A/N: This is not a prompt, but a tag to "French Revolution."
Tag French Revolution
Elizabeth shuddered. Hearing Ron Janeway list the ways that Julius Burton planned to not only dictate foreign policy but also scare her children and vandalize her office and invade their privacy was chilling. Henry held her close, but hearing the plans from someone made her hurt and paranoid.
"We should talk to Conrad. He has to know, babe," Henry was saying.
She nodded, but she did not want to be the one to tell Russell about this. Still, she knew Henry was right and called Russell.
In the Oval Office, Russell and Conrad were dumbfounded as she laid out the evidence, and they listened to Janeway's confession. Elizabeth and Henry stood side by side waiting for their decision.
"We are NOT letting this son of a bitch get away with this, Bess."
Elizabeth, Henry and Conrad looked at Russell with open mouthed shock.
Henry recovered first, grinning. "Then let's make him pay."
They dressed in near silence. Since returning home to what should have been their safe space and what had been mercilessly invaded for something as senseless as politics, the longer they stayed there, the angrier and more paranoid they got.
Walking alone the White House halls, Elizabeth took Henry's hand and tried to get a handle on her anger.
They found Burton outside Dalton's office and gave him just enough rope to hang himself.
Henry found himself squeezing Elizabeth's hand so hard that it had to have hurt, but she was squeezing back just as hard.
They were both using each other as a grounding technique so they wouldn't let anything show on their faces.
"Mrs. McCord…"
Henry took a half step forward, and Elizabeth squeezed a warning.
The Attorney General led Burton away. The op was done, their mark arrested, but Henry still held Elizabeth's hand.
"Let's go home."