Author's note: As usual I do not own CJ and such. I do own Alexis Kelly though . . .

Nigel tapped the computer keys with effortless speed. Unfortunately for him, he was putting great effort into his search for Jordan and it proved to be in vain thus far. He knew that if he didn't find something, Jordan would have his head come morning. But so far all he had found just expanded on what Jordan told him. Nothing he found could be thought of as suspicious. He found she attended the University of Wisconsin for a year before transferring to Boston University pursuing a Communications degree. But he found she left had left after three years. Nigel could only assume that it was because she met Colin, but then he found that her mother died about the same time. Nigel guessed that she left and simply never went back.

He had searched into her husband's death, which wasn't hard as it seemed since it turned out that Bug had handled the case. Colin Kelly had been killed in a car accident three years ago, leaving Alexis a young widow. Bug's report seemed pretty though and there didn't appear to have anything out of place. Mr. Kelly had died as a result of massive head trauma when his car was struck by an oncoming vehicle. Nigel made a mental note to talk to Bug about it as soon as he got back in from the Chicago conference.

He had even tried looking for an criminal record and all he had found were a couple of parking tickets that had been promptly paid. He had managed to bring up her driver's record and from the picture he couldn't see what Jordan was so worried about. From all that he could find on Alexis she seemed just like an up-standing, sweet country gal. Someone very much like Woody, he thought. But after several hours of searching, Nigel found nothing that raised any flags. He run his hands over his hair and let out a long sigh. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. Everything he found simply backed up what Jordan had said. Cursing under his breath he came to the conclusion that tomorrow morning Jordan would indeed have his head.

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Woody watched Alexis as she stood up from the booth. She wrapped her arms around herself and started pacing the length of the bar. Woody recognized her movements, knew that she was deep in thought. He got up and walked toward her. "What are you thinking, Alexis?"

"Wait just a minute" Jordan interrupted. "Are you saying that one of your people is going around Boston killing your own clients?" Jordan also stood up and took several steps toward them.

Alexis turned around to face Jordan. "Not quite." She said slowly. "Someone who has an association with . . ."

"An association?" Jordan exclaimed, raising her voice. "Please! How do we know that you don't have something to do with it, huh? How do we know that you aren't covering up for someone else?"

"Jordan," Woody said stepping between them and holding up his hands in front of him. . "Stop this. We'll figure this out. Look, we won't find this guy by making attacking each other."

"How can you think that I am covering something up?" Alexis asked ignoring Woody and focusing on Jordan. "Don't you think that it scares me to think that someone is using me to hurt these women? I want to know who did this just as much as you do. I have done everything I can to help you both to figure this out."

Woody turned once more toward Alexis. "Jordan didn't mean . . ."

Alexis uncrossed her arms and held them up. "She meant exactly what she said. Not that I blame her." Alexis said calmly as she looked Jordan in the eye. "Look, obviously you don't want me working with you on this." She turned from them and reached for her things.

"Where do you think you going now?" Jordan demanded. "Going to hide away?"

"Jordan would you just back off?" Woody hissed. He was quickly getting tired of playing man-in-the-middle. And he knew that Alexis could offer them the clue to finding the murderer if he could just get the two women to work together and stay focused on the case.

"Hide? No." Alexis answered defiantly. "I'm leaving you both to figure this out. So why don't you just get what ever orders or papers or what have you to do what you need to. I'm going to the same. I'll leave all of the paperwork here for you and if you need anything else have Woody call me. In the mean time, I'm getting out of your way." She proceeded to gather her jacket and computer.

"You don't have to go." Woody said following her to the door. Jordan watched them saying nothing. He placed his hands on her arm and turned her so that she was facing him "Look, Jordan just meant that maybe you are more aware about what is going on then even you know."

Alexis looked at him momentarily studying him. "You think that too don't you? Maybe it has been to long, Woody." She put on her coat and opened the door. "If you need anything else let me know." She called over her shoulder as she closed the door.

Jordan barely let the door close before she spoke. "You still think that she is so innocent?" Woody didn't say anything for a moment. Then he slowly turned around.

"Did you really have to do that? Did you really have to accuse her of hiding something? She had been nothing but forthright with us from the beginning. She was trying to help us and you have to act like a jealous sixteen year old girl."

"Jealous? Of that? I just think that you are letting your past get in the way of solving this case. We have a murderer out there and you want to play catch-up with your old sweet heart. I'm just thinking about this best interest of this case."

Woody shook his head in frustration. "Whatever, Jordan. You haven't given her a chance from the beginning. I don't know what it is exactly that you have against her but as long as she has information that can help us you have to think about solving this case. That means you need to stop attacking her." He gathered up the files that Alexis left behind on the bar table. "I think that I'll work on these at the precinct. I'll see about getting a warrant for her employee list and doing some background checks. If I need anything I'll let you know."

"Woody, wait." Jordan called after him.

"I'll see you tomorrow Jordan." Woody told her before exiting the bar, leaving Jordan alone with her thoughts.