As soon as he heard the words "When she runs" come out of Garret's mouth, Woody's heart stopped. He never thought about Jordan running away. He thought she had put that behind her. Apparently he was wrong.
(Woody's thoughts)
This cannot be happening. I can't let this happen. Hopefully she is home. I just need to convince her that I still love her. I just got impatient that night. I should've never went to Garret. I just hope I'm not to late.
Jordan's apartment
"Open up Jordan!" Woody shouted as he banged on the door. It took him about five minutes of banging for Woody to remember that he still had a key.
With a slight twist of his wrist he was inside.
Too bad he was the only thing in the apartment.
Jordan had cleared out the entire apartment. Nothing except things like the refrigerator and the bed was left.
"This is not good." Woody whispered to himself, "Wait didn't Nigel say that she worked the night shift now."
So he hopped into his car again and headed to the morgue praying that he wasn't to late.
Outside the morgue
Jordan was now back to her 4 packs a day habit. She kept telling herself that it was only temporally, but deep down she knew that she was hooked again.
Jordan wondered who Woody was with tonight. Was it another clone? Or maybe this one would have an IQ. It really didn't matter anymore. Woody was out of her reach no matter how much she hated to admit it. She had lost. He was gone and there was nothing she could do.
Have you ever thanked the power above that you weren't visible at one point in time? This was one time that Jordan was actually praising God.
While smoking what was her third cigarette in the past 10 minutes (that's a lot I know) she heard a car door slam. Slowly, Jordan poked her head around the corner to she Woody jumping out of his car and running into the morgue.
(Jordan's thoughts)
They told him. That's why he is here. They told him about the changes in my life and he feels guilty. Why else would he be here? It is not like he is on duty. No, he feels guilty and being the Boy Scout that he is came to stop me. Well, I'm not going to let him. I already have everything I want out of my office. I even have my purse with me. It's time to go. I have to let go of Boston. I've got to run.
Garret's apartment
It had been a long day. Dealing with Jordan, without her knowing, is enough to exhaust any man if only he could get though to her and if only she would listen to him.
"Hmm… one message. Who would leave a message at this time of night?"
Beep
"I can't do this anymore. I have to move on and this is the only way I know how. I'm so sorry. Maybe just maybe one day I can come back, but right now I have to get out. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but if it is any consolation your not the first. Goodbye."
Beep End of message
"Oh no. Not this soon."
Garret knew she would run or at least try to run, but he thought he had more time than this. Now, he had to have the horrible task of notifying everyone.
Ring, Ring
"Macy" Garret answered his cell phone with a hint of grief.
"Dr. Macy. It's Woody. Have you heard from Jordan yet? She is not at the morgue and nothing is at her apartment. Do you know where she is?"
"Yes, I've heard from her."
"Well where is she?"
"She's gone."
