Thank you for your reviews! Hope you'll enjoy this chapter! And my evil side once again!

Author's note: References to The Wolf of deep Brooklyn & The last death of Henry Morgan

After Jo and Henry's escape, Hanson, Lucas and the whole NYPD needed to keep searching for whoever was framing Henry. And for a few days after they were gone, Hanson has been trying all over again to avoid Reece every time she was popping in the bullpen to look for Jo because obviously, she noticed her best element wasn't showing any signs of coming back to work. So, he knew, he needed to cover them as much as he could while working side by side with both Lucas and Abe, behind Reece's back.

When Reece was pacing all along the bullpen, Hanson was purposely walking the other way around and could have made it last nearly a week if Reece didn't block him one morning.

- Okay, detective! Now time's up! Tell me what's going on! Where is Jo?

Before he could even answer Agent Muller, walked right behind him and pushed him aside and Reece knew they were in troubles

- You know what lieutenant, I don't know what game you're playing with Dr. Morgan but we'll find out how he managed to escape, doing his little trick of fire alarm and deleting all the surveillance videos. But he surely couldn't have done all of this alone…

Reece didn't know about this yet, it took a few days for the prison to warn the FBI about Henry's escape because they had a lot of things to take care of, especially with the whole mess Lucas and Jo created in the building. She stared at Hanson who tried to avoid eye contact at any price because he knew he was in deep crap and this was probably not strong enough to describe what he could get once the agent would be gone.

- We know what you think about him and that you will try anything to keep your reputation intact. But don't you worry, once we find out you'll help him escape your whole precinct is going down with you.

Reece really didn't like the way Muller was threatening them, she took a step forward and even Hanson was glad not to be the man today

- Agent Muller, not because you're an FBI agent means you have the right to step in here and threaten my detectives and me. And you know what? I'm glad Henry escaped because he hasn't done anything and whether you like it or not we will prove it to you and so I will stop seeing you dragging your ass right here and pretend you're better than anyone else just because you're a stupid piece of shit.

Hanson pursed his lips in a fine line, trying not to laugh at Muller's face. This deserved a picture

- You watch your words lieutenant, I won't tolerate anyone going off the rails. I don't care if we both work for the law.

Reece wasn't blinking and the whole precinct was now looking at them

- Exactly! I don't care either so leave my detectives alone, leave my M.E alone and mind your own business while we do ours. I'm not afraid of you and if I'm going down, I will but only with the truth out and all by myself. Now, get the hell out of my precinct!

She motioned toward the exit and still wasn't blinking. Johanna Reece had a pride like no one else. She was a strong and independent woman and wasn't going to let anyone walk all over her.

Muller was unable to add anything, he glared at her and everyone else in the precinct and abruptly walked toward the elevator

- I'll come back, you're not done hearing about me! Enjoy while you still can

Reece rolled her eyes and turned toward Hanson who knew he was probably very much fired now.

- You'd better have a better explanation now! – she spat but surprisingly with a much lower voice than the one she used with Muller.

They moved into her office and closed the door. She leaned against her desk.

- Listen, lieutenant, I didn't mean to keep any secret from you but Jo…She asked me to do so and as much as I didn't approve, I just didn't want her to get in troubles. I mean much more than she already is.

Reece remained silent and looked at her detective. She wasn't stupid, she was the lieutenant and she knew everything which was going on in her precinct.

She took a deep breath and slowly whispered

- She ran away with him, didn't she?

Hanson opened his mouth but didn't know what else to do say so he quickly closed it. He knew she had as much power of deduction as Jo or even Henry but she kept surprising him.

- You didn't think I haven't noticed anything, right?

Hanson shrugged

- Jo never takes a day off even when she's sick. I've been watching her ever since they put Henry behind bars, and I knew she had something in that mind of hers. She would never ever let anything happen to Henry.

Hanson couldn't agree more. His partner was just completely crazy but the things we were capable of doing for love were still a mystery.

- I'm not mad at you before you ask. Because I can see it in your eyes that you're wondering how you're going to deal if you're fire but I won't do anything of the sort.

Hanson let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

- Thank you! I really didn't want to keep it but it's Jo, you know she can be so freaking stubborn.

Reece smirked

- She is! But aren't we all when it comes to love?

Hanson remained still. Reece tapped her fingers on the edge of her desk and asked

- She planned everything for weeks, right?

- It appears so – Hanson groaned – I didn't know about it until she sent me a text from an untraceable phone. I swear, that woman!

Reece scoffed

- Jo would do anything for Henry. That's how devoted she is. I noticed how much she changed the past year and in a good way. All of that, thanks to Henry for bringing her the comfort she needed. The inevitable happened but this was obviously mean to. I'm sure she'd rather lose her job than spending a whole lifetime without him.

Hanson stared at his boss

- What should we do now?

