Summary: (Well. Kind of.) Hay. So I started watching Forever and wanted to write a fic about it. And I got the idea to do a longer story. The premise is that I watch the trailer for next weeks episode and with out any further knowledge, write a fic on how I think it would go. No matter how off it is or if its kinda right, I will post it and we can all see how distorted the trailers are. Or how unobservant I am. Either way we can laugh.

So here is the chapter and what I got from the trailer for the Forever episode The Ecstasy of Agony.

P.S. I'm sorry if their is anything wrong with this chapter. I got to the point in typing where I just couldn't read over my own work one more time. So the spelling should be okay, but grammar and how things flow might be a little, or a lot off. If it is so bad that you just can't even, please tell me and I will soldier on and read thru this again just for you guys.

Henry opened his eyes and looked around. It was dark and he really couldn't see anything. His mind felt clouded and he couldn't recall why he was having trouble thinking about how he came to this state of mind. It hit him after far too long that he had been drugged. By what he couldn't think. He knew there were a couple of things that could knock a person out. But he couldn't recall his many years of medical training and his years working in morgues.

After what seemed like ages, his mind started to shake off the shroud that had covered was then he realized that his neck and arm hurt especially his wrists. He tried to move and found that only his body and legs could really move and that was really only back and forth. The gravity of his situation hit him and a shiver ran down his back. He wasn't scared so much as cold. It was then he heard the sound of an industrial air conditioner and a cold breeze blew across his chest and he realized he wasn't wearing his shirt. He tried to remember what lead up to this.

He remembered talking to Jo about the sex case and how made Jo was at him still about almost getting killed the case before. He then remembered Abe calling and telling him that he had a date coming over and that he wanted his father to make himself scares. Henry then went and collected something to eat and headed back to the lab. He had worked on the body and really find anything. It was then he had gotten a call from his "Fan" and that had set him on edge. It was then he had decided that he just wanted to go home and whole up in his room. He pushed his mind to remember anything else but it all came up a blank.

'Well detective. I hope you won't wait two days to start looking.'

Jo sighed. She had just gotten off the phone with Lucas and had found out that Henry hadn't come in yet. He was supposed to give her his official report on the mans death. But apparently the reports weren't in the lab or on Henry's desk. So know she had to head to the antique shop and get the files form Henry. Jo had already tried to call but it hadn't gone threw. When she arrived Abe was talking with a client. The man said he would be back tomorrow with his sister to make a decision. Once the man left, Jo had Abe's full attention.

"Well detective. What can I help you with?"

"Actually I'm here to talk to Henry. Is he around. I tried to call but," She didn't have to finish as Abraham knew what she meant.

"Henry, Henry, Henry. Its all about Henry. For a moment I thought you were here to buy something." Jo was about to apologize but the good humored smile that graced the older mans face told her he was joking. "Actually you came here for nothing. Henry didn't come back last night. I, uh, had company over and Henry said he would just stay at the morgue. Sorry you made the trip here." Jo couldn't understand it. Lucas had said Henry hadn't been there. She almost brought it up but decided it was best not to voice her worries to Abe and thanked him for his help. She then made her way to the morgue.

Once there she quickly located Lucas. "I want you to show me the security cameras." Lucas rose an eye brow.

"Uh, Not that I don't trust you or anything, but after the whole reporter thing, Henry said I wasn't aloud to say anything to anyone or show things that might be,.." The look Jo was giving him told Lucas that she didn't give a darn and as Lucas was used to he complied. Jo collected the tapes and took them back to the Precinct so that she might use the equipment there.

"You insisted on what? You know how wrong this ? Henry has been gone a night. One night. For all we know he met some nice woman, or guy, however he swings, and they are holed up in a hotel. Heck. Henry could be walking threw the doors of the morgue at this very moment and when he finds out what you did he will laugh for days." Jo gave Hanson a look and made a show of looking at the phone.

"Well. Looks like he isn't calling. Now will you help me or not?" The taller man waited a moment and then nodded. "Good. Now Lucas gave me the cameras footage from both the lab and the street outside. So if Henry left we will know." Hanson started up the video and they fast forwarded threw the day.

