Prologue;
This is my first fanfiction ever, so please be nice. I don't really give a damn about flaming so flame all u want I don't give a sh#t. Oh and please review it helps.
Summary;
(How episode 22 of Forever should've played out and what happens after that.)He knew he should've told her sooner and now he might not get that chance. He was terrified for her sake and Abe's ,but if he got a second chance he would gladly take it.
Second Chances;
The pain was agonizing. He could barely breath let alone stay awake. He's thankful that Adam couldn't harm them now, but that didn't change his fate. He always wanted to die ,but he never thought about how dying would playout. He was terrified actually. A image of Jo flashed before his eyes. Oh how he would miss her ,her smile ,her eyes. She was one of the last people that he would want to effect by this.
Footsteps down the subway stairs ,the way he had came in search of Adam ,caught his attention even though his ears rang from the flintlocks shot. He hoped ,no he prayed it was her. He hoped ,no he prayed that it was her. If not ,either his secret was in danger, not that he told Jo ,but at this point he didn't care, or he would die at the comfort of a complete stranger.
"Henry?" Her voice came softly. Almost a whisper.
"Henry?!" She screamed shocked and afraid. She ran over to him as she placed her gun in her holster and dropped next to him. She stared down at him, uncertain of what to do, since he was already beyond saving. The wound was too crucial and fatal. She decided to slowly rest her hands on his chest. He was thankful that she didn't pull him closer to her ,but he could clearly see she wanted to so badly.
Tears streamed down her face as she held him. Oh how she wish she knew what son of a bitch did this to him. She would tare him limb from limb.
"I'm so-so so-sorry, Henry." Her breath hitched at the pain in his eyes.
"Don't you dare apologize, Jo. This is not your fault." He reassured her with a kind smile, but he must look gruesome from her point of view with the blood running down the corner of his mouth.
"No, what I said in the car. I am so sorry. I do want to see you again, every day of my life. I need you as my partner." Jo sobbed and every second she did Henrys heart shattered. He was causing her so much pain. He regretted every lie, every half-truth he told her. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve another funeral in her life.
He gasped from the pain before he spoke." No Jo, it is I who should be apologizing. You deserved every right to be angry at me and my secrets. I was selfish to keep them from you and I shouldve listened to Abe…" He trailed off. The pain was increasing and he knew he didn't have much time.
"No, it's ok. I forgive you ,just please stay awake. I'll call for help and you'll be perfectly fine" She tried to keep her silent sobs in, but it was to no avail.
"Please ,Jo take care of Abraham for me, tell him I'm sorry and that none of this is his fault. Tell him I wanted this." He begged as he started coughing hoarsely. He knew that his son would blame himself for Henrys death ,since his flintlock was in the safe and under Abe's guard when Adam stole it. If he lived through this he was going to make Adams life hell, for making Abraham worry and feel guilty and most certainly for making Jo cry.
"No don't say that…" Jo shook her head as more tears flowed from her eyes.
"TELL HIM!" He shouted ,not because of anger, but because of pure desperation. She didn't flinch, she only stared at him with sad and kind eyes. She slowly nodded and he was so thankful she didn't try to give him false hope.
"I will…" She gasped for breath. She couldn't lose him. Not Henry. She wanted to get lost with him in Paris. She wanted to know how his smile tasted and she wanted to know everything about this man who lay bleeding to death in front her.
"Please tell me who did this to you Henry…" Jo begged, but Henry wasn't going to waist his time on Adam. He wasn't going to fuel her revenge, but instead he was going to remind her of some things that are utmost important.
"Jo can I ask you one more favour?" He questioned weakly.
She nodded immediately, not hesitating for a second." Yes, anything" She answered.
"Don't blame yourself for my stupidity. Go on living. Go out and have a drink with Detective Hanson and take Lucas with you. He's a good kid." Henry smiled. He tried to put his hand on hers, but only made it halfway because of the pain. Seeing his dilemma she softly grasped his hand. It was cold and slowly turning white but it never felt more perfect. She giggled at his compliment about Lucas. He was always so hard on him, but he did care in his own weird way. She slowly nodded as more tears flowed from her eyes.
His vision became blurrier and breathing became an effort, his time was limited and the ex-Londoner knew this, but hell he was glad that Jo was right there beside him. He was probably being extremely selfish, but he was afraid and didn't want to be alone.
"T-there is so much I wanted to tell you…" Henry trailed off. The pain was getting worse and he knew this familiar feeling. Death. Tears rolled over his cheeks as his body fought to stay alive, even if it wasn't for his sake. He couldn't bare the thought of never seeing Jo's smile again or his sons.
"It's alright, Henry. There is so much I wanted to tell you too…" Jo whispered sorrowfully. She pulled his head into her lap and stroked his sweaty brown hair, which calmed his painful gasps for air. His breathing became heavier and he could barely see her now, only the outline of her figure was now visible, but that was enough to sooth his pain.
"Jo… I'm absolutely terrified…" Henry trailed off as a painful cough erupted from his chest. Jo nodded slowly unable to find her voice for a brief second.
"I know you are. It's alright to be…" She whispered soothingly. She pulled him closer to her and softly placed a kiss on his forehead. The movement didn't cause any pain. He was thankful it didn't. His eyes slowly started to close while listening to her heart beat. The rhythm of it calmed him down and he finally accepted what would come next. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he slowly slipped away.
The next thing he felt was the familiar ice cold water of the East River. He bolted straight to the surface as he took a deep breath of the city air. He let out a laugh of joy realizing that he hadn't met his demise just yet. His attention shifted to Abe, who was standing at the usual dock that he met his father after his 'accidents'. Relief was clear across his facial expression. Henry immediately made his swim to shore as his mind was on one single thought,' He couldn't wait to tell her.'
Hope u people enjoyed my prologue and I will try to update once a week if not it will be earlier or I am still working my butt of to get an idea. Until next time.
