A/N: Hum… judging by the amount of reviews I got begging me to continue and make Woody save her, y'all'd be pretty pissed if I wrote: I wasn't going to listen to him. Not this time. I couldn't trust him, and could stand to be around him even less. He made me sick. With that thought in my mind, I jumped. Wouldn't you pissed at me? Ya – thought so. So that's not what I'm going to write. This is.

Jump – Chapter 2 – Jordan's POV

Shit, what's he doing here? I had a perfect plan all formulated, and he had to show up and beg me not to do it. God, why did you make Woody look so hot when he pouts?

Now he's trying to tell me that Lisa came on to him. I deny it, no matter how much I hope it's true. Wait, what am I saying? I want my best friend to become a backstabbing witch? Well, if it means that Woody still loves me, that's what I have to believe.

Jordan, stop thinking like that. Forgiveness only leads to botched suicide attempts.

"Jordan, please. Just come here and we'll go sightseeing. Please, Jo! I just want you to be safe!" Aww, hear that, he just wants me to be safe. He should have thought about that before he broke my heart. TWICE!

Now I notice that he's coming a little closer to me. So I say the classic line. "Woody, if you come any closer to me, I'll jump." Thankfully, he freezes. Then, just my luck, it starts to rain. Well, actually, 'rain' is an understatement. It was pouring! And the metal rail I was standing on and the metal post I was hanging on to were getting pretty slippery. I turned so that I was facing out, away from Woody. I guess I didn't really want my last memory of him to be him begging me, so I thought of every crappy thing he'd ever done to me. But the worst part was, for everything he did that made me sad, he did three things that made me feel happy. So I tried to focus on the image I had of him kissing Lisa, but the only thing that I could think about was how good of a kisser he was when he kissed me.

Let's just say that by now, not all the water on my face was from the rain. So I turn around and look at Woody. He's gotten a few steps closer, but I pretend not to notice.

"Jordan, believe me when I tell you that I love you. I haven't loved anybody else since I met you, and no matter what happens today I'll never love anyone but you! Please just come home!"

"Where is home, Woody? My mom's dead, I don't know where my dad is. I don't have any family and everyone I've ever loved has let me down. So tell me, Hoyt, where is home?" I felt more and more like dying with every word I heard, no matter who's mouth it came out of. I turned back around to stare down at my fate

"Home is right behind you."

That's when I completely broke down. As I turned back to face him, every bitter feeling I'd ever had towards the man now in front of me vanished. And I think he could tell that, because he started getting a little bit closer. I knew that any man who could remember your words of love and give them back to you must love you. I knew that any man that would repeatedly fly to California to save you must love you. I knew that Woody really did love me.

I moved one of my feet so that I could get off the guardrail without hurting myself. But it didn't work.

It all happened in a flash. I lost my balance, both feet slipped, my hand was barely hanging on to the wet street post. But before I could even scream, Woody had my free hand tight in his. He helped me to get on the sidewalk.

I broke down again. I buried my face in his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. I was crying hard, and I don't know how long we stood like that, but it didn't matter, it just felt good to be the one in Woody's arms. The only one.

"I'm sorry, Woody." I pulled away from him to look up at him.

"You don't have to be, it's my fault. Common, you're soaked, let's go get you dried up." He said it in such a sweet and loving voice, I couldn't argue.

That's when I noticed the rental car behind him. And I smiled.

Because it was a cherry red Cadillac.

A/N: You like? Hope so. I've just got to write Woody's POV and then these'll be posted. KittyDoggyLover, I hope you didn't cry. Thanks to all the reviewers of the first two chapters. Especially if you reviewed for both of them coughCavanaugh-girl cough.