A/N: Ok, this is the same thing, only from the hottie's point-of-view. For those of you unfamiliar with proper Jordan-speak, it's Woody's POV. Enjoy  !

Jump – Chapter 2 – Woody's POV

Well, she doesn't look very happy to see me. She started scowling the second she turned around. I'm afraid that I'm not helping, but I've got to try anyways. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I don't try right now to make things right

"Jordan! I wasn't kissing Lisa. She was kissing me. She was drunk and came on to me. You have to believe that. I love you, not her!"

"No you don't. I trusted you and you broke that. I know you kissed her and this is my way of dealing with it." God, she sounds bitter. I try to convince her a couple of more times, but she keeps on denying it. Everytime she denies it, though, she sounds less and less sure of her words. As if she wants to believe me, but is telling herself she can't.

I don't think Jordan's really buying my 'groveling puppy dog' act, with accompanying look. Drats, usually she does. So I suggest she get off of there and we go sightseeing. "Please Jo, I just want you to be safe." She scoffs when I say it.

I take a few more steps forward, and she notices. She gives me the classic jumper-line, and I know enough to stop.

When it started raining, I got really worried. That guardrail looks awfully slippery, and I'm afraid she'll fall. Now I'll have to work extra hard to get her down.

Jordan turned around so she wasn't looking at me. The entire time I begged her to come down and forgive me. But I don't think she was listening. I took a few more steps forward, still talking. After what was only a few minutes, but seemed like an eternity, she turned around. She seems to be listening now, so I try to talk to her again.

"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!" I think this might have had some impact, because I can see she is crying. She gives me the speech about having no family, and about how everyone she's ever loved has let her down. That hurts, because I realize I have. I should have done more to make her happy, should never have let Lisa come near me, should have tried harder.

"So tell me, Hoyt, where is home?" She turns around again, and I can only think of one thing to say.

"Home is right behind you."

She turned back around, and I could tell she was ready to come down from her slippery perch. I stepped a little bit closer to help her down. I noticed her shift her weight. And then I saw her almost fall. It all happened so quickly, but I instinctively grabbed her hand.

When she was safe on the ground, she buried her face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, glad she's safe. We stood like that for a long time, or what seemed like a long time. Suddenly, she pulled away from me.

"I'm sorry, Woody." Why does she always think she needs to apologize, even when it's me who screws everything up. That's one of the reasons I love her so much, I think.

"You don't have to be, it's my fault. Common, you're soaked, let's go get you dried up." I said softly, and motioned towards the car.

Jordan's face lights up when she sees it, and that makes me happy.

Because I had to go to five different rental places to find that red Cadillac.

A/N: Tell me what you think of this, please! And should I make another chapter? If you guys want one, you need to give me something better to write about than just mush, hate-letters to Lisa, and visiting the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art.

Love Callieach