A/N: SORRY ABOUT THE LAST CHAPTER, IT WAS NOT INTENDED TO LOOK LIKE ONE BIG CHAPTER. HOPE THIS ONE COMES OUT OKAY. AS ALWAYS, I DON'T OWN ANYTHING CROSSING JORDAN. SO ENJOY, THERE'S MUCH MORE TO COME.

CHAPTER 3: WHAT IF?

Jordan couldn't help but feel guilty about what was happening. "This is all my fault", she said looking up at the others.

"What?" Lilly asked incredulously. "Jordan, this is not your faul. How could it be?"

"What do you mean, your fault?" Garret asked.

"I should have been working with Woody on the sniper case, but instead I was helping that jerk railroad you," she replied, looking at Garret.

"Jordan, you were just doing what you were told, you didn't have a choice," Lilly added, her stomach turning at the thought of Slokum.

"Oh God Lilly", Jordan said looking at her friend. "What if he doesn't make it, what if he isn't strong enough?"

"Jordan", Lilly started, her eyes filling with tears at the thought of Woody dying, "You can what if yourself to death, but in the end, you have to know you made the only decision you could." She paused to compose herself. Remember what happened with my mom?" Lilly continued.

Jordan reached for her hand and nodded.

"They need to get his infection under control, you did the right thing."

Jordan looked up, distraught. "He has to be okay Lilly, I can't lose him, he means everything to me."

"I know", Lilly whispered comfortingly, "I know."

It felt like days before there was any news. "What's taking so long?", Max asked looking at Garret.

Another hour went by, about three hours into the surgery, before a nurse came to find the group. She walked briskly up to Jordan. "You're Dr. Cavanaugh, right?"

"Yes", Jordan replied, standing up. "Yes I am."

"Well, the surgery on Detective Hoyt is going as well as can be expected.", the nurse stated. "The doctor wants you to know that they have removed most of the infected tissue and are finishing the repairs on the damages done by the bullet, which appear to be extensive." The nurse reached out to Jordan, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "The doctor decided it was better to do the repairs now, so Detective Hoyt would not have to endure another operation. That's what's taking so long." She looked back at the group, smiling faintly. "He'll be out of surgery soon, and after recovery, they will bring him back here to the ICU; then you can see him."

"Okay?" Jordan nodded, feeling anything but reassured.

"Thank you very much for the update.'' Garret said blankly. Extensive, what does that mean, she thought, but knew exactly what it could mean.

Jordan felt hot tears well up in her eyes again as she let out a soft sigh, and slumped back down into a chair.