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The elevator doors opened and Jordan stepped out into the mostly deserted morgue. It was about five am but her shift didn't start till seven. She had had yet another sleepless night and didn't see the point in staring at the ceiling for two hours. Stepping into her cold office, she turned on the lamp and threw herself into the work as she had done every other morning that week.
It was eight o'clock when Garret found her asleep ; her head on her hands.
"Jordan , Jordan " he called from the doorway. Jordan sat up quickly.
"Mmm ,huh sorry Garret what'd ya say? "
Smiling Garret replied "c'mon let's go for a walk."
Five minuets later they were walking through the cold Boston air. For the first time in her life even though she was hurting she didn't feel like she had to run. No longer could she run. She needed to grow up , to face her fears- her feelings..
"He tried to give me a ring you know. But of course me being me I didn't except it " Jordan laughed humorlessly .
"I actually wanted too accept it but … I attempted to it explain to him but he wouldn't let me"
Garret didn't ask for any explanations nor did he push. He just walked beside he a silent comfort.
"I was trying to make my self admit it, to just go with it. I wanted to take the risk but …" she paused struggling to find the words.
" And then he goes and gives up on me " she stopped her voice faltering.
"The other night, when he was drunk I had to take him home." She drew a heavy breath and swallowed harshly "He told me he would take it back , the ring . And then I find it"
She no longer seemed to be talking to Garret but seemed to be merely thinking aloud. They continued along the path in a heavy silence . Garret placed a comforting hand on Jordan's shoulder, as if suddenly aware of his presents she turn quickly to face him.
"Garret I think... I mean, I do" her voice sounded like that of a small scared child.
" I .. I love him " her words now barley audible , smothered in tears. Swiftly she turned away and started to walk swiftly . Gradually her stepping turned into running and she fled into the shapeless gray of winter. Garret stood and watched as she ran , her long hair flying in every direction. He was one of the only people that would ever understand how deeply it had cost jordan to say those words. How they instantly evoked fear of loss , of grief and of betrayal from with in her. He knew that she could no longer run from her self and from the look on her face do did she. She needed some space so she could find her self once she had stopped running. But he would still be around as a silent comfort.
"Nigel, call Woody. I cant find Jordan," Garret instructed. It was now eight o'clock at night and the cold Boston air had now turned to freezing. He hadn't seen Jordan since that morning nor could he get in contact with her. He was now kicking himself for letting her run off. Garret, lily, Nigel and Bug were all talking franticly when Woody entered the room. As he had driven there he kept asking himself why he was coming. She wasn't his responsibility any more. She had other 'friends' that could look after her. But no matter how many times he told him self that or how much he tried to turn his feeling of hurt into anger he couldn't. He still loved her. None of them bothered to acknowledge him, weather out of worry or anger it wasn't clear. Garret was doing what he did best - giving orders. Though his fear and concern was clear he was still in control.
"Right Nigel, if she's run for good then she will have left a trail :find it. Lily, go to her apartment. She may still be there or even come back there." He said as he handed lily the key Jordan had given him.
"Bug you stay here . I'll go and see if I can find her. When I last saw her she was pretty up set and didn't seem to particular about hiding it."
he turned to give Woody a look but he didn't seen it . Woody was already walking to ward the elevator . He knew where she was.