Lonely Nights
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Author's Note - Hi there, so sorry it took so long to get the next chapter up. I've been working on other stories. I have two chapters up in my Good Morning Miami series, plus I'm almost done with my new Friends series. So I guess I'm just glad I'm getting this up. I hope you enjoy
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Disclaimer - The only thing I own is Jessie, cute little thing she is :P.
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Unhappy Nights
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Previously on Lonely Nights: Woody and Jordan pillow fight. 2 showers, and a mid-night awakening. Here we go
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Jordan was having a nice calm peaceful dream about Woody. She'd been having a lot of those recently, though she would never admit to having a crush on him.
She was just in the middle of her nice dream, when all of a sudden the phone rang. Jordan groggily answered the phone.
Jordan - Hello?
Woody - Jordan, listen, I know it's really late, but I need your gelp. I need an ME and I'd prefer it to be you.
Jordan - Woody, where.where are you at?
Woody - I'm at 4125, East Parkway.
Jordan - Ok Woody, I'll be right over.
Woody - Thank you Jordan.
Jordan - Hey, no problem
Jordan got out of bed, got dressed and headed over to the address Woody gave her. She knocked on the door and Woody answered.
Woody - Thanks for coming
Jordan - Yeah, sure, no problem, what's a few hours sleep anyway.
Woody - Listen, Jordan, before you go in there, there are a few things I should probably tell you.
Jordan - Alright Woody, Shoot.
Woody - Ok, well, I haven't been completely truthful with you. To put it very simply, my ex-wife is dead and I now have a 9 month old daughter to raise.
Jordan - Ok, umm, alright, you're just lucky its 3 in the morning and I'm a little dazed or there'd be a lot of yelling right now.
Woody - I kind of figured that's what I should expect, but currently, I'm numb all over and it feels like I'm in some sort of trance.
Jordan - Ok, so what exactly happened?
Woody - Apparently, someone broke in and when Abby came down to see who it was, he shot her, obviously he didn't know about Jessie.
Jordan - Well, I guess I better get in there and do what I'm trained to do.
Woody - Jordan?
Jordan - Ya?
Woody - Thanks for understanding.
Jordan - Ya, I'm surprised, its not one of my stronger qualities.
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Jordan goes inside while Woody remains outside. After around an hour, Jordan comes out of the house.
Jordan - *to Woody* Well, my work here is done, they'll be here in the morning to take the body into the morgue.
There's a few moments of silence.
Jordan - It was hard working with all the cops around, but you're one of them, so they probably wanna work extra hard to make sure they find this guy. Don't worry, I have some faith in Boston's police system.
Woody - Ya I guess.
Jordan - Hey, I'm going home now, and, ya know, if you don't wanna be alone right now, or just want someone to talk to, I'm always here.
Woody - Thanks Jordan, but I think I'll just stay here with Jessie tonight, ok?
Jordan - Alright, I'll see you around.
Woody - Ya, I'll see ya.
Jordan got in her car and drove away. She didn't want to go home, she wasn't sure why, she just couldn't. She kept asking herself why. Why wouldn't he tell her something like that? Weren't they friends? Didn't friends tell friends about ex-wives and 9 month old daughters? Maybe they weren't that great of friends. Maybe she was making too big a deal of it all. Whatever it was, she didn't want to dwell on it. It was too early and she wasn't all together yet.
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After a lot of driving aimlessly around Boston, she ended up in front of the ME's office. She parked in her spot and went in.
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The next week and a half were a big blur to her. She used two sick days when she wasn't even sick. She just needed some time to herself to think things over.
Things were finally getting back on track for her. She wasn't sure why this little thing brought her down so much. Was it just a little thing, or not, that was one thing she still wasn't very clear on.
She was sitting at her desk trying to catch up on the paperwork that had built up on her desk over the past week and a half. She felt better after the funeral, even though she hadn't attended it. The killer had confessed, trying to explain how he only needed a couple hundred bucks to get himself out of Boston, and how it was all an accident. They didn't take any sympathy on the guy though. She had heard all this through the office rumor mill. All of a sudden, Garret popped his head in her office.
Garret - Hey Jordan, Woody's on line two for you.
