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Side Note to jtbwriter- I know it sounds weird, but when my mom was pregnant we could push on her stomach and my little sister pushed back where ever we pushed, it was kinda weird, but very cool.
Mrs. Rhett Butler-One question, are you into Gone with the Wind, Anyways I'm working on Max, I think he'll show up and I have a good idea as to when, you'll just have to wait and see.
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Chapter 15- Jordan's Day Out- Jordan's POVWe got to the car. "Woody, why are the care seats already in the car?"
"Precautions, I don't know when your going to go into labor, but I want to be ready." he smiled. I always knew he was a boy scout, but this surprised me. We left, it was a short drive to the morgue. He pulled up to the curb and got out, walked around to the other side and opened my door and helped me out. We made our way to the elevator and up to the morgue. The doors opened to a familiar sight. Everyone was buzzing around, they didn't even notice me. Well, it's not like they all planed on seeing me here today, or any day soon for that matter. We went into Garret's office, he wasn't there, I took a seat on his couch, this was more exertion than I was used to at the moment. Woody sat next to me and pulled my feet up into his lap. We waited for about ten minutes when Garret burst through the door, he didn't see us, e sat in his desk and was facing the opposite direction of us with his hand in the little bit of hair he had left. I tried so hard not to laugh, Woody was trying too. I failed out came a very un-Jordan like giggle. He jumped about two feet in the air.
"Do we need to send over Dr. Stiles? You seem a little wired." I was smiling at him he looked like we had given him a heart attack, I almost felt bad for him, almost.
"NO, what are you doing here?" he asked not quite, but almost accusingly.
"Waiting for you to assign me and autopsy."
"Jordan...." he said in his annoyed tone.
"We can leave if you want, Woody just promised me a day off of 'our' couch." I said giving him my best puppy dog eyes. I really didn't want to leave.
"No your fine, it's..., it has just been a little crazy today, I just finished my fourth autopsy today."
"Garret your just pumping um out." I kinda felt bad, I know this pregnancy sorta left him in the lurch, but I couldn't really do much about it. I'd make up for it later.
"Tell me about it. Jordan are those coming out anytime soon? We want you back as soon as possible, I never knew how much you helped out." nice to feel appreciated, to bad it took me leaving for him to notice, oh well, not much I could do about it now.
"I always told you that you never gave me enough credit."
"Jo, be nice." was Woody's slight warning, but he did squeeze my hand while doing so, so I let him get away with it. He deserved it, I didn't let him get away with much. I had discovered one great thing about telling him they were his, I could now blame him whenever I didn't feel good, and he took it. I would make it up to him, someday.
"I love you too."
"Jordan, you know what I mean."
"I know I'm just giving you a hard time."
Garret broke his silence, "Um, do have to be here for this?" Poor guy, he looked so tired, I wonder when the last time he slept was. He's starting to look like me, to busy for his own good.
"Gar, have you thought of taking a vacation?"
"No. Why? You think I need one, that I can't handle this, I'm handling it just fine. Look at me am at my best." I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "What? I'm fine." Poor Garret, poor, poor Garret.
"Gar, it will be okay, just breath."
"I am!"
"Okay, try sitting down."
"I'm not?"
"No, your not." he sat down. Woody was pretty much quiet during this whole ordeal, he was just playing with my feet and belly, which I had absolutely no problem with. He was so good about taking care of us. He was always just so amazed at what we had created together. So was I for that matter. "Garret are you okay, I mean I've seen you strung out, but you look like your about to hit your limit."
"Between work and Renee, I am. Jordan we can't wait for you to get back. I know I tell you not to get involved with your cases, and I just figured out why. When you get obsessed I don't have too." Sorry, poor Garret.
"Garret, you want some of these, I handed him Woody's old bottle of Prozac, since he found out about the babies he was on a natural high 24/7.
"Jo are you trying to drug me? I really can't deal with that right now."
"No, they're for stress relief, they work great, just ask Woody he used them whenever he had to deal with me." He smiled and kissed my head. "Farmboy, got any input, you haven't said a work since we got here?"
"Sorry, I was preoccupied, with my cute little babies, aren't you, you guys are just the cutest things ever created aren't you." well the first part sounded normal, but as soon as he looked at my belly he got this little baby voice that I was glad I'd never heard before and I would not have a problem if I didn't have to hear it again.
