Author's Note: I'd like to thank phnxgrl, KenH, superlc529, and SSTrans for their reviews. SSTrans: You'll have to stay tuned to find out. superlc529: Don't worry, I understand what you're saying. I went back and forth initially between stealing the identity of Dr. Farber or letting Adam actually have a family. In the end I decided that he couldn't have a family because I have a hard time seeing a wife standing by him with everything he has done in the last 70-80 years (minimum). As for the rest, we'll have to see. KenH: Don't forget Reece. And thank you; I'm glad you're enjoying my tangled web. phnxgrl: Just making sure to show that Henry isn't the only capable member of the team. This chapter starts right where the last one ended. Enjoy!

Chapter 25

"Is there another immortal besides you and me?"

Henry looked at Abe with fear in his eyes. "Not that I know of. Do you know of someone?"

"I thought I saw a woman I knew a long time ago. She was walking with another woman, a friend I think. But I could be mistaken. She wasn't walking very well. And it has been 300 years."

"I often feel as though I'm seeing people I've known once in faces I pass on the street. Scientifically speaking, considering our extended lifetimes, that is a very common occurrence."

There was another long pause. "Perhaps you're right. It was good to talk to you again, Henry. It's been so long since you last came to visit me." The line went dead.

Henry let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. "I think he knows about Anneliese. He saw her today. For now, he's not sure, but I have no doubt that he'll know for sure soon."

"You need to warn her."

"I know. I'll have to wait, though. If he's watching us and I dial someone right now, he would know for certain immediately."

Abe nodded. "Yeah, you're right. Let's finish eating and then I've got to go to bed."

"Alright. I wanted to go down to my laboratory. I'd like to try and figure out how Adam managed to escape his condition."

"You're not thinking of literally putting yourself in his shoes, are you?" Abe slowly sat down again.

"No, no. This is more of a thought exercise." Henry returned to the table. "Don't worry. I won't interrupt your beauty sleep."

Abe chuckled. "At my age? I need all the beauty sleep I can get."

Hanson hobbled into the precinct on crutches the next morning to find Jo already at her desk. "Did you sleep here last night?"

Jo ignored the question. "I think I found him."

Hanson shed his coat. "Who?"

"Our suspect. I ran facial recognition through the DMV database. This guy has three aliases on file in the state of New York. Dr. Louis Farber, Geoff Andrews, and Benjamin Weisberger. The first two are dead ends, but Weisberger has an apartment not far from Henry's place. He's got to be living there."

"You said Henry's mystery calls had started up again? Living near his target? That's textbook stalker behavior."

Jo nodded. "Exactly what I was thinking."

"You got a warrant yet?"

"Lou's working on it." Jo turned in her chair to watch Lieutenant Reece on the phone. "We should have it soon."

Lieutenant Reece looked through her window and nodded at Jo. "Looks like you got your warrant." Hanson leaned back in his chair. "You two have fun."

Jo took the keys Hanson tossed her. "I'll try. Go home. You should be taking care of that leg."

Hanson leaned his crutches against his desk. "Yes, mother."

Jo pulled into a spot around the corner from Weisberger's apartment. "Let's hope he's home."

Reece checked her gun. "I'm ready."

They got out of the car and walked toward the building. Walking down the stairs to the sidewalk was their suspect. "Freeze! Benjamin Weisberger, NYPD! You're under arrest!"

Adam looked at them calmly. "Detective Martinez, Lieutenant Reece. To what do I owe the inconvenience?"

Reece moved forward, gun out, with Jo covering her. "Hands up, Weisberger!"

Adam raised his hands lazily. "Out of curiosity, what am I suspected of doing?"

"You killed a man by the river and took his clothes." Reece holstered her gun and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "Turn around."

"As you wish." Adam turned around and let Reece cuff him. "Did Henry lead you to me?"

"How do you know Dr. Morgan, Mr. Weisberger?"

