Only Time Will Tell

Chapter 81

_Younger Henry's POV_
We got up early the following morning on dark green couch. I was astonished to see that both Jo and Older Henry were fully dressed,(Henry completely clean shaven), and stirring about the kitchen. "Good morning," Older Henry spoke; fetching his three year old a bowel of cereal. "Four children. My word," I thought. "They're like rabbits," Abraham chuckled; taking a seat next to us. "Alright. I called in sick," Jo announced; walking out of the nursery with their twins, and her hand held telephone cradled between her jaw and shoulder. "Excellent. Let me take Junior from you," Older Henry replied; helping her out. "No, no! Brayleigh! We don't put things on the floor in our mouth," He groaned; running after one of his daughters. "I watch em during the day. They get the mornings," Abe grinned; opening up his newspaper. Abigail and I merely smiled at him; eyeing him up and down. He arched an eyebrow. "Sorry.. You just look so.." Abigail began. "Old? I get that a lot," he chuckled; crossing his legs. Abigail sat up, and cracked her neck; rubbing her achy areas. "You guys getting any closer to figuring this stuff out?" He asked; tilting his head in Henry and Jo's direction. "We're still beyond stumped is to how and why all of this is occurring.. Adam claims to know how we got here.. and he must know how to bend space and time for those who are affected by the curse.. But he doesn't know how to leave this life. It makes no sense.." he trailed off; rather frustrated. "Wait.. Then why am I here? I'm not affected by the curse," Abigail said. "He..He can bring dead people into it.. You're deceased in my time.. That's probably why," he answered. She nodded her head, and got up; offering to help them with the children. I got up as well, and held my future son. His gaze shifted between my and older Henry's face, and we laughed at the confused look about him. We'd gotten all mixed up in the process, and Jo stared over at me as I lovingly handled the boy; placing him in his crib, and taking a seat on the couch. Basically purring; she lowered herself down on top of me, and grabbed my crotch hard. "Wanna ask the time travelers to watch? It gets me off," she whispered; kissing my neck hungrily. "Ohhhh," I moaned; trying to tear myself away from her. The way she moves is driving me mad. She stuck her hand down my pants and massaged my arousal gently. "Tell me you want me," she demanded; bucking on top of me. "Wrong Henry.. Please get off of me," I eked out. Her eyes widened, and she climbed off. "I'm so sorry," she blushed. The other Henry as well as Abigail were staring at us. I cleared my throat, and sat up. "Perhaps I shouldn't have shaved my beard," Older Henry chuckled. Abraham had long since left the room. Thank lord. "Let's just..Figure this out, and her back to our time," Abigail butted in. "I couldn't agree more," Older Henry said.
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_Recent Henry's POV_
"Hello," Adam grinned.