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It had been nearly a week since Jordan had received her letter from her father. She had contacted the lawyer to find out what she needed to do to get the ball rolling. All he needed was a copy of the death certificate and a copy of her driver's license, which she promptly faxed him. So the following day she and Woody went to the storage facility mentioned in her father's letter.

She was overwhelmed at first, that was for sure. It was Woody who finally suggested to take only things that held the most memories, photos and such and leave the rest in storage for a while. She was very receptive to the idea. So the past few days in the evenings she and either Woody or one of her friends from work would accompany her and help her sort thru things.

This particular day Nigel volunteered to help. A passer by would have wondered what in the world was going on in that storage unit due to the excessive laughter coming from inside. Nigel had found "the mother load" when he found Jordan's high school photos, she was definitely a child of the 80's, big hair and all.

"Give me those" she screamed chasing him thru the maze of boxes.

"No way these babies are going on the fridge in the break room!….. Please tell me you had the Camero to go with that hair!"

"Nigel!" she yelled.

"Oh alright love, get your panties out of a bind. I'll make you a deal, these pictures for some…..gossip?"

Jordan narrowed her eyes at him before reluctantly agreeing to the deal. "What kind of gossip do you want to know about?" she asked

"I'm so glad you asked. Are you and your roomie still in separate rooms or do you alternate nights?" he said with a huge grin on his face.

"Oh Nigel…" she said sadly looking at the ground.

Realizing he had hit a rather tender subject he immediately changed his tone to one that was much more understanding. "What's wrong, things not going well. I figured you two would be two peas in a pod by now." He sat down leaning against the wall and patted the spot next to him for her to sit. She took a seat and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"It's not that Nig" she admitted. "We have grown so much in the past few weeks, we are closer now than we have ever been. He still doesn't think he has my heart. He told me he wanted to wait until all the walls are gone before we take the next step. I think it's a wonderful gesture, but the walls have been gone ever since…..ever since I lost Dad. I just don't know how to tell him how I feel, you know?"

Nigel placed his hand over his heart jokingly, "Jordan Cavanaugh speechless, I never thought I'd see the day". They both laughed a little at his comment.

"What do I do Nig?" she asked over at him.

"You love him don't you?" he asked reaching for her hand.

She only nodded at first then she began to ramble a bit, "I've loved him so long I don't even know when I started. My life felt so empty with out him, now that he's back in my life again and we are so close, I can't picture my life with out him in it. I always want him in it….."

"Jordan stop, listen to yourself. Your saying all the right things, just not to the right person."

Jordan couldn't help but smile, he was right but why couldn't she say it to the man she loved so much. "The other night I wanted to say so much but I just couldn't, I don't know what's wrong with me…"

"I have an idea, how about you practice a bit love, pretend I'm your dear Woodrow. Let's just see how it goes, OK?"

She thought for a minute and agreed. So Jordan began to ramble a thousand different kinds of "I love you's". Jordan began to feel worlds better and her confidence build every time she spoke.

There was only one problem, there were a pair of ears just outside door listening to her confessions. Her loving confessions to…Nigel.

Woody was heartbroken. His hands were trembling when he made it back to the car. He slowly opened the small box to see a bright, shinny diamond. The mere sight of it broke his heart even more. Angrily he threw it in the glove box and slammed the door.

Meanwhile back in amongst the mountains of boxes, Nigel cheered Jordan on thru her confessions and helped her decide what to say.

"So Nig, when am supposed to tell him all this?" she asked casually.

"Well that BPD thing is coming up do it then, with what you told me and some hot little number you'll probably wear, he will melt!"

Nigel stood up and reached a hand down to Jordan pulling her to her feet.

"We'd better get going, I've got to get home so I can get ready for tonight" she said happily.

She had spent an hour and a half getting ready for the night. It was nearly seven and Woody hadn't been home yet, she was really becoming concerned. Jordan finally remembered to check her voicemail, there was a message from him… "Jordan, I've already picked up my tux, I'll just meet you there, ok." That wasn't exactly what she was expecting from him, she chalked it up to him just having a bad day.

Woody must have forgotten that she was still with out wheels, so she didn't have much choice but to call someone from the morgue to pick her up. The someone ended up being Nigel.

Nigel couldn't help but wolf whistle when she came strutting out of building. The two laughed and carried on all the way to the BPD function. He continually teased her about "getting some" tonight, she blushed nearly the same color of her dress, red.

Woody stood at the bar dressed like a model, sipping on his whiskey. He figured that tonight he was definitely going to need the hard stuff after what he heard today and the thought of seeing her this evening. He was doing well to keep his composure, that was till she made her entrance.

"Hot Damn" he mumbled to himself, much like he did the first time he saw her dressed in red. This dress though was completely different, it was long, cut low in the front and even lower in the back, with a split that nearly hit her hip. He was nearly mesmerized by her till he started hearing her words to Nigel, of all people. That's when he saw who had brought her, the lanky brit himself. Not wanting to make a show of himself he quickly tried to disappear thru the crowd till he was caught by Lily and Jeffery.

Jordan searched the crowd as she entered the room; it took her a few moments till she finally spotted him talking to Lily. She reached over and squeezed Nigel hand thanking him for the ride and made her way over to Woody.

As she walked up behind him she slid her arms around his waist and whispered in his ear, "Hey you, I've been looking for you".

Woody had to grit his teeth to keep it together. He just responded with a "Hey". Jordan was certainly puzzled, this was definitely not the reaction she was expecting.

"Wood, what's wrong?" she asked stepping around in front of him to look at his face.

"Nothin', I thought you came with Nigel?" he snapped at her.

