Woody and Jordan; their relationship was one of confusion. Woody chased; Jordan rejected, Jordan chased; Woody rejected. It was wonderful but they really needed to get their act together. With Jordan's history of running, I was very surprised that she stayed after Woody rejected her but I learnt that it was simply that she had never really loved anyone before.
She loved him; heart and soul. He loved her; heart and soul. They just had to move in at the same time and with the same feelings. They both had their fair share of issues to deal with but each had helped each other to pass through tough times.
They'd each rescued each other from any number of tight scrapes. Woody followed Jordan to LA, Jordan followed Woody to LA and they'd both gone on missions that no-one would have attempted unless they'd be crazy. But this pair; it was just a typical attitude.
Their love for one another; though often denied and portrayed otherwise was a love that would last forever. Regardless of the time that Jordan would run, the times that Woody would lose his temper, the times that they would drive each other up the wall. All these times would not change the fact that each of them loved the other and would do anything for them. The time that they made a move would be a time that I desperately wanted to be there for.
I had a feeling that this week would be that week. The Boston Police Department's Annual Ball. Jordan and Woody were going together as a date, something that should have happened a long time ago. Neither were willing to admit it, but this was more than a date for both of them. It was a chance to move on, a chance for their relationship to go the extra step.
I arrived earlier than they did, waiting for Rene and the rest of the gang. When they arrived, Woody looking handsome in a tux and Jordan looking stunning in a red dress that accentuated her curves wonderfully; they seated next to each other at the table. During the meal, I had the distinct impression that they were playing footsie under the table, but I couldn't be sure. Soon after the presentation, they got up to dance.
The music was slow and they were wrapped in each other's arms. Neither noticed the approving glances that they were receiving from both Morgue workers and Police officers. Everyone had been waiting for this night; the night that two of the most stubborn and uncoordinated people would make up their mind and this time for good.
After about five slow dances and a few faster one's Jordan and Woody decided to call it a night. They left together, their eyes both locked onto each other; their arms wrapped around each other.
Sorry it's so short - the next one should be longer.