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next chapter! This story's taking so many twists even I'm confused!***
((This chapter takes place in Nigel's apartment, and driving the streets of Boston.))
CHAPTER 7:
~~Nigel~~ I went and grabbed two beers out of my fridge, shoving the 3-day old chinese take-out to the side, next to the leftover pizza from last night that I picked up after work. I shut the door, and grabbed a couple of dog treats out of the bag on the counter and sat on the floor next to Jordan.
"Here you go, fresh from the fridge." I handed her a beer, then put the treats on the floor in front of Rudy.
"Thanks Nige." She opened it and took a drink, then went back to scratching Rudy behind the ears as he inhaled the treats and proceeded to leave a puddle of drool all over the floor. "You know, this little guy grows on you fast."
"Yeah...I feel kinda bad, these last couple weeks, I haven't paid all that much attention to him. I feed him and walk him and stuff, but I've been so busy with the case that I haven't had time to do much else." I reached over and started scratching his stomach, which prompted his legs to go kicking wildly in every direction.
"He seems happy enough just having you around." She winked at me. "However, I would not suggest having children anytime soon..."
"No worries about that Luv...I told you...I've been BUSY with the case these last few weeks..." I looked over at her.
"No time at ALL for extracurricular activites?" She threw a fake shocked look on her face.
"Nope, not at all. 'Tis a shame, really. But I can't help it, I'm so wrapped up in the bloody thing I can't think about anything else." I took a drink off my beer, then reached up and pulled a file off the table. "You been reviewing this at all?"
"Never looked at it. Were you the Head Examiner on it?" She took it from me and opened it, and started leafing through the pages.
I nodded. "Yeah. Probably why I'm so into solving it...I would do ANYTHING to get information on it."
She looked at me and grinned. "God Nige, you're starting to sound like me all of a sudden..."
He shook his head. "I'm spending too much time with you Jordan...but it may be for the better good."
"Well, I tend to solve cases, so act like me as much as you'd like to." She grinned. "Is he trained to walk on a leash?" While pointing at Rudy, she took another drink off her beer.
"Yeah. He was trained before I got him. The shelter got him after they found him in one of those portable kennels, just sitting on the sidewalk. No collar, no chips, just a normal bulldog sitting there, happy as a clam." I leaned over for a kiss from him. "Poor little guy just got dropped off for anyone to find...huh buddy?" I let him lick me all over the face, then I looked back up at Jordan, who was staring at me in disgust.
"You let him lick you like that?"
"Yeah...why?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"I thought you said you had no time for extracurriculars..." She winked at me, and all I did was shake my head.
"Jordan, Jordan, Jordan...your dirty mind is amusing me..."
"Well, being that I'm currently taken by a wonderful man...you'll have to wait." She wagged a finger at me.
"So how IS that Woodrow anyways?"
~~Jordan~~ I thought for a minute. Well Nigel, how DO I explain this to you...I'm madly in love with the man of my dreams, I can't get enough of his icey-blue eyes, his strong arms...his freckles...I wish I could spend every minute of my life with him...
"Jordan?" He snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Wake up..."
"Oh, sorry Nige. I was just thinking about how much I love him..." I smiled softly. "He's perfect."
"You sure about this Luv?" He raised an eyebrow. "You ready to commit to him? Are you positive that you're in love with him?"
"Yes Nigel...I am..." He was being just like Garret, only like a brother, not another father figure.
"Alright Jordan. I want you to be happy, but to be safe at the same time...I'm not gonna see you hurt by another guy in your life." He looked down at Rudy, who was now a snoring blob on the carpet.
"Thanks Nige...If it wasn't for you, all this never would have happened..."
"I know Luv, that's what I'm afraid of...I'll be the cause of more pain for you."
"Nigel...don't worry about it." I looked at my watch and sighed. "It's almost midnight, Woody and Dad must be ready to send out the national guard after me..." I stood up and walked over to his phone, then picked up the reciever and dialed the Pogue.
"Pogue Mahone, Max speaking."
"Hey Daddy. It's me."
