Disclaimer: I do not own Crossing Jordan. Nor have I ever owned it or the characters associated with it….it sucks, I know. The only character that is solely mine, is Liz.

Last time…

"Oh my God," Jordan said in realization. "You're still hung up on Garret."

Before Lily could answer, both Jordan's and Liz's pagers went off.

"Gotta go," Jordan said.

"We'll talk later," Liz said giving Lily's shoulder a comforting squeeze.

"I'm sure we will," Lily grumbled. She look at the three empty seats next to her. "Alone again."

Three murders, one accidental death, and a death by natural causes later, they were finally finished for the day. Liz and Jordan collapsed on the couch in the break room.

"I have never been so tired in all my life," Liz yawned.

"Are you kidding me? This was nothing," Jordan said.

"I know, but all of this nothing on top of the time change is hitting me," Liz said.

"You know what you need?" Jordan asked.

"A gun?" Liz deadpanned.

"No. A drink or many drinks," Jordan suggested.

"That sounds so good," Liz said.

"What sounds good?" Lily asked coming into the break room.

"Drinks at Billy's," Jordan said.

"Oh, that does sound good," Lily said.

"You guys want to go?"

"Sure," Liz and Lily said at the same time.

Emmy walked into the break room looking for Liz. "Liz, Bug is looking for you."

"Is he in autopsy?" Liz asked.

"No, he's at his desk."

"Well, he can come find me," Liz said.

Jordan rolled her eyes, "Emmy, we're going to Billy's for drinks. Do you want to come?"

"Sure, I'd love to."

"Great," Jordan said. "After work then?"

Bug walked into the break room annoyed, "Emmy, I thought I asked you to get Liz for me?"

"You did," Liz said. "I told her that if you really wanted to find me, you'd do it yourself."

Lily and Emmy looked at each other warily. "Emmy and I have to get back to work," Lily said. They headed for the door quickly, eager to avoid the potential blowout that was about to occur.

"Where do you get off overruling my order?" Bug yelled.

"Where do you get off order her around?" Liz asked loudly, her hands on her hips. "Last I checked, you were not Dr. Macy."

"I wanted to talk to you," Bug said.

"Well, if you have something to say to me, do it yourself instead of sending someone else to do your dirty work."

"Okay. Fine! I'm going to be home late tonight. I'm going out."

"Good. So am I."

"What? You have a date?"

"Yup."

"With who?

"None of your business."

"I think I should know who you're going to be with."

"That's so funny," Liz said laughing. "Because I don't."

"You're not having sex in my apartment," Bug said.

"Then, I'll be just like you," Liz said. "Have a good time tonight." She waved to him and walked out of the room.

"I hate women," Bug said.

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