Disclaimer- Allan, Tim, please oh please can we have them? Okay but can we have Garret for the weekend? We promise to return him and we won't break him.

Authors' Note- Well it looks like these two just can't seem to believe in themselves or each other. C'mon guys, have a little faith.


Garret's POV

We sit for what seems an eternity not speaking. I wonder if it's possible to die from waiting. Waiting for the axe to fall, to hear her say that the kiss meant nothing. She runs a finger around the brim of the Styrofoam cup and says 'So'. I hold my breath, hoping and fearing at the same time. I have to be careful not to let anything show on my face. If Jordan realizes how I feel, she'll be crushed. I can't let her hurt over me; she has enough to deal with already.

No matter what she has to say to me, she's still my Jo. My best friend and I'll be damned if I'll see her hurt by anyone. She deserves so much more than she gets. Deserves love and happiness and I'm damn well going to see that she get as little pain as possible.

"So." I repeat, hoping to just get it over with so I can get to my office, where I don't have to worry about her seeing how this is killing me. For a moment I thought I saw something there in her eyes, but it's just me, leading with my heart again. She drops her eyes to the coffee in her cup and takes a deep breath. As she rattles off her plea to just forget the whole thing, I can hardly breathe past the lump in my throat.

Her eyes are back on my face now, time to see if I could have been an actor. I manage to keep my face completely neutral as I feel her eyes searching for any hint that I might tell her to get out the way he did. That I might reject her because she doesn't want more.

That's not happening, Jo, I'll be damned if I'll be another man who let you down. Another man who walked away just when you opened up. I'm here for whatever you need Jordan, for as long as you need me.

I nod my head and say something in agreement. Get out now, before you lose it, Macy. Walk away with some small piece of dignity intact and save her the pain of knowing that you want what she doesn't have to give.

Maybe some day I'll be able to look back at this and laugh, but right now I just want a scotch, alright several scotches. I don't give a damn that its 9am, if we weren't short handed with Nigel out, I'd take the day off and get drunk in some low dive. Drink away this pain in my chest and stay drunk until I can smile again.

I start for the door to make my escape and she starts telling me about it. I really can't do this right now. I'm going to lose it if I stand here another minute.

Great, just lovely. You know, I can't be bestest girlfriend right now, commiserating over the guy she just dumped, cause I'm the guy in question. I glare at her, cutting off the rest of her thought ramble and make it to my office without any more delays.

I sit in the silence of my office, not even daring to turn on any music. If I heard anything approaching a love song, I would definitely lose it. I just need to hold it in until I get home, a couple of scotches and I'll be alright.

There really is no fool like an old fool; I did it to myself again. Led with my heart and now, I'm regretting it. You'd think I'd have learned after Maggie, Lily, Rene and Charlie Davis. If I had any sense, I'd swear off women permanently. I have the worst track record I've ever seen when it comes to love. I think this is it for me, no more. I'm done. No more falling, I'll stick with one night stands.

A/N- We never said there wouldn't be some angst, but will love win out in the end?