Chapter Seven

Woody leaned against the wall, rubbed his hand over his face, and let out a long sigh. He looked down at his bandaged hand and rebelliously pulled at the material. He had planned on taking it off but wasn't able to get the knot untied with only one hand. He frowned at Jordan's handy work…She probably knew he would try to remove it. He slid down the wall so that he was now sitting on the floor. The room seemed so much colder and emptier. It had been somewhat of a comfort having her here with him…and now she was gone.

Before she had left she had reassured him that she would be back…promised him that he would be o.k. She couldn't make promises like that, and he knew it. Although he didn't doubt that Jordan would do everything in her power to get him out, he also knew that there was a huge chance that he was stuck here. Stuck here until those people came back and did whatever it was they planned to do to him.

A small smile suddenly appeared on Woody's face. She had kissed him. If he closed his eyes he could still feel her lips on his and her body close to his chest. He had seen this look in her eyes before she had pulled him toward her. A look that he had only seen once before, but had never forgotten. The look that she had given him that night so many years ago in the desert. He could remember every detail about that kiss…but he hadn't remembered it being anything like how she had kissed him tonight. He had forgotten about trying to escape… about where they were…about everything, except her. His body had reacted to her with such intensity that Woody was surprised that he hadn't just taken her against the wall.

He sighed again. She was safe now. He had to keep reminding himself that she was safe.

A loud noise outside the door instantly heightened Woody's senses. He had been carefully listening for anything that would tell him that someone was coming. The noise though had disappeared as quickly as it had came. Woody's ears strained to hear anything through the defining silence.

Woody stood up and walked cautiously towards the door. There was no sound. He told himself to calm down. If he kept jumping at every single noise he was going topanic...and panicking was the last thing he needed to do.He was about to return to his seat against the wall when the quiet rattle of keys made him freeze. He was close enough to the door to hear the key turn in the lock and watch the handle slowly open the door. Woody followed the door as it steadily swung open so that he was behind it. He watched through the gap between the door and the frame as a man walked in with his gun drawn.

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"What the hell do you mean you won't go in there?" Jordan almost yelled in Seely's face. She could feel her blood boiling at his refusal to cooperate. Shewas very very tempted to swing her fist in the man's direction.The police had arrived at the warehouse in record time...she had to give them that.At least five squad cars had driven up in less than ten minutes after Jordan had called them from Garrets phone. Since then thing had been in a frenzy. For at least the last twenty minute Jordan had been asked the same questions by at least five different people working for both the Boston P.D and the FBI. Not including the heavy interrogation she had received from Garret. He had scolded her, while they had waited for the police, for not telling anyone where she going and then getting herself in trouble. A line she had heard as many times from him as she had from Woody.

She had answered all the questions as well as possible, and had told them everything she knew. She had made her way over to Detective Seely as quickly as she could to get an update on the plans they had made to get Woody out. She had been told that he had been working on it from the moment he had got here. When she had asked him when he was going in, he had told her that he wasn't. Jordan couldn't help but be angry.

"We can't send a team in yet" he answered "The FBI have priority in this case and their not letting us anywhere near that building"

"There is a man inside that building and he could die if you don't do something" Jordan had replied. She wasn't about to let them abandon Woody when he had done so much for them.

"There is nothing I can do, Dr Cavanaugh" Seely had started to walk away and Jordan was left to stare at him in shock. They were going to do nothing. They were going to leave him in there. They were going to let him die. A strong panic started to rise up inside of her. She felt physically sick. As if on reflex, she started to walk after Seely. She was not going to stand by and let this happen.

"That's crap Seely" she yelled over everybody else's noise. Some people had stopped and were staring at her.

" I'll tell you what you can do!"

"Dr Cavanaugh" Seely warned, but Jordan ignored it.

" You can tell the FBI where they can stick their 'priority', and you can get a team together and send them in there to rescue Detective Hoyt..."

"Jordan" Garret had placed his hand on her shoulder, obviously trying to calm her down. Jordan shrugged his hand away and continued.

" There is a good man's life in danger here, and you all want to stand back and watch him die. Well you know what…"

"Lets go Jordan" Garret pulled at her arm in one last attempt to make her stop.

"That makes you worse than those scumbags that are going to kill him" Seely stared at her with no emotion showing on his face. Jordan felt a bitter disappointment that her word seemed to have no effect on him. After a moment Seely turned toward the uniform standing next to him.

"Please escort Dr Cavanaugh off the premises" he ordered, making Jordan's heart drop " And make sure she stays behind the barriers."

Hope you liked it. Next chapter will be up really soon. Maybe even tomorrow if i can get it all written by then.