Henry arrived at 6:30 the day before, which was a little unusual for Henry from what Jo knew. After a while Lucas came in with coffee and tried to talk to Henry who was writing something. After Henry didn't respond, Lucas left Henry's office. They fast forward more and soon the body of the man they had found. They see Henry examine the body as Lucas wrote down what Henry said.

"Is there no sound?" Jo didn't answer. Apparently there wasn't and Hanson was just talking aloud. Soon Jo and Hanson came in and they talked soon enough Henry, Jo and Hanson left to go fallow a lead that Henry had given them. They proceeded to fast forward until Henry returned and went back to looking over the body. They continued to fast forward and passed Lucas leaving. They only stopped when Henry put away the body and looked like he was getting ready to leave when he headed for the phone. After answering a smile graced his face as he spoke and Jo knew immediately who could pull such an expression on Henry's stoic face.

"He's talking with Abraham." If Hanson found it strange how she knew, he didn't ask. Soon he got off the phone and started to pull of his jacket. "This lines up with what Abe said. Henry never returned last night." Henry left and around 30 minuets later returned with what looked like food and coffee. Henry ate his food and then pulled out the body and as he was grabbing his tools the lights suddenly flickered of and then on. Jo thought for a moment this might be when it had happened but the lights turned on a moment latter. Henry was cradling his hand as the knife he had been holding was dropping in the blackout and he had sliced his hand.

Soon enough, Henry was stitching up his hand and just finished when Henry looked toward the phone and then the clock. It was around 9:40 and Henry went to grab the phone. He answered and after a second his face turned grime and he turned towards the wall so they couldn't see his face.

"Know who he's talking to this time?" Jo shook her head. After a moment Henry just about slammed the phone back on the hook. When he turned back towards the camera he looked years older. His shoulders lifted in a sigh as he looked back at the clock scrubbing his face with his good hand. He then went and put away the body. He then put his coat back on and scarf. He then exited. They fast forwarded. Nothing really happened and no one enter until three in the morning. Two big men in hoddies and masks picked the lock and entered going straight to Henry's office. They ruffled around and Jo could tell that they were being careful not to disrupt the office. After a couple of minuets one of the men picked up a file showed it to the other and they left.

"Well. At least we know what happened to your autopsy file." Jo just glared as she changed over the video. She speed it to the time about when Henry had left. The camera was pointing from the building towards the street. After a moment they saw Henry exit the building. He seemed to stop and Jo saw his shoulders relax. She had noticed in there time together that Henry always seemed tense. It mead something inside of her twist when she noticed these things. Though she was glade he was able to relax, even if it was only a moment.

It was then a woman walked up to him. She was a blond who wore high heels and a long jacket. She spoke to Henry and he pulled out his pocket watch. When he did the two men that raided Henry's office came up behind Henry and grabbed him. Henry struggled and the women walked forward. The woman pulled something out of her pocket and the man on Henry left grabbed his head and turned his head exposing his neck as the woman pushed, what now Jo knew to be a syringe, into Henry's neck. Henry struggled some more and actually broke free. But without the support of the men, Henry barley made it past the woman before he fell. The woman walked forward and with her foot pushed Henry on his back. She then got down so that she could stroke Henry's face.

Jo then realized that her blood was boiling. This woman was touching Henry and she wanted to punch something. Henry and her may not be friends, well, not yet, but she still hated the thought that someone was touching him when she new how he hated it. She was pulled form her anger when a limo pulled up and the woman stood up and got in. The men picked up Henry and placed him in the the woman. This is really what set Jo off. She hated this woman and she hadn't even met her.

"Well on the bright side, we didn't wait for two days."

Henry had been pulling on his bonds as best as he could while hanging off the ground. It had been about an hour, maybe longer, or less, and his mind had become sharp and he remembered that he had been kidnapped by some woman and her goons. After what felt like forever, a light in the corner turned ona nd blinded him. Once his eyes readjusted he saw the silhouette of the woman who had orcastrated his kidnapping.

"I'm glad you finally decided to show yourself. My arms are starting to numb." That wasn't quite true, but he was angry. And after his many years of living he knew how to channel his anger into sarcasm because that always worked and never got his intestines ripped out. Though, his sarcasm usually led to a swift escape. Though this time he doubted that it would work.

