Wow chapter two up already. I thought it would take me longer than this. Thanks for the great reviews so far, there very encouraging.

Chapter Two

Woody sighed and closed his eyes when she turned away, refusing to meet his angry stare. He saw her rub her hands up and down her arms, trying to keep warm. It was freezing in here and she was only wearing a T-shirt and jeans…typical Jordan attire. Woody mentally kicked himself when he realized he was taking off his own jacket and walking towards her. He wasn't supposed to be doing this…he was supposed to be mad. But that was the problem with Jordan Cavanaugh. No matter how crazy she made him, he could never stay angry with her long enough for it to matter. He had promised himself, over and over again, that he wasn't going to let her get to him, yet she still managed to yank his chains. And the worst thing about it was that he enjoyed it.

He gently dropped his coat over her shoulders as he sat down next to her, leaving a respectable distance in between them. He felt her tense up at his sudden nearness, but she slowly began to relax again. Woody notice, with satisfaction, that she pulled the coat around her body tightly.

"Thanks" she said quietly yet sternly, still not looking at him. He stayed sitting next to her and leaned back on the wall. There was a thick tension between them. The kind of tension where both of you want to say so much, but nobody knows where to begin. Finally it was Jordan who made the first move. Somehow he knew that if she hadn't, then he would have stayed silent.

"Just say it Woody," She said. Her voice was low and it betrayed no emotion. His anger was suddenly jolted at her comment, but at the same time it was dominated by a surge of guilt. He had berated her about this so many times that she knew what he was going to say. He let out another heavy sigh and frowned.

"I obviously don't need to Jordan" he replied. As much as he wanted to tell her how stupid she had been and how much she could have been hurt, he didn't want to start a fight. Not while they were stuck in this place. She looked up at him in surprise. She had been expecting a completely different reaction. After a moment she looked back over at the window and they were once again sitting in silence.

Garret and Nigel quickly made their way over to the precinct. After trying to get more help from the police department, they had both decided that there only hope was to check out Woody's office. Maybe something in there could tell them what was going on. They had almost made it to Woody's office without being noticed when Garret heard a voice call out behind them. He nearly groaned out loud when he turned to see Detective Seely coming towards them. He couldn't stand being around the man. Everything about Seely seemed to irritate him. He would tell others it was because he was a rude, arrogant, selfish man…but the real reason was because Seely was spending a lot of time with Lily. And that's what he didn't like.

"Can I help you guys with something?" Seely asked quickly. He obviously just wanted to know why they were here and how quickly he could get rid of them.

"Were just gonna take a quick look around Woody's desk" Garret answered. Seely wasn't worth lying too.

"Look around his desk?" Seely replied "I'm gonna have to ask you why"

"Because both he and Jordan are missing and we need to find him that's why"

"I cant just let you search through Detective Hoyt's desk"

"I'm not asking for your permission" Seely glared at Garret for a moment before he looked away.

"If your searching his desk I'm going with you"

"Fine" Garret said and quickly turned and continued toward the desk in the corner of the room that was covered with papers. Nigel started sorting through the paper work while Garret picked up Jordan's handbag from the chair. He looked through it for a second and then put it back down on the chair.

"Cell phones missing" he said to Nigel.

"What exactly are you guys looking for?" Seely asked, but both men ignored the question. Nigel picked up a folder and flicked through it. He stopped suddenly when he saw Jordan signature on the autopsy report.

"This is it," He said to Garret "This is the case they were working on"

"We have to get out of here" she said suddenly. His head turned towards her when she spoke. He didn't reply, just looked at her and frowned. Jordan noticed for the first time that his hair was ruffled and his eyes had slight bags under them. She sighed when she realized that she must look the same, if not worse.

"We have to get out of here" she repeated, hoping to get more than a frown out of him this time. He looked down at the floor and ran his hand over his hair.

"And how are we supposed to that" He finally said without any enthusiasm. To Jordan the comment was on the edge of being sarcastic.

"Well what do you suggest we do detective". If he was going to insult her ideas then she was going to point out that he hadn't come up with anything better. Before he could answer, Jordan pushed herself of the floor and walked over to stand underneath the window. She stood staring up at it for a moment, deep in thought. Suddenly she turned around to face him. He was watching her with a frown of confusion across his face. She took his jacket off her shoulders and placed it across a crate before he said anything.

"What are you doing?" She could hear the worry and slight panic behind his voice. She rolled her eyes, careful to make sure he didn't see her. He worried way too much. She placed her hands flat on the wall in front of her and looked up again before answering.

"I can fit through the window"

Hope you enjoyed ch.2. For those that asked; The story isnt really episode realated so i didnt write it with any episode or season in mind. But you can put it wherever you think it fits best.