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Making Up is Hard To Do

Chapter 5 – I'm too late

When Garret arrived, he asked how Woody's surgery had gone. Jordan said she didn't know yet. She told him his surgery was postponed until 3. Garret told her they should probably go and get ready to pick up Cal. Jordan agreed even though she desperately wanted to go see Woody. The whole time she was there alone she tried to gain the courage to go see him but she couldn't get that courage. She followed Garret out to the car and he told her they would stop and get lunch first. Jordan then turned to Garret and said, "Garret, I appreciate you trying to help me out but can I please go alone to pick up Cal." She was terrified he'd be hurt but he looked at her with a smile. "Of course." She was confused but didn't dwell on it. Her and Garret went out for lunch and then he dropped her off at her apartment and she drove to the airport. She wandered over to the arrival/departure list and found his flight was delayed an hour. She wandered into a café. She bought herself a coffee and a magazine and sat to read it. Finally Cal's plane arrived and Jordan ran quickly to meet him. As he wandered towards her she became increasingly nervous.

"Hey, I'm glad you made it. How was your flight?"

"It was fine. How's Woods?"

"His surgery was delayed until 3 so last I saw he was just sitting angrily in his bed."

"Have you talked to him?"

"No I haven't talked to him since he kicked me out."

"Well than how have you seen him?"

"He has a window, I check on him, I just can't go in."

Tears began to form in her eyes. They reached her vehicle and she began to sob. She could no longer hide her tears and Cal turned to her.

"Hey, its okay to cry Jordan."

"I love him, Cal and he doesn't want me anymore. He's done with me. I'm too late."

"You're not to late. If I can come and see him, you can see him again too. Jordan he threw me out of his apartment because I was partially responsible for having one your friends almost killed. He probably still hasn't forgiven me and if he kicks me out, I won't leave. Just be firm and make him listen. That's what I am going to do."

Jordan hugged Cal and it made her cry even harder. A couple walking by were a little disturbed by Jordan's crying. The lady asked Cal if she was all right and he responded she was fine, just a little shook up.

"Come on Jordan, let's go to the hospital."

"I'm sorry Cal, I shouldn't dish this out on you."

"Hey it's fine, if you need to cry then cry and don't worry about me. I'll just listen."

Jordan never felt more comforted. She got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the parking spot.

When they arrived at the hospital both Cal and Jordan were hesitant but they got out of the vehicle anyway. Cal followed Jordan through the hospital. Jordan was becoming more nervous but she wouldn't let Cal know it. As they reached Woody's room they observed he was still in surgery.

"Is Detective Hoyt's surgery going okay?" Cal asked terrified something was wrong.

"I'm sorry who are you?" The nurse asked, "I can't give personal information out to just anyone."

"I'm his brother."

"I'm sorry you aren't listed here as an emergency contact."

Jordan came over and the nurse recognized her immediately. "Oh, Dr. Cavanaugh, is he with you?"

"Yes he is, this is Woody's brother, Calvin Hoyt."

The nurse said hello and said as far as she knew his surgery went fine and he would be out of the recovery room shortly.

10 minutes later, Woody's even weaker body emerged from the elevator. He was pale and his eyes were closed so he didn't see Cal or Jordan. The nurse told them they could go in but they shouldn't stay long because he needed to rest, so he could recover from his surgery. They entered the room and Woody stirred to see Cal and Jordan come into the room. "Surprise!" Cal said. Woody looked so weak but his voice was so cold it could freeze the Cayman Islands. "What are you doing here?" Then he saw Jordan, "and what is she doing here?" His voice was angry and neither one knew how to respond. Cal looked heartbroken.

"Woods, I came to see you. You got shot and I am your brother. I love you man and I am not going to desert you now. You never deserted me when I needed you."

Woody just glared at him. "Well I don't need you." He responded.

"Well unfortunately for you Woods, I'm not leaving whether you need me or not."

Jordan still had said nothing. She had no idea how to respond and her brain told her to run but her heart wouldn't let her leave.

"Well Jordan, what are you doing back in here, I asked you to leave, I don't need your pity." Woody used all his strength to yell the last comment. Tears formed in Jordan's eyes but her feet remained planted on the ground. "Woody, I don't pity you, I don't feel sorry for you, but I do love you. You know deep inside that what I said to you, I meant. Don't throw me out Woody, I really love you." Jordan couldn't believe she was able to say those words. She was begging Woody to let her stay in his room and in his life.

"Jordan, I can't take your issues anymore. You can't commit to me when I reach out to you, but when I push you away and force myself to try to get over you, you suddenly love me. I don't understand your logic Jordan. Its pity you just don't know it yet and a few years down the road you will resent me or just be unhappy. You don't need me and you certainly don't love me. Now please just go, for god sakes just go. I can't take us anymore Jordan; I can't play these games. I want to move on and I want you to let me."

Cal jumped in then, "Woody, I don't think you are being fair. I know you're mad but I don't understand why you're mad at Jordan. She didn't do anything except love you."

Jordan turned to him, "Don't worry about it Cal, I get it, I told you he didn't need me. That's what I told everyone and they wouldn't listen. I'm fine, if that's what he wants then I am obliged to give it to him." She turned to Woody, "I give up, I don't want to play games either and since you can't trust I love you, then I'll leave, but I'm not going to get over you. I do love you Woody this isn't pity. See you around Cal, I'll bring your stuff in."

Jordan turned out of the room and wandered out to her car. She grabbed Cal's stuff and was carrying it back in when Cal met her. "I'll take it Jordan, thanks and I'm sorry for what he did to you. I didn't realize how harsh he could be. I hate that he did that. I know its in anger and frustration but that was so unnecessary."

"I should have expected it Cal. I was an idiot; I can't force him to want me. He doesn't want me in his life and I have to respect that."

She gave him his stuff and went back to her car. Her heart hurt and she felt so lost and trapped. She thought of going to Garret but she decided against it. She could finally get away and she knew it. She drove to her apartment and entered to find her phone ringing. "Hello," she said.

"Hey love its Nigel and I need you to come down to the morgue immediately."

Jordan agreed and got into her car once again. She started the ignition and headed for the morgue.