Thanks for all the great reviews! Sorry it took a little while to get this chapter up, chapter 4 should be up in the next day or so. Enjoy!
Again, I don't own any of these characters and the story is written just for fun!
The rest of the day went pretty quickly, just a mountain of paper work and a few pick up calls, nothing too eventful, unlike this morning. "I think it's time to head out of here" she said to her self as she began to gather her things to go home. As she was walking towards the elevator a voice from behind her called "Jordan", it was Nigel. "Are finally heading home, love? I figured you would have been out of here after everything that happened… "Jordan just squeezed out a smile and said "Ahhh no, just kept my self buried under paperwork the rest of the day, it easier to deal with things that way". Nigel puts his arm around her and walks her to the elevator and presses the button for her. "You know, love, these things have a way of working themselves out, just give it time, it will get easier, I promise!" Jordan stood there for a minute and thought about what Nigel had said; she then reached around her friend giving him a hug. "Thanks, Nig!" she said and she stepped in to the elevator. As the doors were closing she heard Nigel yell back at her "see you tomorrow slugger!" Jordan shook her head and thought, there's a nickname I might have to explain sometime.
After driving around for sometime to help sort out her thoughts, she finally was home, "home alone" she said to herself. Jordan set down her purse and jacket and headed straight for the shower. A million gallons of water later Jordan throws on her pj's and robe then grabs a beer out of the frig and flops down on the couch to watch some TV. "Of course the night I get to come home a decent hour there is nothing on" she yells as she throws the remote. She grabs the blanket on the back of the couch and settles down to see if she can get a few hours of sleep. "Sleep" she thought as she began to realize how long it had been since she really had a good nights sleep. It had been years, she was plagued with nightmares, her mother being murdered, being buried alive and as of late Woody. She laid there for a while and finally drifted off, praying for a night of rest.
Crash…Jordan wakes up and sit straight up off the couch. "Who's there" she yells…"Hello, is someone in here?" She got up and very hesitantly walks towards her bedroom. As she creeps towards her room, she spots her cell phone, "should I call the cops" and flips it open…and then immediately closes it. "I'm probably on the don't answer her call list at the station now after what happened today" She then puts the phone in her pocket and heads towards her room. "I don't remember leaving the window………………." she says aloud just before a hand covers her face. She attempted to struggle but it was to no avail, the cloth in the attackers hand was laced with chloroform. Jordan was nearly out when he placed her in the floor, she was trying to see who had done this to her, it was dark, only the light from the TV lite the room. She kept fighting, fighting to stay awake to see who had her…..finally she saw his face…it was….it was….James……….