Woody was still sitting on the cold hard ground when his phone rang, but Garrett got to it before he could.
"It's Jordan." He announced, before answering it, "Hello? Jordan? Are you there?"
Garrett looked at the phone. The signal was fine but……wait.
"Somebody go get a signal trace on this." He would've smiled if he had known she wasn't in danger. Clever Jordan, he thought. Call so we could trace the signal.
"I'm on it." Nigel said, with Bug, and Lily following. He whipped out his laptop, and some wires. He hooked up the phone to it, with Jordan still on the line. After a minute, the signal pulled up, and a map of where she was.
"Looks like she's moving." Lily said, a confused look across her face.
"She's in a car. Let's go!" Woody said, as he beaconed them all into his car. He drove, with Nigel in the passenger's side with the laptop, and the rest of them, Garrett, Bug, Lily, Matt, and Lu, were squished in the back, although Lily had chosen to sit on Bug's lap, and not to her surprise, he had accepted. Woody drove like a bat outta hell from then on, coming closer and closer to Jordan's signal. When woody got up behind a white van, it showed them practically on top of the signal. Luckily, the guys didn't notice.
"She's in there." Nigel proclaimed. They all looked at the van, looking for windows, something to shoot out, but they found nothing.
"Garrett, can you aim?" Woody asked, looking back at him.
"Just give me the gun, Woody!" Garrett said, causing those next to him to move as far away as possible. Garrett aimed as best as he could, for the back, left tire. He shot, and hit square, causing the van to swerve. Garrett gave the gun to Matt, opposite him, and he shot the other back tire. Inside the van, the guys were going nuts.
"What do we do?" The passenger guy said frantically.
"Jump out, quick!" They guys jumped out, leaving Jordan in the back of the swerving van. She almost panicked, but then climbed up to the front, and took the wheel. She slammed the brakes hard and the van skidded to a stop. Woody had stopped a few feet back, in pursuit of the guys. He and Garrett held both of them down, while Matt called it in. Jordan took a long, shaky breath, and sat back in the seat of the van for a minute. When she was as stable as possible, she stepped out of the van, to find the guys going into a squad car, and Woody racing towards her. He hadn't even touched her yet, when she collapsed into a big, sobbing heap in his arms. Everyone gathered, asked if she was okay about a million times, asked if there was anything they could do about two million times, then eventually went home. Lily with Bug, Garrett by himself, and surprisingly, Matt with Lu. They were going to dinner. Or breakfast. Or anything that you could get at 5 am. Woody stood holding Jordan for the longest time, then they walked back to his car, and drove home. Jordan sat silent, as if lost in her own little world, and she deserved to. She had been through a lot today.
"Woody?" She said suddenly as they pulled up to the building.
"Huh?" he asked her, softly.
"Where's my car?" She had a weak smile on her face.
Woody laughed a little bit. Of all the questions. "They took it. Probably won't be recovered."
Jordan smiled a little bit bigger. "Guess that means I need a new car."
Woody laughed as they climbed the steps and went down the hallway to the apartment. They both entered the apartment with smiles. They quickly changed, then limbe d into bed, Jordan was exhausted, and so was he. He leaned over again, close to her, and whispered, "Jordan?"
He heard a soft "Huh?"
"I Love You." He whispered softly. He leaned back, sure that she was already asleep. Suddenly, he heard a soft, "I Love You Too."