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Hours following her encounter with her father were filled with lots of hugs and encouragement from her coworkers. She had gotten all the arrangements made for her fathers funeral with help of Lily, Garret and Rene of all people. The funeral was set for the day after tomorrow. He was going to have a policeman's funeral. She wasn't sure if that's what he would have wanted but she wanted it for him. He was definitely a good cop, even after his forced retirement he had helped her solve countless numbers of cases and he enjoyed every minute of it.

She had settled into her office to make the last of her phone calls in an attempt to get her identity back. It dawned on her, 'What address do I give them'. She ponders for a moment and reaches for her phone.

"This is Hoyt" he answers grumbley.

"Hey sunshine, sounds like you having a good day" she greets him extra sweet.

"Sorry Jo, I'm just up to my eyeballs right now, I'm not sure when I can come and get you I'm sorry…."

He sounds just down right pitiful, bless his heart. "That's ok, I'll find a ride in a little while, but I'll have to stop and get your key. Anyway that's not why I'm calling, I need your address"

"634 Broad Street, Apartment 5D, Why?" he asked.

"Well I since I'm going to be there for a while I need somewhere to get my mail, I have bills to pay you know. Plus the DMV and the bank don't really like for you to not have an address."

Woody couldn't help but smile, she said that she was going to be there for a while. He was quickly interrupted by his chief handing him another assignment. "Jo, sweetie I've got to go. I'll just run my key by in a few minutes on my way out to Beacon Hill, would you come down stairs and meet me?"

"See you in a sec" she quickly replied but he was already gone. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty for his insanity today. If he wouldn't have been out all over creation looking for her and staying with her in the hospital he wouldn't be in such hot water at the precinct.

It wasn't but a few minutes till he came barreling into the parking lot behind her office building. As she got up off of the steps she could see him stepping out of the car, rummaging thru his pants and jacket looking for his keys. By the time she made it around to the drivers door he had them hanging on the edge of his finger.

"Hey" she said with a smile grabbing the keys.

"Hey yourself" he responded with his own bright smile.

"Been having a fun day at the office?" He couldn't help but roll his eyes, but the office was the last thing on his mind right now. Woody had been in a furious rush to get to his next crime but seeing her, he didn't care if he ever got there.

Reaching out for her hand he asked "Are you doing ok?"

"I'm ok; it's been kind of a strange morning I suppose. I knew eventually this day would come but I just never figured it would be like this, you know? She responded squeezing his hand. He pulled her hand to his lips giving her a small kiss on the top and quickly pulled her into his arms. She gratefully welcomed his embrace, deep down she had needed it all day.

"You're going to be ok Jo, I promise" he whispered in to her hair.

She pulled away from him just enough to see his face. Jordan cupped his face in her hands scanning his face for just a second before she pressed her lips to his. The kiss just lasted seconds but carried so much emotion for both of them. She had tears in her eyes when she broke the kiss and hugged him closer than he was before.

Woody was speechless. He just responded and pulled her close when she hugged him.

He could hardly hear her when she whispered "Thank you so much for everything; I don't know what I would do without you". He tightened his embrace; her words were music to his ears. Never before in four years had she every really admitted that she need him until now, he just hated it that it was under these sort of circumstances.

In a few moments she began to pull away and he regretfully let her. "I better let you go back to work, you don't need any more trouble than you've already got" she said with a smile.

He couldn't help but return her smile before speaking, "Hey one thing about what we do, they won't go anywhere. Plus I'd be crazy to leave the arms of a beautiful woman like yourself."

She smiled and blushed from his comment. "Get out of here; I'll see you this evening"

"Oh alright, man you wouldn't believe the traffic on the way to the crime scene, just awful" he said laughing, "See you at home, Jo".

'Home' she thought as she walked away, giving him a quick wave goodbye. She stood on the steps watching him pull away, when she turned to go back up stairs she was met with two snickering faces, Bug and Nigel.

"Alright you two, not a word" she said pointing her finger at them like they were a couple of grade schoolers in trouble.

"Nothing from us, love, just been observing" Nigel said behind a sneaky grin. Bug just smiled.

"Don't you two have some where to be?"

"Oh yes love we do, with dear Woodrow! Can't wait till we get there, I'll have to see if he got any tongue back there. With that Nigel ran toward the van.

"What am I going to do with him Bug" she asked laughing.