"So why did you guys come down?" Garret finally asked calming down/
"I promised Jordan a day out of the house, I called Emmy, didn't you get the message." Guess not, at least he tried.
"Nobody ever tells me anything anymore." I wonder why because your so good at handling stress lately.
"So how's Ms. Walcott?" not that I was sure I wanted to know, but hey she practically named one of my kids, I had to be nice, and thanks to these two she had been much better to me.
"Jordan, when are you having a shower, because has bought so much stuff she's starting to run out of living space."
"I didn't think you'd have a problem with that."
"ANYWAY?"
"I don't know, I'm not the one who plans those, that's what friends are supposed to do." I emphasized the friends part hoping he would get the hint.
"So who's throwing it?" he didn't.
"I don't know I'll leave that up top you, I'm not supposed to do much." He got this look, his mouth formed a big 'O' like he'd finally caught on to what I was implying. He looked at Woody, some male thing, I guess. "So where is everyone, I wanted to visit?"
"I think Bug and Nigel are in trace and Lily, I never know where she is anymore." I liked Lily, sometimes she was a little interesting though.
"Great lets go find them." Woody was already in front of me to help me up. We went to trace. "Anybody miss me?"
"There you are love, what's up, besides the buns in the oven, that is?" he winked at Woody, he blushed, my not so innocent farmboy, but I still loved him, more than anything.
"Not much, been lying down for a while. Woody decided to let out and come play today, so what can I help with?"
"Jordan, I said visit, I didn't say cut up dead people." he gave me a warning glare. I ignored it, today was my day. "So where are we?" Then Nigel got the look from Woody and quickly got out of everything before I even got a glance at it. "Come on."
"Jo, he's the one carrying the gun, not me, I'm not messing with him today."
"FINE. I'm going to the bathroom." I struggled to get up out of the chair, Woody didn't help, he wasn't very happy with me at the moment. "Thanks" I said under my breath. As soon as I left the room I heard hysterical laughing, that's right laugh at the pregnant woman who can't get up. It's time to teach you... a lesson. Screw the bathroom I headed for autopsy, ya it wasn't a big lesson, but what could I really do I was seven months pregnant with twins, go to a strip club, then he would have killed me and taken the babies, not a worthwhile risk. There was a fresh body and no one in sight, I got into my scrubs and quickly started, I can' believe no one walked in on me, well the new guy did, but he didn't know who I was. Probably assumed, I don't know something, the important thing was he left. Luckily it was and easy one and I did it quickly, I went back to my office, ah, it's just as I left it for once, and wrote up the report. I went back to Trace and Woody looked at me like I'd just died, I looked down, I forgot to put on my clean clothes. Oops. I tossed the report at Nigel and told him to take a load off. Woody's mouth was still open.
"Jordan what did you do?" he asked with a defeated look on his face.
"I got even." I said with a smirk on my face. He still didn't look too happy with me. "Hey, at least I didn't go to a strip club or something, not that I didn't think about it, but I still wanted to be a mom and I figured I probably wouldn't get away with that one as well as this. Forgive me, I promise I'll make it up to." I whispered the last part in his ear and kissed him
"You better." he kissed back. I knew everything was going to be okay. Plus I had missed my work that had to tie me over for at least two to three more months, I was justified.
"Woody I need to sit down." I said as I slumped over and he sorta guided me to the chair.
"Are you okay."
"Ya, I guess I just over exerted myself a little."
"Which is why you aren't supposed to be working."
"Woody leave me alone, I just missed it, it promise to be good for the next month, I just missed it. It's that why you fell for me, hard to control and very determined."
"No that was why I noticed you, not why I fell for you."
"Um, excuse me, but we're still here. Do you mind?"
"Sorry Nigel, Wood I'm ready to go home now, I could use some sleep and I want to finish our conversation, in private." I smiled, he kissed me.
"Let's go, we'll see you all later, I'm gonna go take care of my girl." I saw Woody make some gesture at Nigel, but decided not to pay attention to it. I was too tired for anything else today. I fell asleep on the way home, he woke me, I was really getting to big to carry at all, we made our way upstairs and I went straight to bed. He followed. "Goodnight. I love you." he said while wrapping his arm around me.
"I love you too." and quickly drifted off.