Jordan had some time now to cool down or at least attempt to do so. All these years she was living a lie. She thought about her father and how in all these years nothing led her to question Max or believe that he wasn't her father.

"Max" she said, "Max Cavanaugh…who are you? Who am I?"

She drove her car to the park where she used to jog…where she and Woody used to jog, and just sat there trying to make sense out of it all.

" I can't believe this. There has to be something wrong with the report", she kept repeating to herself over and over again.

Her father did keep things from her in the past but this…this was just too much. She suddenly felt so alone, she was used to the feeling but this time it was a bit different. It was different because she realized that she really belonged to nobody. Sure she had friends and she couldn't really describe her relationship with Woody, but now she had lost her father. There is something eerie about realizing that you have nobody…nobody to fall back upon. She continued with this train of thought for a bit until she felt the urge to go back to the morgue.

"God I must be crazy", she told herself. "I just lost everything I knew and all I can think of is going back to work?"

She knew however the reason for this, her friends were like her family and she needed to be with them now. She also knew that she wasn't in the mood for questions, but she needed her friends' comfort and after a second of making sure she was up for it she drove back to the morgue.

Down at the morgue it was business as usual, bodies came and went. A specific body though preoccupied the thoughts of some of the workers. Nigel, Bug, and Lily tried to make some sense of Jordan's behavior and the test result, which drove her away in shock.

Lily was her usual concerned self.

" I really hope she's ok. Has anyone heard from her since she's left?" she asked. "She shouldn't be alone at a time like this, we have to find her."

The guys agreed with her but nobody knew where to start looking for her. Nigel also worried about her, but his concern turned to anger to a certain Boston PD detective. Nigel, a good friend of Jordan's, knew of their mutual attraction but even he was out of the loop to the extent of their attachment. He was lingering in his own thoughts when Woody appeared at the morgue for police business.

"Bloody hell there he is, doesn't seem to be much in distress. If I were him I'd be all over the bloody place looking for her."

"Hey any progress on the body guys?"

Nigel couldn't help himself and answered for the group, "would you possibly mean the body of Max Cavanaugh… Jordan's dad? Ah that would be a nay, we're still working on it."

Woody didn't really know what to think of this and decided not to pursue the matter further.

"Ok well then let me know when you do" and trying to avoid the guys and Nigel in particular he turned to Lily to find out if she knew where Jordan was. "Hey Lily…I didn't see Jordan around, is she in her office?"

Lily trying to be as sweet as always shook her head and in fact informed him that Jordan hadn't been in yet. "It's only been a couple of hours since we got the call, I'll let you know when she comes in all right?"

Without any of them noticing though, Jordan snuck in and was listening to their conversation. "Hey guys here I am what do you want?"

Her direct question took everyone by surprise and after waiting a few moments for an answer but not receiving any she told them she'd be in her office.

"Don't worry guys I'm not going anywhere, I need to catch the bastard who killed my dad first."

Bug was the first one to say something after her outburst, " well there you have it she's ok, I gotta get to work now. Macy awarded me with the Cavanaugh case."

It's not that Bug didn't care about Jordan but he just felt he was more useful to her when working hard on the case and that was exactly what he was going to do.

Meanwhile Jordan was sitting behind her desk with her head in her hands trying to figure out what to do next. She knew she couldn't do this alone but was also not ready to ask for help…she wasn't ready to ask him for help. A knock on her door pulled her away from her thoughts, what do I do if it's him…breathe Jordan…snap out of it…you've got other things to worry about. "Yeah…come in."

To her relief it was only Garrett, "hey checking up on me too Gar? Well I'm still here, not going anywhere."

Garrett paused for a moment, "Jordan it's me…I know you're hurting. Don't shut us…me out. We're doing everything we can…we'll find out who did this."

Even though it was good for Jordan to hear this, she still felt alone in this fight. "I know you are, I am just so lost right now" and tears started rolling down her cheeks. "I don't know what to do…" she started sobbing and Garrett went over to her desk and took her in his arms. He just let her cry knowing she needed to let it out.

