Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Crossing Jordan.

A/N: I am so sorry for how long it took me to update this story but I did learn that I can't write 2 stories at the same time. So I decided to finish Regret, the other story I was working on before finishing this one because I found it easier to write. If you get a chance I would love it if you checked that one out. Anyway I hope you forgive me for taking so long to update, well here it goes.

When Angels Cry

Chapter 9 – I didn't kill my son.

Jordan followed Harold Seely into the conference room. "I didn't kill my son."

Jordan stared at him bewildered, "Mr. Seely we had never suspected you of murdering your son."

"I wish to explain some things to you before you finish Matt's autopsy. I would appreciate going somewhere a little more private."

Jordan glanced at his hand and noticed a small handgun glistening in the fluorescent light.

Jordan felt terrified, she could feel her heartbeat coursing through her body so rapidly she thought it would explode. "Whoa, what are you doing?"

"Ms. Cavanaugh I would appreciate being escorted out of here and don't make a scene, I am an excellent shot."

"How am I supposed to get you out of here without being questioned?"

"It's your life on the line, you make that call."

Jordan could practically feel the bullet coursing her skin.

"If you didn't kill your son, then why do you have me at gunpoint?"

"I've done a lot in my life that I am not proud of, a lot that could put me behind bars. Now stop stalling, let's just get out of here."

Before now, Jordan had begun to realize she was always comforted of the hope that Woody would come and save her and up until now that always happened, but today she knew that was physically impossible. "Listen unless you murdered one of these people and there is convicting evidence then you aren't in any trouble."

"Matt's body can reveal a lot more than you know."

"Mr. Seely I am begging you not to do something stupid here okay… Okay, I have an idea, but you have to promise to me first that you won't use that gun on me. I can help you."

"I won't make any promises Dr. Cavanaugh, now we either walk out of here alive or you die right here in front of all your colleagues."

"Alright, just follow me."

"No, I thought I'd just sit here with the gun in my hand."

"Well you definitely have your son's personality, I must say."

Jordan stood up and opened the door. Harold followed her into the hallway. Framus, Lily and Nigel were no where to be seen. However, Bug came towards her down the hall. "Hey Jordan is everything all right, you look a little tense?"

"Yeah, Bug everything's fine, umm can you tell Framus, Lily and Nigel that I stepped out for coffee with Mr. Seely?"

"Uhhh, yeah sure Jordan." Then he walked away and Harold and Jordan made their way to the elevator.

"Dr. Cavanaugh, may I ask where you are going?"

"Mr. Seely and I are on our way out for coffee."

"Are you taking your break?"

"Yes, Dr. Slocum, I am taking my break."

"Well please be back in 15 minutes and Mr. Seely, I am very sorry for your loss. Your son was a good man, I had the pleasure of knowing him personally."

Jordan wanted to sock him.