His mind was in an uproar ever since Helen brought a girl who resembled Ashley into the Sanctuary. Henry wanted to scream out at the world. Ashley was dead as far as he was concerned. The young abnormal certainly looked like Ashley, but there was no way that seven-year-old girl could be Helen's daughter. He paced back and forth in his bedroom.

Helen had just called for a meeting in her office to introduce everyone to the girl that she was calling Ashley. Shortly after the abnormal child had nearly killed both Helen and Will. The girl should by all rights be locked up, but John would not allow it. He specifically forbade Henry from going anywhere near her when he threatened to put her in a holding cell.

"I will not allow you to put my daughter in a holding cell like those animals you keep!" John had yelled, pointing a finger at Henry.

Henry's anger was rolling off him in waves at this point. He had just watched Helen being carried into the infirmary, and Tesla was doing everything he could to save her life with Big Guy's help. Henry could hardly contain himself. He glared menacingly at John. "Do you want to keep Magnus alive or not?! Or is your single most important goal to have her blood on your hands?!"

John had him against the wall before he could react. The former serial murderer had that old shadow in his face. "I suggest that you keep your accusations to yourself, dear boy." His voice was shaking with a calm rage. "And for your information, I do wish to keep Helen very much alive. But how do you suppose she will act if we do anything to harm Ashley? Hmm?"

He didn't listen to anything that John had said. His features were changing to suit his wolf nature. He shoved John away, and knocked the other man into the bookshelf. The wood crashed and splintered. Books were ripped, and some came flying up. He regained some of his control. He knew full well that Helen still had lingering feelings for John, and she would skin him alive if he did anything to cause lasting harm to her ex-lover. "Don't ever get into my face." He had stormed out of the library.

That was the last he had seen of John, and that had been two days ago. He had locked himself away into his room. He refused to come out until Helen woke up when he could speak with her, and possibly knock some common sense into her. He knew that he had kept neutral when Helen first brought the abnormal into the Sanctuary, but now it had threatened her life as well as Will's. He couldn't stand for it happening again.

A knock rapped his door. It was gentle and quick. "Go away!" he snapped.

"Henry!" It was Kate.

He blinked for a long moment. Kate...gentle? Since when? He went to open the door. She jumped back when he did. He couldn't blame her. He hadn't had time to shave, and he could feel his face getting scruffy. His eyes were probably also bloodshot due to the lack of sleep since Helen brought that abnormal in. "What now?" He sounded almost whiny.

"You haven't come out of your room in two days," stated Kate. "Have you had anything to eat?"

"I'll be fine," replied Henry irritably. "I have hot pockets in the fridge."

"You need some nuitrition." She held up a bag of take out Chinese. "I got all this food and can't finish it myself. Tesla doesn't want any, Big Guy doesn't like this stuff, and Druitt is just too damn creepy."

Henry almost smirked at her comment about John. He stepped aside to let her in. She was probably also bored with no real interaction from anyone. Will was still unconscious, and Helen wouldn't be talking for several days. And he knew that she was afraid of the "super abnormal brat" as she was fond of calling Ashley. "Sorry the room is such a mess." He sounded lame, even to his own ears.

She turned to eye him critically. "Have you seen my room?" she retorted.

"Good point."

Kate forced a smile. She sat down in the middle of the floor and waited for Henry to join her. She took out the food and set it out. She handed him a pair of chopsticks. She silently split her own and rubbed them together. "Henry...can I ask you something?"

He blinked. "What is it?"

She paused for a brief moment. It was as if she were reconsidering her question. She composed word for word in her mind before asking, "What sort of person was Ashley before?"

Henry blinked. The question took him completely off guard. He thought it over for several minutes. "She was...a good friend."

Kate reached out, and squeezed his shoulder firmly. "Hey. It'll be ok." She gave him a small smile; which was a rare occurance for her to be doing, but nonetheless it made Henry feel that much better about the situation at hand. "We'll just stand back, and keep a lookout. If things get too messy, Magnus will have us around to clean up."

"I just hope it doesn't come to that," sighed Henry. He reached out, and carefully caressed Kate's cheek. Her dark skin was so soft. It surprised him a little because of how rough she acted around him. He pulled back suddenly.

"What's wrong?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

He got up, and walked away from her. "I can't."

"Why not?" Kate stood next to him. She kept a healthy distance away only to give him some space.

Henry squeezed his eyes shut. She didn't know about what he had become. "Get out." His voice was strained as he said the words.

"Why?"

"Just get out!" he snapped.

"Alright! I'll go." She stopped at the door to take one last look at him before stepping out of the room.

Henry plopped down on his bed. It would be a long night for him. That he was prepared for. It was the consequences should his alter ego come out that he was afraid of. He didn't want to hurt Kate. He stayed there all night; knowing that there would be no solice.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I had finals all last week, and this week hasn't been the best either. I will try and update soon. I have a laptop now, so typing should be easier, and quicker.