"Ah, Jordan. We were getting worried about you and Nigel for a minute."
"Sorry dad, we had alot to talk about."
"Everything go alright sweetheart?"
"Yeah Dad, it went good. I was wondering, if Woody could come and pick me up here at Nigel's--I don't really want to pay for a cab back home."
"One minute, lemme ask him."
I heard a muffled conversation in the background, then Dad came back on the line. "He'd be happy to come get you honey. He says he'll be there in ten minutes."
"Thanks Dad, and say thanks to Woody too. I'll see you in a bit."
"Bye Jordan."
"Bye Dad." I hung up the phone, then turned back to Nigel, who was now lying on the couch, with his feet sticking off the end, being sat on by a very sleepy bulldog. I could tell he was nodding off, and I gently shook him awake. "Nige...wake up..."
He nearly fell off the couch when I touched him.
"Go to bed Nige, in your own bed...it'll be better on your back." I nudged him towards his room.
"Woody coming to get you?" He smiled at me as he picked Rudy up off his chest and set him down on the floor.
"Yeah, he'll be here in about 10 minutes. But if you wanna go to sleep, I can let myself out."
"Nah Luv, I can stay up. Besides, no telling what you'd do if you were unsupervised in my apartment ya know..." He winked at me.
"Nigel, I'm shocked. How could you--"
I was cut off by a gentle knock on the door and I got up and opened it, to see a smiling Woody standing there.
"Taxi service!"
I gave him a hug, then turned back to Nigel. "If you need anything, or you want to talk some more, call me okay? I don't care what time it is..."
"Alright Jordan...just go home now...we wouldn't want to keep your cab waiting..." He yawned, then walked over to the door. "Goodnight Woody, and goodnight Jordan."
"Night Nigel. See you at work tomorrow." He nodded, then shut the door.
Woody and I walked down the stairs to his car, and we climbed in, and started driving back to the Pogue. I leaned over and kissed Woody on the cheek, then sat back normally.
"What was that one for Jordan?"
"For coming and getting me." I thought for a minute. "You free for lunch tomorrow?"
He shook his head. "Sadly, I'm not, I have to work all day tomorrow."
"On what?" I slouched down in the seat to get more comfortable.
"I'm assisting in a sting on a suspected heroin dealer. We're running it all day."
"How are you assisting?" I looked up at him.
"Just backup, in case something goes wrong."
"You gonna be alright Wood?"
"Fine Jordan, just fine. It's a basic operation: observe, confirm, move in, and arrest, and process the guy. It'll probably only take a few hours, but the Sarge wants me there bright and early tomorrow." He smiled at me.
"Okay. Just be safe...I don't want my man getting hurt." I placed my hand on his thigh.
"I won't Jordan, I promise you." He nodded. "So, how were things with our friendly neighborhood Brit?"
"They were okay. He's been getting really shook up about the case he's working right now."
"Which one's that?" He glanced over at me, then back to the traffic in front of him.
"The little boy that they found a few weeks ago in that alley. No name, signs of abuse, the usual. It's been hitting him pretty hard lately."
"Does he normally get that worked up over a case?"
"Not usually, he's just really getting mad about this one. He can't get any breaks in it."
He paused. "Jordan...was he crying, back there at the Pogue?" We stopped at a red light, and Woody looked over at me.
"Yeah, he was...just out of exhaustion though. He hasn't slept good since he got put on the case."
"I thought so...so did Garret. He seemed really concerned for him."
"Garret's great--he gets concerned about everybody."
"I know, you're lucky to work with him." He smiled, then we pulled into the parking lot of the Pogue, and he put the car in park, but left it running. "I'd love to come back in, but I've gotta be at the plaza early tomorrow."
"Alright...be safe, okay farmboy?" I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, then I got out of the car, and went to walk inside. I waved goodbye, then walked in.
TO BE CONTINUED:
***Thanks for reading! And tomorrow, I probably wont post anything until late, I'm going to the beach w/ my mom all day, but I hope this makes up for it! I'll have more Woody and Jordan action for you next chapter!