"I don't know Jordan, he can be a hand full at times. He's just pickin' at you, you know that right?"

She just smiled and walked back into the building.

The rest of the afternoon Jordan spent in the sanctity of her office filling out paperwork. Over and over again she filled out her new address on her application for her drivers license, her credit cards, magazine subscriptions then it hit her. 'What if I leave? I'll have to do this all again. What I don't want to leave? What if I want to stay with him?'

She leaned her head against her hands, her mind filled with a thousand questions. Then she remembered what he said in the parking lot earlier "See you at home". He said home, and it felt right. It felt like something she's been waiting for all her life. She still loved him there was no question in her mind, but did he still have feelings for her? She thought so but how could she be sure before she let things get too far, before she got too comfortable with him.

Jordan let out a long sigh and then a knock came at her door. "Garret"

"How are things going? Getting things finished up?" he asked leaned in the doorframe.

"Almost, I think all I have left to do is run by the bank and the DMV and I'll be done. Thank goodness, if I have to fill out my name and address one more time I'm going to scream." She said with a laugh, then leaning back into her chair.

"I have to ask Jordan, is Woody treating you ok?" Typical Garret she thought from his question, always the worrier.

"Yes big brother, he's been a perfect gentleman. He's been rather incredible actually. I'm so glad to have him back in my life, I just wish it could have been under other circumstances" She replied with a few tears starting to form in her eyes.

Garret moved from the door over to the corner of her desk and sat down. He handed her a tissue out the box before he spoke, "I'm glad everything is going ok. You know I was rather impressed with Woody myself. I've never seen him like that, like when you were missing. He was so driven, he pushed everyone to the brink, he was truly a man possessed. I was pretty obvious to all of us how connected the two of you are, even though you had been having….problems."

A smile spread across Jordan's face, it wasn't difficult to picture Woody crazily searching for her, even after everything that had happened, after the shooting, after all the anger, after the coffee incident for that matter. Then a question popped into her head, "You know I have been wondering, how did you find me?"

"That my dear I cannot answer, you'll have to ask Woody. He lead us to everything, we just ran the evidence he collected. It was all sort of strange how things fell into place, but I'm glad they did." Garret reached over and patted her on the shoulder as he rose from his seat. "It's good to have you back, things just wouldn't be the same without you around here", with that Garret exited her office.

She again was alone with her thoughts and now even more question. Many of these questions would just have to wait until after her fathers funeral. Jordan already had enough to deal with emotionally; she definitely didn't need to dredge up anything else right now. It would probably be better to leave the business with Woody alone for the moment, she deal with that once she had got back in to a routine with work and life for that matter.

Jordan decided that enough was enough; it was time to go home. She stopped and grabbed the keys for one of the older morgue vehicles so she would at least have some transportation till she could get something of her own. Heading towards the elevator she spotted Lily sitting in her office.

"Hey Lil, I'm heading out, I just wanted to thank you for everything again. I don't think I'm coming in tomorrow so I'll see you on Thursday. If anything comes up I'll be at Woody's".

"Ok Jordan, call me if you need anything" peaking her head around a stack of paperwork, "promise?"

"I promise Lilly" she called as she left the doorway.

All Jordan wanted to do was go 'home', take a bath and rest.

Several hours later Woody finally made it home to find Jordan curled up on his couch, he smiled to himself at the sight. As quietly as he could he dropped his keys and his wallet on the kitchen counter. He laid his suit jacket on the back of the couch and made his way to her bedroom so he could turn the covers back on her bed. He couldn't help but watch her sleep for a moment, for someone who had been thru so much she truly looked at peace and beautiful.

Slowly he slipped his arms underneath her and carried her to her bed. As gently as he could he laid her on the cool white sheets and pulled the comforter over her. Woody took one step away from the bed and he turned to take one last look at her for the night. This time he just couldn't help himself; he leaned over the bed and lightly kissed her on the lips.

"Goodnight Jo, sweet dreams" he whispered in her ear.

Jordan nuzzled down into her pillow and then she mumbled "Nite Wood, Love you".

Woody was shocked, he quickly and quietly made his way out of the room. He stood outside of her room and shook his head. 'Did she mean it or was she just talking in her sleep? Would she remember in the morning?' he thought to himself. With a thousand other questions running thru his head he whispered "I love you too".