Set Up

Part 3-Third Wheel

_Jo's POV_
"So. What brings you here?" Henry asked; leaning against an exam table, and spotting Mike for the first time. "To watch you flirt with Jo," Mike joked. I glared at him, and he put his hands up in surrender. "We're actually here to see of you'd like to come along for fieldwork," I smiled pleasantly. "Of course. Just let me grab my coat," he said; eyeing me up and down, and biting his lip. "Henry?" I asked. "Yes. Coat. My apologies.. You just look.. Very pretty today," he blushed; snapping out of his haze, and walking back to his office. Mike arched an eyebrow at me and grinned idiotically. "Stoppp..that," I whined; trying to block out the looks he's giving me. Henry walked back out, and we all headed out; piling into Mike's car to carpool to fieldwork. Henry got in the back, and I sat beside him; Mike skeptically crawling into the driver's side, and backing out of the lot. Henry reached for my hand once again, and I interlaced my fingers with his; scooting closer. He grinned, and it to his mouth; planting a soft kiss on it. There is this.. Look.. He keeps giving me.. He's looking at me like I'm the most precious thing in the world, and it's weird. I'm not used to getting attention like this from men(Isaac never looked at me like this), and I'm definitely not used to getting this kind of attention from Henry. Yes, he flashes me flirtatious looks here and there, but this.. It's more.. Loving.. In these past three days, I've learned that he's surprisingly affectionate for a guy who cuts dead people open for a living. He gave me a peck on the cheek, and I began to feel a blush creep up on me. -I usually try to act like a hardass.. But I'm starting to get the feeling that he may have the potential to make me melt. "Dinner at my residence tonight? I'll cook," he offered. I snapped, and grabbed his face; kissing him hard. He seemed alarmed at first, but he soon loosened up. I unbuckled both of our seatbelts, and forced him to lay down; crawling on top of him. "Jo.." he started. "Just shut up and kiss me," I muttered; gripping him by the collar of his shirt, and raising his lips towards mine.
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_Hanson's POV_
It's been five minutes since I've parked the car, and Jo and the Doc are making out in the backseats.. I'm not one to complain, but it's kind of.. Disgusting. I thought Jo maybe would have come around by now, but she hasn't. "What did I do?" Henry eked out; fitting a few words in where he could. "You were just really cute instead of weird for once, and all I wanted to do was.." she trailed off; turning pink. He licked his lips; shifting his gaze between her eyes and lips, and I threw up a little in my mouth. -Knew it. She's nailing him. "What did you want to do?" he smirked. "Erm wrmm hrmm src," she mumbled; clearing her throat afterwards. "What was that?" he grinned. "Erm wrmm hrmm src," she repeated. "What was that? I speak fifteen languages, but that isn't one of them. Try speaking in one of those 15 languages," he teased. "Yo quiero hacerte amor(I want to make love to you)," she spat out; making him laugh. "I didn't know you actually spoke Spanish. Lovely," he replied. I have no idea what she said, but it was probably along the lines of "I want to have sex." "¿Cuando?(When?)," he added. "Ahora(now)," she blushed. "No podemos ahora,(we can't now)," he chuckled. "Hi. It's me. I hate to interrupt.. this.. But I parked the car ten minutes ago," I butted in. They both turned bright red, and Jo scrambled to get off of him; stepping out of the car.
-We entered the 'Spirit Halloween' store the guy we're questioning works at, and Henry's eyes widened. "¿Donde estamos?(where are we?)," he questioned. "¿No estabas en la tienda de Halloween antes?(You haven't been in a halloween store before?)," she asked. "NoOO," Henry squealed; stepping on a button taped to the floor going to an animatronic decoration, and flying backwards when the decoration jumped out at him. She laughed, and he cracked a grin.
-The decoration barely spooked him.. What's really scary is that I still know I'm the third wheel, even though the couple I'm with is flirting in a different language, and no one wants to be a third wheel.