A/N: Thanks for all the follows, favs and reviews! Sorry about the mistake on the last chapter when I put '1980' instead of '1979'. This chapter got away from me a little so we will continue looking at 'The Night in Question' for a little longer. My goal is for this story to have 10 chapters, continuing through the last two episodes and what in my mind happens after. Hope you enjoy!

Going home at the end of the night Jo felt dissatisfied even with the confession. She was sitting on the couch sipping at a cup of tea thinking of all the ways Henry could have possibly been connected to Abe's mother. Henry would have been about 5 years old. Perhaps she was a major part of his life in the first five years? Maybe she did something for Henry that made an impact on his life? Maybe Henry and Abe lied to her about being related? If they were then Sylvia would have presumably been Henry's Grandmother. But all these options still didn't seem big enough to warrant this much of a reaction out of Henry. He would have had been closer to her. But how could a 5 year old Henry who was living in England have such a strong connection with a 60 year old woman who was living in New York City? None of it made sense.

A few moments later there was a knock at Jo's door. Jo was surprised to see Henry at her door when she opens it. As she said his name in surprise she wrapped her robe around her tighter feeling oddly exposed. She invited him in but he politely declines, always the gentlemen.

Henry begun to explain why he was there and she listened intently. "In her letter, Abraham's mother makes reference to a root cellar down by the river." The wheels in Jo's head starts spinning. They hadn't seen or investigated one. Who knows what… or who could be down there? Her thoughts matched up with the conversation.

Henry responded to her prediction with "Something in my heart tells me that Abraham's mother never left that farm alive."

Jo took a second to process what Henry said. Something in his heart not something in his mind believed. This lead Jo to believe that Abe's mother had a place in Henry's heart. Even if it was a small piece from long ago, this woman was someone Henry loved.

Jo agreed to come with him and asked him to wait a moment as she went to change. Something lingered in Jo's mind with the realisation of Henry's connection to this woman. If Abe's mother held a piece of Henry's heart, did she? If she went missing would he use his heart and mind to find her? She wished she wouldn't ask herself questions like that.

When they reached the crime scene they immediately started looking for the root cellar. Henry used a shovel to poke at the ground until he found a metal door. She and Henry exchanged a knowing look. This was it. They opened it up and went in taking a look around. It was creepy down there, and not just because they were looking for a dead body. Henry said the preserves were Abe's mothers and she doesn't question him on how he knew that.

Hanson calls a moment later but she can't make out what he said. She goes into the house to use the land line. Hanson and her make a realisation about the case. Graves said Belinda's boyfriend had a gun. Cops have guns. She hung up suddenly worried about leaving Henry alone. When she goes back outside there is a police vehicle parked. It would make her feel safe in a normal situation, thinking it was back up, but she knew this wasn't back up. She ran back to the root cellar and quietly as possible made her way down the stairs. She started to make out talking and she didn't want to scare the cop off from unknowingly confessing to murder so she remained in the dark.

"What?" The police officer said

"What did you do to her?" Henry asked desperate. Jo had no doubt by 'her' he meant Abe's mother.

"You worried about the old lady? I think you're missing the point doc." It was at this point she realised Henry was being threatened. By the way Henry was speaking she never would have known he had a gun pointed at him. He was so calm, like this happened every day and he wasn't the least bit afraid about his life being over. When she realised her partner was in danger with the click of the sheriff's gun she jumped into action. Making him lower his gun and cuffing him.

She was guilty about not stepping out sooner. Henry could have been shot or even killed because she decided to listen to whether or not the sheriff would confess. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if he had died as she stood by. Or maybe she wouldn't be able to live with herself period if he was dead.

Once back at the station Lieu not only agreed to take the matter up with internal affairs but to have Henry question him. Jo was somewhat excited to see what Henry would do in an interrogation room. At this point Henry has completed pretty much every aspect of a murder investigation as a detective instead of just an ME.

"Okay so when is Henry going to get his badge?" Jo joked with Lieu as they went into the observation room.

"I ordered it weeks ago." Lieu responded smiling. Jo actually wasn't sure if it was a joke. "I am just enjoying having 'not a lot of control over the chief medical examiner' and quite frankly taking advantage of it."

"So I've noticed" Jo responded smiling back at Lieu until Henry comes into the room. She didn't think that Henry would follow her tactics in the interrogation room which were at most times harsh. As predicted Henry was calm and level headed and got his confession on the murder of Belinda Smoot in minutes. But it was all about the Nurse for Henry, this whole case was about finding out what happened to Abe's mother. And they were one step closer when Henry managed to fill in some gaps.

Abe's mother left with an apparently average looking man. And that was before Belinda was murdered. "She lived on a dead end road." Henry said working this out in his head and aloud, Jo tried to keep up. "Not another property for miles. Why would the landlady knock? Surly she would have seen her driving the other direction. Unless…"

Unless what? Jo's mind screamed.

"She never made it down the road" Henry said answering Jo's unspoken question and adding another brick to their case.

Jo was already at the computer when Henry came to join her. As they reviewed the map Jo could only nod along with what Henry was saying because he was standing so close. He was leaned right over pointing at things on the screen. His head was almost resting on her shoulder. Her pulse picked up but she was careful to keep her emotions in check.

She couldn't help but remember that Henry did almost the same thing with Iona when he had feelings for her. Could this simple interaction mean something? Did he have feelings for her? Jo wished she knew how he felt. Even if he didn't feel that way about her it would be better to know.

After discovering where Abe's mother must have went off the road Jo insisted that Henry get some sleep. It was already almost midnight and they weren't going to go search for what happened to the car in the middle of the night. He very reluctantly agreed.

She also insisted on giving him a ride home. There was no need to get a cab. The ride was silent for a few minutes and at a red light Jo turned to find Henry fast asleep. Years fell off his wise face when he slept. Jo was surprised by how vulnerable he looked. She always acted like he was fragile and needed protecting, but something about him made her think he never needed it. Not just his serious lack of self-preservation, but something about the layers of him, the things of his past that he never talked about made him strong. Things that got to normal people didn't faze him. Now as she looks at him he looks as fragile as she's always treated him. There was a sadness to his features even now.

When she got to the shop she woke him up gently. Letting her fingers slide across his face and his jawline she whispered his name. He stirs but doesn't wake up. She tried again her hand now between his shoulder and neck.

His eyes open lazily to meet Jo's.

He smiles, "Sorry I must have dozed off." He said accent thicker than normal.

Jo just smiles and motions towards the shop beside them "Home sweet home"

He got out of the car slowly and before closing the door he leaned back in.

"Jo."

"Yes Henry?"

"Thank you."

"It was no problem"

"Not just for the ride."

"Then for what?"

"For always being on my side"

Jo smiled at him and he returned it. "You're welcome Henry."

He lightly closed the door behind him and walked towards the shop as Jo drove away.