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Emily opened her eyes. She looked around the dimly lit room. She was lying on the floor, next to Henry under a blanket without her clothes. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Next to her, Henry stirred. She turned to face him, carefully sliding some blanket between them. Henry's eyes slowly opened. Obviously, the plan had worked.

Henry instantly looked confused. Even more confused when he realized where he was.

"Henry, its ok., I know this is a bit strange, but you fell asleep and didn't wake up. You didn't get off the treatment fast enough. Magnus called me and I came to help. The pheromone exposure from me brought you out of your sleep. Magnus will probably be coming soon to check us out."

Henry, still a bit confused, became concerned when he realized what had happened. "Em, are you okay?" He asked, pulling the blanket up around himself.

Emily could feel some pain on the back of her shoulder. There would be bruises. There were bruises last time. She nodded. "I'm fine. Magnus has probably detected that we are awake know that we are awake. They'll be here really soon."

Henry looked past her. They were here.

Emily stayed still. She could hear the door open behind her.

Without a word, Magnus and the big guy came in with supplies. Magnus opened up another blanket and put it over Emily and helped her sit up. Emily looked down at the blanket she had been laying on. There was a small spot of blood where her shoulder had been. Emily looked up at Henry. He was looking her over with a concerned expression.

Magnus opened up a bag of medical supplies. "Emily is it okay if I clean and dress this for you?" Magnus said, gesturing to the wound on her back. She was careful not to touch Emily until she had permission.

Emily nodded.

The big guy provided Henry with some clothes and held up a blanket so Henry could do a quick change.

Emily suddenly pulled back as Magnus cleaned her wound.

Magnus leaned in close and whispered in Emily's ear, "This is going to require stitches. It is still bleeding, so I will cover it while I get out my supplies."

Emily again, nodded.

Henry was done changing and was on his way out with the big guy, when he stopped. He touched Magnus' shoulder. "Doc, take good care of her." He said before quickly leaving.

Emily watched him go. "It's taking everything he's got to keep it together." Emily looked up at Magnus. "It would be best for both of us to be away from each other until the sun comes up."

Magnus nodded and gave Emily a shot to numb her wound. When it was sufficiently numb, she began stitching up Emily's wound. Once stitched up, Magnus held up a blanket for Emily to change also.

Emily slipped her shirt over her head, as tears streamed down her face.

Magnus brought the blanket away and noticed Emily's tears.

Emily put her hands to her face and began to cry harder.

Magnus pulled Emily in close. She held Emily until Emily wiped her face with her sleeve and took a deep breath. "When can I return home?" She asked, clasping her hands tightly together.

"If at all possible, I would like you to stay for at least a few hours after the sun comes up. I want to make sure both of you are ok." Magnus sighed, "It would be good for you to get some sleep and then I will do some tests in the morning."

Emily nodded. "Okay. I just need to get back to Marshall."

Magnus smiled. "I understand."

Emily wiped her face again and pulled a sweater on over the surgical scrubs Magnus had given her. She and Magnus stepped out of the cell and headed upstairs.

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Magnus had finished running tests on Henry for the night so he headed to his lab. Magnus didn't want Henry to be alone, so the big guy volunteered to stay with him.

Henry finished up with what Emily had started on the computer system. He and the big guy played a few rounds of checkers and then Henry pulled out a deck of cards.

As Henry dealt, the big guy looked at him. Henry noticed the big guy's stare and he stopped. "What?"

"Henry, how are you feeling?" The big guy asked, picking up the cards Henry had dealt to him.

"Ok I guess." He sighed, "Not tired that's for sure."

The big guy nodded. "I meant about what happened tonight."

Henry shook his head. "I really don't want to talk about that."

Big guy sighed, "Henry…"

"Why did it have to be Emily? Why did that have to be the cure? What is wrong with me? I let the monster control me, this shouldn't have happened. Not again."

Big guy waited for Henry to explain.

"Almost a year ago I went to London to see Emily. We hung out for a couple of days. One of those nights was a full moon." Henry paused, "On that night we found out what happens between werewolves on a full moon." Henry looked down at his hands. "I didn't have the control that I have now, but apparently that still doesn't' matter."

