Ok I didn't have Internet for a few days and I had to finish my exams (I succeed btw). It's been a while I didn't post anything but here I am. I wrote this chapter like three time and I don't think it's that good. I just wanted to do a funnier and less stringent one (is this sentence even correct?). I wanted to share moments between Jo and Henry, a flashback and I wanted to introduced the new character.

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· The heat was unbearable. If Henry had to believe it, he was back in 1871, in Chicago. He was trying to help as many people as possible but there were like tons of persons. They were running, trying to put out the fire, to save their siblings. The fire ravaged everything in his path, flames ate every fences and all was burning to let nothing. The doctor was in front of an orphanage which was burning. They had rescued the kids but he didn't know if there was some left behind them. He was scared there were. He raised his head when he heard a window's breaking. He thought it was because of the fire, but something landed in the water located next to the building. He ran to see what it was. Two people emerged; an adolescent and a child. Henry quickly helped them in order to rescue them. The child was unconscious and the older one was severally burned. This person coughed, spat some water and talked like she could, between two complaints.

"S-Save him…"

"Don't worry, I am a doctor, I will help both of…"

"No! S-Save him, right now…"

"I-I…"

Henry stood up with the child in his arms.

"I'm coming back."

He ran as fast as he could to bring the child near the other doctors. But when he came back, the adolescent wasn't there anymore. A loud crash was heard when the orphanage fell into ruins. ·

Henry awoke suddenly. His eyes opened and all he saw was the darkness of his bedroom.

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Jo came early at the shop this morning, after Henry's call. This one didn't sleep after the night he had, he needed to think. When he was certain Jo would be awake, he called her. She was happy to hear him but she knew something happened at his voice and his way of talking. He asked her to come at the antique's shop, what she did immediately. She passed the door and saw Henry who smiled automatically, even if he was still perturbed.

"Hi there." She said with a smile as she approached the man she was dating since a week. Only Abe knew, they didn't want to talk about it to everyone right away. Henry took her hands and pulled her against him in order to reach her lips. He stayed close to her, he smiled brightly and answered.

"Hi… Slept well?"

"I did, but I guess you didn't."

"Not really, but I'm fine. I just need to talk to you about someth… Someone, actually."

"Is there a problem?"

"There are some things you need to know… Come with me."

He said. He kept one of his hands in one of his while he brought her upstairs. She was wondering what can disturb him like that, even if he seemed happy to see her. She looked at their hands and had a smile on her lips. They both had difficulties to reach this point of their relationship but now, everything was alright. She followed her in the living room. The discussion took some time. Jo had a lot to learn from Henry, and there were not just things from his past. That's how she learnt the existence of Adam. That he was his stalker since the subway's murder, how he followed him, how he killed him three times now, that he was stuck in the hospital. That there were other immortals out there. After he explained all to her, after he had let her a little time to digest all of this, he finally could talk about Eden, the young woman in his dream and the one who came to see him at the morgue.

"It explains your call…"

"So it's like that? Even if she wasn't here I would have call you, Jo."

The woman had a smile and she softly pressed her lips against Henry's. They were sit next to each other on the couch and, finally alone, they just enjoyed this intimate moment.

"So, what are you going to do with her, Henry? You have to meet her."

"You think like that too? Abe already told me something like that. I was waiting for her to come again at me."

"You need to know why she wanted to see you."

She passed her hand on Henry's cheek, continuing her way into his hairs.

"You need to help her; you told me she had no one even at that time. She was alone during all her life. You at least have to meet her."

He looked at Jo with a little smile.

"Ok, I'll find a way to meet her."

"You look really worried."

"It's just… I couldn't save her. She had to cope along."

"Henry…"

"But she's here now. I'll find her." Said Henry as he stood up.

"Like right now?" She said with a laugh.

"Come." He said, grabbing her hand. He walked towards the piano. "First of all, I want to enjoy this moment with you. We don't have the opportunity to be like that elsewhere. Do you know how to play any instrument?"

