Jordan woke up to find herself in a hospital bed, alone. She was somewhat disorientated and felt a sting in her abdomen. She cringed.
"Dr. Cavanaugh glad to have you back," a voice said.
"Huh? What's going on here, my baby how's my baby?" she nearly yelled.
"Dr. Cavanaugh please you need to calm down, it's not good for the baby. I'm not going to say another word until you settle down."
Arrogant prick she thought.
Seeing as she somewhat settled down he began telling her what had happened.
"You had some bleeding, not enough to terminate your pregnancy but still something to be mentioned. Furthermore I can only conclude that you're not taking care of yourself. Dr. Cavanaugh your life is just as much in jeopardy as your baby's."
"What gives you the right to conclude anything about me doc?"
"Dr. Cavanaugh…Jordan, I've been practicing for 25 years now. I get your kind all the time. It's my job to inform you of the risks. If you don't care about yourself then you might think of the baby."
Oh my god the arrogance, I should…"Doctor," she cringed at the slight pain she still felt. "I believe you're out of line here, but you know what I'm gonna let it go. I'd appreciate it if you'd get lost and don't come back because you don't know me. Trust me you don't wanna know me."
She felt somewhat at ease with herself, she hadn't bitten his head off even though she was more than entitled she told herself. The doctor had left giving her one last arrogant look.
Woody came to see her a little while after the doctor had left her alone.
"Jor," was all he managed to say without breaking down.
"Hey, you're here. I was beginning to wonder where you were."
"How are you? The doctors they won't tell me anything, you know no relations-stuff."
"Yea I know." She felt a sting in her side and cringed.
"Jor! You ok?"
"Hmm…yea I get these pains that's all."
"I'll go get the doctor hold on..."
She cut him off before he could continue. "No that's fine. The guy's a total dirt bag…I kicked him out."
"What? Well fine I'll find someone else then," and he left.
Down at the Boston PD…
"Hey Santana, did you call Woody yet? He might wanna be here for this."
"I was just going to but you mind doing it for me? I mean you've known him longer and all."
"Well sure I'll do it," she said while picking up the phone. "Hey Woody, it's Framus. I think we got your guy…Yeah you should come down…ok we'll see you in a bit then."
She looked over at Santana, "hey was up with you girl?"
"Nothing…Woody's just a good guy, I can't see him hurt like this."
"Oh I see…you like him huh?"
"What do you mean? I mean I like him but not like that, besides nobody can replace Jordan…"
"Yea he's got it bad for her."
Woody arrived at the station twenty minutes later. He was antsier than usual and ready to hurt somebody real bad.
"Where is he," his voice so loud it echoed through the hall. "Well?" he said looking at the gang waiting for him.
"Hey you know you might wanna let Seely take this one, or I'll even do it. You know it might be better…" he cut her off.
"NO…Framus you don't understand ok, none of you do. I have to see him alright, please I have to see him."
They let Woody handle the interrogation but were all ready in case something went wrong.
Finally we got him. All right Woody this is it stay cool. We need a confession; she's counting on you.He felt the immense pressure and when he walked into the room, he felt his heart filling with anger.
"James…now what was that you said earlier? What's that cat got your tongue?"
James remained silent but shot Woody a look that spoke volumes.
"Well it doesn't matter, see we got you and your DNA on Max, it's only a matter of time now."
This seemed to arouse his attention. "You got my DNA detective? Well congratulations case solved then huh?"
The tone in his voice told Woody something was about to happen that he wouldn't like.
"There's only one problem detective…I didn't kill him." He shot him a look again; this time he added a smile.
"Why you son of a bitch! I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face." He lunged at his face but missed.
Seely and Framus barged in the room trying to contain Woody.
"Woody," Framus yelled, "he's not worth it, come on don't jeopardize this investigation. She wouldn't want this you know that."
The thought of Jordan stopped him from literally killing James and he stormed out leaving Seely and Framus to finish the interrogation.
A/N: Ok I'm gonna leave you guys hanging for a bit here, this is where the story's gonna take some turns so I gotta go through this to make it good imho. I'm facing writers block I think b/c the drafts I just erased for the next chs were horrible. But fret not lol I'll have more up this week, good or bad.
Reviews might help hint hint.