((This chapter takes place in Nigel's apartment, and driving the streets of Boston.))
CHAPTER 7:
~~Nigel~~ I went and grabbed two beers out of my fridge, shoving the 3-day old chinese take-out to the side, next to the leftover pizza from last night that I picked up after work. I shut the door, and grabbed a couple of dog treats out of the bag on the counter and sat on the floor next to Jordan.
"Here you go, fresh from the fridge." I handed her a beer, then put the treats on the floor in front of Rudy.
"Thanks Nige." She opened it and took a drink, then went back to scratching Rudy behind the ears as he inhaled the treats and proceeded to leave a puddle of drool all over the floor. "You know, this little guy grows on you fast."
"Yeah...I feel kinda bad, these last couple weeks, I haven't paid all that much attention to him. I feed him and walk him and stuff, but I've been so busy with the case that I haven't had time to do much else." I reached over and started scratching his stomach, which prompted his legs to go kicking wildly in every direction.
"He seems happy enough just having you around." She winked at me. "However, I would not suggest having children anytime soon..."
"No worries about that Luv...I told you...I've been BUSY with the case these last few weeks..." I looked over at her.
"No time at ALL for extracurricular activites?" She threw a fake shocked look on her face.
"Nope, not at all. 'Tis a shame, really. But I can't help it, I'm so wrapped up in the bloody thing I can't think about anything else." I took a drink off my beer, then reached up and pulled a file off the table. "You been reviewing this at all?"
"Never looked at it. Were you the Head Examiner on it?" She took it from me and opened it, and started leafing through the pages.
I nodded. "Yeah. Probably why I'm so into solving it...I would do ANYTHING to get information on it."
She looked at me and grinned. "God Nige, you're starting to sound like me all of a sudden..."
He shook his head. "I'm spending too much time with you Jordan...but it may be for the better good."
"Well, I tend to solve cases, so act like me as much as you'd like to." She grinned. "Is he trained to walk on a leash?" While pointing at Rudy, she took another drink off her beer.
"Yeah. He was trained before I got him. The shelter got him after they found him in one of those portable kennels, just sitting on the sidewalk. No collar, no chips, just a normal bulldog sitting there, happy as a clam." I leaned over for a kiss from him. "Poor little guy just got dropped off for anyone to find...huh buddy?" I let him lick me all over the face, then I looked back up at Jordan, who was staring at me in disgust.
"You let him lick you like that?"
"Yeah...why?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"I thought you said you had no time for extracurriculars..." She winked at me, and all I did was shake my head.
"Jordan, Jordan, Jordan...your dirty mind is amusing me..."
"Well, being that I'm currently taken by a wonderful man...you'll have to wait." She wagged a finger at me.
"So how IS that Woodrow anyways?"
~~Jordan~~ I thought for a minute. Well Nigel, how DO I explain this to you...I'm madly in love with the man of my dreams, I can't get enough of his icey-blue eyes, his strong arms...his freckles...I wish I could spend every minute of my life with him...
"Jordan?" He snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Wake up..."
"Oh, sorry Nige. I was just thinking about how much I love him..." I smiled softly. "He's perfect."
"You sure about this Luv?" He raised an eyebrow. "You ready to commit to him? Are you positive that you're in love with him?"
"Yes Nigel...I am..." He was being just like Garret, only like a brother, not another father figure.
"Alright Jordan. I want you to be happy, but to be safe at the same time...I'm not gonna see you hurt by another guy in your life." He looked down at Rudy, who was now a snoring blob on the carpet.
"Thanks Nige...If it wasn't for you, all this never would have happened..."
"I know Luv, that's what I'm afraid of...I'll be the cause of more pain for you."
"Nigel...don't worry about it." I looked at my watch and sighed. "It's almost midnight, Woody and Dad must be ready to send out the national guard after me..." I stood up and walked over to his phone, then picked up the reciever and dialed the Pogue.
"Pogue Mahone, Max speaking."
"Hey Daddy. It's me."