"No… At your age, I'm pretty sure you can play with everything."

"But my favorite is the piano."

He held out his hand to the piano for Jo to take place. He sat next to her and looked at her. I can play you whatever I want. He explained with a bright smile.

He slowly put his finger on the piano's keys before he start. Jo could hear "Clair de lune", from Claude Debussy, a French compositor. All the song he could play reminded memories to Henry, but he wanted to create new ones with Jo. This one was looking at Henry's finger, which naturally ran over the keys. He changed his rhythm, now playing the "Second Nocturne" from Chopin. After that, he began to play "Childhood scenes" from Schumann.

"It's funny when I think I was already there when these songs were composed."

Jo didn't answer. She knew Henry was intelligent, that he knew tons of different things and that he will never stop to surprised her. Today, girls love guitarist, but how she loved this pianist. He changed again.

"This composition is named "Geistervariationen" or "Ghost Variations if you prefer. This is Schumann's last piece of art. Do you know why he composed it?"

Jo slowly shook her head, listening to the song and Henry's voice.

"He had an love story with a woman named Clara. Her father didn't appreciate this relationship. They exchanged love letters, had to overcome seemingly insurmountable obstacles and they had to be separated when Schumann went to an asylum after he attempted to kill himself. There, he will burn Clara's letters and he will decide to stop eating. What you heard now is the music he heard in his madness."

He continued to play the song, looking at Jo sometimes. When it was over, he couldn't stop looking at her. Every time he crossed her eyes, he was lost. They shared this look during a moment before they kissed. They couldn't be tired of this contact; they had waited for too long. That's why they continued, they kissed again and again. Jo's hands pulled a little on his shirt while Henry slipped one of his own in her hair, the other one on her waist. They began to have a more languid exchange and they liked that. Of course, good event but wrong timing. Jo's phone rang at this time. The new couple separated their lips after the third ringing. Henry couldn't help but sighed while Jo gave him a little smile. Her hands came in his hairs while she took her phone. She picked up.

"Martinez. [...] Ok, I'll bring him there."

She said looking at Henry. This one arched an eyebrow, articulating Lucas' name. But Jo shook her head, hung up her phone and looked again at Henry.

"Eden is under arrest. The only thing she said was that she wanted to see you."

Henry didn't say anything, looking at Jo without moving. Finally, he blinked and stood up.

"Well, let's go see her."

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Henry really didn't understand how it was possible for her to be under arrest. Did she also swim naked in the East River? Actually, the reason was far from that.

"What, Four arrests in two years? Are you kidding me?"

"Five now. She's a real thug, Henry, you didn't tell me that. Said Jo, finding the situation pretty funny". She had Eden's record in her hands and all was written in that. "The first one was twenty-two months ago. She fought with someone in a bar in Brooklyn, where she lives. The next one… Three months later, she was buying drugs." Henry couldn't stop pushing exclamation at every Jo's sentences. "She stayed calm during months. Five months exactly before she threw a bottle of alcohol to a man, they fought and they were arrested. The next one was also for a fight, like today. I didn't know you like to hanging out with criminals." Said Jo with a little laugh.

"But I-I… Oh my god, I can't believe it!"

"Stay calm, Henry, it's write, it wasn't her fault. Every time it was under provocation. In the file, it's written that she's eighteen now, she wasn't before… She was but not for the cops. She wasn't considered like an adult, that's why we are here today, she has nobody else."

"Even if it was provocation, she…"

"Henry. It's ok. You can't blame her; we don't know what she had been through. Let's talk to her." Jo show with her chin a silhouette, sat on a chair. She wasn't in front of them; Henry could only see her back. Her sweater's hood was on her head but the officer who arrested her said to Jo it was her. She looked at the pictures on her records. Since they had to take pictures of her side face, Jo could clearly see her injury. "I bet she suffered a lot. Let's go."