- Nothing! I mean, we need to keep Muller as far as we can, so he doesn't find out that Jo is the one who helped Henry escape. I will try to cover this as much as I can, don't worry, no one should come at us and if they do, I'm the one who will take the blame.

Hanson opened his mouth but Reece raised one hand to stop him

- I know what you think but I'm the lieutenant so if something goes south, I'm going down first and my priority is the safety of my detectives. In our current case, we know Henry's innocent so they can blame him as much as they want but they don't have the right to fire anyone except me so let them be.

Hanson was hoping they wouldn't get there. No one could handle the 11th like Reece was.

- Wherever Jo and Henry are, they're both going to work on that case and we need to keep going as well to get them back. Because I must be honest, I lost two good elements to help us solve it.

Hanson knew she was right. Neither he nor Lucas was as good as Jo and Henry were as a team. He sighed. Reece walked toward him and patted his shoulder.

- But don't worry! You're as good! I'm convinced you'll produce good work and you want them back as much as I do so now we have a lot to take care of before someone finds them, wherever they are and before all of that goes back at us.

Hanson wasn't going to tell Jo didn't help Henry escape all by herself but he didn't want to get Lucas in troubles. Reece was aware that as smart as Jo was, she wouldn't have done that escape all by herself, the prison was too much under surveillance for her to risk anything by going out there alone. As Hanson didn't know about it, she assumed she asked Lucas to work along with her because Abe was a bit too old to run that fast.

She would keep it to herself. She was never going to say a word about it but she was proud of that team's work. That meant they were really bonded, like a family and this warmed her heart much more than anything else.

She shook her head and motioned the door

- We got this! Keep working on everything you can find, I'll do my own digging on my side. We will have to get them, they obviously made a mistake somewhere, just needs a bit of time to get it.

Hanson nodded and exited the office. Reece watched him leave and watched the whole precinct that never worked harder ever since Henry has been put in jail. She smiled, that's the spirit she loved.

She walked back to her desk and started making calls along with doing some research. No one would have a proper sleep until Henry's name was clear of any charges.

After a few days at the cabin, Jo and Henry were living a peaceful "escape". As planned, Jo has done some groceries while Henry stayed at the cabin and has spent about an hour over the phone with Abe who joked asking him if he thought about bringing some condoms because who knew what could happen if they were sharing the same bed. After scolding him and barking that they didn't have time to think about that and like that is something he could have taken during his runaway from the prison, he hung up and started pacing to remove the obvious blush on his cheeks and that's when Jo decided to come back. She asked him if everything was all right and he just nodded saying that Abe needed to take his medicine sometimes, which made her laugh.

They got used to living with each other and to share the same bed without any ulterior motive, for now. They knew there was a huge sexual tension between them but right now they had other things to keep their mind off the gutter. Though they were getting closer and closer to each passing day.

They were spending their time on looking over the internet and in older cases that Jo was accessing via the NYPD website and her account, to see if anyone had something against Henry but so far, no one seemed suspicious to him or not that he knew or even encountered long enough for them to seek revenge.

After two weeks, they still had nothing and they were starting to grow frustrated. She was calling Lucas from time to time to have an update but they were as lost as them and God knew they were working hard on that one, plus they had the FBI on their back, which wasn't helping any.

One evening, Jo was lying on her stomach, in the carpet in front of the fireplace, writing down all the potential names Henry was listing to her by looking on her laptop, including the ones they already looked for.

He was sitting next to her, with his back against the couch, the laptop on his lap. He surprised himself by acting so "modern". Jo sighed

- I wrote down like 50 names and half of them have already been crossed. I feel like we're not going anywhere and neither is the 11th.

Henry closed his eyes. This one was really tough even for him. He couldn't believe how hard it was to find the good suspect since everything was suggesting he was the one who committed the murders. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

- I understand your frustration. I am too. I can't believe we haven't found anyone yet. Whoever is mad at me is doing a very good job. I don't know what I have done to him or her but my goodness, they're giving me a hard time.

Jo could hear the irritation in his voice. She felt sorry because she helped him escape, she hid him and still, she felt like she wasn't doing anything for him. They checked, crossed, tripled checked and triple crossed and no one was appearing to be smart enough to use all of his tools, with such accuracy.

- I'm sorry Henry! I wish I could do much more.

Henry opened his eyes and stared at her. He frowned

- Are you joking? Jo, you've done a lot for me. It's even more than I deserve. Don't beat yourself up. I'm grateful for everything you've done for me and you cannot blame yourself for what's happening.

This wasn't making her feel any better but she accepted it. She looked down at the names she wrote and sat back next to him with the notepad on her lap.

She teased

- Do you think Dr. Washington could be the one framing you?

They looked at each other and burst into laughing

- No! – they both said in unison

The picture of the old Dr. Washington saying that Lucas was like a child and was taking absolutely no joke plus was doing a very bad job at working on corpses, came to their mind and made the laughter grew worse, both of them unable to keep talking, one hand on their stomach.

