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A Love from the Past

















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Blast From the Past
Fan fiction and fond (mostly) memories
of soap days gone by


A Love from the Past
by hot4luis

Chapter Twelve

Jordan typed away on her laptop looking for information on Joseph Marcel, a.k.a, Hank Bennett. She was still overwhelmed that he would do something like that. Yes, he was a mysteriously cocky man, but with Jordan’s natural ability to judge someone she had known for a little while, she had him coined as a great guy. And something told her he was great. He was just confused. Majorly confused.

She was having a little trouble concentrating and she was afraid she might’ve woken up Sheridan. She rubbed the back of her neck trying to shrug off the feeling something was wrong. She glanced at the gun she had put on the coffee table. ‘Sheridan doesn’t know it but the drug cartel is still loose. And you could never be too safe when it comes to them.’ She closed her eyes and then she heard the main door creak, she jumped up, whipped the gun off the coffee table and aimed at the door. The lights flickered on a fraction of a second later and she heard Sheridan scream. She and Luis were standing at the door, shocked expressions on their faces.

"Sheridan! Luis!" Jordan yelled, relieved. "You almost gave me a heart attack."

"We gave you a heart attack? You’re the one standing with a gun aimed at us." Sheridan said a hand over the left side of her chest. Jordan lowered the gun.

"What are you doing up so late?" Luis asked.

"I should be asking the two of you that. I thought you were asleep."

"I couldn’t sleep so I went to the park to think and bumped into Luis." Sheridan said as the two of them walked to where Jordan was standing.

"What?!" she exclaimed "You went out alone?"

"Jordan the hit man is caught. Why are you so worried?" Sheridan asked skeptically. Jordan realized she had said too much. She wasn’t going to let Sheridan or Luis, know that a guy they trusted for so long had a sordid past. Not until she really had to, anyway.

"She was just worried ‘bout you. Right Green?" Luis said giving Jordan a big hug. "That FBI instinct just kicked in." Jordan knew that Luis sensed something was up and she was grateful he intervened. Then he whispered in her ear "We’ll talk later." "Well it’s really late. I’m going to bed." Sheridan said and walked past Luis and Jordan. "Goodnight Jo, Luis."

"Goodnight Sheridan." they chorused together and Jordan noticed Sheridan and Luis exchange a funny look. She smiled inwardly. When Sheridan left, Jordan grinned impishly at Luis. He asked her what she was grinning about.

"Just happened to bump into each other, huh?"

"Yes, we just happened to bump into each other." Luis said witheringly.

"And?" Jordan asked raising an eyebrow.

"We talked. She told me about hearing someone on the wharf one night."

"Yeah she told me about it. So did she believe it wasn’t you?"

"I think she did." he said putting his hands in his pockets.

"Did you tell her you love her?"

"No, not in so many words." Luis said looking at the floor.

"You gotta tell her. If that doesn’t get her to trust you than I don’t know what will." Jordan responded closing the cover of her laptop. She had just realized it was open and that a picture of Hank was slowly downloading on it.

"I was going to. But I got distracted." he replied mischievously.

"What do you mean you got…oh." Jordan said preoccupied at first but smiled when she finally understood.

"So what’s up with you?" he asked perceptively walking over to her laptop. She blocked his way. He looked at her surprised and confused.

"I’m sorry Luis, FBI files are highly confidential." she answered with an authoritative air. He grinned devilishly. "What are you thinking Luis? I know that look." In response he tackled her to the couch tickling her stomach. She squealed with laughter and protest. "Luis, stop! This is unprofessional! Get off me you big bully!"

"Okay!" Luis said and got off her but kneeled down beside the couch. She sat back in an upright position and he looked at her, smiling. "Thank you for believing it wasn’t me that said those things about Sheridan on the wharf."

"You’re welcome, but you don’t have to thank me." she replied and tenderly kissed his forehead. "I love you and want you to be happy."

"I know you do. Love you, too." he said kissing her nose and getting up to leave "G’night Green."

"Night, chocolate eyes." she answered as he closed the door behind him.

The next day Jordan and Sheridan made their way to Bennetts for their annual barbecue. The Russells and the Lopez Fititzgeralds were one of the regular people who attended this ‘gala’ and this year a Crane and a Green were invited too. Jordan was well aware that Hank would be there and although she didn’t want to ruin the fun, Rob had called and told her it was ‘imperative’ that he be dealt with today. Jordan sighed and rubbed her temple preparing for the tiring day ahead.





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