Here's the next chapter-enjoy! (still do not own Crossing Jordan)

The car came to a sudden stop. J.D. heard the driver's side door open and heard Jorge get out. He walked around the car and opened the passenger side door. Jorge pulled J.D. out and before he knew what was happening handcuffs were placed around his wrists. With the blindfold still on, Jorge prodded J.D. along. He opened the door and instructed J.D. to walk through it. His hopes of being taken directly to his boss's home were crushed. Where ever this was, it could not be the home of a big time drug lord. He could feel no air conditioning and the air was very stagnant. Flies and mosquitoes could be heard buzzing around.

J.D. was forced down into a chair. He felt one of the handcuffs being released, but just long enough to swing his hands behind him before being recuffed.

"Can we lose the blindfold already and maybe get this started?" J.D. asked. "My girlfriend is supposed to be meeting me for dinner and she'll become suspicious if I'm not there when I said I would be."

"Not yet. Is she more important to you than this job? If she is, then maybe we need to look for someone else. Then we would have no further use for you and that would definitely not be in your favor." Jorge sneered.

"That's not what I meant. I would hate for her to think that anything is out of the ordinary and blow my cover." He lied trying to sound like Jordan did not mean anything to him.

"We shouldn't be keeping you here for long. Ramon is on his way. After he speaks with you, we'll be able to move ahead. Until then, shut up and be patient!" Jorge walked out of the room and slammed the door.

J.D. slumped back down into the chair and tried not to feel nervous. There is just no way the deal could be going down like this. They still needed him, right?

Somehow, J.D. had managed to fall asleep. He had no idea how much time had passed since he last spoke to Jorge. The room he was in felt a little cooler and assumed night was beginning to fall. His whole body felt itchy and could tell the mosquitoes had attacked him while he slept. With his arms still wrapped around the back of the chair in the cuffs he could not even defend himself against the hungry little creatures.

Suddenly he heard footsteps approaching the door and whispering in Spanish

J.D. did not know Spanish and had no idea what the two men were talking about, but he assumed it had something to do with him. One of the voices he recognized was Jorge's and thought the other sounded close to what Ramon sounded like over the phone.

"So he still thinks that he is going to taking the drugs across the border?" Ramon said to his brother.

"Yeah he has no idea what our plans are for him."

"Good, but soon it will be time to fill him in on the next phase of the operation."

After her nap, Jordan had awakened and dressed for the evening. She was wearing a little black halter dress and had her hair wild and curly. Earrings and a pair of sandals finished off the ensemble. She figured this would work with whatever J.D. had planned for the two of them this evening. Jordan was hoping they would have a nice dinner and then go out dancing. She remembered one of the times when her and Woody had gone dancing at a club. They had so much fun that night. When he had tried to kiss her, she backed away and had regretted it since then. It still did not spoil the memory of the evening too much and she hoped that J.D. could loosen up and be as much fun as Woody had been that night.

The Woody she knew now was very different from the man she knew then. No longer was he the fun and sweet man she knew before. Anger had replaced a good chunk of his personality. On the rare occasion she ever did get to look into his startlingly blue eyes all she could see was anger and an emptiness like nothing she had ever seen. Jordan felt partly responsible for this. It was not her fault that he was shot and so severely injured, but she had pushed him away so many times before that he couldn't take it again. They had stopped being friends then and she missed that so much. Even if they never got to have the romantic relationship she so longed for, Jordan knew that she would love to just be Woody's friend again.

Jordan looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw it was already 8:30. Where was J.D.? It was not like him to be late, especially when they had plans together. Maybe he was really busy with that lead. She sat down in the chair by the desk and pulled out her book to read. 9:00 and then 9:30 passed and Jordan decided to ring J.D. and see what the hold up was. If he didn't get back soon, they would miss the opportunity for the night out.

His cell rang until voice mail picked up. She left a message for him and waited for the call to be returned. By 10:30, J.D. still hadn't shown up or returned her call and Jordan began to get very worried.

That's all for now, please let me know what you think and if I should continue-Happy Holidays!