Author's note: I wanted to give ya'll something today so this is it. I just remembered that I had an English paper (which will hopefully bring up my D) due tom. So sorry if this is shorter then what you expected. I wanted to make it longer but ran out of time

It was Jordan. No doubt about it.

Woody could tell it was her even through all the bandages and bruises. No matter what happened to her, she still had this overwhelming presence. And he could feel it as soon as he walked into the hospital room.

It was brutal. Her legs were broken and she had been stabbed in the side. She also had a black eye and many different bones broken in her face.

Woody couldn't help but think that it was his fault. If he hadn't of pushed her this would have never happened. They could be sitting at her apartment watching a movie and having fun.

She was in critical condition.

What if something went wrong and she died? What would become of him then? He couldn't even think about that right now. He just had to be by her. Maybe they would even let him hold her. He just needed to feel her presence.

It took Woody a while to realize that Garret had put his had on his shoulder. He was glad that Garret came. He wouldn't know how to tell him about all of this over the phone.

But how would they tell the others?