"Someone is talkative when they wake. I should gag you." Henry was disgusted by this woman. What her profession was, did, went against all of his beliefs. Henry had never minded the woman's movements of women taking control of their lives and gaining equality. Heck. He even supported them. But taking it to control and dealing out pain and as some said, who he doubted were in their right minds, pleasure. That in Henry's book was to far and what was worse that it was mostly his sex that furthered this.

"Why don't we just get to the point. What do you want?" The woman just smirked and stood up and walked to a table that Henry had been doing a very good job of ignoring, and picked up what looked like a swagger stick. She then moved up closer to Henry and ran the stick down his side and across his stomach then brought it away.

"Well Henry. I want information. On who killed our man." Henry raised and eyebrow. So not the murderer. Or so he hoped. Well, actually, he had rather mixed feelings on this topic but decided to let the law deal with it.

"If you tell me what information you would like, I could tell you what I know. Hopefully on ground level. Maybe over tea." He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek. It took a moment to realize that she had hit him as he blinked away stars. "Or not."

"I have time to play games Henry. But it will be far more pleasurable then the alternative." Henry just rolled his eyes.

"Really. The easy way or the hard way? How many old movies have you watched lately." She just smirked again and walked over to a chain that was suspended by the roof and tugged on it. It didn't take a genius to tell that it led to his neck as he felt the sudden loss of air. He grunted in pain as the shackles dug into his neck.

"I can cause you pain or pleasure. Depending on your answer. You'll beg me to stop. And then you'll beg me not to."It was Henry's turn to smirk.

"I don't think that's possible." The woman just glared and this time with both hands pulled on the chain cutting off air and circulation. Slowly and painfully the darkness that accompanied air loss closed in around him.

After around a week of searching, Jo finally got a lead on Henry's location. Hopefully. The woman they had interviewed had periodically disappeared and reappeared, purposely avoiding her tail. It was when they finally got into the financials of Mrs. Edventon that they found around eight shell companies all leading back to the Dungeon who were currently renting a where house where half of the police force where converging. They had planned it so that Kathryn was out of their sight. They hoped she was here and Jo's get told her that she was.

They entered the building and moved out. Jo was leading a small group that was heading straight for the center of the where house while the other two teams were going around the sides and a third team blocking all entrances. As Jo moved she slowly was able to here talking and then something she would have rather not heard. Henry. But instead of his steadying voice that comforted her in a way that only his strange speech pattern could. No. This was a scream of pure agony that ripped from her friends throat. Her blood started to boil and she moved a little faster.

"I told you this could all stop. Just tell me where the man is? And then. Maybe you will be rewarded." Jo felt bile rise in his throat. Was this what had been happening this past week. She heard someone cough and then spit. She sadly concluded that that poor sound was Henry. A laugh then raised from his lips that was reminiscent of the Joker.

"You realize that your prospect of 'reward' has to be appealing to the party gaining the reward. Having sex with you is about as repulsive as kissing on of your New York sewer rats." A loud crack sounded and it sounded like leather hitting skin. Jo would have applauded Henry if he didn't need her help right know.

"Well if sex is so unappealing to you, I might just take you right here and know. " Apparently not getting a rise out of Henry she continued. "Or I could have one of my men come in. They wanted to take you the many times you have been unconscious, but I decided to let you keep that dignity. For know. But you being so rude, well, you might just fall from my good graces." Jo cursed how they had set up this where house. There were blockades all over and it felt like a made. She was able to hear so she knew she was close, but the sound just reverberated and sounded like it came from all sides.

"You know why you haven't broken me yet?" Henry paused for a moment and Jo found herself interested in his answer. Though she new he was just being difficult. Which wasn't such a bad thing. "Its because you are used to men who want to be broken so they don't fight. I, as most know, have a disposition to be a pain in the,.." A slap was heard again and Jo couldn't help smile, no matter how inappropriate it was. "And being a veteran of more then one war, I think I'll out last you in this." Jo suddenly found the right access area and was about to walk in guns blazing when Henry caught her eye and in an instant she new to back off. Henry then leaned forward a little to his captor. "And would definitely out last you in sex." He rose an eyebrow at her daring her to say something.

"I might kill you."