Jordan - Hey Garret, can you just tell him I'm on a coffee break or something?
Garret - Still not up to talking to him?
Jordan - I don't know, I don't think so, but honestly, I don't know.
Garret - Alright, but this is the last time I'm lying to him for you. You're gonna have to talk to him sooner or later.
Jordan - Ya, I know, thanks a lot Garret.
Garret - No problem.
Jordan sat there and stared at the wall. Garret had been covering for her all week. Woody had been calling all the time. She just wasn't ready to talk to him yet. She just needed a bit more time to get over it.
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The day seemed to go by very quickly, maybe because she was actually doing work, who knows. Before she knew it, she was on the drive home.
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Jordan was sitting on her living room couch reading a book. So far Woody had called her five times since she had been home. She was thanking God for caller ID, but he hadn't called for at least an hour. All of a sudden, as if on cue, the phone rang. She grabbed the caller ID box. She had programmed it to just display "dad" when her father called her, and that was what she was reading on the box.
Jordan - Hey Dad
Max - Jordan, good, you're home
Jordan - Ya, Why wouldn't I be?
Woody - Jordan, we need to talk.
She froze for a moment, she wasn't sure if she was ready to talk to him yet, but she couldn't easily hang up on him now. She decided she would give it a go, he did go all the way to her father's just to get a hold of her.
There was still a long pause.
Woody - Jordan, please tell me you're still there.
Jordan - *sighs* Ya Woody, I'm still here.
Woody - Good, listen, I didn't know what to do, you weren't answering my calls anywhere.
Jordan - I know.
Woody - Hey, I'm not really good at talking things out over the phone, can we get together somewhere?
Jordan - Do you have Jessie?
Woody - Ya I do, but I can drop her off at my brother's if you'd like.
Jordan - No, don't, you can come over here.
Woody - Ok, we'll be right over.
Jordan hung up the phone and just sat there. She wasn't sure what he was going to say to here, and she wasn't one who liked surprises.
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Ok, that's it, I know its really short, but I just wanted to put something up, since its been a little over a week since I updated. Please read and REVIEW!!!! You can email me at mountain_dew_4u@msn.com Thanks so much
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Author's Note - Hi there, so sorry it took so long to get the next chapter up. I've been working on other stories. I have two chapters up in my Good Morning Miami series, plus I'm almost done with my new Friends series. So I guess I'm just glad I'm getting this up. I hope you enjoy
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Disclaimer - The only thing I own is Jessie, cute little thing she is :P.
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Unhappy Nights
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Previously on Lonely Nights: Woody and Jordan pillow fight. 2 showers, and a mid-night awakening. Here we go
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Jordan was having a nice calm peaceful dream about Woody. She'd been having a lot of those recently, though she would never admit to having a crush on him.
She was just in the middle of her nice dream, when all of a sudden the phone rang. Jordan groggily answered the phone.
Jordan - Hello?
Woody - Jordan, listen, I know it's really late, but I need your gelp. I need an ME and I'd prefer it to be you.
Jordan - Woody, where.where are you at?
Woody - I'm at 4125, East Parkway.
Jordan - Ok Woody, I'll be right over.
Woody - Thank you Jordan.
Jordan - Hey, no problem
Jordan got out of bed, got dressed and headed over to the address Woody gave her. She knocked on the door and Woody answered.
Woody - Thanks for coming
Jordan - Yeah, sure, no problem, what's a few hours sleep anyway.
Woody - Listen, Jordan, before you go in there, there are a few things I should probably tell you.
Jordan - Alright Woody, Shoot.
Woody - Ok, well, I haven't been completely truthful with you. To put it very simply, my ex-wife is dead and I now have a 9 month old daughter to raise.
Jordan - Ok, umm, alright, you're just lucky its 3 in the morning and I'm a little dazed or there'd be a lot of yelling right now.
Woody - I kind of figured that's what I should expect, but currently, I'm numb all over and it feels like I'm in some sort of trance.
Jordan - Ok, so what exactly happened?
Woody - Apparently, someone broke in and when Abby came down to see who it was, he shot her, obviously he didn't know about Jessie.
Jordan - Well, I guess I better get in there and do what I'm trained to do.
Woody - Jordan?
Jordan - Ya?
