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Regret
Chapter 1 – It all begins.
The morning after Woody was shot Jordan awoke with a pounding headache. Her alcohol induced sleep had made her head feel like it would explode. She sat up slowly and felt the emotions of the night before sink in. She cried a fresh set of tears and then staggered to the bathroom. As she stood in the shower allowing the hot water to envelop her body, she pictured Woody weak and frail in his bed. She assumed his surgery would be in the next few hours and part of her wanted to be with him when he got out but the other part of her knew that wouldn't do any good. He was over her and she would have to be over him.
When she arrived at work, she was greeted by Nigel. "Good morning luv, how's Woody?"
"I wouldn't know Nige."
"Didn't you visit him again when you got off work?"
"Nope, I haven't seen him since yesterday afternoon."
"Is there something going on between you 2?"
"Nigel I don't want to talk about this."
With that Jordan tried to make it to her office without running into anyone else. When she sat down at her desk she decided she would work on her paperwork so she wouldn't have to talk to anyone. However 10 minutes later Slokum showed up at the door.
"Dr. Cavanaugh, I need you to go down to the harbour a body just washed up on shore."
As she looked up at him he commented. "Gee, you don't look so well. Perhaps you could fix your hair and make up at least. There is no need to represent the morgue looking like a junkie."
Slokum's words stung as she stood up. She went to the washroom and splashed water on her face. Then she covered the dark circles under her eyes with cover up and put on fresh makeup. She also re-did her hair in a much nicer bun and went on her way.
A/N: Sorry for how short this chapter is but it is just the introduction.