Ok so this neglected fic is officially UNNEGLECTED! Sorry it took so long!

Shoutouts go to Moonders, Supershipper, Jessa and dear dear AB. Aw poor Liz, hope this doesn't cause you TOO much pain…

Oh and just a little warning, this fic is about to go into overdrive... This chapter is going to be quite violent and we have a few drug references... Just warning ya!


"So, Dev, let's say we cut you up and make you into a Devan sandwich? Eh, get it? Like beef devon?"

Jordan laughed at her little joke… well, it was quite funny.

Devan pouted , of course, in her pouty little poutish way of pouting.

"I swear, I'm just bones! I wouldn't taste nice!"

Meanwhile, Woody was off in his own little world. "Devan sandwich… that's wrong… on more than one level…"

Jordan frowned, and then snapped back into her 'ME turned crazed maniac with dentist equipment' mode.

"We really should get started…"

Woody quickly snapped back into his "detective with the Boston PD turned maniac accomplice out to get his 'could have been' girlfriend" mode.

'Could have been' girlfriend?

In his dreams.

Hahahahahahahaha………. NIGHTMARES!

Jordan was already looking through the dentist stuff. She grabbed two surgical masks, and handed one to Woody. They put on their masks, smiling at each other with their eyes. Devan Magpouter, for once, was actually not pouting in the poutily poutish way that only Devan Magpouter could pout.

She was whimpering.

Holding one of those clamp things that dentist use, Jordan explained the procedure…

"So, we're gonna stick these in you mouth and pull out your teeth. Cool?"

"No!" Devan spat out, spitting out spit as well as words… or word.

Jordan grinned. "I'll take that as a yes. Ok, so… cool, Woody, here's your teeth pullerer… Ok, here we go…"

"WAIT! STOP RIGHT THERE!"

Jordan and Woody paused and look expectantly at Devan, their smiles saying "innocent" but their eyes saying "GUILTY!"

"What about anaesthetic?"

'Blank' played across both Woody and Jordan's faces. Jordan tilted her head, looking at Woody. "Oh, was that the stuff we shot up earlier?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah that's right. I flew!"

Devan raised an eyebrow, a disbelieving smile creeping over her lips. "Did you say flying?"

Devan cracked up, laughing her ugly little head off. "Oh, don't worry, it's just an insider joke…"

Of course, neither Jordan or Woody found this slightly amusing, because insider jokes are no good if you aren't one of the insiders, and Devan's smile quickly evaporated.

"So Woody, where were we?" Jordan enquired , before turning to Devan and laughing evilly. "Oh that's right, we were PULLING YOUR TEETH OUT!"

So back in with the clamps… and NO anaesthetic!

Jordan smiled her oh so evil smile and shoved back Devan's head, forcing her mouth open wide.

First the bottom teeth… the two clamps closed tightly around two of Devan's teeth. Devan winced in sheer terror, Jordan's voice echoing through her ears.

"On the count of three, Wood?"

Devan could hear, but she couldn't see the secret words being sent from Jordan via the communication of their eyes! Mwah ha ha….

"One… Tw-"

"AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Devan's piercing scream would have been heard from a hundred miles away. That is, of course, if they had not been in an endless room that was in the middle of nowhere. Wait, no, it was not in the middle of nowhere, it was nowhere.

Tears poured down her face as her mouth filled with blood. The pain was simply excruciating. She shot a death-glare at Jordan, before turning to Woody. How could he do this to her? Woody knelt down so he was on Devan's level, and placed his hand on her cheek.

"Don't cry." He said, calmingly and soothingly. "It was because of you that I almost the most important person in my life. You know pain. You create agony."

"I hate you." Devan sobbed spitefully.

Woody was unruffled. "I don't hate you. I just wish I had never, ever met you." He stood up and walked over to Jordan, kissing her on the cheek. "Two down, two to go?"

Jordan smiled, handing him a clamp.

Devan wished to die… anything to put her out of the pain… and to know it was only going to get worse…

"One… Two… Three… … … … ? …"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The scream was louder, the agony was worse. Tears poured out of her eyes as blood poured out of her mouth.

Jordan stood there, not smiling, but happy. She'd accomplished something and the fact that she'd done it gave her a feeling of contentment, a feeling of calm.

Woody came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Another happy client." He whispered in her ear.


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