Lily's POV

Lily watched Macy pace back across the room and sit at his desk. He opened the bottom drawer before closing it again. He jumped when she knocked on the doorframe.

"If we'd have been watching, we could have seen this coming." He said softly.

"You think she killed him." Lily let the whispered words move across the space between them. Garret hung his head before turning it to side and looking at her.

"Do you remember how things went down with them? Right after Woody got back? How the two of them just happened to find Riggs? How what ever happened in that garage drove a rift the size of California between them?" He watched her think before she shook her head.

"No. No, Jordan wouldn't do something like that." Garret got up and tugged her into his office, closing the door behind her. "Garret what-?"

He still had a hold of her arm when he turned to face her.

"Lily think! If tomorrow someone shot the man you love, breaks his spirit, and sends your relationship into a tailspin-. Tell me if you got the chance.. if you were caught up in the moment... you wouldn't..." He must have seen her unconscious answer in her face because he nodded and let her go. "And you have ten times the restraint Jordan has."

"Does Nigel think she-?"

"Do you think we're walking around talking about it?" He yelled. Lily widened her eyes at him and dropped onto his couch. "I don't know what Nigel thinks. All I know is he feels as guilty as I do."

"Garret we couldn't have-." She shook her head. "If this is true than we were right about all of it."

"We could have been there for her more." He rubbed his hands over his face. Lily thought back two weeks.

2 weeks ago 2 weeks ago 2 weeks ago

Jordan's yelling had pulled everyone out into the hallway.

"You don't think I can do this!" She had snapped at Macy taking a step backward.

"Jordan it's not an easy thing. Kayla's going to have emotional issues-." Lily had begun.

"Don't you think I know that?" She had swung her head around, looking at each of their faces. "None of you think I could-?" Lily had seen Woody poke his head out of trace; he walked up behind them.

"Jordan, Garret's just trying to-." He had put his hands on her shoulders and she'd wrenched her body away from him.

"I don't know you anymore." She had hissed at Garret. Shaking her head at the rest of them, before spinning around to face Woody's heartbroken, concerned eyes. "And you.." Lily could hear the tears in Jordan's voice now. "If I thought I knew anyone it was.." Her voice dropped off. "When am I finally going to learn I can't trust anyone but myself? When am I ever going to learn?"

Woody had started to reach for her again but she'd plowed past him into her office and slammed the door. They had all starred at him.

"What the hell did you do?" Garret had asked turning back around an ushering everyone to go back to work.

Only Lily had seen the guilty look that crossed Woody's features. And the way he'd paused in front of her door, pressing his palm against it, before slowly wandering out of the morgue.

Lily had found out about Woody and Lu Simmons from Jeffery the next day and her hand had flown to her mouth in shock when he'd told her.

Bug had said things seemed even more complicated than normal. Lily had laughed.

Woody and Jordan were at least together, wherever they were. The morgue jury was hung to Jordan's guilt. Lu Simmons was on the war path. Seely and Santana were running interference. That was pretty damn complicated.

Santana's POV

She had already announced boldly that she was not going to help railroad her friends, but she'd found herself tagging along with Simmons to Woody's apartment anyway. She wanted to make sure. She needed to be certain this wasn't an inside job like Seely thought. She wasn't going to let Woody or Jordan go down for something they didn't do.

Now she was standing in Woody's bedroom watching Simmons dump the contents of his dresser onto his bed. Santana had seen the black box bounce across the mattress. She also knew what was inside it.

a year ago a year ago a year ago

"Hoyt I need-." She had stopped cold watching the ring box snap shut as his eyes lifted to hers. "Woody?" He had looked away. "Jordan?"

"It's her birthday." He said softly shaking his head and turning the box in his fingers.

"She said no?' Santana's eyebrows hit her hairline. She knew since Devan, since the mob thing, Jordan had been waiting for a another chance with Woody.

"I never even got to the asking part." He sighed pulling a file out of his "She freaked, started back pedaling faster than Lance Armstrong."

"You spooked her Woody that's all." Santana came around to the other side of the desk and sat on it, facing him. "You have to try again." He looked at her for a second, his lips pressed together. "Can I see it?" He turned the box to her and flipped it open again. "You have to try again." She'd repeated softly, as he shut it with a loud click and shoved it back in his pocket.

"What did you do?" She asked him exasperatedly, seeing at the regretful look on his face.

"Did you need something else?" He avoided, handing her the file he knew she needed and pointing to the door.

Now she was watching Lu Simmons' hand reach towards the box.

"I knew it." She whispered to the box. "I knew he was going to ask me to-."

"Don't touch that." Santana had vaulted across the room and snatched it out of her hands.

"Excuse me?" Lu looked at her like she was insane.

"It has nothing to do with this case." She said clutching the ring protectively in her fist.

"I know. It has everything to do with me." She smiled knowingly.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Santana snapped.

"It's my ring!" Simmons yelled.

Santana shot her a look that said dream on.

"You are so delusional." She shook her head. "It's Jordan's ring. It's been in that drawer since we were lucky enough not to know you." She hissed locking her fingers down even harder on the box. Simmons face clouded over for a moment. "You thought he wanted to marry you? He doesn't even know you."

"He loves me." Lu shot at Santana.

"He told you that?" Lu looked away and Santana smiled. "No he didn't, because Woody loves Jordan." She held the ring box up to Simmons. "Your just the rebound girl he was screwing until something happened that woke him up."

"So, you're the shrink now?" Lu cocked her head. "Where did you get your PhD?"

"Yeah what a super shrink you are!" She laughed. "Even I know you're not supposed to screw your patients, Tallulah."

"Give it to me. It's evidence." She hissed lunging for it.

"Hell no." She laughed holding the box further away.

"Look Sweetie. I was a detective while you were still in high school."

"I've been here longer." Santana smirked. "And I wasn't sleeping with either one of the 'suspects' so.." She slipped the ring into her pocket and looked around Woody's place. "Okay come on. We're finished here." She said with the same level of authority that Seely had. The uniforms stopped searching the living room. Santana grinned widely, never taking her eyes off of Simmons.