Haha, how did you like that cliffhanger? Sorry but I had to have one like that.

Lily was sitting on the floor with Jordan when Woody, freaked out as he was, kneeled next to his wife. Lily was holding something on Jordan's arm to stop the bleeding.

"Are you alright?" Woody asked.

"He shot me in the arm!" Jordan exclaimed, "So no, not really."

Woody took out his phone, "I'm calling Liz."

"You don't need to call Liz," Jordan protested, "The baby is great, kicking. But my arm is killing me!"

Woody put his phone away but as soon as the EMTs arrived and situated both Jordan and Greg on stretchers, Woody told Lily to call Liz once they got to the hospital. Both Woody and Lily went with Jordan and while she was being checked out by the doctors Lily borrowed Woody's phone.

"Dr. Meyers? It's Lily Lebowski, Jordan's friend."

"Hi, Lily. How are you?"

"Oh, well Jordan defiantly isn't going to be able to make the appointment today."

"Why not? Is everything alright?"

"We had a situation at the morgue;Jordan got shot in the arm. We're at the hospital right now."

"What!" exclaimed Liz, "I don't even want to know how she got shot."

"Do you think you could stop by a little later just so Woody stops freaking out?"

"I can be there in twenty minutes."

Lily ended the call and went back into the hospital to see how Jordan was doing and warn her of the impending visit.

"Luckily, the bullet went cleanly through Jordan's arm and it should be all healed in a few weeks," Woody filled in Lily when she got back, "As it turns out Greg is bi-polar but he was off of his medication. His cousin's death sparked some sort of manic outburst he had no control over and he is being treated right now."

"I'm glad you're going to be alright, Jordan," Lily hugged her friend, "But in about 20 minutes, I think you're going to get hell from Liz."

oOoOoOo

Six weeks later, Jordan's arm was completely healed and she was in the beginning of her ninth month – four more weeks to go. As exciting as that was, Garret also forced her into working half days until the baby was born – then she got six months maternity leave. There are some perks to never taking a vacation.

One o'clock rolled around and Jordan shut down her computer. At the same time Garret poked his head in.

"Jordan, go home," he ordered.

"I am," she replied, then added, "Mom."

"I heard that," Garret told her.

Jordan grabbed her coat, purse a keys, "You were supposed to."

oOoOoOo

By the time Jordan got home it had just begun to snow. She stopped at Taco Bell on the way to get some food and now she could eat.

"Maybe I'll watch some day time TV," she mused aloud while unlocking the door.

No sooner than she had gotten inside did she hear the words every child hates to hear from their parents: "Jordan Marie Cavanaugh!"

Her first thought was, 'Oh shit, what did I do now?' before realizing that she didn't do anything and the accusing voice should not even be here.

"Dad?" She asked cautiously.

"I'm in the kitchen," he replied, some what sternly.

Jordan walked, as quickly as possible, to the kitchen to see her father. She didn't even say anything but hugged him as tightly as she could. When she finally pulled apart he was looking down at her huge stomach.

"I think I've been gone for too long," he wondered.

Jordan nodded, "You have and I have a lot to tell you."

Max gave her a look saying 'you think?'

"Let's sit down," Jordan suggested, "I'm hungry and it's more comfortable to talk if I'm sitting down.

They sat at the kitchen table and Jordan ate her soft tacos before they talked. Once she was done, Max asked "How far are you?"

"36 weeks. I'm due January 7th," Jordan replied, "and before you ask, it's Woody's. I'm sure you were looking around and saw pictures."

"You two are married, right?" Her dad asked.

"Yes. I got pregnant around March 7th. Woody and I had been together for seven months when I found out. He proposed, not because of the baby but because he had been planning to for a while. We got married in Vegas July 15th because we were there for a case and I just wanted to get married before the baby was born," she recapped.

Max smiled "Are you happy, honey?"

"Deliriously happy," She replied.

"Do you know the sex of the baby?" he inquired

Jordan nodded, "We're having a girl. Emily Claire Hoyt."

"Emily," he whispered.

"She's kicking right now if you want to feel, grandpa," she told him with a huge smile on her face.

MEANWHILE

Woody heard a knock at his office door. Without looking away from his computer screen he said "Come in."

"Hey big brother," Cal greeted, coming into the office.

"Cal," Woody stood up and hugged his brother, "What are you doing here?"

"I've come to visit you and Jordan," he replied, "Can you get out of here early?"

Woody nodded, "I just need to finish up this report and I can leave."

Cal sat in a chair in front of Woody's desk playing with a pen while Woody sat in his chair attentively staring at the computer screen and typing the end of the report.

"So, four more weeks until you're a daddy," Cal said as they were leaving.

"Four more weeks until you're an uncle," Woody replied, "Garret put Jordan on half days so she's done at 1 everyday. I think she may go stir crazy."

"Hurry up man," Cal said; impatient with how slowly Woody was walking, "I wanna see my favorite sister-in-law."

"She's your only sister-in-law."

oOoOoOo

Jordan and Max were still talking with Woody got home with Cal.

"Jordan!" Cal yelled, "We're home!"

Jordan waddled out of the kitchen followed by Max.

"Max?" Woody asked confused at seeing the man who had been gone for so long.

"Cal!" Jordan exclaimed before hugging him.

"I believe congratulations are in order," Max smiled at his son-in-law before hugging Woody.

Once Woody got his bearings he introduced Max and Cal. They all went into the living room where Jordan and Max filled in Woody about what he (Max) had been doing all this time. Thankfully he had been staying on the down low and out of trouble.

"Oh, and if its no problem with you, I'd like to stay here for a while and meet my granddaughter," Max said.

"None at all," Woody replied – their daughter needed a grandparent.

Later that night the spare room was made up for Max and Cal was crashing on the pull out couch in the living room. Jordan and Woody lay in bed – Jordan on her back and Woody on his side, his head level with Jordan's belly.

"Hey, Em, it's your daddy. I just wanted to say that your mommy and I love you very much and we can't wait to see you. You will have many people to give you lots of presents. The only blood related relatives are your Grandpa – grandparents are put here to spoil their grandchildren – and Uncle Cal. But there are also mommy and daddy's friends Aunt Lily, Uncle Nigel, Uncle Bug, Uncle Garret, and Aunt Renee. They all love you, too, and you will probably be able to get whatever you want from them," at this Jordan laughed. Woody looked up at her, "It's true."

"She'll be able to get whatever she wants from you but if she can't get it from you then she'll get it from them," Jordan stated, "You can ask my dad but I had him wrapped around my little finger when I was a kid."

"Anyway, Em, no matter what happens there will always be someone here for you. If you can't talk to us, Aunt Lily is the best bet. And if Uncle Nigel gives you advice, get a second opinion before doing anything," Woody finished up then kissed Jordan's tummy right below her belly button.

"That was sweet," she told him as he moved up to kiss her.