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vocab_drabblesTitle: It Takes a Morgue
Fandom: Crossing Jordan
Author: Cat Moon
Rating: PG
Words: 200
Characters: Jordan, Madeleine
Summary: Sometimes a 'village' is a morgue, and Aunt Jordan is an unconventional, but very cool (honorary) aunt.
Notes: a silly little thing, but it wouldn’t leave me alone till I wrote it. And then I forgot about it and it sat on my hard drive for over a year. Then I found it again, and finished it. Takes place in the future, when the baby Lily had at the end of the series is a teenager.
It was a Tuesday afternoon, and Jordan was on her way to join Woody at a possible crime scene. Someone had taken a header out the window of a high-rise, and as medical examiner, it was her job to decide if the defenestration was murder, suicide, or just an accident.
She ran into Madeleine, nearly literally, as the girl breezed out of the elevator. Obvious immediately was the absence of her previous black hair and the appearance of bright pink braids down her back.
“Hey, Maddie, loving the hair,” Jordan complimented as they bumped fists in greeting.
“Thanks Aunt Jordan! Do you think my parents will agree?” Madeleine asked anxiously.
“Oh, um,” Jordan stalled, realizing this was a development that Lily and Bug knew nothing about yet, and probably wasn't going to go over well. “Tell ‘em it was my idea,” she suggested magnanimously. “They’ll believe it.”
“You’re the greatest!” Madeleine enthused, giving her a big hug.
“You owe me a favor now!” she called to the girl’s retreating back. It was always good to have a teenager owe you.
It took a village to raise a child, and this particular morgue was a real but unlikely village of found-family.
Fandom: Crossing Jordan
Author: Cat Moon
Rating: PG
Words: 200
Characters: Jordan, Madeleine
Summary: Sometimes a 'village' is a morgue, and Aunt Jordan is an unconventional, but very cool (honorary) aunt.
Notes: a silly little thing, but it wouldn’t leave me alone till I wrote it. And then I forgot about it and it sat on my hard drive for over a year. Then I found it again, and finished it. Takes place in the future, when the baby Lily had at the end of the series is a teenager.
It was a Tuesday afternoon, and Jordan was on her way to join Woody at a possible crime scene. Someone had taken a header out the window of a high-rise, and as medical examiner, it was her job to decide if the defenestration was murder, suicide, or just an accident.
She ran into Madeleine, nearly literally, as the girl breezed out of the elevator. Obvious immediately was the absence of her previous black hair and the appearance of bright pink braids down her back.
“Hey, Maddie, loving the hair,” Jordan complimented as they bumped fists in greeting.
“Thanks Aunt Jordan! Do you think my parents will agree?” Madeleine asked anxiously.
“Oh, um,” Jordan stalled, realizing this was a development that Lily and Bug knew nothing about yet, and probably wasn't going to go over well. “Tell ‘em it was my idea,” she suggested magnanimously. “They’ll believe it.”
“You’re the greatest!” Madeleine enthused, giving her a big hug.
“You owe me a favor now!” she called to the girl’s retreating back. It was always good to have a teenager owe you.
It took a village to raise a child, and this particular morgue was a real but unlikely village of found-family.