They started to move towards the young women when some cops get out from a room with a man handcuffed. This one looked at Eden. Henry and Jo could clearly see her raising her middle finger which was burn towards the man. Henry rolled his eyes and Jo sighed. They approached the girl to be in front of her. She raised her damaged head. Her pupils were light green, Henry never forgot this look. One of her eyes, the left one, was more closed than the other but she was used to it. Under her hood, her hairs were messy, they were black as crows. Her skin was very pale; the color of her eyes and her hairs stood up way more than her body color and gave an interesting contrast. Her keen eyes stayed on Henry, she didn't say a word. After some seconds while Henry and Eden had this exchange, she raised her hands to show them her handcuffs. Jo finally took the keys to open them. When she was finally released, Eden passed her fingers on her wrists and stood up. She wasn't tall, but apparently she was violent and knew how to fight. Her eyes finally let go of Henry and she looked at Jo. She talked with her broken voice.

"Thanks."

Jo nodded like she said it was nothing and finally put her hand on Henry's shoulder. He still didn't say a word.

"Ok, let's go." Jo said.

They went on her car; it was the better place to talk discretely. Jo waited for Henry to be able to talk and think again. Sure it was weird for him, even if he knew he wasn't the only one since Adam. Eden staid on her seat, silently, apparently waiting. She was inexpressive since they saw her, they didn't know if it was usually or not, they really didn't know what she had in her mind. She starred at Henry again during a moment before she just looked in front of her. Jo started to drive.

"I wanted to know why you came at the morgue the other day." Began Henry, starring at Eden. This one answered with this non expression in his voice, like on her face, like she was bored.

"To see you."

"I got it. But why did you want to see me? Because of our condition?"

"No."

Henry waited. Since she said nothing more, he asked again.

"Why?"

"Did the kid survived?"

"The k…" Henry interrupted himself and let a silent take place a few seconds. "He survived. I didn't save him myself, I came back to look for you."

Eden nodded and said nothing more. Henry was disconcerted. He knew he didn't bother her and that it wasn't because she wasn't interested that she didn't talk more. He understood immediately that she was just a quiet person, that she didn't like talking too much and that she was just inexpressive, non emotionless.

"How come you have been under arrest five times now?" Asked Jo. She wanted to know her better, to understand how she lives. "If you don't want to talk, it's ok, I just want to know."

"I'm tired to being starred at."

"Being st…" Began to ask Jo before she understood she was talking about her injury. "I see."

Talking about her injury unleashed a sudden interest from Henry.

"Eden, do you mind showing me your scar when we will be somewhere else than a car?"

"Henry, you can't ask that!" Said Jo, she didn't understand why he wanted to see her injury and how he could ask like that.

"It's ok, he's a doctor, I'm an interesting case for him, you know what I'm sayin'?" Eden was used to talk like that. She never articulated very well and talked a little bit like she was rapping the all-time. Where are we going?

"At the morgue, Henry has to work and he doesn't drive."

"You're his driver?"

"No really. But I use to be when I'm not working, since this man… Don't drive… Henry, don't you have a driving license at your age?"

"See that with Abe." Henry said with a hand gesture to say he didn't want to be bother with this. "Do you want to visit a morgue, Eden? We will be able to talk a little bit more."

"Henry, I don't think she really want to…"

"Awesome, since I died young, I never had an excuse to visit one of 'em!"

Jo didn't know what to say. This girl was interesting and surprising when a word crossed her lips.

"Well, driver-"

"You don't want to say that, Henry. You really don't want me to shoot you."

Henry said nothing more but kept a smile on his lips until they arrived.

They entered the morgue, Eden still having her hood on her head and her hands in her pockets when they approached Lucas. He was near a John Doe they received the day before. The assistant turned around, ready to greet them when his eyes stopped on the person he saw some time before.

"Hey, you found Doctor Morgan!"