Woody - Thanks for understanding.
Jordan - Ya, I'm surprised, its not one of my stronger qualities.
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Jordan goes inside while Woody remains outside. After around an hour, Jordan comes out of the house.
Jordan - *to Woody* Well, my work here is done, they'll be here in the morning to take the body into the morgue.
There's a few moments of silence.
Jordan - It was hard working with all the cops around, but you're one of them, so they probably wanna work extra hard to make sure they find this guy. Don't worry, I have some faith in Boston's police system.
Woody - Ya I guess.
Jordan - Hey, I'm going home now, and, ya know, if you don't wanna be alone right now, or just want someone to talk to, I'm always here.
Woody - Thanks Jordan, but I think I'll just stay here with Jessie tonight, ok?
Jordan - Alright, I'll see you around.
Woody - Ya, I'll see ya.
Jordan got in her car and drove away. She didn't want to go home, she wasn't sure why, she just couldn't. She kept asking herself why. Why wouldn't he tell her something like that? Weren't they friends? Didn't friends tell friends about ex-wives and 9 month old daughters? Maybe they weren't that great of friends. Maybe she was making too big a deal of it all. Whatever it was, she didn't want to dwell on it. It was too early and she wasn't all together yet.
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After a lot of driving aimlessly around Boston, she ended up in front of the ME's office. She parked in her spot and went in.
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The next week and a half were a big blur to her. She used two sick days when she wasn't even sick. She just needed some time to herself to think things over.
Things were finally getting back on track for her. She wasn't sure why this little thing brought her down so much. Was it just a little thing, or not, that was one thing she still wasn't very clear on.
She was sitting at her desk trying to catch up on the paperwork that had built up on her desk over the past week and a half. She felt better after the funeral, even though she hadn't attended it. The killer had confessed, trying to explain how he only needed a couple hundred bucks to get himself out of Boston, and how it was all an accident. They didn't take any sympathy on the guy though. She had heard all this through the office rumor mill. All of a sudden, Garret popped his head in her office.
Garret - Hey Jordan, Woody's on line two for you.
Jordan - Hey Garret, can you just tell him I'm on a coffee break or something?
Garret - Still not up to talking to him?
Jordan - I don't know, I don't think so, but honestly, I don't know.
Garret - Alright, but this is the last time I'm lying to him for you. You're gonna have to talk to him sooner or later.
Jordan - Ya, I know, thanks a lot Garret.
Garret - No problem.
Jordan sat there and stared at the wall. Garret had been covering for her all week. Woody had been calling all the time. She just wasn't ready to talk to him yet. She just needed a bit more time to get over it.
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The day seemed to go by very quickly, maybe because she was actually doing work, who knows. Before she knew it, she was on the drive home.
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Jordan was sitting on her living room couch reading a book. So far Woody had called her five times since she had been home. She was thanking God for caller ID, but he hadn't called for at least an hour. All of a sudden, as if on cue, the phone rang. She grabbed the caller ID box. She had programmed it to just display "dad" when her father called her, and that was what she was reading on the box.
Jordan - Hey Dad
Max - Jordan, good, you're home
Jordan - Ya, Why wouldn't I be?
Woody - Jordan, we need to talk.
She froze for a moment, she wasn't sure if she was ready to talk to him yet, but she couldn't easily hang up on him now. She decided she would give it a go, he did go all the way to her father's just to get a hold of her.
There was still a long pause.
Woody - Jordan, please tell me you're still there.
Jordan - *sighs* Ya Woody, I'm still here.
Woody - Good, listen, I didn't know what to do, you weren't answering my calls anywhere.
Jordan - I know.
Woody - Hey, I'm not really good at talking things out over the phone, can we get together somewhere?
Jordan - Do you have Jessie?
Woody - Ya I do, but I can drop her off at my brother's if you'd like.
Jordan - No, don't, you can come over here.
Woody - Ok, we'll be right over.
Jordan hung up the phone and just sat there. She wasn't sure what he was going to say to here, and she wasn't one who liked surprises.
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Ok, that's it, I know its really short, but I just wanted to put something up, since its been a little over a week since I updated. Please read and REVIEW!!!! You can email me at mountain_dew_4u@msn.com Thanks so much