Henry
I've never hated the passenger-side seat more than I do right now.
I can't even drive the car, dammit. There is absolutely no guarantee that I can save Shawn. I feel so helpless.
Lassiter's calling the shots, and I understand. He's a detective, I am not.
He's a good one, as far as I can tell. Steady, determined, just the way he should be.
But this is my son.
In any other circumstances, I would trust Detective Lassiter to get the job done.
But this is Shawn, and he's too important.
And that means that I trust no one but myself.
And Shawn.
I wonder if anyone else feels the way I feel.
I know they're all pretty scared. Gus and Detective O'Hara. Even Lassiter, who I know has never been Shawn's biggest fan, seems nervous. Afraid.
I'm terrified and sick. I feel pretty hollow inside.
But when I start seeing Shawn's clues, these things I taught him, these things I almost can't believe he remembers..I am so proud.
And even though the fear doesn't go away, I'm hopeful.
Shawn can get out of this, I know he can.
He just has to keep his head.
And so do I.
Even though I've never been more afraid in my life.
A/N: One more to go. :) Reviews greatly appreciated.