"Well you wouldn't be the first to try, but I will except the challenge to live again. Now. About your man. I have decided that this is tedious so I will tell you where he is." Jo could see how elated Kathryn was at the thought of vengeance. "Only. If you tell me what you plan on doing to him. And of course my safe return to the outside world." Kathryn sighed as she weighed her options.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Well when his body is found, I would like to save time in my diagnosis and the polices time trying to find you, knowing you are already in a non extradition country. So if you think about it, I'm just helping you." Henry smiled a cheeky smile even with his busted lip. The woman consented and told Henry. Just as he was about to tell Kathryn where to find the killer, Jo and her men ran into the room taking Kathryn by surprise. Her in stink was to run but being surrounded she went for something better. Hostage.

She grabbed a chain the hung from the ceiling and pulled. It pulled an instant reaction from Henry who cried out. Kathryn then untied a knot with skilled hands, which released Henry's hands. This left him free hanging and choking. "Anybody move and I will break his neck." For emphasis, she jerked the chain causing Henry's whole body flail and a strangled gasp came from his thought. Jo took a step back. "Good. Always good to know when your beaten. Know. Unless you want a dead MD I suggest you let me and my men leave the premises or he will die. Either by my hand or the hand of my sniper." Suddenly out of no where, two dots focused on Henry's chest.

"Alright. We will let you leave." Henry flinched again, but not because she literally jerked his chain, but out of maybe losing this woman. Kathryn didn't seem to notice.

"Good and one more thing." She grabbed Henry's pants buckle in a show of force and pulled him closer. "I would have you." She looked over at Jo and smirked."Sexy. The fact that all in the precinct aren't all over you. Well. Seems the police have straightness." She pulled him into a kiss which suck for Henry in more then one way then one. It was then Henry acted he wrapped his free legs around her hips and used his hands to spin them to the snipers. His message was clear. When Kathryn tried letting go of his chain he put her in a choke hold which quickly put an end to her attempts.

Henry felt a cold shiver run up his spine. It was the feeling he got whenever, "Adam." He barely breathed out before the man in question made himself known.

"Take this as a learning experience, Henry. As always, for you own good. A fan wouldn't hurt his idol if not for good reason." Before any questions can be asked, Henry hears a shot and feels the bullet ripped threw his chest. He screams involuntarily as he is forced backwards and is sure he hits his head on something because in an instant he is out.

"Well after we dealt with the head wound we had to send him into surgery to deal with his chest wound that went through his lift lung. After we repaired that we had to realign two of his ribs and stitch an area where his ribs had cut into the right lobe of his liver." Jo couldn't believe what Henry had gone threw.

"Is that all?"

"Besides meany physical abrasions there doesn't seem to be anything worse." Jo really didn't want to ask this question but she had to be sure. Even though she had heard the woman, that didn't mean other things hadn't happened to Henry and really it turned Jo's stomach.

"You have been briefed on this case and I was wondering if, well. Anything might have happened of a,.." The doctor seemed to see her discomfort and was kind enough to not beat around the bush and just told her.

"From what we can tell nothing of that nature happened during his capture. But we can't always be certain. You should ask him either way. It helps to talk about this sort of thing." Jo nodded and thanked the man as he left. Henry was asleep so Jo just pulled up a seat on one side of the bed. Abraham sat across from her holding Henry's hand in his. She had felt bad for Abe the whole week Henry had been gone he had been a wreck. Angry, sad, made that Jo had pulled Henry into this whole thing. And then he would apologize and say it was no ones fault but those who had taken him.

"You okay?" Abraham looked up at her. Then to Henry and smiled.

"Not yet. But I'm glade he's back. And as he get better I'm sure I will." A moment more of silence and Abe broke it. "I'm sorry for how I acted while you were searching for him. I. I was scared and thought in my head that I was the only one who was worried about him. I just worry about him. He really doesn't care for his own life. Heck doesn't even realize that there are people in his life that care about him." Jo felt bad for the old man.

"I know sort of what you mean. I find Henry really doesn't have a sense of self preservation. It annoys me to no end."

"You know how hard it is to sleep and recuperate when two people won't stop talking?" Jo was startled by Henry. She looked at him and saw that he he had a small smile on his face. "Though I'm glade that at least, well actually not glade that you woke me. Rest is for healing." Jo just shrugged.

