This is both serious and has a few funnies, I hope you enjoy! Thanks for all the reviews!
Disclaimer: CJ is not mine, oh well maybe I'll get it for Christmas next year!
In less than two hours they were back in Boston. Woody looked over his shoulder to see a still sleeping Jordan. He nudged Garret whom had also fallen asleep.
"Hey, do you want me to drop you off at your house or at the morgue?" Woody asked.
Garret rubbed his eyes for a moment. "Just drop me off at the morgue, my car is there, plus I should probably check on things before I go home."
"No problem, don't be a stranger now, you come over to see her anytime you like, you hear" Woody said as he pulled in to the parking lot.
"Thanks, I may be over this evening, we need to talk to her about her dad's arraignments, he should already be here." Garret responded and quietly stepped out of the car and closed the door.
Woody pulled out from the lot with a heavy mind. 'How on earth are we going to get her thru the funeral?' he thought to himself. He knew that everyone would be there for her, including himself. What would he do if it was too much for her to bare losing everything, would she run or completely breakdown? He just shook his head and continued the drive back to his apartment, he would just have to deal with what came.
"Jo, honey are you awake?" he called into the back seat. She mumbled a response at first, then with a weak "yeah" she answered him.
"Lets get you upstairs, you've been curled up in this car for over three hours", he stated simply as he opened her door and held out his hand. Jordan rubbed her eyes for a moment and gladly accepted his hand.
They were silent on the ride up the elevator to his floor. He opened his door and dropped everything on the counter.
"So were exactly am I supposed to be staying? The couch?" she asked hesitantly.
Woody smiled, "No, I can probably squeeze you into the spare room".
They walked over to the door of her new room and they both were surprised.
"How did…." She spoke, she turned to him with a very puzzled look on her face. All Woody could do was smile one of those melt your heart, Farm Boy smiles. He could see the tears welling up in her eyes, but he was sure that these tears were happy tears.
Jordan slowly made her way into the room. She looked over her new bed, complete with teddy bear. When she picked him up she laughed, "Lily, this had to be Lily's doing".
"I think there is everything you'll need for a little while till you get back on your feet" he spoke, leaning against the door frame. He then pointed to the closet and the chest of drawers.
She opened the closet first finding a few pairs of new jeans, some shirts, shoes and even a new jacket. Leaving the closet door open she walked over to the chest where she found her intimates.
The top drawer contained a note from Lily. 'J, I hope everything fits, if not I still have the receipts. We did the best we could on short notice, so I hope you like everything. I wasn't really sure what is going on with you two so I stayed pretty conservative with the PJ's and the robe (haha). I'm so glad your home! See you this evening. Love, Lil'
Jordan could help but laugh out loud at Lily's note, 'Lily always the romantic' she thought.
"What?" Woody inquired. She just smiled and shoved the note back in the drawer, "Nothing, Lily just left me a note in my panty drawer". He squinted his eyes at her for a moment, "Okay"
Jordan closed the door to the closet and took a seat on her new bed. That's when she saw it, the picture on the night stand. It was a picture taken over a year ago, it was of her family at the morgue. She slowly picked it up and ran her finger over the glass, remembering the moment.
"I guess this is all the family I have now, huh?" she spoke softly.
Woody left the doorway and sat down next to her, "I know that no one in that picture is blood related, but we are a family none the less. Everyone in that picture loves you Jo."
He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. She set the picture back on the night stand and whipped the stray tears from her cheeks. Finally she turned to look at Woody and spoke, "I know they do Woody, I know you do. How do I even begin to thank you for all this, I really don't know what to say other than thanks and….". She slowly ran her finger down the side of his face and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
Jordan leaned back and looked into his eyes before she threw her arms around him and started to cry. He didn't attempt to shush her, he just let her go knowing that she needed to. For a while they just sat, sat there in each others arms, till she finally settled down.
"Thank you Woody for everything" she whispered as she released him.
"For you Jo, I'd do anything", he responded before he smiled at her. "You going to be ok?" Jordan nodded.
Woody reached out to her hand and laced his fingers with hers. "You know your welcome to stay here for as long as you need and want to, I just want you to feel safe. When ever you feel like your ready to move out, I'll help you find an apartment, I'll even help you move. I'll do what ever you want. All I want is for you to be happy, OK? Now all this is under one condition….." she looked at him strangely for a second, "Don't hog the bathroom".
She jerked her hand from his and play slapped him on the arm. He rolled back on the bed holding his arm, "Oh I see how this is going to be, you're going to abuse me…"
"Your full of it, you know that?" she said as she stood up and offered him a hand up.
He smiled at her. "Yeah I know, still not sure full of what yet but I know one thing, I am in desperate need of a shower, it has been like….2 days. So if you don't mind I'll probably be in there for…an hour."
"Go for it, I'll take a look-see in the fridge and see what I can scare up for a late lunch", she said as rose from the bed and headed off to his own room.
"Lily said that Nigel and Bug bought a few groceries while they were out on their midnight shopping trip so there should be something." He yelled from the other room.
"I'm not really sure I want to see what they bought" she laughed to herself as she made her way to the kitchen.