Jo woke up to the harshest hangover she'd ever experienced, which she never thought could be possible after her drinking rampage she went on the night after finding out Sean had died.
She squints her eyes open, only to shut them quickly afterward. When she finally sums up the courage to open them again, she sees a glass, with some sort of unknown green substance inside of, being held out to her by Abe.
"Good morning detective." Henry greets with a cheery tone to his voice. Dispute the conversation he had last night with Abraham, Henry woke up feign almost like a new man.
There's nothing better than a chronic hangover to remind mortal and immortal alike, that they are indeed alive, and what they feel is very much real.
"God, do you always wake up like this after a hangover?" Jo moans, rubbing her temples.
"Drink the drink Abe has for you. It's not the most pleasant, but it'll do the tick." Skeptically, Jo trusts Henry's word and takes the drink from Abe.
With one small sniff, she scrunched her nose and went to hand it back. Henry gives an amused smirk and pushes her hand back toward herself with the drink still in her hand.
"What's in it?" She asks.
"You don't want to know." Henry concludes.
Jo takes another skeptical glance at Abe and Henry before taking a sip.
"That's gross." Henry chuckles slightly an her childlike response.
"But you're awake aren't you." Jo nods her head.
Henry can't help but watch her movements, as she runs a hand through her hair, she obviously thinks she has bed hair. If this is her bed hair then Henry cannot find one thing wrong with Jo. Even her bed hair is gorgeous on her.
Henry quickly snaps out of his staring and lends her a hand, helping her stand up.
"Could I use your shower?" Jo asks uncertain. Se doesn't want to step boundaries but she really needs a shower and there's no time to get to her apartment before going to work.
Before Henry could answer, Abe does for him.
"The main one is currently out of order, why don't you go into Henry's room and use his shower." Jo nods and walks to the corridor in which Abe had pointed to.
"Why did you tell her it was out of order?" Henry asks Abe, confused and weary at what his son may be planning.
"Have you seen the main bathroom? It's a mess." Henry rolls his eyes.
The only reason why it's a mess is because Abe is the only one who uses it, and he doesn't always clean up after himself or put things back where they belong.
When Jo walked into Henry's room, it was nothing like she had imagined it to be. It was simple and quite ordinary apart from a sciencey magazine on his bedside table.
She walked passed his room and into the connected bathroom. Everything was so neat, all his things in place neatly. She definitely expected this sort of cleanliness from him.
Henry waits patiently on the couch for Jo. When he sees her walk out of his room, a towel in her hand as she attempts to dry her hair, Henry can't help but stare, he's so captivated he forgets how to breath and starts to cough.
"Are you okay Henry?" Henry blushes at Jo's worried questioning.
"I'm fine." He assured her.
She takes hold of her bag which is on the table and puts on her heels. When she looks up again, Henry is standing by her side, ready to head down to the precinct, to finish this case.
Something is nagging at Henry, telling him that today will be a very long day.
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Not What Kills You
Fanfiction"What kills you is not what stops your heart from beating, but what prevents you from living" The comforting words of Henry Morgan toward his partner Jo Martinez as she tries to drown her sorrows in a few glasses of whiskey, this is where the battle...
