Woody woke up the next morning and smiled. Jordan was curled up into him, a blanket draped over both of them. She looked so peaceful, so happy when she slept.

"No getting up. Too early, too comfortable." Jordan murmured. "Now stop watching me sleep and join me. Back to bed Farm Boy.

Woody let out a quiet chuckle, he knew Jordan would know he was awake.

"Okay, but just another hour or so, then we have to get up." Woody yawned. It was barely eight o'clock but they were both exhausted and he knew he hadn't gotten much sleep since the shooting, and everything had spoiled between him and Jordan. And it seemed something kept her from sleeping well too. They drifted back to sleep, Woody's arms draped around Jordan and her arms resting on his chest.

They awoke, for real this time, a little after eleven. It was a late morning, but still morning. After everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours, let alone the past four months, one late morning was acceptable. Jordan had never felt more safe than she did that night.

Woody, my protector, my knight in shining armor. Even after everything we have been through we somehow managed to end up together again, back as friends, best friends even. And now maybe even…together for real! I hope so, Woody is everything I ever wanted and everything I could ever need. He knows me better than anyone. Better than my own father, better than Garrett even! Woody is the only man I have ever put such complete trust in. I need him. He needs me. Somehow this twisted universe put us together to balance each other out. Lucky me.

Drawing herself out of her inner thoughts, Jordan called out to Woody.

"What do you have planned for today?"

"Actually," Woody said coming out of the bedroom in jeans and a "Boston PD" tee shirt, "I have to drop by the precinct real quick to pick up a few files and drop off a report. Do you mind?"

"Not at all, I'm spending my time off with you. I got nothing on the calendar. It's all about you." Jordan winked.

"Okay then. Why don't we drive to the precinct then catch a late lunch/breakfast and try to see a movie?" Woody suggested.

"Can we see the new Zorro movie?" Jordan jumped a little, excited at the prospect of a day out.

"Whatever you want Jo. My treat."

"I wouldn't expect anything else. And I definitely wouldn't accept anything else." Jordan laughed as she ran out the door.

Woody smiled and chased after her, quickly locking the door on his way out. He caught Jordan as she was running into the elevator. He grabbed her around the waist and spun her around inside the little box. Pinning her up against the wall, he pressed the "G" button for ground floor.

"You should know by now you can never escape me." Woody smiled coyly.

"You should know by now I don't want to." Jordan smirked.

As Woody leaned in for another kiss following last night's events, the elevator doors opened and two small children charged in fighting one another as their mother ran after then holding a small baby and a diaper bag.

Woody held the door and reluctantly guided Jordan to his car. He opened her door for her like a perfect gentleman. He held her hand as he drove to the precinct, tracing small circles on the back of her hand. They sat in silence, but a comfortable silence. They knew they loved each other, they knew they needed each other, they knew they were safe together…what else did they need?

Woody placed his hand on Jordan's back as he walked into the precinct, holding his files to return in his spare hand. Lu saw him and smiled. He gave her a small nod and a wink.

"Thank you." He mouthed.

"Glad to help. Congrats." Lu mouthed in return.

Jordan took a seat at Woody's desk as he ran to return the files and retrieve his paperwork.

"Hello there Jordan."

Jordan looked up and saw JD looking right at her.

"How are you here? Aren't you in custody or something? I saw them handcuff you!" Jordan panicked.

"My brother bailed me out. Perhaps you recognize him? Old friends I hear. He tells me you and he were very close for awhile there." JD smirked as he pulled his brother to his side.

The man wore a baseball hat pulled over his eyes. Jordan could see an evil grin spread across his face. She recognized it, though she could not place it. Then he slowly removed his hat.

Oh My God.

"Jo I just heard that JD had to be released. His brother came and…" Woody began but was cut off by the sight of the two men.

"Excuse me," Woody began again, composing himself, "you should not be anywhere near Jordan. Please leave her alone."

JD stepped back putting his hands up in false apology.

"Hey, you look familiar, do I know you?" Woody asked JD's brother.

"Nope. Sorry, must just be one of those faces." He replied. With another grin and a wink towards Jordan, JD and his brother walked toward the door.

"Jordan, do you know that guy?" Woody asked, concerned at the final gesture. He seemed provocative, dangerous, and Jordan seemed shaky.

"Ya, Ya. We've met before." Jordan whispered. She was barely auditable as she watched the two exit. Inside her head, she was beating herself up for never seeing it before. Never relating the similarities.

Because walking out of the precinct was JD and his brother… a man she had known from so long ago… another part of her life… before Woody could protect her…

Walking out with JD was his brother…

Jordan knew him alright…

It was Digger.