"Ah, Jordan. We were getting worried about you and Nigel for a minute."
"Sorry dad, we had alot to talk about."
"Everything go alright sweetheart?"
"Yeah Dad, it went good. I was wondering, if Woody could come and pick me up here at Nigel's--I don't really want to pay for a cab back home."
"One minute, lemme ask him."
I heard a muffled conversation in the background, then Dad came back on the line. "He'd be happy to come get you honey. He says he'll be there in ten minutes."
"Thanks Dad, and say thanks to Woody too. I'll see you in a bit."
"Bye Jordan."
"Bye Dad." I hung up the phone, then turned back to Nigel, who was now lying on the couch, with his feet sticking off the end, being sat on by a very sleepy bulldog. I could tell he was nodding off, and I gently shook him awake. "Nige...wake up..."
He nearly fell off the couch when I touched him.
"Go to bed Nige, in your own bed...it'll be better on your back." I nudged him towards his room.
"Woody coming to get you?" He smiled at me as he picked Rudy up off his chest and set him down on the floor.
"Yeah, he'll be here in about 10 minutes. But if you wanna go to sleep, I can let myself out."
"Nah Luv, I can stay up. Besides, no telling what you'd do if you were unsupervised in my apartment ya know..." He winked at me.
"Nigel, I'm shocked. How could you--"
I was cut off by a gentle knock on the door and I got up and opened it, to see a smiling Woody standing there.
"Taxi service!"
I gave him a hug, then turned back to Nigel. "If you need anything, or you want to talk some more, call me okay? I don't care what time it is..."
"Alright Jordan...just go home now...we wouldn't want to keep your cab waiting..." He yawned, then walked over to the door. "Goodnight Woody, and goodnight Jordan."
"Night Nigel. See you at work tomorrow." He nodded, then shut the door.
Woody and I walked down the stairs to his car, and we climbed in, and started driving back to the Pogue. I leaned over and kissed Woody on the cheek, then sat back normally.
"What was that one for Jordan?"
"For coming and getting me." I thought for a minute. "You free for lunch tomorrow?"
He shook his head. "Sadly, I'm not, I have to work all day tomorrow."
"On what?" I slouched down in the seat to get more comfortable.
"I'm assisting in a sting on a suspected heroin dealer. We're running it all day."
"How are you assisting?" I looked up at him.
"Just backup, in case something goes wrong."
"You gonna be alright Wood?"
"Fine Jordan, just fine. It's a basic operation: observe, confirm, move in, and arrest, and process the guy. It'll probably only take a few hours, but the Sarge wants me there bright and early tomorrow." He smiled at me.
"Okay. Just be safe...I don't want my man getting hurt." I placed my hand on his thigh.
"I won't Jordan, I promise you." He nodded. "So, how were things with our friendly neighborhood Brit?"
"They were okay. He's been getting really shook up about the case he's working right now."
"Which one's that?" He glanced over at me, then back to the traffic in front of him.
"The little boy that they found a few weeks ago in that alley. No name, signs of abuse, the usual. It's been hitting him pretty hard lately."
"Does he normally get that worked up over a case?"
"Not usually, he's just really getting mad about this one. He can't get any breaks in it."
He paused. "Jordan...was he crying, back there at the Pogue?" We stopped at a red light, and Woody looked over at me.
"Yeah, he was...just out of exhaustion though. He hasn't slept good since he got put on the case."
"I thought so...so did Garret. He seemed really concerned for him."
"Garret's great--he gets concerned about everybody."
"I know, you're lucky to work with him." He smiled, then we pulled into the parking lot of the Pogue, and he put the car in park, but left it running. "I'd love to come back in, but I've gotta be at the plaza early tomorrow."
"Alright...be safe, okay farmboy?" I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, then I got out of the car, and went to walk inside. I waved goodbye, then walked in.
TO BE CONTINUED:
***Thanks for reading! And tomorrow, I probably wont post anything until late, I'm going to the beach w/ my mom all day, but I hope this makes up for it! I'll have more Woody and Jordan action for you next chapter!