A/N: Hope I didn't upset too many of you with the cliffhanger I left you on, but I had to do it. Hope you keep reading! Not too much more to go either.

Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER- I don't own any of the characters of course and this is done purely for my own (and hopefully other's) entertainment. No profit is being made etc.

Chapter 5: Too Late?

4 cars and an ambulance pulled up to the abandoned gas station on Old Fig Road.

One dark sedan with a lone blue light on the dash skidded to a halt, immediately sending up a large cloud of dust. Woody, Garret and Nigel stepped out almost simultaneously.

"This is definitely the place" Woody said as he spotted Jordan's SUV to the left of the rusted gas pumps. He held his gun in front of him and gave Nigel a look that said don't move. Nigel didn't argue, he just stood there next to the car, not moving but ready to do whatever was needed when needed.

Several uniformed officers exited their squad cars and set their guns up.

The paramedics were on stand-by.

"Woody, be careful" Garret said as he stood next to his open car door.

Woody nodded an acknowledgement but in truth had no idea what Garret had said. His mind was on Jordan and getting her out of there.

Woody edged closer to the old building and motioned for the uniformed officers to follow slowly.

"Kenneth Morea. This is the Boston Police Department. Come out with your hands up"

No response. Woody edged closer again.

"Mr Morea, this is the Police. We have the building surrounded. Come out with your hands up. This is your final warning"

Again no response.

"That's it, I'm going in" Woody said to himself. "I'm coming in now, Mr Morea" Woody called.

"Woody…" Garret began.

"I know. I'll be careful" Woody turned and looked at Garret for a second before placing his hand on the door handle. It was locked. "Great" he muttered. He signaled to an officer to cover his back while he kicked the door in.

Inside it was dull. Some light filtered in through the curtained windows but not much. It took Woody's eyes a few seconds to adjust. Once they did he saw a shape on the floor in one corner. His heart skipped a beat or two as he rushed over. He soon realized it was a man. Probably Mr Morea. The shape didn't move when Woody reached down to feel for a pulse. There wasn't one. Then Woody noticed the blood pooling beside the man's skull.

"He's dead. Blew his own brains out by the looks" Woody announced. 2 officers had followed him in and were attending to the body.

Woody stood up and looked around "Jordan!" He called. "Jordan where are you?" His voice trembled on the second call.

He made his way through the nearest door; a little hesitant at what he might find.

The next room was empty. "Dammit" he said. He went back out into the main room of the building and noticed another door in the far corner. It was shut. Another officer was standing there fiddling with the lock.

"Move" Woody ordered, almost pushing the cop out of his way. He kicked the door in just as easily as he did the front door. Then he saw her. The sun was shining right onto her body, which lay so still on the center of the room. Next to her was the phone. "Oh God no. Jordan" Woody lowered his gun and ran to her. "Dr Macy! Nigel!" He called frantically. He gently turned her body over, no movement. Her eyes were closed and he couldn't tell if she was breathing. She had a blackened eye and a cut lip. "Shit" He said. His fingers went to her neck. They found a pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Then he noticed the blood. Her left arm was covered in it. He wanted to be sick. He'd seen this before, unfortunately, but this time it was different. It was Jordan. His Jordan. He immediately took his jacket off and pressed it to the wound on her arm.

"Woody!" Garret said, as he and Nigel entered the room, looking very concerned.

"She's got a pulse. But she's hurt real bad" Woody managed to get out.

Nigel's face fell. "Oh Jordan" he said softly.

"Nigel" Garret said, kneeling down to Jordan "Get the paramedics. NOW" He barked out.

"Right" Nigel said and in an instant was out the door yelling.

"Come on, Jordan" Garret said, checking her pulse for himself.

Woody moved himself so he could support Jordan's head on his lap. He gently stroked her hair and fought to keep his tears at bay. "Jordan. Wake up baby" He whispered.

"Here Woody, hold this" Garret said, placing Woody's hand on the jacket which was suppressing the blood flow. "She's lost a lot of blood"

"But she'll be ok" Woody said. He looked so young and fragile as he looked at Garret.

"She's Jordan" Was all Garret said.

Within minutes the Paramedics had Jordan in the ambulance and were tending to her. She still hadn't moved at all.

"I'm going to the hospital with her" Woody told Garret & Nigel, who both nodded in agreeance.

"We'll meet you there" Garret said.

Nigel said nothing.

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The ambulance pulled out and drove off leaving a cloud of dust behind the flashing lights and the crying siren.

"She will pull through wont she?" Nigel asked Garret as they got into Woody's car.

Garret's face was dark "I don't even know if Jordan's tough enough to pull through this"

"Oh she is" Nigel said.

"I hope so" Garret replied. The rest of the drive was done in silence.

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Back in the morgue, Lily & Bug were sorting out the 4 homicide victims that had been brought in. Thankfully they'd arrived later than expected but even so, it was a near impossible task to get anything started with just the two of them.

Most of their organizing had been done in silence but both were thinking the same thing; what happened out there? Was Jordan really dead?

They heard Garret's phone ringing and Lily answered it "Dr Macy's office. Lily Lebowski speaking"

"Lily, it's me" Nigel said.

"Nigel!" Bug was next to Lily in an instant "How- how is she? Is she ok?" Both their hearts were racing.

"She's…alive. But unconscious"

"But she'll be ok?" Lily asked.

Nigel sighed, "She's lost a lot of blood. She was beaten quite badly, and shot in the arm"

"Oh God" Lily said.

"Oh no" Bug said.

"But" Nigel attempted to lift his tone "If anyone can pull through this, its Jordan. Do you think we'd get rid of her that easily?" He attempted a joke.

"You're right" Said Lily.

"It's Jordan" Both Lily & Bug said together.

Nigel was silent for a second before speaking again "We're on our way to the hospital now. I'll call you as soon as I know more"

"Alright" Lily said.

"Ok. Bye" Nigel hung up.