Adam scrutinized Jo. "I would have thought you would recognize me, Detective Martinez."

"I do. I just want to hear you say it."

"Ah." Adam smirked.

"But before you say anything. 'You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, and will, be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.' Do you understand these rights?"

"Yes, I do." Adam turned back to Jo. "I was his therapist. That's what you want me to say, isn't it?"

"And now we have you on identity fraud and practicing medicine with a stolen license." Jo lowered her gun. "Want me to search him?"

"I got it." Reece patted Adam down and pulled a straight razor from his inside breast pocket. "What is this for?"

"Well, if you would be so kind as to slit my throat, you'd find out."

Reece just stared at him for a long time. "What kind of sick bastard are you?"

"The kind you'd call crazy, but I assure you, I'm not." Adam smirked as he stared at Jo. "You know what I mean, don't you… Detective?"

Jo worked hard to keep her face a mask of calm. "I'm sure I don't."

"Interesting. I would have thought Henry would have told you I was immortal by now."

"Clark Walker had that same delusion. I'm beginning to wonder if you're the one who gave it to him."

Reece pushed Adam forward. "Come on, Weisberger. You're halfway to prison already."

"Prison won't hold me. You'll see."

The Lieutenant was in the Observation Room with Hanson and Jo, looking at Adam. "He admitted to the identity theft and practicing medicine with a stolen license after he was read his rights."

Hanson looked at Jo. "Why would he do that?"

Jo shrugged. "I don't know. But, because he confessed to working under the stolen identity, he's now the prime suspect for the abduction and murder of the original Dr. Farber." Jo tapped the folder in her hands against her thigh. "We don't have enough for those charges, but we have enough for the murder of the naked man by the river."

Reece shook her head. "All we have is a photo. That's hardly enough to charge him with murder."

"You were right as of last night." Hanson held up a photo from the folder in his hands. "CSU searched this guy's apartment and found the victim's clothes. And the rock he used to knock him out."

"You found DNA?"

Jo held up the folder in her hands. "Lucas ran the samples. The victim's DNA is on the clothes and rock. This guy's DNA," Jo gestured to Adam, "was also on both sources."

"I thought Henry said the DNA was corrupted,"

"On the body, yes. Not on the clothes and rock."

"Good. Now try to see if we can get him to confess to that." Reece stood out of the way so the detectives could enter the room.

Hanson entered first. "So, Mr. Weisberger. What's your real name?"

"My condolences on your stab wound, Detective. That must be painful."

"Answer the question." Hanson grimaced as he fell into a chair.

"You ran my prints and DNA. If you didn't get a name from that, I'm afraid I'm not all that inclined to provide it for you."

Hanson looked at Jo, a little amused by the suspect. "He thinks he's a tough guy."

Jo sat at the table. "When I met you a year ago, I bought your false accent. So, where are you really from?"

Adam smirked at Jo again. "You're trying to hide how much you know about me. I'd find it amusing if it wasn't so obvious."

Jo made sure she looked confused. "What are you talking about?"

"I know Henry has told you about me. What is the name he said I went by?"

Jo's eyes were hard. "If you're his phone call stalker, then the name you use is Adam."

"Stalker." Adam sat back. "That's all I am to you?"

"Yes."

Hanson snapped his fingers in front of Adam's face. "Hey, you're going to have to explain a little better, buddy."

Adam slowly brought his eyes to Hanson. "As I said earlier, I'm immortal. So is Henry. And you were right, Detective. Clark Walker was a patient of mine and I did manage to convince him that my… condition was contagious. I sent him into Henry's home to force the good doctor to kill a man. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Hanson looked at Jo. "This guy's nuts."

"Yep." Jo sat back in her chair. "Look, 'Adam,' I get that a psychiatric ward would be an easier place to serve a prison sentence, but I'm not buying your folktale. It's time to tell the truth. Did you, or did you not, kill Joshua Gibbins?"

