A/N: HEY GUYS, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS UPDATE AND WOW IT HAS BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME COMING WITH THIS STORY. I GOT REALLY STUCK WITH HOW TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER AND WHERE I WANTED THE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS TO GO AND HOW I WAS GOING TO LINK THEM INTO THE INTIAL PLAN FOR THIS STORY. BUT THANK YOU FOR BEARING WITH ME. PLEASE REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.

I looked through the album, at the photos, there were pictures of Abe as he grew, some by himself, others with Abigail and Henry with him. I paused on one however that was just of Henry and Abe and smiled at the pride on both of their faces. They looked so happy and incredibly excited about what was about to happen. Abe who was standing beside me looked down at the photo and smiled

"That was one of my favourite memories" he said and I smiled, Henry who had got up curious about which photo I had paused on smiled sadly before he said

"That was our wedding day. Abe was my best man and Abigail had her sister there as her bridesmaid but after that day I think we saw her once as a family" he said and I could hear the regret in his voice.

"What happened?" I asked curiously

"It was a beautiful day, Abe was about five and a half at the time. We were running around our home, both of us getting ready. He was too small to get himself into the suit properly so I had to help him and the whole time he was talking about how excited he was to be able to witness our wedding day. Once we were ready we headed to the little chapel were we waited for Abigail and her sister. There were only a small amount of guests, mainly friends that we both had but it was still a joyous day. Abigail wore a beautiful gown, she looked beautiful and then we were wed. Running down the aisle with Abraham at our sides going on a little family holiday" Henry said and I smiled, it all sounded so lovely. I looked up at Henry and saw the pained look on his face, before looking at Abe and noticing the bitter sweet look that he wore.

"Henry you told me that your honeymoon was on the Orient Express when was that?" I asked remembering the case we had months ago when we'd investigated the King of Orkeish.

"It was five years after our wedding. We left Abraham at Abigail's mothers in Oxfordshire before heading on our honeymoon. We caught the train and travelled through Romania. We bordered and headed to our room, we were in our room before we were interrupted by one of the train guards asking for a doctor. We followed him before we were meet with a small boy about the same age as Abraham, he was suffering and in a great deal of pain. We diagnosed him with appendicitis and immediately performed surgery. It was hard because the train was going at quite a speed and we were using the instruments provided, which wasn't very much. We fixed him up and headed back to our room, before we were interrupted again. This time it was the King of Orkeish and had come to thank us for saving his son, and wanted to share dinner with us. We ate in our compartment before we started talking. He told me that he was sending his son away from the fighting and war that was going on back in Russia" he told me and I nodded, it all sounded so nice even though it would've been highly strange

"Is that why you pushed so hard for that case to remain open until we found the truth?" I asked and he nodded

"It was part of it, when I was doing his autopsy I kept on remembering the little boy who had been in a lot of pain and the look of terror on his face" he said and I nodded.

I sat thinking through everything that I had been told as I looked through the rest of the photo album, seeing that as the others aged and changed Henry stayed the same. It must be hard to have that happen. I looked up at Abe but he was no longer by my side, I was confused as to where he had gone and a little disappointed as I wanted to ask him a question.

"Where'd Abe go?" I asked and Henry turned and pointed toward the kitchen. I got up and made my way into the kitchen. I stood next to him Henry having followed and was standing on the other side of his son. Gah that was going to take some time to get used to.

"So I know the basics of Henry's past but I didn't find out how you found out?" I asked Abe and he looked up from the pot that he was stirring, the smells reminding me that even though it had been a long and emotionally exhausting day, I still needed to eat.

"I was nine at the time. We had just moved for the second time in my life, I knew better than to ask questions so I lived with it. We had moved to America and settled here in New York. Mum had a day off work and dad was being given extra time for lunch since he'd been in surgery all morning. They had arranged for us to meet in Central Park, it was a Saturday and mum had organised one of her famous pies for our picnic. We arrived a little while earlier for me to play in the park, I spotted dad across the road from where we had been in the park and I was calling out to him. I was excited to see him because he wasn't there when I woke that morning, he waved back and was walking across the road when out of nowhere a car came speeding down the road and barrelled into him. I remember crying and mum pulling me into a hug saying that everything would be alright, that he would come back to us. I can't remember the trip to the Hudson but I do remember seeing him and running into his arms, crying into his chest because I had thought I would never see him again. He took us home and he explained his condition to me, telling me that he was immortal and that he couldn't stay dead" he said and I nodded. I looked between both Henry and Abe and saw a look pass between them.