Henry is noticeably depressed, and doesn't go to work. Jo goes to the antique store and sees Henry "self-harming" himself, and convinces him to stop - griffinheart67

Hey guys, I know the last one shot wasn't that fantastic but I wrote it after a long tiring day at work and having just started new medication for my allergies. OK well this chapter is one that I didn't enjoy writing as I have been that way before (as I'm sure a few of you have) but I promised that if you sent me in a prompt I would write it for you guys. So all that aside I hope you like this update and please review!

Something didn't quite feel right, I had this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach and nothing I did or tried to convince myself was making it go away. Finally after three hours of this torture and restlessness I got out of bed and decided to go for a drive, knowing that if there was one thing that calmed me it was definitely a drive. Grabbing my keys, cell phone and purse I made my way out to the car after locking up the house. I had no idea where I was going just that I was using this time to think. At first my thoughts were running through memories of Sean, the good and the bad. And then they took an unexpected turn, to the man who had been sneaking his way into my heart from the moment I laid eyes on him about seven months ago. He was talented, British, intelligent, slightly annoying but somehow beneath all that we shared the same pain, we shared the pain of losing someone we cared about, and for that I was happy. But something had changed. Henry had changed and I wasn't sure why, I thought to start with that maybe it was because of me, I mean I had started dating Isaac and though he was pushing me toward it, somehow I knew that deep down inside he wasn't actually happy with that fact, there were times when I thought I had caught a glimmer of jealousy and pain in his eyes. Then we'd worked the case of Abe's dead mother and he assured me that I hadn't made it awkward between us, for which I was grateful, I don't think I could bear losing him. But after finding out the truth of what happened to Sylvia, Henry become more and more depressed, he talked less, went overboard in his little spiels when he joined us at crime scenes, dived head first into his autopsies and arrived at the morgue in the wee hours of the morning and left just before midnight every night. I felt bad for Henry and knew that I needed to be by his side tonight. He had been there for me through so much and as I exited the car and looked up at the sign somehow I knew that deep down this is where I was going. I knocked on the door.

The person who greeted me was Abe, he smiled tiredly and as I looked him over, I noted how much older he seemed to look having a friend who was acting irrationally.

"What are you doing here Jo?" he asked after suppressing a yawn

"I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd check on Henry" I said and he smiled

"That's nice of you Jo. He's down in his lab, has been since he got home. I tried to get him to come up for dinner but I fear we may be losing him to this damn depression" he said sadly and I frowned at his choice of words. His words weren't much comfort either, but of course Abe would be the first to notice if Henry was acting strangely.

"You go back to bed Abe, I'll show myself out when I leave" I said and he looked at me, trying to read my expression but when he yawned again he nodded

"Of course Jo. And thank you for being here for him" he said, I nodded

"Of course Abe, there isn't anywhere else I would rather be tonight" I said and he nodded before tightening his dressing gown and weaving his way through the antique store up to the apartment above, he reached the stairs before turning and said

"Good night Jo" I smiled at him

"Good night Abe" I said before making my way over to the stairs to Henry's lab.

Only being down in the lab a couple times before and all of them having been bad memories, what I saw shocked me. There in the chair behind his oak wood desk sat Henry, hunched over slightly and holding a bloody scalpel. Screaming in shock I rushed over to Henry and tried to bring him back to the land of the living. I couldn't lose Henry too. I don't think I could cope with that.

"Henry! Henry! HENRY! I can't lose you, please don't die on me" I begged urgently trying to get his attention, sapping his face, shaking his arm, before noticing the blood that was dripping from the cuts on his wrists and noting that they looked pretty deep. Grabbing my cell phone out of my pocket I was about to call for an ambulance when Abe rushed into the room, saw me sitting by Henry, saw the cuts to Henry's wrist and rushed over to one of the shelves grabbing a first aid kit and then heading to a cabinet and pulling from it some revolting smelling plant. He rushed over and dropped the first aid kit, before placing the plant beneath Henry's nose and covering his mouth, I was about to yell at Abe and ask what the hell he was doing when Henry's eyes shot open and he tried gasping for breath.