"Who?" Adam looked confused.

Hanson slapped a photo on the table. "This man. Here he is ten minutes before his death," Hanson started laying photos on the table, "and here you are, thirty minutes later, wearing a dead man's clothes. Those clothes were found in your apartment with the rock you used to bash his head in. Ringing any bells?"

"Ah, yes. He did have a nice suit." Adam looked up. "You see, detectives, after I was reborn in the river, I needed something to wear. He was wearing something nice, so I killed him for it. It wasn't personal."

Jo knocked on the door and two uniforms came in. "Get this man to Rikers to wait for a psych eval. I'm done with him today."

Adam was taken away and Jo let out a sigh. He could see it. She tried so hard to hide the fact that she knew about Henry's immortality, but Adam had seen through her façade in an instant. Was it because he knew she'd been following Henry to the ghost station or had he seen something in her face? Either way, she was worried. Henry said Adam would come after them. For the first time, she actually understood what that meant.

Hanson looked t Jo. "What was his fascination with you all about?"

"Henry and I are close. As Henry's stalker, he would know that. He's just trying to get under my skin."

"Did it work?"

"No." Jo pushed off the wall. "How long before his evaluation?"

Hanson followed her out to their desks. "That'll have to wait. The psychiatrist has a full schedule today out at Bedford. He won't be at Rikers until tomorrow."

"Okay. I'm going to go tell Henry about what happened." She grabbed her keys.

"Okay. Tell Abe to get better soon."

Amsterdam 1957...

Henry and Abigail went upstairs and Abigail knocked on Abraham's door. "Abe? Can I come in?"

"I don't want to talk to you!"

Abigail turned the knob and opened the door. "Abe, I need to tell you something. It's about your father."

Abe's face was red from crying. "What do you mean?"

"He's… different… from most people. What you saw today…"

Henry stepped into the room. "It wasn't permanent."

Abe looked stunned. "Dad?"

Henry nodded. "Yes, it's me. I'm... well, I'm not really sure where to start, so I'll just come out and say it. Abe, I'm immortal. What you saw today; yes, I was killed, but I always come back to life." He knelt by his son's bed. "Do you know what I'm saying?"

Abe nodded, reaching out to touch his father's face. "You are real."

"Yes, I am."

Abe smiled and threw his arms around Henry's neck. "You're alive!"

Present Day...

Henry was upstairs practicing on the piano when Jo came upstairs. "Abe sent me up. I hope you don't mind."

Henry stood up from the piano bench and smiled. "No, not at all. Come in."

"We got him. Adam. And now I'm a little afraid of him."

Henry became concerned. "What happened?"

"He could tell that I knew your secret. I- I tried to hide it, but he could tell. Even said you and he are immortal in front of a camera. He's at Rikers awaiting a psych eval now."

The phone started to ring. Henry body's stiffened and sucked in a hesitant breath. He looked at Jo with an expression that said he didn't want to answer it, but he lifted the receiver from the cradle anyway. "Hello?"

"Henry, Henry. What did I say about putting me behind bars?"

"You said I shouldn't help the police. I didn't."

Adam chuckled. "I see. And here I thought you understood that meant keep me out of prison."

"If that's what you wanted, you should have been more specific, then."

"So it would seem."

Henry was breathing heavily. "Where does that leave us?"

"I'll leave Abraham alone. After all, you did follow what I said. But you're not off the hook. And neither is Detective Martinez. I know she knows your secret, even if she won't admit it. If she doesn't know, well… I'll just have to make sure she does."

"Leave her out of this!"

"Sorry, Henry, but I can't do that. Goodbye."

Jo had been watching the exchange. "What is it?"

Henry hung up. "You were right. He does know that you know my secret. And he's going to come after you too."

A/N: And that's the end of this case. I'll be taking a couple weeks off to finish typing up and editing the next case, so stay tuned for that.