Disclaimer: I don't own Crossing Jordan or the characters used.

A/N: I'm not sure about Horton's first name so I used one that was used in another fic…

Even though his radio was blaring at the highest possible level, Woody was in deep thought. He was on his way to see Jordan…on his way to tell her the case was solved…closed…the end as they say in Hollywood. He was just praying it wouldn't be the same with his relationship with Jordan. She allowed him back into her life after Max's death…somewhat.

He contemplated on how to exactly tell her as he parked his car. When he stood outside her room a little while later he still didn't know. Summoning all his courage he knocked and opened the door without waiting for her reply.

Their eyes met and he silently moved to the chair. He could tell by expression that she knew something was wrong. Once he had moved the chair close enough to the bed he began to speak, "Jordan," he paused…this could either relieve her or devastate her, he thought.

"Woody? Hey what's wrong? Tell me, I can see something is bothering you." She reached out to his hand and slowly caressed it.

"We know who killed Max…I'm so sorry…you were right…James he was involved." He said not able to look her in the eye. He noticed she had stopped caressing his hand. His heart broke but he continued nonetheless, "he had an accomplice…Samuel Horton."

She finally managed to speak, "but I don't understand why would he help James? My father never hurt him or anything."

"From what I understood he was just looking for redemption. Said their lives never went back to normal after James left. They blamed James at first but about a year ago James came back into their lives and convinced them into believing that Max was to blame for everything."

"And James told you all this?"

"No, Seely and Walcott dealt with him. It was Walcott actually who thought of this first. Then once we brought in Mr. Horton Seely and I dealt with him."

"Oh," was all she managed to say without breaking down.

"He said he wanted his family back, that was his sole reason. It was enough to convince him he hated Max…enough to kill him."

"Ok Woody enough…just stop it," she said as tears were streaming down her face. "Will they get what they deserve at least?"

"I'm positive on that, there's not a jury in the world that'll set those two free."

She lay back down, "can I get a moment alone please? I need to deal with all of this. Just for a little while, do you mind?"

He understood. He feared she would shut him out after he told and by the looks of things she was doing just that. "Yeah sure, anything you say. I'll drop by tomorrow then before I go to work."

"I forgot to tell you…I'm being released tomorrow actually, Garret's picking me up."

"Oh…well I'll just track you down then." He felt his heart break once again as he left the room. I've lost her for good, he thought as his feet carried him back to his car.

Tomorrow came, Jordan was released and as promised Garret picked her up. She had to promise both the doctor and her boss that she would take it easy and actually cut down on her hours. She didn't want to stop working completely like any other person might do because it would provide a welcome distraction to her, even if all Garret would let her do was paperwork. She promised herself that she would listen to them for once…for the baby's sake.

Days turned into weeks and before anybody realized it had been two months since the murder. The trial, which had started a month earlier, was coming to an end on a chilly Boston morning. The morgue staff was gathered in the court's hallway. They were standing by one of their own in her time of need. Garret was rubbing Jordan's shoulders in an effort to relieve some of the anxiety and stress she was experiencing.

"You don't have to do this you know. No one is going to think less of you if turn around and go home." They all nodded in agreement but Jordan shook her head.

"No, I need to do this. I need to follow through for myself, for Max…for his unborn grandchild. I'll be ok, really."

The session started.

Ten minutes after they had started she heard the words…guilty…it was echoing in her head and she didn't even hear the rest. All she knew was that they would pay for their crime, not that it made her feel any better about the whole situation. The atmosphere in the courtroom was one of relief but there was a silence that dawned on the people present. Jordan didn't stick around long enough to face all the sympathizers. Instead she asked her friends to drop her off at home. On her way out she spotted Woody sitting at the very back. She gave him a nod and a smile that didn't reach her eyes and continued walking towards the exit.

Long after everybody had cleared out the courtroom Woody was still sitting there. He wanted to go home but didn't know where that was anymore. This case had taken a bigger toll on him that he thought. His chances of reconciling things with Jordan were shot to hell and now their child had to deal with the consequences. Defeated he rose to his feet…he would go to his empty apartment after all…alone.

A/N: One more chapter left! Review please I'm dying to hear the verdict..lol no pun intended.