"Dear God Abraham put that God awful plant away" Henry scolded before Abe looked at him, taking the scalpel from his hands and disposing of it, putting the plant away as well. Now that Henry was clearly alright I felt anger toward him for being so reckless, for thinking that taking his own life would end his pain, thinking that those left behind wouldn't be hurt. He stood and made his way over to Abe, pulling Abe in for a hug before whispering something in his ear, and with that Abe made his way upstairs and Henry and I were alone again.

He looked at me, searching my face for something anything to give away what I was feeling but having had training to school my features I used that training now so that he wouldn't have the upper hand.

"I'm sorry you had to see that Jo. I assure you twas not my intention for you to find out like this" he said and I looked at him, trying to get a read on him but his barrier was up and just knowing that sent me over the edge. Getting to my feet I started yelling

"What the hell Henry? Are you seriously freaking kidding me right now? Have you lost all faith in humanity? All trust in those around you? Those that care? What about Abe? What do you think it would do to him if you killed yourself from that little stunt you just pulled? What about Lucas? Or Mike and Lieutenant Reece? How do you think they would feel if you were gone? Committing suicide is never the answer no matter how tough things seem Henry", by the time I had finished I realised that I had paced around the lab and was now standing front of Henry

"Jo I just- I've had a lot on my plate recently and I just it seemed like the only option. I'm sorry" he said and I frowned.

"You don't know how truly special you are Henry. Your life is valued and you have friends here, ones that will miss you terribly should you truly decide that ending your life would be beneficial" I said and he was watching me, watching my movements, reading my facial expressions before he asked

"What about you?" and I looked at him confused

"What do you mean, what about me?" I asked and he said

"How would you react if I had committed suicide?" he asked and I looked at him.

"I would probably find your dead body, find a way to bring you back to life and then make you watch how much everyone was suffering from the loss" I said and he nodded, before grabbing my hands and asking

"The truth?" I looked into his eyes and knew that I owed him this much

"I would be truly devastated. You're my friend and I trust you. You've been that constant in my life since we meet, and I finally feel like a wall is coming down, one where I feel like I don't have to be so guarded because there is someone else who knows and understands my pain and accepts me for who I am. You're that person Henry, you've shown me so much, taught me things I never thought would be interesting and made me believe again. I want to be able to do the same for you Henry. I want to be that person you can confide in and the one that you can turn to when something gets a little hard or makes you feel like doing this, because you've done that for me Henry, you made me see the world in a different light" I said and as he listened to what I said I saw something change in him, like he was realising for the first time in a long time that he could probably be honest with someone.

"I know I can trust you Jo and someday I will tell you the whole truth, that wall for me is coming down as well but right now I'm not quite there yet" he said squeezing my hands that were still in his grasp. As I searched his face and saw the truth in his eyes I believed him, knew that he wanted me to know whatever secret he was hiding, and honestly I felt honoured that he was even feeling that way about me. Squeezing his hands to reassure myself that he was here, I felt the warm blood that had caused this whole confession, run down my hand and as I grabbed his arm I frowned

"I need to clean this, come on" I said and I watched as he was about to say that he could do it himself before he gave in and let me help him.

I cleaned the cuts and then bandaged them in a gauze in case they were still going to bleed before I yawned, trying my best to cover the yawn.

"Jo, would you like to stay?" he asked and I shook my head

"No, I think I should probably head home" I said unsure of wither or not staying was a good idea or not.

"Jo you just fixed me and saved my life, the least I can do is offer you my bed" he said and I raised an eyebrow at him

"I'm taking the couch. I insist" he said and I knew that there was no way out of this now. Not without making up some random lie and I didn't even want to go there with Henry. As Henry and I made our way out of his lab and up to the apartment above the antique store Henry finally asked

"Why were you here Jo? When I woke up?" he asked and I looked at him

"I couldn't sleep" I said and when he raised an eyebrow at me I sighed and answered

"I was worried about you. You haven't really been you for the past couple of days and I wanted to make sure that you were alright" I said and he grabbed my hand, placing a gentle kiss to the palm of my hand

"Thank you Jo. Sweet dreams" he said and as he turned back into the lounge I realised that we had made it up to the apartment and I was now standing in Henry's bedroom. Looking around the room, it felt oddly strange and somehow very familiar. It was Henry to a tee. I smiled as I made my way over to the bed and climbed in. Wrapping my arms around the spare pillow and smelling in the scent I knew was Henry, that deep musky smell, and something uniquely Henry, breathing in deeply I closed my eyes and feel into a peaceful sleep.