Serenity

Chapter 90: New York's Finest

Jo's POV
The next morning...

This car ride is forever long.

I never thought I would be back here, not like this at least. I guess I thought the next time I would be in New York I would be in a casket. I just hope the 20 hours it took to get here was worth it.

  We get to the hotel on the Upper West Side and I help unload the bags. This isn't just any hotel, it's the Hotel Capri. I put my backpack on and look at Hero. "You're not coming up are you? We can get you your own room," he says and I shake my head.

  "I technically own the place so I have a room, I just can't step in there," I say and he looks at me confused. I guess he doesn't remember even though it's how we first met. "I'll see you around," I say before I take off walking.

  The walk through Central Park is peaceful. From the few times I got to be out here I remember the birds and the people. As I walk the path I'm scared of what I'll encounter. People know who I am now that I'm not hiding under anyones shadow, and there's people hiding everywhere.

  We're in my dads territory though, so no one should really fuck with me. I make it to the Upper East Side rather quickly and stand in front of my father's building, looking up at it as if I haven't seen it before.

  "You really shouldn't just stand in the middle of the sidewalk, it's bad etiquette," I hear a piercing voice say and I turn around to see Dean.

"You're one to talk about etiquette," I say sigh a bit. I didn't think he would make himself this known so quickly. "What's stopping me from killing you right here, right now?"

"Too many people," he says and I laugh a bit, nodding. A tear rolls down my face as memories of this building and memories of him flood through.

"If you wanna kill me just take me inside and do it," I say and wipe my tear from my face.

  He gets close to me, smiling in the creepy way that he does, and then speaks words I didn't think were possible for him to say. "Now why would I do that?"

  "You tell me," I quip back and he just laughs at me a bit. Something I should've expected.

  "You know, I never thought I'd see you back in New York. Especially after what you've been up to the past couple of years," he says and I just smile.

  "I have business here, what's it to you?" I say and he nods toward the building.

  "I'm guessing him being missing has something to do with you," he says and I laugh a bit.

  "Doesn't it always?" I mess with my hair a bit and check the time on my watch. "I gotta go, but don't worry about him, I'm sure things are running just fine. There's security measures in place for things like this for a reason," I say with a smile before walking off.

My smile immediately comes off my face once I'm facing away from Dean and I feel physically sick. I can't believe I was almost forced to marry him. Tears roll down my face as I think of him on top of me and I have to run into an alleyway to throw up.

  I lean my head on the cold brick in front of me and the cold feels good on my hot forehead. I wipe my mouth a bit and sigh. I'm wearing to many layers. I go back onto the sidewalk and I take my backpack off and then my coat before putting the backpack back on.

  I continue my walk and finally make my way to my destination. Two blocks down my father is being held, which is the point. They won't look so close. I scan the ship in my hand before opening the door and walking in. I hang my jacket up and walk further into the building.