Thank you all, for your reviews! Here's chapter 3, a bit longer. Next one should be the most interesting part O:).

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Before she went on a risky adventure with Lucas that same evening, Jo had something to take care of. Something she would have never done in her right mind but she didn't care about anything else at the moment, except getting Henry out of that prison.

She looked at the building in front of her and sighed. It has been a while.

She walked toward the reception and tried to ignore all the screams in her ears. She was trying to convince herself this was her daily ritual within the job she picked.

The receptionist raised his eyes

- Yes?

- Hum…

Jo showed her badge and explained the reason she was in there.

- Alright! You can wait in the visitor's room. Someone will bring him in

- Thank you!

- Martinez!

A man with Hispanic features very similar to Jo's raised his eyes from his book in the prison cell he was sitting.

- Yes?

- Your daughter is here to see you!

He seemed surprised. His children weren't visiting him especially his daughters. Only his son was coming from time to time and that's how it has been for the past few years.

One guard escorted Victor Martinez, aka Jo's father to the visiting room where she was waiting for him.

When her eyes crossed his, she lost that sparkle she always had in her beautiful brown eyes. She narrowed her face, making her look tougher.

The guard said

- You've got 15 minutes!

Victor nodded toward him to thank him and stood still in front of his daughter who took just a slight step forward

- Jo! Kiddo! It's been a while! I have to say when they told me my daughter was here, I was excepting to see your sister.

Jo furrowed her brows

- Clara doesn't come here!

- True! But she writes which you don't.

Jo turned her face to her left and tried to ignore her boiling rage. This wasn't the time to get even more upset.

Victor took a seat on one of the tables. Jo walked toward him and folded her arms against her chest, nervously squirming.

- So to what do I have the honor?

- What? Do you think it's a pleasure to be here?

- I'm not saying it is! But you would never come here if this wasn't for a reason. Right?

Jo nodded and finally decided to sit in front of her father

- There's something I need to ask you!

- Go ahead!

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and took a deep breath, whispering as low as she could

- I wanted to know… Do you still have that car you stole years ago?

Victor was pretty much surprised by her question. His daughter was within the law, and he never expected her to ask such a thing.

His long silence forced Jo to explain herself

- Dad! I'm not here as a cop! I'm just here as your daughter. Remember, the daughter you always counted on to keep silence when you were doing your dirty laundry.

Victor knew he was far from being the best father for his children but somehow his youngest one wasn't cutting him any slack, not that he could blame her. She was the one who put him behind bars and she has been carried that burden ever since.

- Yes! It's still here! Where I dropped it the last time.

Jo bit her lips

- Can it still work? And I don't remember, you removed the license plate, right?

- Just need to be filled but yeah it should work. Wasn't an old, nor a bad car, now it's just probably around 12 years old. And yes I did remove the license plate.

- Okay good!

Victor looked at his daughter straight in the eye like he could see her through her soul

- What's going on kiddo? Why all the interest in my old car? Did something happen? Is this for a case?

Jo rolled her eyes

- No! I told you, I'm not here as a cop! We can say it's a case but a personal one.

By the look on her father's face, Jo knew he wasn't going to let that one go. Plus they still had time before the visit ended.

- My partner, my best friend has been unfairly put in prison and I intend to help him escape.

Victor furrowed his brows

- Detective Hanson?

Jo shook her head

- No! My M.E. He's been working with me for a year and we… We became close. He always helped me when I needed to and he solved all my cases. I need to give the favor back. I can't let him ruin his life in that prison for something he hasn't done.

Victor remained silence. Jo wasn't looking at him. After all this time, she couldn't find the strength to face her father who has been sitting in prison for the same motive they put Henry in, only no one framed him and Jo knew it.

- Jo! I don't want to sound mean but maybe if they found evidence, he's…

This time she completely glared at him

- No! I know Henry! He's not like that! He would never kill anyone! The last man he killed in self-defense got him to lock himself away from the world for three long weeks. Someone framed him and I'm going to prove it!

- I was just saying!

- Well but you're wrong! You don't know him! I'm sorry to tell you this dad, but you're sitting here for a reason, Henry is not.

Victor knew what to expect. He pursed his lips in a fine line.

