A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for the reviews. Great to know people are reading this. Sorry it's taken so long for the update- I've been so busy this past week. Hope you haven't given up on me!

This is just a short chapter to keep you going.

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Chapter 4: Worst That Could Happen

"Hurry up" Woody said, barely able to keep still.

"I'm going as fast as I can, Woody" Nigel said as he waited for the exact location of the phone Jordan had called from.

"Go faster"

Nigel just sighed. He sympathized with Woody. He loved Jordan; they all did. "Come on" He muttered to the computer.

"There it is!" Woody said as a spot on the computer screen flashed green "Old Fig Road. Looks about 2 miles down. You're a genius, Nigel"

"Well, I don't know about that" Nigel said, smiling. "Now what are you going to do?"

"Go get her" Woody said, determined.

"Are you sure that's wise? This man, possibly men, kidnapped Jordan, and probably killed his wife and you're just going to barge in there and be the hero?"

Woody shrugged "Pretty much, yeah"

"Just clarifying. Can I come?"

"What? No. Nigel, it could be dangerous"

"Your point being? I live for danger" Nigel almost pleaded.

Woody sighed "Whatever. Just don't do anything that could get Jordan hurt!"

"Wouldn't dream of it" Nigel stood up and the pair walked out into the corridor where they bumped into Bug.

"Where are you two going?" Bug demanded.

"To rescue Jordan" Nigel said, almost excitedly.

"What? Does Dr Macy know?" Bug didn't like the idea of them going out there. Especially if they left him behind.

"He's better off not knowing. He'll only try and stop us" Woody said, pushing past Bug.

"He'll only try and stop who?" Garret said, stepping out in front of Woody, stopping him in his tracks "Woody, you're not going out there"

"Yes I am, Garret"

"No, you're not. Look I rechecked the wound on Mrs Brandone. Come into my office, in case Jordan calls"

Woody sighed. Nigel looked slightly disappointed and Bug looked almost pleased they weren't going after all. The three men followed Garret into his office.

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"Time to call your boss again" Morea said to Jordan.

"What, and interrupt this riveting game of sit-here-and-do-nothing?"

"Just call" Morea shoved the phone into her lap.

Jordan dialed from memory.

"Hey Garret. Long time no chat" Jordan said. Morea looked darkly at her. "Any news? Preferably good"

"Afraid not. COD was definitely a blunt object to the back of the head. Practically impossible for someone to have enough strength to do it to themselves. Double checking on the weapon, a metal rolling pin, brought up only one set of prints. Belonging to a Mr Kenneth Morea"

Jordan turned to her captor "Bad news. Looks like you did it. Why lie?"

Morea's eyes narrowed "I'm not lying" He growled and took a step toward her, gun raised and cocked at her head.

Jordan attempted to back away "Hey ok. You didn't lie. It's cool. We'll just…" She swung the phone on it's cord and hit Morea in the face.

"You BITCH" He yelled and fired a shot. Jordan fell to the ground, not moving.

"Jordan?" Four worried voices came through the receiver.

"Jordan's dead" Kenneth Morea said coldly and pulled the cord from the wall.