Well unfortunately I don't own Crossing Jordan or any of the characters from the show however I now own the nurses! If I did own Crossing Jordan, IT WOULD BE STILL ON TV!! I soooo miss it! Best show ever!

I sat sobbing at the door. I just couldn't believe that I was being held captive by Woody's hospital room door. I wondered when the nurses would come in to check on him. As soon as they did, I knew I would leave. At the moment, I wasn't even sure that I could handle hearing how he actually was doing.

Although the room was huge, it felt as though I was growing claustrophobic. I moved from my position on the floor, underneath the door, to a space next to the ball. Again I crouched on the floor and pulled my knees to my chest; my tears seemed to have run dry; my face sticky from the salt. My thoughts drifted to what I would do when I got out of the room. I knew that I wouldn't stay in Boston. I tried to convince myself that I needed to and wanted to stay (both of which were true) but I knew that I wouldn't. I didn't know where I would go though. Part of me wanted to go to a busy city but the other part just wanted to go to a quiet town where I could change my name and to be able to just do my job. My head lifted at the thought of my work. I wanted to stay being an ME. It was a job that I'd learnt to love overtime and now I couldn't imagine myself doing anything else. Originally I had wanted to become a doctor but now I'd learnt that I was not a people person and I would not be the kind of doctor that people need.

I thought of places that I could run to but all of the obvious one's had some sort of connection to Woody. I almost growled in frustration. There was only one place that I could think of that didn't have a real big tie to Woody… Australia. JD had been an Australian but he was gone now so I had no ties to anyone in Australia and no memories there. I wasn't sure where in Australia I would end up but I felt a little better now that I actually had an idea as to where I was going to go.

Sighing, I closed my eyes in hope of at least slightly relieving the headache that I had. Without knowing it, I soon fell into a deep sleep…

Conversation in the nurses' station soon turned to the two people who currently were occupying room 23. Few nurses has seen the pair with their own eyes but word did travel fast in the small hospital ward and soon every nurse had heard about the disaster that had occurred involving the Detective and the ME. All of the nurses had been very touched by the seemingly magical connection both of these people had and therefore were feeling very sympathetic for the Detective as well as the ME.

Checking the time, the nurses realised that Detective Hoyt was due to be checked on again. Having not been able to decide who would go check on room 23, straws were drawn and the winning two nurses headed down the hall.

Sorry it's taken so long for me to update guys. Been hectic around here but hopefully will be able to update soon. Please comment and input any suggestions that you might have.

Naana