Jordan's POV

My apartment was as cold and lonely as it had been before, my light was on when I came home and I found that suspicious… Woody assured me that he had left it on, earlier he had been looking for me… and used the spare key I had given him. I now welcomingly leaned against his frame that was strong and warm. He led me up the narrow stairwell, saying we needed the walk. He was silent, like thoughts were swirling around in his head I wondered what they were. His face looked almost stern. I reached up and touched his cheek, he looked down in surprise, his eyes softened when he saw me. "Come on Jordan…" he whispered, holding me just a little tighter and opening her apartment door.

Was this what it was like? I thought to myself as he set my keys and purse on the table. I sat down on the futon and stared at the wall. I felt so tired but I can't sleep, I was worried about daddy, I missed him so much as I thought about our final few minutes together, it felt like loosing him all over again.

Two hours before

"Daddy?" I asked dazed, my eyes darting around frankly, woody, Garret, Nigel, and DA Walcott. None looked me in the eyes. "don't leave me, you don't have to leave." I whispered, "you can't leave me.."

He looked at me and smiled sadly it seemed. "Then I never will Baby girl, I promise." His hand lingered on my shoulder for a moment after he kissed my cheek gently, then he was gone… just like that.

Woody pulled me back a little ways as my father boarded the jet. I looked up with trepidation. My father didn't look back even once. Was I that easy to leave behind? It was cold and we started to back up, but I remained for a moment longer than everyone else, looking for something that I can't find… like every other time in my life.

Present

I looked over at Woody, he was making me some soup out of a can. I couldn't help but stare at him in his wrinkled dress shirt that had a rich dark coffee stain down the front, I couldn't stop from smiling as he poured the soup into a bowl carefully and brought it over.

"You hungry? I brought you some soup." He asked setting it on the coffeetable. I laughed.

"Wanna know the truth?"

"I don't know, do I?"

"I'm not that hungry." He groaned dramatically and set his head in his hands, and let out a very unconvincing fake sob and set his head on my shoulder. "It was very sweet though." I consoled, patting his head.

His head shot up and he was fine, he leaned back in the futon and smiled. It was then I realized that he was my best friend, a person I met by chance, and gotten close to, he was there for me when I was down, he made me laugh, he made me burn with jealously and frustration.

"Hey Woody, want to dance?" I asked on impulse, immediately seeing the lights flicker across his eyes, something mixed with apprehension and hope.

"Really?" he asked a little softly "Aren't you tired?"

"Yes." I whispered honestly "But right now I need to be held a little tighter…" he looked at me for a long time, like he was sizing me up.

"Okay…." He said after an eternity it felt of waiting for his answer. Slowly he lifted me to my feet, and turned on the radio… it just happened, the soft music playing, the way his body felt against mine.

"Woody…" I whispered,

"Yeah?" he said, pushing me back only a hairsbreadth

"tighter." He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist snugly, I couldn't help but thinking I was a perfect fit.

Woody's POV

She was soft and pliable against me, she was tired and I could hear her sigh gently, resting her head against my shoulder, I felt like I could protect her from anything at that moment, if she'd only let me.

We swayed and danced softly in her tiny living room

Look around, the writing's on the wall
Don't you think we're all feeling crazed
In a world, where nothing's as it seems
Paved with broken dreams, I found truth
My God, I should know you're right
I should know it's right to say
I thank you for my days

Come around and see the other side
Stepping stones, away from the limelight
Come around and breathe in
Piece of mind
And for it all, I thank you, I thank you

Sit down, lose yourself in thought,
Then you might find out it's all we've got
Take a chance, the future's in your hands
Make it what you can
Before your time has reached the end

Come around and see the other side
Stepping stones, away from the limelight
Come around, and breathe in
Piece of mind
And for it all, you you'll make it
On your own, Yeah, you're free...
Stepping stones away from the limelight
Come around, and breathe in
Piece of mind

It wasn't a easy thing to do, let her go after that song was over, I could feel her pulling away from me and panicked, but let her move away from me. I had to let her move at her own speed, I didn't want to spook her.

She stumbled to the couch and sat down, I remained standing, she looked so tired, she leaned down until she was horizontally laying on the futon, she pulled a pillow under her head and muttered something incoherently.

"Jordan…" I said softly

"Hmm?" she said groggily, not opening her shut eyes. I let out a sigh and sat down next to her on the floor, pushing a chestnut strand of hair out of her eyes.

"Nothing Jo-Jo forget it… go to sleep, I'll see you in the morning." I made a move to leave but she grabbed my hand softly.

"Stay with me please."

I said nothing, just sat back down.