Here's the next chapter. I'm sorry for the long wait in between. My DSL had been acting up over the week, so I have been unable to post. So, you will be able to enjoy a few new chapters together instead of spread apart. Thanks again to everyone who has reviewed so far, please keep it up. And for those of you who haven't I would love to hear from you. Still do not own Crossing Jordan.

At first, nothing happened. The guard posted outside the door was completely ignoring Jordan's screams. She stopped and gave Woody a look that said what the hell am I supposed to do now? Woody raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue. The next scream she let out was so loud that Woody was concerned Jorge or Ramon would be in to see what was wrong. Finally, they heard the clink of the keys in the lock. Woody braced himself for his next move.

Once the guard was inside, he got a puzzled expression on his face when he realized Jordan was not tied to the chair anymore.

"Hey weren't there two of…" was all he could get out before punched him in the back of the head. The guard went face down onto the concrete floor. Woody was right on top of him and the next punch that he delivered knocked the guard out cold. Jordan made her way back to the door and closed it so that no one could see what was going on in there.

"A little help here Jor" he said impatiently.

"Right" she answered back and helped Woody lift the guy back up onto the chair she had been in earlier.

"He should be out for a little while, but just in case, I want to tie him up and make sure he can't be heard." Woody said.

They worked quickly, tying him up and gagging him. Woody felt bad for what he had to do, but knew that this would be the only chance they had to make a break for it. Woody made sure to grab the guard's gun before leaving. He had found a small crack in the door that allowed him to see out. No one seemed to have heard the struggle. Finally, something had gone right today he thought to himself.

Woody cautiously opened the door and stepped out. After making sure all was clear, he took Jordan's hand and after giving it a reassuring squeeze, led them down the hallway to try and find Pollack. They passed a couple of doors and still no sign of him or, thankfully, anyone else. Then, they both heard footsteps coming around the corner. Out in the open, there was nowhere to hide.

Woody reached for his gun as Jordan pulled closer in to him.

A huge wave of relief passed over them as they realized who it was-Cal. Woody still had his gun aimed at his brother and Jordan became concerned when she realized she had no idea how Woody would react to seeing his brother again, especially under these conditions. Thankfully, when he saw no one else was with him, Woody lowered and holstered the weapon.

"Woods, long time no see."

"Yeah, it has been. Definitely not my idea of the perfect family reunion, but we were never a perfect family, right?" An awkward silence passed between the three of them. "Listen, Cal, I would love to stay and chat, but I'm not sure now is the appropriate time. I think we have a lot to talk about once this is all over though, okay?"

"You got it Woods, when this is all over and everyone is safe, I'll explain everything. Right now, since you have already broken out, we need to get you out of here as fast as possible. This was not part of the plan you know! We were supposed to wait until the feds had the evidence they needed before making an escape. How are they going to be able to arrest them now?"

"They can nail them for kidnapping Pollack and Jordan. When they begin the investigation, all the other information will find a way out."

"Fine, I'll just have to accept that for now. Let's go!"

"Wait" said Jordan. "We need to get J.D."

"That's right" added Woody as his brother gave him a weird look. "We can't just leave him here"

"He's down this way, I think" said Cal. "Follow me."

They stopped right before the corner that Cal had come from behind just a few moments ago. He glanced around it and saw that there was a guard posted outside Pollack's holding room too.

"You both wait here until you see him leave. I'm going to try and distract him so that you can grab Pollack. Once you have him, go straight down that hall and make left at the end of it. You'll see a big storage room immediately to the right. Cut through there, and that'll take you back outside. Take the keys to my car, it's parked outside. Jordan will remember which one it is. Drive away as fast as you can. I'm not sure how long I can hold them off, but I'll do my best."

He passed Jordan a small slip of paper with an international cell number along with a large wad of cash.

"This is the number for my contact with the FBI. As soon as you're safe, call him, explain what has happened and who you are. He'll have the Martinez brothers picked up and then we can catch up on all that happened. The money should be enough for you to make an escape or in case you get into trouble." He gave them both a smile that was trying so hard to be reassuring, but came across as scared none the less.

Jordan gave him a hug. "Thanks for everything Cal. We'll get you out of here soon."

Calvin looked over at his brother. "Looks like, I'm the one saving your ass this time. I gotta say it feels good."

Woody walked over to him and gave him a hug as well. There would be time later to yell at his brother for everything, but now they were each happy just to have the other back.

"This will all be over soon, Cal. We'll go home to Boston, all of us, together. I promise."

"I better go, who knows when they'll find the guy that was supposed to be posted at your door." He went to round the corner, but before he did, he turned around and smiled at both of them once again. Jordan took hold of Woody's hand again and this time she gave his a reassuring squeeze. God, it was good to be them again, she thought.

Calvin managed to persuade Pollack's guard to come with him and when the coast was clear, Woody and Jordan made their way to the door. Woody took the keys and pushed the door open to reveal a very broken J.D.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Pollack asked, looking up from the floor.

"J.D., we are breaking you out." Jordan answered as she made her way over to untie him.

"No, I'm not going anywhere with you and him" he shot back, his words dripping hate.

"You have to. If you stay here, you'll die."

"Maybe not. I still think I can get myself out of here. I don't need you to take care of me anymore, Jordan." And with that he began yelling for his guard.

"We have to go Jor! If we stay and try to take him, we'll just be captured again."

"You're right, let's go!"

They took off following Calvin's directions. The door closed behind them quietly as Ramon's men ran past the storage room. Thankfully, no one had seen them go in. Woody and Jordan made their way through the maze of boxes and finally found the door that led to outside. They burst out and ran.

"There's Cal's car!" shouted Jordan, running over to it. Woody jumped in the drivers' side and unlocked the door for Jordan to get in on the passenger side. She slid in as the ignition roared to life. Woody backed the car around and took off the long narrow driveway. Ramon's men by that time had finally found them and their guns sprayed bullets at the car as it sped away.

"Stay down Jordan, I don't want you getting hit." She immediately sank down into the seat and tried to remain out of sight.

Thankfully, they had gotten a jump on them and had a few minutes to try and get as far away as possible before the men caught up with them. They turned onto another road and tried to be as inconspicuous as possible.

To be continued. I hope to have this story wrapped after the next few chapters. I have the entire end planned so far, and I can't wait to get there. In the meantime, please review-thanks!