A/N: HERE'S ANOTHER CHAPTER, THE NEXT FEW WILL BE SHORT BUT NECESSARY. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. AGAIN, I DON'T OWM THEM, JUST THIS STORY.
CHAPTER 22: MOVING DAY
By the time Woody and Max arrived at the house, Jordan had created a makeshift ramp using an old piece of plywood and was done cleaning out the den. "What did you do Jordan, fly home?", Max chuckled as he helped Woody push through the doorway. "Funny Dad.", Jordan laughed. Just then Bailey, Max's Irish setter, jumped on Woody. "Hey, girl.", Woody said petting the friendly dog. Jordan turned to Woody, "Get down Bailey.", she scolded. "I hung your clothes up in the closet, there are fresh towels in the bathroom, and…." "Jordan, thank you.…..for everything.", Woody said softly as he took her hand. She felt her heart jump, just as there was a knock at the door.
Nigel, Cal, Garret, and two burly moving men came through the front door with a hospital bed, mattress, and a box of other supplies. Woody glared up at Cal as he passed, walking into the den with the box. "We replaced the plywood with a real ramp.", Garret said laughing. "That was Jordan.", Max pointed. "What? I'm a doctor, not a carpenter.", she smiled back, heading for the den. The setup was quick and as the others left, Lily dropped off the prescriptions for Woody and his change. "The police have the best coverage, pharmacist said that was like three hundred dollars of medication.", she hugged him and left.
Woody flew past Cal, barely missing his toes, to find Jordan unpacking the large box of all to familiar equipment. "Sorry for all the trouble.", Woody said softly. "It's really no trouble Woody, so stop apologizing. It's late, let's get you ready for bed.", she said. "I can take it from here Jordan, you should go home.", Woody said turning away. "Um…..I'm staying tonight, and so is Cal. There's plenty of room upstairs. Well if you need anything, I'll be out here.", Jordan said pointing to the living room. "Sure, thanks.", Woody replied. Jordan sat patiently on the couch , listening in case Woody called for help. Cal came out of the kitchen and handed Jordan a mug of coffee. He sat next to her as he sipped his coffee, "I was so stupid, Jordan." She looked at him, "No Cal, you're not stupid, foolish maybe, but not stupid. It was very nice what you did for him." "Thanks Jordan.", Cal smiled.
"You know, you still have to apologize for what happened earlier.", she commanded. "I know, I just hope he doesn't throw something at me.", Cal joked. It took Woody almost an hour to get ready for bed. Jordan peeked in as he was coming around to the bed. "Goodnight Woody.", she said, kissing the top of his head and quickly leaving. "Goodnight Jordan.", he called after her. Woody pulled back the blankets, "Need a hand?", Cal called from the doorway. Calvin helped his brother into the bed, "Listen Woody, about what I did…..and said, I'm really….really sorry." "I know.", Woody said sharply. Cal turned to leave. "Oh and Calvin……..thanks.", his tone a little softer. "Anything for you Woods.", Cal called back as he ran upstairs.