A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted earlier, this chapter, and the chapter after wards was really hard to write! It's the episode 3.11 'In Deep', just changed to fit my story, but they're both done now! Thank you so much for all your reviews! 8 reviews for one chapter! I'm ecstatic about that! Anyway, I'm rambling, so on with the story!


1 WEEK LATER

It was my first day back at work, and I had been sentenced to desk duty. Jordan had been back at work for a couple of days, and complained that much about being on desk duty the first day he was back, that Vince ordered him to get out into the field the next day. Knowing Vince, it would be a while before I was back out in the field, but all I wanted to do was get back out, doing what I love.
I hadn't slept anywhere but Jordan's since the crash, and a fair amount of my clothes were taking over Jordan's wardrobe, and I had also taken over the bathroom, with a mandarin shower gel and a hairdryer now decorating the bathroom, and a half a shelf in the medicine cabinet taken up with my toiletries.
Jordan and I were closer than ever, but we still hadn't taken our relationship to the next step. We were in no hurry, but life was good where we were. We still hadn't told anyone at work either, and that was the hardest thing. Not being able to tell Lara, her best friend.

I pulled up outside Rescue and got out of the car. Everyone must have been at a rescue because there were no cars there. I ran up the stairs to see what Vince had for me.
"Here's your work." He said, handing me a big pile of paperwork.
"Great… Where is everyone?" I asked, sitting down at my desk.
"At a rescue, somewhere you don't need to worry about." Vince said, smiling, before swivelling around in his chair and saying something in his earpiece.
I sat for about 20 minutes, bored out of my mind, doing the paperwork, until Vince headed into the kitchen. "Cuppa?" He called.
"No thanks." I said, getting out of my chair and heading to Michelle's office as soon as Vince was out of sight.
"Michelle…" I said when she beckoned me in.
"What do you want?" She smiled.
"Can I please go back out in the field? Just sitting around here isn't helping me at all. It's making it worse, if anything. Pretty please?" I begged.
"Go ask Vince. If he says yes, then it's fine with me."
"Thank you!" I said, running out the door to find Vince.
I found him transferring his coffee from his mug into his go-cup, meaning he had decided to go out to the rescue.
"Going out in the field?"
"Yeah, it's getting worse. One of the prisoners got hold of a gun."
"Prisoners?" I exclaimed.
"Oh yeah, I didn't tell you. Prison transport vehicle crashed." Vince said sheepishly, heading for the stairs.
"Well can I come? I'm fine!"
"If you weren't fine, would you tell me?" He turned around.
"Yes. Well, probably not. But I am fine. It's no biggie!"
"No biggie," Vince said. "I'll remember that next time I crash a copter and nearly drown!"
"Please?"
Vince sighed. "What did Michelle say?"
"To ask you…"
"Fine, get in." Vince walked to one of the cars and got in the driver's side. I happy-danced my way over to the passenger side.

When we arrived, the scene was swarming with ambo's, and police. Vince was called over by a guy who looked like the leader of the police force. "You in charge of the rescue lot?"
"Vince Marchello."
"I want your people out of here as soon as the critical patients are evacuated."
"Who are you?" Vince asked, as I stood next to him.
"Inspector Perrett, SPG." Figures as to why he's such an ass. "I'm here to fix the bloody mess you lot made." Yep definitely an ass.
"If it wasn't for us, mate, Rescue," Vince stated. "You'd have a lot of dead prisoners on your hands."
"At least they'd be in custody. You people are amateur hour."
"What's up your ass?" Vince called.
"Vince," I warned. "Just take it easy."
"Listen to the red head, Vince, and do as you're told." Inspector Perrett turned away, leaving Vince really pissed off.

"What does SPG stand for again?" I said, Jordan and Chase joining us.
"Super poser group." Jordan joked. Chase and Vince walked away mumbling. I heard the words 'gits' and 'pricks' thrown in with their garble.
"So what's going on? I thought you were on desk duty?" Jordan said, worry showing on his face.
"Yeah, I heard you couldn't keep yourself out of trouble." I flirted.
Jordan scoffed. "You're trouble."
I turned around, laughing, and headed over to the Rescue command that had been set up.
Jordan caught up to me, saying "You know, you're making it really hard for me to resist kissing you."
"How?" I smiled. "I'm just walking."
"Exactly, it's hot. You're hot."
"Now you're making it hard for me." I leant down on a fold-out table, and Jordan took the seat on the other side.

"Good news." Dean announced. "We're going searching for the missing prisoners."
"Inspector Parrett cleared it." A police woman I didn't know said. I looked at Jordan who whispered Senior Constable Zoe Hulme.
"Well, if Inspector Perrett cleared it! Dean and Lara, you head team one, Jordan and Heidi, you're team two. Chase, you're staying here with me." Vince commanded.
"You'll have an armed police escort. I'll go with the first group and…" She called over another policeman. "Jacobski will you with you two." She pointed at Jordan and me.
"Ok, lets head." Lara said, grabbing her pack from the ground.

"So, what are we gonna do?" I said, pushing a tree's branches out of the way to enable passage for us.
"Find the escapees?" Jordan said.
"No, dummy. Us."
"Oh right, um… Hey, look!" Jordan pointed at something.
"Where? What?" I tried to follow his line of sight.
"Just over there." He lowered his arm as I found what he was pointing at.
"What is that?" I said.
"I don't know, but it's worth checking out." Jordan said as he set up the pulley and was about to lower himself down, when Jacobski announced that he had been called somewhere, and instructed us to stay where we were.
"Yeah right," I said once he'd left. "As if that's ever gonna happen."
Jordan laughed full-heartedly, securing the rope to his lever. "What do you mean about us?"
"We're team mates, we're not allowed to date, you know that."
"Oh yeah." Jordan stood up and kissed me, before starting to belay himself down the rock-face. "And you know what? I don't give a crap." I smiled as his cheeky grin dropped out of view.

"Rescue 5 portable to rescue 3 portable, got anything?" I said into my radio.
A response crackled over the radio. "Ah, Rescue 3 portable. Hold on." I watched Jordan walk away from what he had pointed out, confused as to where he was heading.
"Jordan, come in." I said when Jordan dropped out of sight. "Jordan, where are you?"
Growing worried about Jordan's whereabouts after a couple of minutes, I belayed myself down the cliff-face. "Jordan," I called. "Rescue 5 portable to Rescue 3 portable, where are you?" I called his name again, with no response. I looked down and saw something lying on the ground on the path Jordan was taking. I unattached myself from the rope, and checked it out. It was Jordan's radio. "Jordan!" I yelled.

"Rescue 5 portable to Rescue command, come in." I radioed.
"Go ahead Heidi," Vince responded.
"The cops catch Sheree yet?" I asked.
"Negative, false alarm. Just a terrified bushwalker armed with a camera, over."
"I can't find Jordan, he's gone." I said, panic setting in.
"What do you mean he's gone?" Michelle said, joining our radio conversation.
"I've looked everywhere," I confessed. "I've just found his radio dropped on the ground. He's gone."
"Righto, Heidi. Stay put, we're coming to you." Vince commanded. "Heidi, do you read? Heidi. Stay there, we are coming to you. Don't go out on your own, over."
I bit back a protest that would get me sent home for sure, instead opting for a simple "Copy that." I looked down the path Jordan had taking, contemplating for a second, before walking off and disobeying my orders.

I will find you Jordan, I thought. I will.


A/N: So what did you guys think? Let's say, 5 reviews and I'll post tomorrow? And I promise I will! It's already written and the next chapter half written! Thank you so much for reading! Elena xxy