"We thought Sleeping Beauty should be woken up. And a nurse is about to come in and wake you up to make sure you aren't dead." This pulled a small smile from Henry and a giant laugh from Abe. "Well I know I'm funny, but it wasn't that funny." Abe soon reigned himself in and calmed down a little.

"Not your like. If we're calling it that. It that Henry once fell for a nurse. Though it was when he was younger." Henry just glared and Jo was happy to have another, albeit a small piece to Henry's giant complicated puzzle, but a piece still the same. Heck. Maybe even a corner piece. Abe pulled her from her thoughts.

"So! How you feeling?" Henry tried to push himself up, but soon fell back, apparently forgetting his injury. Abe gently helped him up and Jo contributed a little in adjusting the pillows. Accidentally she brushed he fingers across the open space in Henry's robes. She quickly moved back with her head down trying to hide the blush that had risen to her cheeks. When she looked up Henry hadn't seemed to notice as he was asking Abraham for a drink of water. Once Abe left Henry turned to Jo.

"No. Nothing happened like that while I was gone." Jo raised an eyebrow. "You have been stilted since I woke up. And you have been acting awkward around me and have opened your mouth 7 consecutive times and nothing comes out." Jo just about spoke when Abe came back in with the water. "Thanks Abraham."

"Well don't get used to it. I'm only getting you water when you get shot." Again the two men shared a laugh that Jo couldn't figure out.

"You know. You two are really strange."

Henry sent home Abe home to get some rest, and after much protest he was convinced to leave. Jo had also left to get something to leave and something to read. When she returned to the hospital, Henry had fallen asleep so Jo just sat and read her book. A nurse came in after about an hour and checked on Henry. It was then Jo noticed the scar on Henry's shoulder as the nurse was adjusting some of the wires.

"Excuse me. I was wondering where that scar came from?" The nurse gave her a look and then pushed back some of the fabric and looked closer at the scar.

"Well I haven't seen a wound like this since med school. This wound was common back in the 18th century when gun would misfire and the bullets would explode right after leaving the barrel breaking into lots of shrapnel which results in a gruesome and painful wound. When it happened, the victim usually died. It hardly ever happens anymore, because of the gun safety."

"Do you know when he could have gotten this wound?" The nurse stopped a moment trying to real memories buried under years of study.

"Well it started to happen with more frequency during World War 2 when the Russians were supplying the Natzies with faulty guns. Caused many deaths on both sides. So unless your friend has found the fountain of youth, moisturizes daily or, is well a vampire and lived during the 18th century or World War 2, then I couldn't tell you how he got this." A page came over the intercom and the nurse had to leave. Just as the nurse walked out the door, Jo's phone started to ring.

"Martinez."

"Why hello detective." A cold shiver ran down Jo's spine as her blood chilled.

"Who is this? And how did you get my number?"

"Well isn't someone cliche in their question? You know, those are the same questions Henry asked when we first met. Well, we haven't met yet in person, per say. He had to leave suddenly." This caused the man to laugh like he made a joke.

'What is with everyone laughing at their own inside jokes?'

"But I hope with your help we can finally meet. And hay, if your a good girl, I might let you tag along. But only if Henry tell you our little secret."

"Wait? What secret?" The man, or woman depending on voice modifications, started to laugh.

"And what kind of fan would I be if I gave away my celebrities confidential medical confided in me. Sort of. Anyways. I will be seeing you and Henry soon. I only hope that you both make it to our meeting." Jo glowered at nothing, trying to imagine

"Is that a threat?"

"No. Of course not. In fact, I want this to go well. So to help you get your answers, and speed up our meeting, I suggest you ask him how Abigale died and why he didn't stop it." And then the man cut her off again. "Oh and when he asks you how you know about our sweet innocent Abigale, tell him Adam told you. But only if you want a reaction. Might want to also wait until he's better. Wouldn't want him to die on us. And in a way, I'm glade you have been pulled into this little, war of ours. We just might need a medic." Jo started talking in to the phone about threatening an officer, when he hung up.

Jo sighed in anger and frustration as she turned to look at Henry. "Oh Henry. What the hell have you gotten us into?"