Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters except for Brian, his twisted behind belongs to me muahhahaha. Second, the songs used in this fic are by Coldplay, which I also don't own sadly. Third, this disclaimer applies to all seven chapters, I'm just not going to put it at the beginning of each chapter, I just won't ;
Enjoy…
Jordan Cavanaugh was enjoying her day off at her apartment on Pearle Street. Relaxing she thought, so this is how that feels. She had not a worry in the world, at least that was what she kept repeating to herself in a mantra like format. In fact this wasn't her day off, she had been sent home by Garret after he had found her asleep at her desk for the fifth day in a row. He had sent her home and if she dared to return before 8am the next day, he had threatened to lock her up in a room with a year's supply of paperwork. He had left her no choice but to agree.
She picked up dinner and a movie on her way home not because she felt like watching a movie, but the sound would make her feel less lonely. Lately that had become her pattern, she would pick up dinner and a movie go home and just stare at the screen, unaware of the story line. Sometimes she would fall asleep on the couch only to be rudely awoken hours later by a scream. It was only after the third time it happened she realized it was her own scream. Her nightmares had come back.
Relax Jordan relax. She kept repeating when her phone disrupted her thought. She glanced over at the caller ID and was momentarily happy it was Garret. Thank God, he needs me at the office she thought. Little did she know the events that would unfold later on would test her faith on all levels.