A/N Sorry i've taken so long to update. The story's all finished so i'm putting the rest up 2 day as well. Hope you like what the next three chapters bring ! I greatly apresiate any reviews good and bad :).

once again THANKS TASHI !

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Woody slumped down on her couch. One minute she was bloody professing her love and then next she was telling him 'don't let the door hit you in the bum on the way out'. Why was he sending her so many mixed signals? He many not have gone to Hee Haw high but he wasn't a bloomin psychologist. Woody sighed. Would he ever fully understand Jordan?

No matter what Jordan did she just could not concentrate. Her co-workers watched her dart around the morgue, more of a hindrance than a help.

"Jordan, " Garret called through his slightly ajar office door.

Slowly the tall brunette walked into to his office and forcefully pushed the door fully open. She knew what was coming. It was time for the 'post Jordan freak out talk'.

"Garret I'm fine , just let me do my work" she said, her irritation clear from her tone.

"Jordan you haven't done a single thing all day"

Jordan sighed dismissively, though it was true. All she'd done was turn on her computer.

"Why don't you take the day off? I'll call you if we're desperate." From Garret's tone it seemed more like an instruction than a suggestion.

Jordan who was emotional exhausted didn't have the energy to fight.

"Fine! See you tomorrow, " she said begrudgingly as she walked out of his office.

She stood on the corner opposite the morgue. With nothing to distract her, she was at all loss of what to do.

Great more time alone with my feelings, she thought to herself. Instead of walking to her car she continued off in the opposite direction. She didn't know where to turn. To tell the truth, from the moment they had met Jordan had never Imagined her life with out Woody. She had final been ready to put her heart out there, to try and face her fears. Then before she the words had even formed on her lips her fear was confirmed - yet an other person she loved was pulled away from her. Every ounce of her fear was telling to run - to just slip into the old habit. To flea from the pain as she had done so many times before. But she knew this time was different. Tt was that fear that had caused the loss of the one person she thought she could trust with her heart. She knew that she had to grow up, it might be to late for her and Woody but it wasn't to late for Jordan to finally grow up.

Woody stepped out of his car and went to get himself a coffee. Hopefully it would kick start his brain. After Jordan had left, he had tried to get some work done down at the station. But he couldn't. He just kept hearing her lips utter those three beautiful works. Over and over again they ran again through his mind tormenting him.

"Hey Doc, you seen Jordan? She seems to have vanished, " Nigel asked as he peered around his bosses door.

"I sent her home.."Garret paused unsure of how much you give away to his younger counterpart.

"She needed some time to.." he paused again.

"Figure everything out about Woody?" Nigel interjected.

Garret motioned for Nigel to sit down as he nodded knowingly.

They sat in silence for a second before choosing there words carefully to fill each other in.

"They've kind of been… going through some …. big stuff, " Nigel said clumsily.

"Mm the ring," Garret added.

"And getting drunk several times. Oh and the fight."

"Yeah but something big happened last night. Usually when Jordan's upset you can get her off a case. Today she couldn't even put her scrubs on. "

"Who knows, I mean Woody left with us."

"Ah no he didn't," Nigel gave his boss a seaching look.

"After we left, he stayed behind to make sure she didn't run. As far as I know, he spent the night on her door step."

"Well there's no point trying to talk to Jordan. I think its pretty clear she's not excactly in the best state of mind."

"We have to do something. I'm pretty sure she wont be able to stop herself from running soon."

"Talk to Woody. He's pretty reasonable - when hes not drunk."

As Nigel finished talking Garrets mobile sprang to life.

"Woody? To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" Garret asked his eyebrows raised at Nigel.

" Jordan, " Garret repeated , Nigels eyebrows also sprang up.

"We'll see you in about ten then," Garret flicked the phone shut with a bemused look

on his face.

Woody walked towards the closed door of doctor Macy's office and knocked lightly before entering.

The two men sitting in the office softly said hello as Woody joined them. They all sat in silence for a tence moment before woody opened his mouth.

"Where is she ?" he asked his tone gentle.

"On a call, " Nigel lied.

Look Woody I don't think you get how much you could hurt her." Garret started.

"And we are not going to let that happen, " Nigel continued menacingly.

"Fact of the matter is, if she ever found out we were doing this she'd kill us, but she's not going to tell… "

"She did, " Woody cut him off simply.

"What?" both men exclaimed.

"She didn't know I heard. Thought I was asleep."

As if reliving the moment himself, Woody told the two other men what Jordan had said and how her mood and manner change abruptly. Before Garret or Nigel could comment, Woody's phone sprang to life.

"Hoyt, " he answered automatically.

Snapping his phone shut he looked up to Garret.

"I've got to go. " They gave Woody a knowing smile as he left the office.