She was taken aback by his comment, but it turned to anger quickly. "What are you talking about? I came to be with you, but since I don't exactly have a car anymore I had to get a ride with someone since my 'date' didn't come and pick me up." Her tone had gotten very angry with every word. Woody tried to speak, but she cut him off " I'll tell you what when you pull that stick out of your rear, come find me, OK?". With that she disappeared back thru the crowd to find her friends.

For a while Woody just stood on the sidelines watching her. He watched her dance with Garret, Bug, Nigel and even Matt Seely. Woody couldn't decide what to do, after all they had been thru how could she do this to him, lead him on while she's in love with another man. After several more dances he finally came to the conclusion that he wasn't going to let her go with out a fight. He knew he had loved her for so long that he didn't know if he could ever stop.

Woody slowly made his way over to her, she was deep in conversation with Garret and Bug on some new piece of equipment they were wanting to get at the morgue. So casually as he could he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, he then leaned over and skimmed the side of her neck with his lips till he reached her ear to whisper "Hey".

Jordan nearly jumped out of her skin from the feel of his lips against her body. It was difficult to even respond to him, till finally she found the words, "Hey yourself, I see you found the stick huh?"

Woody rolled his eyes and mumbled 'typical Jordan answer' to himself. Biting his tongue a little he responded, "Yeah, I suppose, just had a really bad day. I shouldn't have taken it out on you". She turned around in his arms to face him before she again responded jokingly, "No you shouldn't!" They both smiled and Woody took the opportunity to steal a small kiss from her since she was in such close proximity.

"Dance with me Jordan" he said with such a sultry tone that she couldn't have resisted if she wanted. She reached for his hand and he lead her out on the dance floor. So they danced the rest of the night, both of them holding on to each other like there was no tomorrow. Both of their minds were swirling with thoughts and feeling that very few words where spoken for the rest of the night.

It wasn't till Jordan noticed it was getting close to midnight, the evening was almost over. It was now or never, she had to tell him how she felt tonight. She had to tell him right here right now, in the middle of this dance floor.

"Woody?" she spoke hesitantly.

"hmmmm" he purred in her ear, nearly making her loose her train of thought.

"Woody, there's some things I need to say and I..I want you to listen and.. and wait until I'm done before you respond…OK?" her voice trembled.

'Here it comes' he thought, but he leaned back to look in her eyes and simply nodded.

Jordan took a deep breath and she leaned up close to his ear to begin "There's so much I want to say Woody, so just bare with me if I start to ramble…" feeling him nod she continued, "Before you came into my life it was so empty, I had waited so long for someone..someone to care for me, someone to love me. Nearly 5 years ago when I walked in to that bank, the minute I saw you I felt something, I felt something I'd waited all my life for. At first I dismissed it, I thought that I was crazy, I had just met you, but the longer we worked together the more the feelings grew. In typical Jordan style I pushed you away because I was afraid of being hurt but no matter how hard I tried the feeling just kept getting stronger. What I'm trying to tell you is that what I said after you were shot was the truth……I loved you then and I'm even more in love with you now…."

Woody had tears in his eyes, what he had heard earlier was her practicing what to say. He was so happy to hear what she was saying but he felt like a total ass. Not wanting to interrupt her, he just pulled her closer to him and continued to listen.

"…I love you so much, I want you in my life, I need you in my life……" she thought for a few seconds and blurted the next line out, " I want you with me forever, I want to marry you?"

His eyes flew open in shock; did she just ask him to marry her? Was he hearing things? He nearly jumped out of their embrace and cupped her face in his hands, "Did you just say what I think you just said?"

With her eyes glistening with tears she nodded and smiled. Woody grabbed her hand and led her off the dance floor. "Can you give me a few minutes? I'll be right back" he spoke so fast she could hardly understand him, but before she could answer he was gone.

So she stood there and waited, trying to be patient as she could. Needless to say his actions puzzled her, for that matter hers puzzled her. What was she thinking? Had she just scared him off?

Meanwhile Woody was running back to his car to retrieve the ring he had thrown in his glove box. Fumbling with his keys he finally got his door open and found the box. Shoving it in to his jacket, he slammed the door and sprinted back inside.

Jordan tried to read his face when she saw him come back thru the door, he had a smile like she had never seen before. All she could do was hope for the best.

"Shall we…" he said reaching for her hand to take her back out on the floor.

They quickly found a spot on the dance floor and he pulled her close. "Jordan, I have to tell you something too. I'm an ol' fashioned kind of guy, so just bare with me ok?…"

Woody dropped to one knee in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by hundreds of other couples. Jordan's hand immediately went to cover her mouth as he reached into his pocket to retrieve the small black velvet box. She knew she wanted to marry him but she wasn't expecting this so soon.

"Jordan Marie, I love you, I've always have, always will. Will you marry me?" he said opening the box and taking out the ring.

She was speechless, her hands were shaking as she wiped away some stray tears from her eyes. When it finally sunk in that the man of her dreams, the man she loved more than life it self had just asked her to marry him, she stuck out her left hand. "Yes" she cried, "Yes, I'll marry you Woody Hoyt, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

He happily slid the ring on her finger and jumped to his feet, pulling her into his arms, spinning her around. The crowd around them erupted into loud cheers, whistles and applause. Woody sat her back on her feet and both of them felt a flush of embarrassment come over them from the attention.

After lots of congrats they made their way over to their 'family' who were waiting for them near the bar. Lily was crying and truth be told Nigel and Bug both were on the verge of tears themselves. It was Garret that spoke to them first, "Woody, I'll let you have her on one condition, I'm the one who has to give her away". Garret looked at Jordan and she began to cry.