A/N: THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER. IT TAKES PLACE AFTER THE NEXT EPISODE, UNDER THE WEATHER. IT IS BASED ON ONLY WHAT I HAVE SEEN IN THE PREVIEWS AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THAT EPISODE WILL END. NOTHING BELONGS TO ME, NOT CROSSING JORDAN, NOT LAS VEGAS, NOT EVEN THE PLOT, I BORROWED THAT TOO. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
CHAPTER 4: LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
"You're stuck with me today, Woody. Jordan is sick, and I sent her home. She'll probably be by later, you know how well she listens. Hear that storm outside? It's been raining for almost a whole day, nonstop. That kinda makes being stuck in the hospital not such a bad thing, Huh? ", Garret said as he sat next to the bed. He started to read the newspaper out loud, as he did every day. He had read only the front page, a story about two missing boys, when he abruptly stopped and looked at Woody. Garret searched Woody's face for a response, any sign that the young detective was still inside that broken body. He knew that cases which involved kids had an extreme effect on Woody, but this time there was nothing. Garret wondered if reading to him was doing any good, if Woody could even here what he was saying. Then there was something, a slight change in Woody's face, a look of agitation maybe? Garret couldn't tell what it was, exactly, but he felt Woody wanted him to continue reading. So on to the second page he went.
Jordan's sick, what's wrong with her? I hope she's okay. Keep reading Doc, it takes my mind off these crazy dreams I'm having. I'm not sure what's real and what's a dream. In the last dream I had, I went to Las Vegas to find out how a show girl ended up committing suicide at the morgue which led to some crime boss in Vegas who was planning a hit here in Boston and I ended up married and in bed with that casino host Sam from the Montecito. Crazy isn't it? Now what about these missing boys? You said something about an abandoned mine shaft.
Woody was fading out again. He started to dream that Jordan had left the morgue intent on finding the two boys. She went to the mine shaft, in the pouring rain, and was trapped. She tried to rescue the boys as the mine became flooded. The water became higher and higher, until it was up to her neck. She tried to keep the boys afloat, but the water kept coming. It was getting darker and darker. He had to find Jordan, he had to save her and the boys. Woody found himself in the mine with the water engulfing him. He couldn't breath, he couldn't move as the water covered him. Then there was a light, a light at end of this tunnel. He swam to the light, it was so bright. He heard voices, he swam toward them. It was hard, but he kept moving toward the light and voices. Then it happened, his eyes started to come unglued and his body started to thaw from the cold, dark place he was stuck in. Woody opened his eyes to meet hers, for the first time in three months, he was looking at Jordan's face, and this time it wasn't a dream.
He only remebered bits and pieces of the las few months. He asked about Oliver, Riggs and the two boys, that seemed so real. Jordan explained that their stories were all over the news and papers. The nurses always had the television on, Garret read him the paper everyday and the rest of the gang filled him in on all of the current events. Oliver had been found mentally competent and was retried on the two murders from a few years ago, he was now awaiting execution. She laughed at how The Wizard of Oz would never be quite the same for her. Riggs had never excaped, and was tucked away in a jail cell, awaiting trial. And finally, the two boys were rescued and safe at home.
Jordan reassured him that she was never in any danger, and she was never mad at him. Actually, she had spent all of her free time at his bedside. He realized that he was mad at himself and his shooter and that his mind was playing out his feelings and fears in his dreams. Then he asked for the answer to the questionhe was fearing the most; how the surgery went. Jordan told him it went well, and after six weeks of rehab, he would be back on his feet. Woody wondered, Where have I heard that before?