Woody went back to the morgue at 4:30 that afternoon, with hopes that Dr. Macy had processed the hairs. He immediately went to Dr. Macy's office and was about to knock on the door.
"He's in there with someone," said Lily who had appeared in the hallway.
"Thanks Lily. I guess I'll just wait out here then," Woody replied.
"Is it something I can help you with?" Lily offered.
"Umm..., I just needed to talk with him," said Woody.
"Oh. Okay," replied Lily. She disappeared down the hallway.
"Hey Woody," said Jordan as she left her office. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just waiting for Dr. Macy. I needed to talk with him," said Woody.
"Okay. I have to get down to autopsy, but I'll catch up with you later," replied Jordan.
"I'll be waiting," said Woody smiling. Just then the door opened to Garrett's office. The man left and Woody entered.
"Hey Dr. Macy. Did you get those results yet?" asked Woody.
"Yeah. I got them shortly before you came in. But before I give them to you Woody, you have to tell me what's going on. I know you well enough to assume that there is more to these results than you're telling me," said Garrett.
"Well, you know what they say when you assume things," replied Woody.
"No. What do they say?" asked Garrett.
"That's not important right now. Come on Dr. Macy. Just tell me," said Woody.
"No. Not unless you tell me what's going on," said Garrett.
"Fine. I'll just find someone else to do it," said Woody, turning to leave.
"Don't walk away Woody," said Garrett.
"Did you want something?" asked Woody.
" No. I just always wanted to say that. Listen, I know that one of those samples was yours. I don't know what you want to keep secret, but just tell me. I promise I won't tell Jordan," said Garrett.
"Why would you say that Dr. Macy?" asked Woody.
" I just figured that you wouldn't tell me whatever you're hiding because you thought I would tell her," said Garrett.
"I don't want anyone to know. So if I tell you, you have to keep it secret," replied Woody
"You have my guarantee," said Garrett.
"Okay. The other sample is a 14 year old girl's who, just yesterday, told me that I was her father. I just wanted to make sure she was before I get emotionally involved," Woody confessed.
"I think you already are emotionally involved," replied Garrett who, undoubtedly, was surprised by the news.
"Come on, Dr. Macy. Just tell me," said Woody.
"The results confirmed that she IS your daughter," said Garrett at last.
"Are you sure, Dr. Macy? You're not joking with me?" asked Woody.
"Take a look for yourself," said Dr. Macy, handing the papers to Woody. " I won't tell anybody."
"Thanks, Dr. Macy. But..., I need to tell Jordan about this. I just hope it doesn't change anything," replied Woody.
"Why would it?" asked Garrett.
"I don't know. I just know her and I hope she won't hate me," replied Woody.
"I don't think you're giving Jordan enough credit. Sure she's a pessimist, but I don't think she'll react the way you think she will. Just go and tell her. She might surprise you," said Garrett.
Woody left Dr. Macy's office. He knew he had to tell Jordan, and he thought this was as good a time as any. By now, Jordan had left the autopsy room, and was sitting in her office. Jordan smiled when she saw him enter.
"Hey stranger," she said smiling, as he entered.
"Hey, Jordan," Woody replied.
" So what's new?" she asked.
"I am glad you asked. I have some big news, and I still can't believe it," he replied.
"Well, what is it Woody?" Jordan asked.
" I umm, I have a 14 year old daughter," said Woody.
"What!" said Jordan shocked.
"I have a daughter," Woody said again.
"You had a little Hoyt running around and you didn't tell me?" asked Jordan in a surprised voice.
"I didn't even know there was a "little" Hoyt running around until yesterday. That was the girl who came here looking for me yesterday," replied Woody. "Are you mad at me?"
"No. Why would I be?" asked Jordan.
"I don't know. I just hope this doesn't change anything between us," said Woody.
"Woody, you have a daughter. So what. I don't hate you for it. It was out of your control, and it won't change anything, so don't worry," replied Jordan.
"Wow, Jordan. I thought you would react differently," said Woody.
"I know. I'm surprising people all the time," she said smiling.
"Well, I guess I'll talk to you later. I better get going back to the precinct," replied Woody.
"Okay, and Woody," said Jordan.
"Yeah?" he said, turning around.
"Call me if you need help, or... just want to talk about it," she said.
"Thanks," Woody replied. As he left, he felt relieved. Jordan didn't hate him and he knew that Hannah was his daughter.