From the top! TedXHidgens

Part 35

Henry walked over to the door. Ted picked up plates and went to go wash them. What a sweetheart.
Henry opened the door to a nervous looking paul and Emma. Oh shit. Henry has almost forgotten. They're on their way.
"Come in." Henry gestured them into the room. Paul and Emma walked in. Emma grabbed the TV remote and turned on the tv. And flipped it to the news.
"Our news chopper has spotted a boat coming from the Hatchetfield island. We can't spot any passengers on the ship." The female newscaster was very serious.
Theodore dropped one of the plates he was cleaning. It shattered. Ted rushed over to Henry.
"The story we heard from those brave hatchetfeilders  does add a chilling light to this news." The male newscaster has fear behind his eyes.
Henry wrapped his arm around Ted's for comfort. They'll be here within the day. Oh god.
"Don't worry Clivesdale all docks in the area are prohibited from letting that boat in."
"More after these messages!" The program went to commercial break. Emma turned the tv off.
"Fuck." Theodore sounded scared. Henry hated it when Ted was scared. Henry held his arm tighter.
"Well at least they can't dock." Paul did not sound hopeful. He just sounded scared. Like everyone else.
"They can still drive into the beach. It's not like they care about safety." Henry's hope dissipated. They're really fucked aren't they.
Theodore's arm was very tense. Oh Ted no. Henry started to rub Ted's arm. Henry can't live without him. That's so dramatic.
"What do we do?" Emma's voice was incredibly shaky. Well they can only really get ready to fight.
Henry let go of Ted's arm and walked into his bedroom. He opened the truck at the end of his bed and took out the shotgun.
"Woah." Theodore was standing in to doorway staring at the gun. Ted should be armed too. He need to be able to protect himself. Henry picked out a hand gun for him.
"Here take this." Henry tossed it over to Ted. He caught it clumsily. Ted looked at the gun nervously.
"Do you know how to shoot a gun?" Henry highly doubted that he did. Oh Ted you sweet sweet boy.
"N-no" Ted stuttered. Ok well Henry will also have to teach paul and Emma how to shoot. Henry picked up two more handguns.
Henry stood up grabbing his shotgun and walking through the door past Ted. He handed a gun to paul and Emma.
"What the fuck!" Emma looked at the gun. "I can't use this!" Jesus Christ.
"Would you rather be armed or not?" Henry didn't have time for this.
"Here Emma I can teach you." Great! Maybe paul isn't completely fucking useless.
"Teach Ted as well." Henry walked back into his room. He's going to need to get some supplies. Henry grabbed the gas mask, hunting knife, rope, extra ammo, extra firearms, and the first aid kit and threw them all into a bag. Just because he isn't actively theorizing about the end of the world anymore doesn't mean he's not fucking prepared.
Henry walked back into the living room and turned the tv back on. Paul was teaching Emma and Ted how to shoot. The news had an aerial shot of the boat. Now if the ship is headed in our direction they would most likely just go straight for a beach. But which fucking beach?
If only this damn helicopter got another angle, Henry would be able to tell where it was headed. They would go for the shortest journey. Whichever beach is closest to the island.
Henry ran back into his room and grabbed the map he had of the clivesdale coast. You can never be too prepared.
They still had the same angle on the boat which revealed nothing about its location. They've already established that the boat is on its way! Show where they are going!
"God damnit you're useless!" Henry yelled at the tv. Everyone else in the room stared at him. Henry didn't mean to explode like that. The stress must be getting to him.
"Henry?" Theodore took a step closer. He cares to much.
"How the fuck am I supposed to know where they are!" Henry stared at the map. The closest hatchetfield dock is some 45 miles off the coast of clivesdale. They would be heading straight to the nearest beach. So that would be...
"There." Henry pointed to the map. That's a 30 minute train ride. If Henry knew where the fucking boat was he'd could figure out how much time he has to get supplies. SON OF A BITCH.
Ted was looking over Henry's shoulder at the map. Emma and paul were standing to the side watching.
"That's far." Theodore back at it again stating the obvious. They need to get going immediately. FUCK, if only they had more time.
Henry turned around and Theodore was there staring him in he eyes. Theodore looked so scared. Henry can't lose him. He can't lose Theodore.
Henry felt a tear trail down his face. Shit.
"Henry." The tone of Ted's voice hurt. It hurt so much. The man he loved was so worried.
"I'm ok, Theodore." Henry's voice was gravelly. He sounded pathetic, Utterly pathetic.
"No you're not." Ted's voice steadied. His eyes softened. Henry felt more tears fall down his face. He can't lose Theodore too. Ted redirected his attention to paul and Emma. "You two, go here" Ted showed them the map pointing at the location. "6 stops on the A train, 3 on the L"
Paul and Emma nodded, heading out of the apartment, guns in hand. They don't have enough supplies. They're ill prepared.
Henry wanted to stop them and give them supplies but he just couldn't form the words.
Theodore hugged Henry so tightly, he thought his circulation would be cut off.
"I won't let them hurt you Henry." Ted pulled away to look Henry in the eye.
"That's not what I'm scared of." Henry picked up his hand and caressed Ted's cheek. "I don't know what I'd do if you got hurt."
"We'll be ok." Ted kissed Henry's nose. Henry was still crying. He wished he wasn't. Ted wiped off some of Henry's tears. "You're the love of my life." Ted kissed Henry.
"I can't lose you, Ted." Henry couldn't fucking stop crying. He's just totally pathetic.
"Aww what happened to Theodore?" Ted smiled, which only made Henry want to cry more. His smile.
"je t'aime Theodore."
"If only I knew what that meant." Theodore chuckled a little. Henry couldn't help but laugh. The tears stopped.
"We need to get going." Henry wanted to stay here in his apartment, in Theodore's arms. But he can't.
Ted nodded. Henry grabbed his gun and his bag.
They headed out hand in hand.
Oh god.