Woody was still standing outside her office looking into her office. He wanted to be the one that held her, but what he couldn't do Garrett did. He knew Garrett and Jordan were just good friends but at that moment he was envious of their relationship and more so of him holding her…comforting her. Feeling out of place and of no use here he left to go work on the case. On some level he hoped to find the killer so he could show Jordan how much he cared for her…still.

"Garrett…I need to be in the room when you examine the body."

He released her from his arms and agreed "Bug is doing the examination though…he'll be thorough I know he will. He's getting ready to start so go get changed. I don't want you touching anything however. It needs to be done right…I know you'll agree with me."

On any other occasion she would protest, but in this case she let it be.

"I promise…thanks Gar," she said while coming closer to give him a kiss on the cheeks. "Don't ever give up on me ok" she wasn't sure why she had said that but she needed to get to work now.

Bug was already working on the examination when Jordan entered the room. He looked up at her and nodded his head " hey…the cause of death was a shot to the chest, it went straight to the heart. You know it must have been painless."

She felt her stomach turning but tried to stay strong. She felt tears rolling down her cheek, and noticed Bug's worried face.

"It's ok it's not your fault…I can't seem to turn it off."

Feeling a bit better Bug made an attempt to express his sympathy for her " I'm sorry you know…I mean this shouldn't have happened."

Bug never was good at expressing anything so he just stopped before he making things worse, "right so the shot was from point blank range. He must've known the shooter for him or her to come so close."

"What do we know about the bullet", she said trying her best not to scream, "did Nigel take look at it yet?"

She looked around to see if he was near and spotted him just as he came to the door.

"Well here in my hand lies the solution…right maybe just part of it but it does help I assure you."

Nigel decided to approach Jordan just as he would normally. He felt everybody else would show her pity but not him.

"The bullet is one that is made right here in the States. It came from a Smith & Wesson handgun. Here's the part that's interesting, to the naked eye it seems the bullet has a serial number inscribed on the edge. But have looksy into the microscope and you'll see it is engraved with '91879'. I've been trying to trace the number, but it seems the 'serial number' doesn't exist."

To Jordan however that number was all too familiar, she desperately tried to conceal her shock as he told her.

"So now this leaves us with a number to unlock the mystery. See love we're going to find out who did this don't you worry."

She managed giving him a slight smile and said, "I know…."

Just then Bug who was still working on her father's body redirected the attention back to him, "guys… I got a hair."

Jordan was feeling a lot of emotions at once, but she also realized how much she loved these guys; "hey guys just in case I don't get a chance later, I just wanna say thanks. I know you're worried about me and just thanks…."

They both kind of smiled and nodded, "well why don't you and Nigel work on the hair while I continue here" Bug said.

"I'm already ahead of you Buggles, I'm checking if the hair is in the database, then we'll get him."

As the hair identification went on Garrett walked in to check the progress.

"What do we have? The DA is calling my phone of the hook."

Jordan seemed surprised by this, "Walcott…geez what's in it for her? I didn't think my dad's death would interest her."

"Solving an ex-cop's murder…I would say that would spark some interest. This could turn big, she's smart enough to see what lies ahead" he replied. "So what can you tell me?" he knew Jordan butt heads with the DA in the past so he directed his question to Bug.

As soon as he heard the specifics about the bullet he couldn't help but to look at Jordan. "Jordan…the bullet, does it mean what I think it means?"

Jordan tried hiding this from him but changed her mind and just looked at him "yes."

"All right Jordan my office, you two keep looking and let me know first thing when you find something."

Jordan walked into the office followed by Garrett who shut the door behind them. "Jordan…what the hell is going on? The number…this means the shooter knows your family!" "Christ Garrett I know! How do you think I feel about all of this…I mean what else…what will be next…I am slowly going over the edge here."

He backed off before she completely lost it, "Jordan I'll keep this as long as I can from the DA and Woody if you want, but I gotta give them the hair or else they'll become suspicious."

Jordan nodded "yeah I need to find out first how and why it was on the bullet. Thanks Gar, I know what this could do to you but I really need the time. I'll go let the guys know then."

"Hey guys call me if you have anything new I gotta go."

She didn't wait for their reply and Nigel yelled after her "right love will do!"

She now had something to go on…a number…better yet a date. The date her mother was murdered…