Well of course Josh had to die, serves him right for getting engaged! I'm heartbroken… but aren't we all?

I'm starting to feel like this story is really getting somewhere now, whereas a lot of the story has just been setting it all up. So don't ditch me now because I think I'm on a roll… :)

Thank you to the reviewers… love you all! Almost as much as my class leader badge… shiny…

Mallorysgirl- You're on the right track… but that's all I'll say :P And yes, it wouldn't technically be cheating, but technically, Jordan doesn't know that! However, forget the technicals, Jordan and the Boston Hero are only gonna get closer… just how close is for me to know and for you to worry about until the suspense drives you insane!

AB- lol I actually didn't realise the Ned thing… Oh yes and of course Shawn Oz… more bout him coming up… but yeah, OzEvil, so ShawnOz.


Woody went at his detective work with the same dedication as he always did, but he couldn't get his mind off the night before. Had he crossed the line? Would Jordan figure it out? The questions kept on filling his mind with what ifs. What if he was the wrong person for this job? What if he couldn't do it? However, he couldn't just leave it all behind. He felt compelled… he actually wanted to keep everyone safe.

He wanted to keep Jordan safe.

He couldn't understand why all of a sudden he wanted to protect everyone, but he knew that he had to, that for some strange reason, saving people meant more to him than anything. And so protect he would.

Back at the B.A.A.

Everyone was shaken after the horrific murder of one of their own. There was also the fact that Ned had struck again. An emergency meeting was called by Agent O'Connell.

"Yesterday, two dreadful, horrendous, indescribable events occurred. Firstly, Agent Duhamel was brutally murdered in our own kitchen! This has revealed a very important detail. Ned knows us. He knows who we are. This is bad. We have to be more careful, less public and more secretive. You don't give details concerning the case to anybody unless they can give you the B.A.A. password. We don't want anyone else to die, because if you die, you lose a very important part of your life.

"Secondly, Ned isn't stopping. Last night Max and Jordan Cavanaugh were locked in Max's house, which was then set on fire. He tried to kill them both. Thankfully, Agent Hoyt, our Boston Hero, was able to rescue them in time. Ned wrote in his note that Hoyt's hopeless, but I have to disagree. I believe Hoyt to be the strongest part of our operation.

"As part of the Boston Agent Agency, each one of us has a duty to Boston, and the people of Boston. We care about this place, we care about the people. Boston is our home, and we can't let anybody take it away from us. Nobody can intrude on our domain and abuse it. It's up to us to save our home, the home of many, and to send the intruders back to their own home. Each of us here right now signed a pledge to Boston when we applied for these jobs, a pledge to keep Boston safe. We need to bring that safety now more than ever. We fail when somebody is afraid in their own home. We fail when death becomes Boston. We fail when we lose control. So agents, I tell you, we must not fail. We must not let fear fill the hearts of children, of men and women. We must not let death or evil prevail. We must not lose control, because control is all we have."

O'Connell looked at each man sitting at the table, and his wife sitting at the end, the only female. She wasn't tough and strong like the men, but she was clever, and they needed as much help as they could get right now. Looking around at his co-workers, his fellow modern-day heroes, he saw the same thing in everybody's eyes.

He saw determination.

Elsewhere in the building, Miss Erbe sat at her desk, doing the kind of things secretaries do. She picked up a bundle of papers that were to go to Special Agent D'Onofrio, and headed to his office.

D'Onofrio looked up from his desk, standing up to greet her.

"For me?"

Miss Erbe smiled. "Nah, they're for the goldfish."

D'Onofrio looked over to the side of the room, where the wall was covered by a fish tank. He frowned at the sight of his two goldfish, Kate and Tony, floating lifeless at the top of the water.

He turned back to his secretary. "With the Saving Boston operation, do you think Hoyt's relationship with Jordan Cavanaugh is a pro or a con? Do you think their relationship could possibly blind him?"

Erbe smiled. "On the contrary, I believe that Jordan means a lot to Woody, and he's not going to let anybody harm her."

"Does she really care about him? How much does she care about him?"

Erbe frowned, her face sceptical. "Who are we talking about now, D'Onofrio?"

He didn't answer as such, but leant down and kissed her.

She was surprised, but that's not to say she was displeased.

"So will I see you again tonight?" He whispered into her ear.

Miss Erbe smiled, walking towards the door. "As always."

Back to the morgue.

Garret looked at Jordan with concern "And is Max alright?"

Jordan nodded. "Yeah, he's fine now but they want to keep him an extra night for observation."

"And how about you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"I don't mean physically. Really, how are you holding up?"

Jordan sighed. "I don't know. I think I'm just going to get on with my job and keep busy."

As Jordan turned to head to her office, she was stopped by a young woman.

"I'm looking for Doctor Jordan Cavanaugh?" she asked, her voice shaky.

"That would be me… how can I help you?" Jordan replied, hesitantly.

"You're working on the case of the restaurant explosion, right? I read in the papers that Ned is being accused of killing Shawn Oz. I had to come and tell you that it's not true."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I killed him."