Henry stood up, put his hands on his hips and took a deeper darker older voice similar to Dr. Washington, along with the posture that went along with it

- Well, detective, it seems like you would have a choice. My analysis which would wrap up the case by the end of the day or Dr. Morgan's tools, suppositions and suggestions, which would lead to paperwork and insanity.

Jo had now tears in her eyes because of the laughter she couldn't stop. So much for working on a case that was initially supposed to be serious. But they needed a break, they haven't stopped ever since they were staying here.

She stood up as well, invading his personal space, still giggling

- Are you feeling okay Henry?

He took another step forward, there was absolutely no space left between them, he licked his lips and replied

- I'm fine! Thank you!

She looked at the ceiling like she was thinking about something

- I choose insanity!

And they burst once again into laughter. Everything seemed to fade for just a few minutes, to relax, to enjoy each other presence and laughter they both didn't have in a very long time. They knew they still had a long way to go before closing that case and they were still as clueless as when everything started to go down but they needed this to feel better, to clean up their brain which was about to explode.

- I guess – Jo tried to say in between two hiccups – that I shouldn't be surprised that you remember all of this perfectly.

He didn't even reply and she barely had any time to react that she received a pillow right in her face. Her jaw dropped open.

- Oh, Dr. Morgan, you didn't

He shrugged

- I don't know what you're talking about Detective.

- You'll see who's going to be insane very soon.

She started chasing him down all along the living room if they weren't far away in the woods, everybody walking by, would have thought a couple was having the perfect family time with all the laughter and screams that could be heard in the cabin.

She finally caught up with him but his balance made both of them stumbled on the couch and he fell on top of her and the laughter started again

- And you'll have to explain how someone who cuts dead bodies open can be so… - she looked up and down and realized the position they were in. Her face flustered and she babbled – hum… Strong.

Henry's laughter faded on his throat as he realized where he was and Jo's eyes on him. He gulped. This would go anywhere he actually planned when they started their research earlier today.

Without even moving, Jo asked

- How… How do you remember so many things and how are you taking care of yourself like that?

He looked at her straight in the eyes. The car scene coming back to his mind and all the lies he told her to cover himself. How many times has he tried to tell her the truth and miserably failed? Yet, they were here, alone, with no one to interrupt, he could totally be honest with her but he couldn't get anything out of his mouth. That's why he knew he didn't deserve her, how could he even have someone like her by his side if he didn't work up the nerve to tell her as much the truth about his condition as what he really felt for her.

He stood back but remained in a sitting position. Jo imitated him and moved one arm behind the couch and he did the same so they were touching once again but they didn't mind.

Henry looked down and he didn't exactly know if he should or not. Jo always knew he had something to share with her especially since that picture she found at the station, but they were always interrupted. She moved her free hand to his knee.

- You know… Henry. It's fine! We have… I mean you have, a lot on your plate. You don't have to be honest with me about anything, not right now.

He opened his mouth but she kept talking, he was now distracted by her hand on his knee

- I was just messing with you. I know you're feeling guilty about whatever it is you're hiding from me but we do all have secrets, don't we? I can wait, there's no rush. We'll talk when we can.

His hand found hers and their fingers entwined. They slowly raised their eyes and an unknown force pushed them toward the other, Henry whispered.

- Jo I..; I don't...

Jo started to close her eyes

- Shttt, Henry just, please

Their lips almost touched when they smelled something

- Jo?

- What again? – she back up, frustrated

- Don't you smell smoke?

They turned their head toward the kitchen and jumped off the couch as a slight smoke could be seen.

- Oh my God! We were so caught in our work that we forgot we put a plate in the oven to eat tonight – Jo didn't know whether to laugh again or to cry.

Luckily for them, nothing has set on fire, but the plate was completely burned so they obviously couldn't eat it.

They looked at each other and laughed

- Well, you and I should learn to be less distracted – Henry stated

Jo nodded and took the plate from Henry's hands and threw it in the garbage. She looked at her phone.

- I know you don't like them but how about I order a pizza? We don't have time to cook again and we still have a lot of work to do.

Henry knew this wasn't the time to be picky. He hated greasy food but they hardly had any choice.

- Alright! Let's order a pizza! But wait, before you do, maybe we should avoid someone to get here, just in case.

Jo agreed

- Don't worry, I wasn't planning to get anyone here. I'm just going to order it and pick it up downtown and you stay here.

They stared at each other, still feeling that tension between them. Henry licked his lips.

- I'll keep working, see if something comes up.

- Okay!

She took her coat and before she reached the door, Henry called her

- Jo, be careful out there! I know so far, we have been lucky but you always need to stay on your guards.

She smiled

- I will and I'm still armed.

Henry smiled back and watched her leave. He was still insecure about what or whom she could face when she was going downtown, no matter how small and quiet it was.

He sighed and took the notepad and the laptop and brought them on the island to try and keep on the research, the frustration was growing each day but they still had that hope they would find the one mistake that usurper did.