Big guy shook his head. "You've worked hard to get the control you have. But Henry sometimes nature overides. In this case, you were ill. You didn't have the control because you weren't conscious. You had plenty of control when we left the shoe."

Henry shook his head. "The weird thing is that I can smell her in here. She sat in my chair, touched the computers. Her scent is still here." He looked around. "And it is driving me crazy."

Big guy nodded. "I think once the sun comes up and you feel more in control; you should go to her. You two need to sort this out. It will be important to your friendship."

Henry's brows furrowed. "If she even wants to talk to me again." Henry fiddled with the deck of cards in his hands. "Things weren't quite the same after the last time this happened. She was just a little more distant." Henry looked up at the Big guy. "She never wanted to talk about what happened, she just wanted to forget about it. She didn't want to come here or for me to come see her in London after that either." Henry paused, "Except about seven or eight weeks ago, she all of the sudden was happy and wanting to talk more. In fact, the night I went to sleep, she was up working on something, and we chatted for over an hour."

"So go talk to her in the morning." Big guy said, leaning onto his elbows on the table.

"Well, I think I should let her sleep for a while first. She didn't get four days of sleep." He started dealing cards. "You up for some go fish?"

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Emily could feel someone watching her. She opened her eyes to Henry sitting on the bed next to her. She almost moved away from him when she saw him. Instead, she flinched.

It did not go unnoticed by Henry. He looked down at his lap. "I am sorry, you didn't wake up when I knocked. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

Emily sat up. She was sure she looked a mess. She gathered her nerve. "Henry." She said, touching his shoulder.

He looked at her; brows furrowed and frowning. "Emily, I'm sorry. That probably doesn't help at all, but I am sorry."

Emily shook her head. "Henry, it was my choice. I knew what was going to happen going into this. You don't need to be sorry." She looked down at her hands in her lap. "I should be sorry."

Henry shook his head. "Em…"

Emily raised her hand to shush him. "Hear me out Henry." She took a deep breath. "After out last 'encounter' I found out that I was pregnant. Eight weeks ago I gave birth to a baby boy. His name is Marshall." Emily looked up to an awestruck Henry. "He's your son Henry."

Henry was without words.

Emily shook her head. "I was terrified to tell you or anyone else for that matter. When people ask about who Marshall's father is, I just tell them it was a random fling. I was scared that they would find out that Marshall was the product of two werewolves. I just wanted to keep him safe." Emily drew her knees up to her chest. "When I arrived here to help, Magnus and Will figured out that Marshall was your son. Only she and Will know. Not even my mum knows, and she cares for Marshall every day." Emily put her hand on Henry's knee. "Henry, I am truly sorry for keeping him from you. I just didn't know what to do." Tears formed in her eyes as she wrapped her arms tightly around her knees.

Henry sat silent for a few moments. "Em, I'm not sure why you felt you couldn't trust me. I would have kept the secret." He shook his head, "This is a huge deal."

Emily suddenly got the urge to run away. She began to get up when Henry caught her arm. At that moment, Emily knew he wasn't going to let her run from him. She burst into tears, covering her face with her hands.

Henry pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her tightly. Emily sobbed into Henry's chest. "I am so sorry Henry."

Henry smoothed Emily's hair and gently rocked her. "It's alright, it'll be ok Em."

"Please forgive me." Emily said, her voice hoarse from crying.

Henry nodded and continued to rock her back and forth. They sat together in silence for a while before Emily spoke.

"I hate crying. My hormones make me crazy." Emily said wiping her nose and eyes.

Henry smiled. "Are you feeling a little better?"

"Yeah, but I think I've used a whole box of tissues. Any more of this and I will be out of luck." Emily said with a grin.

Henry shook his head, smiling. "There can't be too many more tears in there. You're going to get dehydrated."

Emily smiled and grabbed the trash can from the side of the bed and scooped the tissues into it. "Sorry, this is really gross."

Henry grinned. "I have a son."

Emily smiled. "Yeah, you do. He likes to stay up late just like his dad."

"I'm somebody's dad. Damn." Henry wrinkled his nose. "I feel so old."

Emily slugged him in the shoulder. "Hey, I am older than you."

"Yeah, you're really old then." He said as Emily gave him another shove.