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Noon. He was wondering if he should call her, just to check up on her. The night before was nothing out of the ordinary…well in Jordan's case at least…but still it would put him at ease. Then again he didn't want to go through all that again. Oh what the hell he thought, I need to check on something anyways. See it's not a social call…it's work, he grinned knowing that he wasn't fooling anyone least of all himself.

"Nige? What is that!"

"Jordan!" Nigel practically yelled, "I'm so glad you are here. I tried Bug but I didn't think he would be able to appreciate something like this. Right well now on with the case," he had a devilish smirk on his face as he went on, "we have here a male, Caucasian, age 36 and last but certainly not least…there seems to be a bumper sticking out of his uhm shall I say ass? He was quite amused with himself.

"Nigel…it is still too early for this," she said as she joined him closer to where the body was.

They had seen some weird and gruesome things in their line of work but this one…this one was just weird. As they were deliberating over the body, the detective in charge joined them.

"So…there are just so many ways I can go with this," he jokingly said.

"Seely, a little respect here," Jordan replied. She quickly glanced at Nigel letting him know she was joking. "Clearly the man has suffered a lot." Usually she wouldn't make light of the situation like this but usually the body wasn't on Boston's most wanted list.

Seely taken aback by her reply fired back, "Dr. Cavanaugh are you on medication or something? I'm not sure you recognize our man here, Bobby Gomez aka Hitman-never-misses-his-target, wanted for a dozen murders…that we know of?"

She sighed, "geez what is it with you people, do you check in your sense of humor once you get the badge?"

Unsure and quite frankly not interested where she was coming from, he decided to let it drop, "ok I'll go do something right now…anything…so you two just do your thing I'll be around."

Nigel's radar was going berserk, "well that was certainly interesting, care to enlighten me love?"

"Uh it's nothing really just had a long night…wait no it was a long 2 hours," she added for comical relief without being very successful.

"Oh all right then let's get on with it then. So…wonder what happened to deal old Bobby here?"

After about twenty minutes they were done processing the scene of the crime and were set to return to the morgue. Meanwhile Woody was sitting in Jordan's office contemplating the meaning of life or so it seemed to Garret as he was watching in from the doorway. "Find any answers?" he said startling the detective.

"Oh what…sorry no…huh?" he managed to say as he quickly rose to his feet. "Yeah no…I was just sitting," he grinned sheepishly like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Oh would have never guessed that," he said somewhat amused. "She's not here by the way….field call…should be back any minute now."

"Oh good…I mean…I'll just wait here then," he said as he motioned to the couch.

"You do that now," he said as he walked away thinking oh man this is going to be one of those days.

Garret was right, moments after he left Woody to continue pondering, Jordan and Nigel literally burst out of the elevator.

"Ok, ok I got one more…a man walks into a bar…"

"Nigel," she tried to interrupt him, "Nigel! Seriously I'm sorry I even asked…but please…please no more bar jokes ok?"

When she saw the disappointed look on his face she relented, "ok never mind just one more then…one," she added for emphasis, "and you're going to have to wait till after I'm done with the autopsy."

"Whatever you say love…you won't regret it," he said looking like a child at Disneyland.

Oh I just might, she thought, yeah it's going to be a long day for sure.

She ran into Garret as she walked to the women's locker room, "hey Gar, looking good today."

He gave her a smile, "Jordan Jordan Jordan…I haven't had a laugh in a little while now but seeing you too always brings a smile to my face…and I'm not necessarily laughing with you," he added. Noting the quizzical look on her face he went on to give her a clue, "your office that's all I'm going to say…have fun." And he left her standing more confused than ever.

Woody again rose to his feet as the door opened, "Jordan," he said sounding a bit surprised for someone who had spent the greater part of the afternoon waiting for her. "I was just sitting…" he slightly colored.

"Oh well great to know. So what brings you down here? Oh wait did I forget to give you a file or something," she said as she rushed to her desk in search of a file that wasn't there.

"What? Oh no nothing like that. I just came by to you know…well I don't know. I just don't Jordan; I'm at my wits end here…clueless…" he would have gone on to show her his talent in one-liners when she stopped him.

"Ok, ok," she said while gesturing him to stop, "I think it's safe to assume that you don't know, now am I going to regret asking you what it is that you don't know, cause I got this strange case that I'm just about to start on."

"Yeah…you probably will, hell I probably will regret it," he said as he diverted his eyes from his face so she wouldn't notice the hurt look. So what's this case you mentioned," he went on to say in an attempt to change the subject.

She immediately smiled as she remembered the strange circumstances surrounding the body of Bobby Gomez, "oh man you have to see this," she said as she motioned him into trace.

"Wait isn't there some sort of protocol against this kind of show and tell stuff?"

"Ah Woody come on, I'm sure you'll hear all about it once you get back to the station."

He continued his protest until they reached trace. As soon as he stepped in he wanted to back out again.

"Not pretty Jordan! Why am I here again?" he said as he desperately tried not to look at the body.

She glanced over to Nigel who silently wondering the same thing. "I just thought you might want to tell the boys about this at the station, you know," she tried her best not to burst out in laughter. She knew he was squeamish about these kinds of things. Although he wasn't as bad as a couple of years ago, it always still got to him.

"Well now that I have my water cooler story for the day, I'll get going." He nodded in Nigel's direction who returned his gesture and left.

Jordan didn't really get a goodbye but considering what she just pulled, she wasn't expecting him to do so. She was however expecting the third degree from Nigel but he didn't seem to bite.

"Hey Nige, what gives?" she said as her curiosity got the better of her.

"What gives what love?" he innocently replied. Little did she know that he was planning his attack carefully.

"Did you not see what just happened here? Me…Woody…this?"

"Oh yeah that…what are you exactly up to now Jordan Cavanaugh!" he said sternly.

She paused, "wha…nothing! I'm just having a few weird days that's all."

"A few? Honey you're the poster child for weird," he jokingly said.

"Nigel," she laughed, "I think you need to reexamine that statement."

He thought about it for a second and then smiled, "well maybe so but we'll hear all about it after work. You…me…some alcoholic beverages and last but not least…the joke.

He got her cornered; "oh all right you're too sneaky for your own good you know. Let's finish up and get on with it."

They worked the rest of the day without any mention of the previous events…that was being saved for later.

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