Defying Science

Falling Asleep at the Hotel

We arrive shortly to my room in the hotel. While walking up to the room, we received some very strange looks from people. Henry just laughed them off and I, well, I just looked away. I'm used to getting those looks with Henry, they have been the same for almost two hundred years. I have to admit that they are so funny at times.

As we arrive at the door I pull out the key for it. I unlock the door and let myself and Henry in. "Fourteenth floor, how lovely." Henry looks over and sees my dog. "A dog? Never would I have expected a dog from you, Elizabeth."

I laugh, and kneel down, "Really? I adopted him from the shelter in Burford. He's so loveable." My dog, Dewey, affectionately nicknamed DewDew, runs to me and almost knocks me down. Henry smiles and kneels beside me. Dewey sniffs his hand and then looks at me, I nod.

Dewey sticks out his paw and let's Henry shake it. "This dog is very well behaved. You must have got him long before you moved back." Henry says, standing up and pulling me up with him.

I take off my coat before replying, "I did, actually. He was four months old when I got him. Now, he's almost a year old. He has saved me a few times from muggers and burglars too." I walk over to the bed. Henry smiles and takes off his coat. He climbs in the bed and looks at me. I smile and look down at my hands, "Henry, have you ever thought about the old us?" I ask, looking back up to him.

Henry furrows his eyebrows and replies, "I've given it some thought, yes. But, not here lately. Why?"

I shrug, "I was talking with Abe about when he and I went out. And I was thinking about you and I. How I missed seeing you everyday." I shake my head and turn away from Henry.

"Abigail often asked me about how you and I met. I never told her how you and I were like back then." I feel the bed get, well, lighter. Then I see Henry in front of me. He squats down and looks at me, "But that doesn't mean what I felt for you wasn't real. Other than Abigail and Nora, you were someone that stuck with me very much." Henry stands up and wraps me in a hug, then sits beside me.

I shake my head, over on his bed I see Dewey's head come up and look at us. "That's not what I'm saying, Henry. I'm saying that I've missed you and it's been eating at me."

Henry takes my hands in his and says, "Tell me about that guy from Paris, right?"

I giggle and shake my head, "That's where I went. But he was from London. He was a lot like you, actually. But, he was less serious, not that it's a bad thing." I say as Henry frowns. I have really missed just talking to him like this. More so than I originally thought.

A knock comes from the door. Dewey runs at it barking. Henry looks at me and I look at him. "I'll get it." Henry says getting up and walking to the door. He opens it as I walk up behind him getting control of Dewey. "Hello?" Henry says, looking at the man.

"Room service." The man says as I take Dewey back to his pet bed that came with the room. Henry looks at me and I shrug, he let's the guy, who looks like a regular room service guy, in. He puts the cart near Dewey.

"Thank you." I say, when the guy leaves. Henry walks over to me and looks at the cart, with three plates and a bottle of wine. "Yeah, like they'd really let an eighteen year old drink wine."

Henry looks at me then opens the plates up, "Adam." Henry says, closing them back up.

"Adam?" I ask, getting back into bed.

Henry nods and gets on the other side of the bed, "He's an immortal, too. He's been more or less stalking me. He had me kill a guy because I believed that it was him. I was so stupid." I nod. "Let's watch some TV before we leave, yeah?" He asks grabbing the remote and turning on a cheesy movie. I lay my head on his shoulder as we watch the movie. About halfway through I close my eyes.

A/N: Dewey is the name of my own dog. He looks like that but a little smaller as he is only 8 months old. I'm afraid that he will get that big. But I love him.