A/N: Ok! Next chapter! So I decided to get a closer look at Henry and Natalie and the toll this is taking on them. So…enjoy the fluff-ish stuuf!

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*Natalie*

Two weeks. That's how long she'll be gone for.

It scares me to think that just seventeen years ago this is what happened to my mother. I remember acting so pissed and indifferent every time my dad would mention the treatment. And then he would get mad at me because he didn't think I knew the seriousness of the situation. Maybe then I didn't….but now I do. I know what it's like.

I'm in his shoes.

The house is frightfully empty. The only time we used it was dinner and bed. That was it. We're always on the run. Even though it was like this before, it just seemed eerie now. It had some of its energy and life sucked out. And that energy probably will have no recollection of this house when she gets back.

That's what I think scares me the most. That she won't remember anything. No one knows how much she'll be affected. But for some odd reason, I know it'll be bad. I don't wanna think like that…but it just seems whenever I got my hopes up in life, they were always crushed.

It was probably a week into her treatment. It was about 11:30 at night. I was still sitting alone in my bed with nothing but a book besides me. No husband. Just a book.

Henry had taken to coming home late these past few nights. It kind of had me worried…What if there was another woman? Was he finally getting tired of me? We'd been together for eighteen years…Eighteen fucking years…And I have to admit, they were the happiest eighteen years of my life.

I sighed and just threw that stupid book to the ground. I was about ready to turn in when I heard the front door unlock downstairs. I knew it was Henry. I didn't want him to think I was all in his business by rushing down to see where he was. But then again, I hadn't seen him all day and he would've done the same to me…only in a cuter, less overprotective way.

So I quietly walked out of my room and started down the stairs when I overheard him talking to someone.

"Yeah…I know. I'm going through the same thing…I know its hard…I wish I could see you but you know Nat won't let me." Who was he talking to? Who was this person he was just dying to see? "Yeah, you know how she can be. Shhh…relax…I'll be there first thing tomorrow. Yes…I promise. Ok…I love you…" He paused a moment and did that little chuckle he always did. "I know…I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

He quickly hung up his phone and looked around, hoping that I wasn't there. Oh, God…there was another woman…He told her he loved her…

"Natalie?"

He must've saw me. I walked the rest of the way down the stairs and down to where he stood in the living room. He looked kind of scared, like he knew I had found out about his little secret.

"Where were you?"

"Out."

"With who?"

"Some guys from work…" He tried to walk away, but I wouldn't let him.

"This late?"

He rolled his eyes and tried to kiss me, "I'm sorry, mother…" I practically pushed him away from me, angrily.

"Who was that?" I asked straightforwardly, trying not to let the hurt show in my face.

"What?"

"On the phone. Who was she?"

He sighed. Just sighed. He looked around the room, hoping to somehow disappear. "Nat…I should've told you…"

"Told me what?" I asked him all-too defensively. "That you're having an affair? That you're cheating on me?"

"What?"

He tried to grab onto me, but I pulled away from him. "I heard you! You were talking to her! You're always home late and I never see you anymore and you want to see her so badly! You told her you fucking loved her!"

I collapsed onto the couch, now in tears. Usually I wouldn't mind if he saw me crying, but now I felt like a fool. I was lied to and cheated on and now he's just getting the satisfaction of hurting me. I felt his hand on my shoulder, but I quickly ripped it away from me, angry as hell.

"I would never cheat on you, Nat…you know that…"

"B-But you just did! You're seeing another woman tomorrow,,,"

"Yeah. My sister."

Now I really felt like a fool. "Wh-What?"

"Why would you think I was cheating on you? You really don't trust me?"

I let his arms surround me again as I cried, hoping he wouldn't be angry. "No…I-I do…It's just…you're never home and I'm stressed and I don't know what came over me…I-I…I'm scared, Henry. I'm scared and you're not here for me…"

He laid himself next to me, holding me closer, whispering into my hair, "I've always been here…" He kissed me there quickly and continued. "I know it's a hard time right now. We're both hurting, and you're getting the worse end. I'm sorry…And I should've told you I've been working late. I know we need everything now more than ever."

He kissed me and rested his head next to mine. I just whispered, "I-I'm sorry…"

"I know…I know….If it makes you feel any better, I talked to your mom today."

"Henry, how is that supposed to make me feel better?"

He chuckled lightly and began to stroke my hair. "I knew you would say that. I told her about Gabby. She said that there's nothing to worry about. She said that she'll be fine."

"I hope she's right." I smiled a little and just cuddled him like I always used to. Everything seemed to be going well…Until I remembered. "Why are you seeing your sister tomorrow anyway? I thought you guys hardly talk…"

He sighed and decided to sit up. Without thinking, I followed him and sat up. "Well…it's kind of hard to say, especially now…Skylar's gone…"

"What?"

"Holly called when I was on my way home and she said that he just disappeared. Who knows? I don't exactly think he disappeared…"

I shook my head and scolded him, "Henry! Don't think like that…H-He's probably…fine…"

His arms flew around me again as put his head on my shoulder. "Don't be surprised then if it's true…"

"How are we gonna tell Gabby? As soon as she gets back form fourteen days of being electrocuted just tell her 'oh, your cousin's missing'?"

"I know…" He kissed my shoulder gently. Was this supposed to be making me feel better? Because it wasn't working. "That's the hard part…We'll see what happens…we still have another week…"

I nodded, shivering as his kiss went from my shoulders to my neck and finally down my back. "Henry…what are you-?"

"C'mon…you've had a rough night…Let me try to cheer you up…" The kiss found its way back up my back and now onto my other shoulder where it soon landed back on my neck. I had to admit we hadn't done anything in a while…and I was feeling like shit…So a little pick-me-up sounded wonderful at the moment.

"Ok…fine…"

He smiled and kissed me again before we both ran off to the bedroom.

One Week Later…

*Gabby*

The two weeks are up. I feel…different. Clearer. More precise.

My head reels with everything, trying to remember every little detail.

I like this feeling….

I'm…alive.

A/N: OOH! Cool ending! Can't wait to finish this…The next chapter's REALLY sad…

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