A/N: I suppose this should contain a warning. This story has a mild spoiler in it for season 3. Thanks for reading! :)

Even though Henry was mildly intoxicated he could sense the urgency in her voice. A million thoughts rushed through his head. And it was almost three o'clock in the morning in New York. What was she doing up at this hour? Of all people, why was she calling him? He was praying nothing had happened to her as he returned his attention back to her voice.

"Henry. Oh, you answered. I was afraid you might no--" Betty said timidly.

"Betty. What is it? What's wrong? Where are you? Are you okay?" Henry interjected, his concern for her getting the best of him.

"Henry. I'm fine. I'm in my new apartment."

"Oh, good. That's good. So..." Henry said as he rattled his brain for something else to say.

"Its ju- It's just, I can't sleep. I was thinking about you and…" Betty replied and then there was a deafening silence. Both were at a loss for what to say next. Henry tried to muster up a response but his throat was dry just from the sound of her voice. It was the first time they had any sort of contact for nearly two months. Two very long months.

"Betty. What do you want?" Henry asked trying to protect his heart from breaking anymore.

"I just hate the way we left things. You never gave me a chance to explain. I need to talk to you." Betty replied.

Henry very well understood why she didn't choose him, but at the time his anger overpowered his ache. He had to unwillingly leave the woman he had tried so hard to hold on to, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"I'm sorry Betty but you don't have to explain anything. I have to go…" Henry lied.

As he was about to close his phone, he heard Betty say "Henry! Wait!"

"What Betty?" Henry shouted, louder than intending to.

"I made a mistake." Betty retorted.

Another wave of silence, and the next thing that left Betty's mouth he was not prepared for. A whisper of "I love you…" hit Henry's ears like a thunderstorm. He had heard her say those words before, a million and one times; but this time it was different. His mind faltered and the next thing Henry heard was the dial tone as he looked down at his phone in awe.

The next morning Henry found himself back in the hotel room, slouching over the side of the bed, glasses askew. He tried to remember where he was as he took in his surroundings and the throbbing pain of his forehead. When his brain registered where he was, he faintly remembered something else. The conversation he had with Betty. He felt like such a jerk. She was trying to apologize and he blew her off. Henry got out of bed and made his way for a shower.

A puffy eyed Betty walked lazily into the office with a cup of coffee glued to her lips and another in her hand for Daniel. Betty hadn't gotten any sleep at all the previous night; especially after calling Henry. She thought that maybe hearing his voice would somehow ease her to sleep. In all reality, she had called looking for someone to talk to, someone who would understand and comfort her. Last night was her first night all alone in her big city apartment. Betty had been living with Christina until she found an apartment she could afford for herself. Daniel made his way towards his assistant, and was about to ask her if she was okay when the phone rang. Betty scurried off to her desk to answer the phone call.

"I'll be right there." Betty hung up the phone, and made her way to the lobby where she was greeted by her new neighbor, Jesse. She had dropped the layout for today's shoot on the way out the door this morning, and he had noticed it in front of her door.

"Oh my God! Thank you so much…"

"Jesse."

"Right. Jesse, thanks again."

As Betty turned back towards the elevator, Jesse reached out and gently grabbed her arm.

"Hey. It's Betty right? Well I was wondering if... Well if, I could maybe buy a pizza and rent a movie for tonight? It could be my welcoming present to you into the building." Jesse asked hopefully and saw her hesitancy. "You know, just two neighbors enjoying a slice?"

"Um, yeah sure. Great" Betty agreed to the non-date-dinner-date. She hadn't had much time for friends recently, and it could help her take her mind off that conversation she had had with Henry. Plus, it was always good to make new friends. Right?