Eden looked at him without saying anything, she raised her damaged hand to give him a sign as a "hi" before she put it again on her pocket. Her hands were both damaged but not entirely, it seems her injury took a part of her left arm and came on her hand by the right side of her wrist. Her hand was burn until her third finger but she two other were a little bit damaged. Her right fingers too. Nobody was able to take her fingerprints.

After this long look and the silence after Lucas's sentence, this one began to feel a little bit uncomfortable.

"Well, Doctor Morgan, didn't you want to find him?"

"Actually Lucas…"

"Yeah, he did. Call me Deryck, not "him" when I'm near you."

"Sorry man, I didn't mean to be rude."

"That's nothin'. So, you, you work with the boss over here, exact?"

"The boss" still didn't say anything. Why would she want him to see her like a boy? He wanted to talk with her after, but first, he went near the body while Lucas started to talk about how he found the internship, his friendship with Henry who rolled his eyes. Eden was looking at him during a moment before she turned her head towards Jo.

"Does he always do that thing?"

Lucas stopped talking and gesturing, looking at them. Jo raised an eyebrow and look at Eden.

"What thing?" Asked Jo.

"This thing he does with his mouth."

"What thing?" Asked Lucas.

"That, man. This sound when you move your lips."

Jo can't help but laugh a little while Lucas lowered his arm he raised while he was talking before. Eden walked over Lucas, gently tapped his shoulder.

"Just kiddin'. Hey, I know this man." She said, looking at the corpse. The three other persons in the morgue approached her.

"What? But nobody could tell who he is." Said Jo.

"But me, I can. He's from Brooklyn, I know him."

A long silence followed her sentence. After a while, Henry broke it.

"So?"

"What?" Said Eden.

"You said you know him."

"Yeah, 'cause I do."

Silence again.

"His name, E-Deryck." Said Henry.

"Julian."

After a few seconds, Eden understood she didn't say everything.

"Julian Brown."

"How did you meet him?" Asked Jo.

"He's a dealer."

"You mean…"

"Didn't I been arrested for…"

"Yeah, ok. Julian Brown. Thank you, I will go to the precinct." Said Jo, turning around towards Henry. But she couldn't say goodbye to him properly since Lucas was there and they didn't want people to know. She just nodded and left.

"Lucas, do you mind taking care of that body? I need to figure out some things with… Deryck."

"I got it." He said while Henry and Eden headed to Henry's office.

"Deryck?"

"Yeah, I'm just jerking him around. Isn't he stupid? That's why I do that."

Henry stayed silent because of a lack of contradictions. He looked at Lucas to see if he was watching them and did a sign towards Eden.

"Show it to me."

After a few seconds, Eden resigned and approached Henry. She took off her outfit, staying in her t-shirt for a while. Henry could see the bandages under it because it was also on her left arm.

"Why do you keep these bands?"

"'Cause I'm not just fooling your friend out there. Actually, with that, it's easier to live as a man. It's like I don't have a breast, since it's not that big anyway. There's less mean words from the others. So I live as Deryck Cone. Except when I'm arrested, since they have my records."

Henry said nothing, he just thought about her life.

"Remove your shirt and the band. Keep your back in front of me if it makes you feel more comfortable."

That's what she did but more because the injury was also on her back, not on her chest. Beside her face, her neck, her arm and her hands, her back was injured too. It started from her left shoulder and took a part of the upper part of her back. Henry was inspecting it seriously. It was incredibly well healed. Henry understood that like his own scar, the explication for hers was just a part of the processes. Since she was an immortal, her first injury healed by herself. Henry looked at her face, well the back of her head, when he put his hand on the scar on her back to see if she had a movement at his contact. It wasn't the case. He pushed gently his hand on the scar but she didn't move.

"Do you feel something?"

"What?"

"When I touch your scar?"

"Huh? No, it's been a while I lost my sensibility on the damaged parts of my body."

"Maybe it's for the best."

"I dunno man, if I injure myself, I don't feel it."

Her life must be complicated.