Note: I'm so evil!!! So I promise that my next few stories will not be as sad as this one or walking across Egypt. A/N: The story that I co-wrote 'Blood Money," I promise I will finish it I just need to figure out what I'm gonna do with it.

On with the story!!!!

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Jordan paced the white wash hall nervously, her fists clenching up every once in a while. Mackenzie was balled up in a chair, her legs tucked underneath her. Tears stained her cheeks and blood crusted down her sweatshirt.

"Jordan sit down." She ordered flatly. "Your making me nervous."

Angela was cuddled up next to Nigel on the floor, she whispered in his ear faintly, her words lost somewhere far away, she wasn't even sure what she was talking about. Lily and Bug were on there way, as was Garret.

Jordan remembered how often she had taken Woody for granted, he had almost lost his job several times because of her. She wanted to see him, his eyes, the way he laughed. She tried to look through the double paned glass window, but couldn't see anything.

"Do you think he's okay?" she asked anxiously, leaning forward.

"I'm sure he's fine Love, he's a strong lad." Nigel reassured her in a grave voice.

All was silent for an indefinable amount of time. It seemed that everyone was thinking about someone else. All lost in thought as time went by slowly, seconds passing like hours. Some part of Jordan wanted to scream, tell them this wasn't suppose to happen, he wasn't suppose to go into that house without backup... what was he thinking?

That was the thought that was running threw her head when she spotted the doctor walking down the hallway dismally, his head bowed, he yanked off his cap with a gloved hand covered with blood.

Jordan froze when she saw him, everyone else looked from him to Jordan. He looked at her with sad eyes.

"Doctor Cavanaugh, he's in a coma, his kidneys are shutting down... I'm sorry but most likely he won't live to see morning, we need a decision whether to take him off of life support." He said, looking at Mackenzie who was sobbing. Jordan looked at him then at Mac... and she crumpled, no one was there to catch her.

He wasn't dead... he was only hours ago alive and well, talking to her. Death was very real to Jordan, but this was different, he was someone she loved, someone she found by dumb luck, someone she could count on. He was the one person that would never leave her.

Angela let out a scream and buried her copper haired head into Nigels chest. She had lost too many people. She couldn't handle loosing him as well. Nigel rubbed soft circles into Angela's back.

Jordan didn't look up from where she sat on the floor numbly, her legs refusing to work. Suddenly, she felt someone wrapping their arms around her, she jumped, startled, looking up she saw Mac, hugging her tightly. She returned the hug, Mackenzie sobbed into her shoulder.

"Shhhhh..... He loves you." She whispered into Mac's hair rocking the little girl back and forth firmly. That made Mackenzie sob harder.

"He loved Jordan... he's never coming back!" she snapped.

"Mackenzie Logan, he never left." Jordan consoled. "He will never leave." She said, tears streaming down her face. The doctor looked uncomfortably between everyone.

"Can I see him?" she asked her voice cracking.

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Jordan stared down at the man she loved. It had taken so long for her to come to terms with it. He waited, often she wondered what kept him coming back. She pushed, and pushed, she fought against him... and he stuck, the first person she could count on to be there no matter what happened, no matter how far she ran, no matter what she screwed up.

"Home is right behind you."

Those words rang in her ears. She had been so scared that he was leaving, when she had told him that. He was three thousand miles away, and alone, she had hoped on a plane to bring him home. She was so scared that he would leave her, like everyone else, like her mother, her father, her brother. But he came home, he said he there was no way he would not be on that plane.

Now, as she held his lifeless hand, she had to wonder what had happened in that abandoned house. The other three men inside, one of whom Benny Perez, were dead. They had children in that house, more Cory Taylor's and Katrina Norman's and Mackenzie Logan's, kids who's only sin was being born on the wrong side of the tracks. Woody had a breathing tube down his throat, IV's and wires everywhere, he was fighting to stay alive, each breath he took was forced into his lungs by a machine. She felt how empty the room was, how it seemed to shrink.

"Woody?" she asked, he didn't flinch or move, not an eyelash moved. "What were you thinking crazy person... going in that house by yourself like that." She brushed a sweat soaked strand of hair from his forehead. "I'm gonna miss you, you know that... you're a good friend Woody... the best... I'll love you forever." She brushed her lips against his sweat caked forehead. She smiled sadly, her chin quivered as she saw an artificial breath being pushed into his lungs. She heard footsteps behind her and turned to see Mackenzie, her face pale and colorless as the walls of the sterile and cold hospital.

She said nothing, just came and laced her fingers around the metal railing of the bed, it was so cold, it felt like it was burning her flesh.

"He promised." She hissed, staring at him coldly, she sounded so callous Jordan was taken back, but she could see the pain in the little girls eyes.

"What did he promise Mac honey?" she asked, brushing a bang from her frosty blue eyes.

"He promised he'd never leave me... he promised!" she shouted tears falling down her face. Jordan knelt next to her, wiping the little girls eyes softly.

"He's not leaving, you see, he's holding on with everything he has... for you, I hope for me too... but mostly for you, because he loves you." She whispered looking at Woody softly. "Did you know when you went to school, he moped around while he waited for you to get out... he died protecting you, protecting your friends... that was his job, to protect people... he had to do it for me a lot." She said smiling. A bittersweet silence hung thick in the room, Mac leaned against Jordan.

"I know, he told me." She blurted suddenly, it caused Jordan and Mac both to laugh.

"I think its time we say that its okay for him to let go Mackenzie, go tell him to forgive the past and make some other plans." Jordan lifted the little girl up so she could see Woody better.

"Goodnight Woody." Mac whispered, petting his face tenderly like he was a kitten. Jordan would never forget the sight that came to her as Angela, Nigel, Bug, Garret and Lily all filed into the room and stood behind them. Jordan turned, they all stood solemnly. Jordan fought back tears as they each hugged her, one by one.

"Miss Cavanaugh... come with me please." A voice said from the hallway, she looked up to see the doctor waiting for her at the doorway. With an encouraging push from Mac and the others she slowly followed him outside.