A/N: This chapter is about what Henry says to Shawn in the hospital room
Henry entered the hospital room; the room was silent except for the beeping of the heart monitor. He let out a breath he had been holding when he saw his son laying motionless on the bed. Bandages covered most of his body, and an i.v. had been inserted into his arm.
Henry grabbed one of the available chairs in the room, set it next to the bed and sat in it. For a while he just looked at his son as he breathed shallowly in his unconsciousness, he had so much to say to him but didn't know where to start. He reached and gently picked Shawn's hand off the bed to hold it in his, "Shawn…" he began, but couldn't continue due to his throat choking and his eyes welling with tears.
The nurse entered the room behind him, he quickly composed himself. She walked around to the opposite side of the bed and checked the i.v., she looked up at Henry and smiled in a consoling way, there was nothing more she felt she could do for him at the moment. After she left, Henry fell back into his previous state of sadness, he took a deep breath.
"Shawn… I…," he couldn't seem to get his words together, he had never really spilt his feelings out for Shawn and he knew this was the best time to do it because he couldn't hear him do it. "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… for everything… I never meant…," his words trailed off as he began to tear up again. "You mean the world to me, honestly… I don't know what I'd do if you…," he couldn't say the word, it was to big a reality at the moment for that one word to be said. He leaned forward out of the chair and kissed Shawn on the forehead; he whispered something in his ear then left.
A/N: I don't know if that's how Henry would act if this really happened to Shawn, but that's how I imagined it in my head.