A/N: HERE IS THE SECOND PART TO THIS LITTLE STORY INSIDE THE STORY. STILL A LITTLE ANGSTY, BUT IT WILL ALL MAKE SENSE IN THE END. TRUST ME. AS ALWAYS PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. I DON'T OWN THEM, JUST THIS STORY.
CHAPTER 16: HOSTAGES PART 2: KNOWING
A few minutes after Bug and Jordan left the morgue, another call came in informing Garret that three more bodies were found outside of the abandoned schoolhouse. So with Nigel driving hot on the heels of Bug, the four ME's arrived at the scene within seconds of each other. As they exited their vehicles, the four were extremely surprised by what they saw. There were dozens of police officers, a mob of television and newspaper reporters, a swat team being briefed nearby and helicopters hovering overhead. "What the hell is going on?", Jordan asked no one in particular. "This much action for five bodies?", Nigel asked Garret. "I'll find out what's going on.", hestated, walking toward the police captain. "I'll call Woody and see if he knows anything.", Jordan added, fishing her cell phone out of her pocket.
"I've got two of my best people in there.", the captain yelled over to the swat team leader as he was walking to meet Garret. "Dr. Macy we've got a serious hostage situation in there, Detective Santana and Detective Hoyt.", the captain explained, looking over at Jordan. "Woody's in there?", Garret asked shocked. The captain nodded sadly, "Does his wife know yet?", he asked, turning back to Garret. "No we had no idea, we just came for the bodies.", he replied. The captain sighed heavily, "Would you tell her, I've got to stay here at the command post. I know she's not in the best condition for news like this but I think she would take it better if it came from you.", he stated shaking Garret's hand. Garret nodded and slowly turned away when the captain called back, "As for the bodies Dr. Macy, you can't collect them until we have the situation under control. It might be a while.". Garret looked up briefly, then continued on his way back to the group.
Garret walked to them, giving Nigel and Bug a somber look and putting his hand on Jordan's shoulder. "So what did you find out? I tried to get a hold of Woody, but he didn't answer his desk phone and he must not be able to answer his cell because it went right to voicemail.", she explained brightly. "There is a hostage situation, so we can't recover the bodies until the scene is clear…..", he started. "Who's in there to warrant such a production?", Nigel asked with a slight chuckle. Garret took in a deep breath, "Captain said it was Santana and……..", but before he could finish he was cut off again, this time by a meddling reporter. "I've got a Louisa Santana and a male detective who's name hasn't been released. Something about him not being cleared for this case. I don't know, that's all that they're telling us.", she rambled, closing her notebook. "That could be anyone.", Bug stated, giving Garret a curious look. "I hope it's not Seely, Lily will be frantic.", Jordan said. "Jordan it's ……", Garret tried again.
Another reporter overheard the conversation and came over, "I heard it was that crippled cop that got shot last spring.", he stated, proud of the 'scoop' he had. Jordan's heart sank, "What did you say?", Jordan yelled, pulling the man by his coat collar. "Listen lady, that's just what I heard. Okay? Why you getting' so upset anyhow?.", he asked smugly. "Because you moron, that crippled cop is my husband.", she screamed, pushing him backwards into the snow. "Jordan you don't…….", Nigel tried to comfort her. "Nige who else could it be?", she cried. "My God, Woody's in there.", she whispered, pushing her way through the barricades. "Whoa Nelly. Come back here Jordan.", Nigel demanded, grabbing her arm. "Let go of me Nigel, I need to……", she pleaded. "You need to stay right here.", Bug ordered, guiding her back to the van. Garret took Bug aside, "Do me a favor Bug and call Lily, explain the situation and let her know that Jordan needs her. Now."
Jordan felt her world closing in on her. She looked all around for any information any clue as to what was going on. This can't be happening, she thought to herself. Just then, her eye caught a glimmer next to one of the squad cars, leaning against it was Woody's crutch. She started walking toward the car, "Jordan where do you think you're going?", Garret asked, running after her. "Garret, he can't walk without it.", she whispered, picking up the crutch. "I know Jordan.", Garret comforted, pulling her into his arms. "He can't walk without it.", she repeated, tears falling down her cheeks. Within minutes of rejoining the group, Lily arrived, "Everything is going to be fine, Jordan. You have to be strong, for the baby.", she comforted. Jordan rubbed her bulging belly, her thoughts lost on Woody. She was helped into an awaiting ambulance, to keep warm while they waited for word.
Inside the schoolhouse, a man dragged Woody with one hand, holding Santana's gun with the other hand. "Get up.", he scolded, pulling him into a small classroom in the middle of the abandoned building. "I would if I could.", Woody shot back just as the man mercilessly dumped him into an empty chair. Santana was seated next to Woody, her wrists and ankles tied in front of her. The man walked toward Woody holding some left over rope. "What are you gonna do, tie me up? I can't go anywhere, or haven't you noticed.", Woody pointed out, nodding to the braces on his legs and the lone crutch laying on the floor, a few feet away from him. The man threw down the rope and shrugged, then started pacing. "So what's wrong with you?", he asked with genuine concern. "I was shot last year. I've got seventy percent nerve damage.", Woody admitted. "Oh…..sorry.", the gunman mumbled. Woody ruffled his brow, "Is this our guy?", he asked Santana, thoroughly confused. She shook her head, "Where's Rick?", she yelled at the man. "I don't know. He was shot and told me to stay here and wait while he went for help.", he told them. Woody noticed how scared and unsure the man was, that might work to our advantage, he thought as he formed his next move.