Only Time Will Tell

Chapter 6-Return of the Hexes

_Jo's POV_
"It sounds like he just said.." I started to say. "Adam.." Henry whispered; completing my sentence. "Att.. Why can't you go back to bed?" I repeated. "Adam," Att mumbled; nuzzling closer to Henry. "What did Adam do?" he asked. "Make Dadda sick," he cried. Part of me loosened up. -At least he's referring to a dream. Still.. This is all too creepy to be hearing out of my two year old.
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The next day, I woke up and found another note on my nightstand. "Uh.. Jo," Abe called. "Yeah?" I asked. "We have a situation," he spoke. I fastened the sash of my robe, and gingerly made my way to the living room. Scattered around the room were four different Henry's. I rubbed my eyes, and Abe walked over to me. "You seeing what I'm seeing?" he whispered. "Mhm," I mumbled. One of them peered over at me, and tripped over a chair leg; tumbling to the ground. I laughed and helped him up. He stared at me wide-eyed; unable to form coherent sentences. I recognized the look. -It's the same look he gave me when we gassed ourselves, and when we babysitted for the princess of Urkesh. This was love-struck Henry. "Hi," I blushed; fiddling with my hair. He was looking at me like I was the most precious thing he'd ever seen. I didn't mind the extra attention. "Hello, Detective," another grinned; walking up next to me. Smart ass Henry. I walked past him as he teased me, and tapped another Henry on the shoulder. He caught one glimpse of me, and pressed his lips against mine; running his hands through my hair. He slammed me against the wall and started to take his shirt off. "Passionate Henry," I muttered; trying to escape his grasp. I ended up dragging him along with me as he kissed my neck. Abe watched tentatively from the sideline. Then, in the corner was blunt, straightforward, workaholic Henry; who wasn't paying much attention to me as I walked by. "How long has there been..?" I began; turning towards Abe. "Four Dads? -They were out here when I woke up this morning," he replied. "There's one downstairs too," he grumbled; leading me to him. Down there sipping his tea, was grumpy, old man Henry. He was listening to opera, and standing dramatically in the shop window. I peered back upstairs at the other Henrys. Then at this one. Upstairs, Love-struck Henry watched my from a far, and Smart ass Henry picked on Blunt Henry. Passionate Henry still wouldn't let go of me. "This is a cluster f*ck," I sighed wearily. "F*ck?" Passionate Henry asked; unzipping his slacks. "No tonto(dumbass)," I responded out of frustration. "Any ideas? For how to break the hex?" I questioned; heading back upstairs with Abe. "No idea. Ask Boring Dad?" he suggested; pointing to workaholic Henry. "Worth a shot," I sighed. "Hey, Henry," I spoke; tapping his shoulder. "Yes?" he asked; thoroughly cleaning a skull with a test tube scrubber. "Are you aware that there are 4 other Henrys running around? The others almost seem oblivious to it," I stated. "I'm well aware.. It's my assumption that it's part of the hex," he responded; returning to his work. "Wait.. You know you're hexed?" I questioned. "Yes.. I don't quite know how to break it," he admitted. I groaned, and took a seat next to him; dragging passionate Henry down with me. Workaholic Henry chuckled, and peered back down at his skull. "What?" I asked. "Nothing.. I merely find Passionate Henry rather amusing," he answered; crossing his legs. "What do you think I have to do? Kill them?" I suggested; scooting closer. "No. They may resurface in the East river. 5 clothed Henrys is a problem. 5 nude Henrys could be a catastrophe," he grinned. "Which Henry are you?.. I'm seeing different Henrys in you," I squinted. "I believe I'm logical Henry," he said. "Help me figure this out then 'Logical Henry.' Because it's obvious passionate Henry isn't going to be of any help to me," I muttered. "Alright.." he began. "What did the note say?" he continued. "I'll go get it," I announced; walking back to the bedroom. He followed me back, alongside Passionate Henry. I sat on the edge of the bed, and swiped the note off my nightstand. "It says 5 times the charm. That's it," I grumbled. Passionate Henry then caught me off guard; sitting in my lap. I was forced to lay back on the bed. "You are such a pain, Whore Henry," I mumbled; giving in and letting him take what he wanted. Logical Henry grinned and sat beside us on the bed; continuing to talk to me as I was worked over by Passionate Henry. "Perhaps if we can get one of the Henrys to act outside the realm of their personality trait.. Such as get Sarcastic Henry to act with passion," Logical Henry suggested. "That could work," I said; my eyes lighting up. "Bring me Grumpy Henry," I spoke.
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