- You… You're never going to forgive me, are you?

Jo shook her head

- I don't know! But right now, I still can't dad. I can't. Just be grateful I came in here to ask for your help because if I could have done it otherwise I would have done it. But aside from me, neither Clara nor Luis knows where you put that damn car so I had to come.

Victor had to accept his youngest daughter would probably never forgive him but at least he had the occasion to see her which he hadn't in the past 10 years.

A small smile crossed his face

- That Henry… He's more than just a friend, isn't he?

Jo felt trapped by her father's question. She blushed from head to toe and babbled.

- He's… I… We're… He's just my partner and I care a lot about him… It's not….

Victor couldn't hide his smirk

- I couldn't give you the love you needed as a father… Hopefully, someone else can and the way your eyes shone when you mentioned him, he seems like a man that can take care of you. I'm not in a good position to talk, I know everything that I have done is more than wrong and I'm going to pay for that for the rest of my life, I know that but if that man didn't do anything then protect him and give him all of you. Life is short and we never enjoy it as much as we should. That will always remain my biggest regret.

Jo didn't know what to add. She kept herself distant from her father in the last decade and didn't try to keep in touch or asked for news. During their family meals with her brother and her sister, talking about him was even forbidden. Because Jo couldn't forgive him but her mother was even worst and didn't want even to hear her children even dared to visit him.

- So I shouldn't encourage you to do any illegal thing especially in your career but I know when you're devoted to someone, you're in 100%. You'll find the car where I left it. The key is also at the same place. One gas container should be enough to start that pretty.

Jo simply nodded and the guard came back to bring Victor back to his cell.

- Hope I can talk to you someday soon kiddo!

He waved to his daughter and Jo watched him leave. She let out a breath she didn't know she's been holding. She checked her phone. Lucas's day was probably already over. She left the visiting room and sent a text to the young assistant for him to meet her at the prison.

She waited for him near her car, drinking an iced coffee from the only Starbucks in the area. She spotted a cab and Lucas getting out of it. He quickly jogged beside her.

- So? What was so important you wanted me to meet you there?

He then realized they were standing in one of the highest security prisons in Manhattan

- Correct me if I'm wrong but Henry isn't in there unless there's something I missed.

Jo sipped on her drink

- No, he's not! It doesn't matter why I was here! Before we go tonight, there's something I need to take care of. But I can't take my car to go so that's why you're here. If you could bring it back to the station, I'll be grateful.

She handed him the key and before giving them to him, she warned

- This is my work's car. Do not play with the sirens and don't do anything stupid. You just bring it back to the station and I'll pick you up tonight like we said, okay?

Lucas nodded. He was scared by Henry but he was very much by Jo too and lately wasn't a good idea to piss her off.

- I'll take care of it! But can you at least tell me where you're going?

She shook her head

- It's a long story! I'll explain everything tonight and you'd better do not judge me and shut the hell up once you know about it.

Lucas chuckled

- Don't worry about that! I know a thing or two about keeping big secrets now.

His eyes widened at the realization he almost let slip what he knew about Henry. Jo eyed him but decided this wasn't worth asking any question.

- Now go before I change my mind! I'll meet you tonight, be ready and again don't do anything stupid till there.

- Got it!

Once Lucas was out of sight, Jo called a cab. While waiting for it she quickly called Abe to ask him if he knew where she could find a small gas container for a Jaguar STR from 12 years ago. He was surprised by her request so she quickly summed up the situation. After getting a lot of exclamations like "really… Damn!" and, "a female cop from a tough neighborhood" just like Henry told her one year ago she was able to get an address not far from where she was supposed to get the car so that's where she asked the cab to stop and she would just walk the few miles left.

She felt nervous, sweaty but somehow excited. Breaking the rules never been that awesome and it was for a good cause.

- Just a few hours left Henry! We're almost there!


Author's note: I didn't get into the details about Jo's father but I assumed and I'm pretty sure that's the reason he's been sitting in prison is that he killed someone. I don't have time to explain the whole story I have in my mind, maybe one day I'll write something out of it but if you want to know what I've been thinking about that, you can check Twitter, I've made a theory so I used it in that story :).