Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Crossing Jordan.

A/N: Be warned there is some sexual content.

Secret Past

Chapter 19 – Love

Framus went back to the precinct to finish her work. Twenty minutes later she looked up and saw Garret standing in the doorway. "Garret, I can't tell you anything. When Jordan gets back, if she wants you to know she'll tell you."

"Where is Jordan going?"

"To the beach. The three of them are going away for a few days to clear their heads."

"I just can't get past that she kept this from me."

"Everyone has things in their past that they find hard to share. Sometimes they can't share it with people close to them because they don't want them to carry the burden or they are ashamed. Don't take it so personally."

"How can I not?"

"How can you? It's her life, if she doesn't want to tell you something she won't."

"She always tells me everything."

"Obviously she doesn't. Garret unless you have something work – related to ask me then please let me get my work done."

"I just want to know if he hurt her."

"Ask her yourself," Woody said from the doorway. Garret jumped at the tone in his voice.

"Woody please, what did he do to her?"

"Garret it isn't up to us to tell you." Woody then turned his attention to Framus. " Jordan asked me to tell you to call her about what is happening with the Smith brothers and I am here to return this because I forgot to earlier." He handed her the key to Zach Smith's house. "I'll see you both when we get back, and please Garret leave Roz alone." Then he turned on his heel and went back out the door.

Garret frowned towards Framus, feeling slightly guilty for hounding her. "Thanks anyway." Then he turned and left as well. She let out a sigh of relief and attempted to get back to work.

Garret followed Woody out to his car. "Woody, I need to know what he did to Jordan. Please just tell me if he hurt her."

"I can't tell you anything, unless Jordan asks me too. She will decide who she wants to tell. It isn't my responsibility. If you want to know we'll be back in four days."

Then Woody drove home. When he went inside Jordan was asleep on the couch and Emily was asleep in the playpen. He quietly went inside and started packing. He couldn't wait to get out of Boston. As he came down the stairs he admired how beautiful Jordan was and how he never would have forgiven himself if something happened to her. He reached out and pushed a curly strand of chestnut hair from her face. She responded to his touch and moved closer to his body. He wrapped his arms around her and held her against him, as tears gently leaked from his eyes. He could have lost her today. He pulled her tighter against him and she woke up as the wetness from the tears leaked through her hair and onto her scalp. She rolled over to face him and was met with his sparkling blue eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I can't lose you Jo, you're my better half. I couldn't function without you. You are my world. You and Emily are my life." She smiled and wiped away his tears with her thumb.

"I'm not going anywhere Woods."

"I love you Jordan."

"I love you too," she said as her lips claimed his. His body ached from the passion in their kiss; it was filled with desire. They needed to be close. To reassure eachother that everything would be okay. He pressed his body against her and she responded. "Want to go upstairs?" she whispered.

"Sounds good to me." They raced up the steps and shut the door. They resumed their kiss with more passion than before. She pushed him onto the bed and threw herself on top of him. Then while straddling him, she started to slowly unbutton his shirt. Once his shirt was open, he flipped her over so she was below him and pulled off his shirt. Then he pulled her shirt off and leaned down to kiss her. She reached up and held his face with her hands, deepening the kiss with each second. She let go of his face and reached down and slowly undid the button on his pants torturing him with each lingering second.

Once they were unclothed, he let his hands roam freely around her body, listening to her moan and deepen her breath. She too let her hands roam his body. That was the thing about being married, they knew every hot spot on every contour of each other's bodies, but they were always up to the challenge to find a new one.

Finally neither one of them could handle the torture of being apart any longer and they gave in to their desires.

However, seconds later, Emily woke up and started to cry. Jordan smiled at him as she pulled away to take care of her infant. Her face was red and covered in sweat. "We can continue later," she said seductively, as she wrapped herself in her robe and went to tend to her child.

Woody didn't respond. He got up, grabbed some clothes and went downstairs. Jordan was gently soothing Emily. Woody smiled at her and went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

Then someone knocked on the door. Woody wandered over and opened it. Garret stood in the doorway. He was holding a bottle of wine. "Here I bought this for your trip."

"Thanks Garret," Woody said.

"Jordan I'll understand if you don't want to talk about it, but I was hoping you could tell me what happened between you and JD." Garret prodded as he sat across from her in an armchair. Jordan squirmed uncomfortably on the sofa as she started to feed Emily.

"I'm not really in the mood to talk about it."

"I understand but I am really concerned."

"About? I have Woody and I trust that everything will be fine as long as I have him," a smile broke out across her face as she said this.

"If you ever want to tell me Jordan, I'll be more than happy to listen." Jordan shifted uncomfortably again. She didn't want to think about it much less talk about it.

Woody rested his hand on her shoulder.

Garret stood up, "have fun guys and I'll see you when you get back." He smiled at them and let Woody walk him to the door.

Jordan continued to feed Emily in silence. Woody watched her trying to gage her emotions. When Emily was finished eating Jordan started to burp her. Woody didn't know if he should say something to her. Instead he walked over to her and noticed for the first time she was shaking and tears were starting to flow down her cheeks. "It's okay Jo, you're safe now."

She let her back press against his chest. He could still feel her body shaking and he pulled her tighter. She felt safe in his arms, like she had the night he held her after J.D.'s abuse. She remembered how gently he held her, the way he made sure his touch caused no physical pain, the way he ignored her protests that Lu would be hurt and just climbed in her bed and held her against him. He was her rock, her safety, her life. She drew her strength from him to not give up, to trust his love, that he would keep her safe to the best of his ability. He was everything to her and she wasn't afraid to admit it. She remembered waking up beside him the next morning and wishing he would never let go. She remembered how cold she was when he took his arm off her body and left her bed. She remembered the way he looked at her, that her pain was causing him pain and then she remembered the kiss. He walked to her and gently let his lips caress hers. She remembered deepening the kiss and then pulling away and telling him she loved him. She remembered him telling her the same. It was at that moment she realized what love is and what it is to be loved. Her problems vanished momentarily and she felt euphoria. She held his heart and he held hers, it was a silent promise that they would love eachother forever. She remembered the night after he told Lu it was over and how he told her he refused to do anything that made her feel uncomfortable. She remembered the kiss they shared again. For weeks after when she thought about it, it gave her chills. It was a kiss of such passion, such love, such desire. They did make love that night and she remembered every second of it, the looks, the sounds, and how happy she felt. She found happiness in Woody, strength and it was in that moment, she decided she didn't need to run from her problems any longer. Woody would be there for her whenever she needed him and it was true. These thoughts ran through her mind and she pressed herself deeper against him. "I love you Woody," she finally whispered.

"I love you too, Jo." She smiled through her tears.