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After a long day at the morgue Jordan was sitting on her sofa trying to unwind. She cleared her head of all thoughts or so it seemed, there was one thought that was still rolling around in her head.

Ashley…when did she happen? Blond, tall, pretty, is that what he likes? At least she's a doctor…could have been worse. Man! Let it go Jordan, she was telling herself, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Did you expect him to wait around forever? Nobody is going to wait forever on you…I just thought he would.

A knock on her door jerked her back to reality. She checked who it was before she opened the door, her heart nearly skipped a beat. If he's here to say goodbye…I can't handle that right now. Calm down…you want him to be happy…just remember that, I can do this.

"Woody? Hey what are you doing here so late?" She had the surprised part down to an art.

"I can say I was in the neighborhood but I'm tired of lying. I came to see you, we need to talk. Can I come in?"

"Sure," she opened the door so he could pass, "can I get you anything?"

"I'm not sure really…I know what I want, I've been trying to tell you that…I want to know what you want Jordan. Straight to the point…this way she can't back down. "Did you even feel anything today when you saw me with Ashley?"

"She seemed nice."

Come on Jordan don't do this to me now, he thought. "Nice Jordan? Come on, that's all you'll give me? Alright ok that's fine, so what about you then?"

"Well what do you want me to say Woody?" she said a bit exasperated. "I was surprised ok. I don't hear from you for a week…I don't know if you're fine or not and then…then I see you're doing just fine."

"So you do care then?"

"I never said I didn't care about you Woody," she said in a calmer tone.

"But it's on a friendship level, friends. Is that really all we are?"

"It's all I can give you right now."

"You know I can be fine with that. I can live with that god knows I've done so for the past couple of years…were it not for the fact that I know we have something deeper here. Sometimes I catch you looking at me the same way I look at you when I think you're not looking. The things we do for each other goes way beyond a regular friendship. There is more between us."

"Woody let it go please, just let it go."

"I don't want to let it go anymore Jordan; I'm through letting it go…"

She moved back towards the sofa and sat down unsure what her next move should be. He followed her lead and found himself next to her, not too close but near enough to sweep her in his arms should she give him the sign.

He went on when she remained quiet, "we've tried the friendship thing Jordan and no matter how hard we try, we're always going to come back to this exact spot."

"Woody I'm sorry I just can't. Trust me on this one ok…you're better off this way."

He was slowly losing his patience, as much as he wanted to stay calm he couldn't, "No You're better off this way…I'm sitting here telling you I'm willing to give us a chance, and you're not even willing to make an effort. You're just sitting there and in a way running and hiding from everything all the time."

"Woody! Don't do this," she was angry and hurt but at the same time knew that on some level he was right. She had been running and hiding from the truth for a long time now. Having it thrown in her face like this was just painful, "just stop ok, there's no need to ruin what we have."

"We have nothing," he bit his lip as soon as he realized what he had said. He felt very low suddenly and even worse when he saw the look on Jordan's face.

"Wow…four years all summed up in one word…nothing." A single tear came down her face. "Guess we disagree on more than just one thing, I realized a while ago that we're better of as friends. So that friendship that suddenly means nothing to you means a lot to me."

"I didn't mean it to sound the way it did…hell I don't know anything anymore but if that's what it takes to wake you up then so be it."

"You know I have just had about enough, I have to start early tomorrow so we're done for the night."

"I'm not leaving Jo."

"Suit yourself," she said as she moved towards her bedroom. She reemerged a couple of seconds later with a pillow and blanket, which she threw on the sofa.

Woody smiled, "see I told you."

She made no reply and went back into her room where a restless night was awaiting her.

She had lied once again…to herself…to Woody…

His words were echoing through her head, he was so right it scared her. He knew exactly what she was doing…running from him. Even though she didn't want to run anymore, it was still hard for her to embrace their relationship.

Relationship…. did I just say that? Her subconscious was on the same page as Woody; all that was left now was for her to do the same.