Copyright: July 7th, 2007
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Show: Ugly Betty
Couple: Betty/Henry
Show Disclaimer: The character of “Ugly Betty” are derived from “Yo
so Betty, la fea,” which was
created by Fernando Gaitan. The following companies produce the show: Silent H
Prod/Ventanarosa Productions/Touchstone Television in association with Reveille
Productions and it is presented by ABC television. The Executive - Co-Executive
producers are: Salma Hayek, Silvio Horta, Marco Pennette, Ben Silverman, James
Hayman and Jose Tamez.
Author’s Disclaimer: Let’s face it, I don’t own UB or any of the
characters, back story, etc. I’m not making a cent from it - if I did, I’d buy
a new computer and some other things. The story; along with any original
characters are mine though... I think. Darn those pesky copyright laws.
Author’s Note: This is slightly AU as I don’t stick to the
storyline, that being said, I hope you enjoy this small endeavor.
* * *
“Henry, have you
got a minute?” Daniel asked as he spotted the accountant.
Henry looked behind
before pointing to himself. “Me?”
Daniel smiled as he
waved him over, “Yes you.”
“Of course, how can
I help you?”
Daniel clasped his
arm around Henry’s shoulders. “That’s what I like about you Henry, always
willing to lend a helping hand.” Ten minutes later Daniel escorted Henry out of
his office. “Now don’t forget, you can’t tell her.”
“Oh, I won’t,” he
said smiling.
“Good, I’ll call
you later with…” Daniel stopped short. “Oh, hey Betty, what are you doing
here?” he asked.
Betty looked at him
quizzically, “Umm, I work here? Are you feeling okay?”
“Hi Betty,” Henry
said smiling at her.
“Hi Henry,” she
smiled back at him completely forgetting about Daniel.
“I’ve got to get
back to work,” Daniel said and quickly returned to his desk.
“How have you
been?” Henry asked.
“Good and you?”
“Besides missing a
certain person, just fine,” He answered, stepping closer to her.
“Take that to the
copy room like everyone else,” Amanda said as she walked to Betty’s desk
dropping off a message for Daniel.
“Umm… I’ll talk to
you later?” Henry asked.
“I’d like that.”
“I’m going to be
sick,” Amanda rolled her eyes and left.
“I better get
going,” Henry said.
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye.” Henry walked
backwards, keeping his eyes on Betty until he bumped into the wall. Betty’s
hand rose to her mouth, he could tell she was smiling and it didn’t seem to
matter as much to him. He waved, turned and went to the elevators. He pushed
the button and glanced down the hallway, Betty was still watching.
He stepped inside
and smiled as Betty waved to him. He shook his head; he couldn’t believe how
lucky he was/is to have met Betty Suarez. His life turned upside down. He
hadn’t gone out on dates since he left Charlie back in
When she came in,
his heart skipped a beat or two…
It’s never been the
same since.
He thought he knew
what – dare he say it? Even in his mind? Was it too soon to feel this way about
her? Too soon to start planning a life which included Betty? He shook his head.
He couldn’t help it. There was something so sweet and dear to him about Betty
that he never really questioned himself, he simply thought it was a given.
They would somehow
be together.
There was nothing
holding him back – Charlie wasn’t in the picture. He didn’t think he’d ever see
her again, so what was stopping him?
Walter was gone.
Henry frowned. He couldn’t grasp how Walter could have let Betty slip through
his fingers the way he did. Not that he was complaining – no. It was just
mind-boggling to him. He and Betty hadn’t had the opportunity to sit down and
talk about what exactly happened; only that she had.
He closed his eyes.
Within moments, Betty’s face appeared. ‘My God, she’s beautiful,’ he thought to
himself. He shuddered as he tried to compose himself. She had the power to make
him weak in the knees with her smile. He wasn’t sure how he was able to look her
in the face the mornings after waking from an intense dream which featured her
prominently.
He looked up as the
elevator dinged, as he stepped out, he thought about what he had to do for this
evening.
* * *
“Betty, can you
come in here for a minute,” Daniel called out from his office as he continued
to look over the layouts for the newest edition of Mode.
Betty saved the
file she was working on and entered his office.
“Take a look at
this for me will you?” he asked as he stepped aside.
“Okay,” she replied
happily. “What am I looking at?” she asked as she skimmed through the
photographs. She stopped. “Where did you get this?” she held up a photograph of
her mother.
“I got it,” Henry
said as he entered the office.
Betty looked up
quickly. “Henry? I don’t understand,” she shook her head.
“Mr. Meade asked me
what I thought would be the perfect anniversary gift…”
“Anniversary?” She
was perplexed.
“You’ve been here
six months,” Henry looked down at his watch, “two days, ten hours and, ten
seconds,” he shrugged, “It’s just something I know.”
Daniel stared at
Henry. “Yeah, okay. Umm… I wanted to thank you and who better to ask than
Henry.”
“What?”
“Next issue, we’re
going to do a mother-daughter theme and Henry thought it would be nice to
include a picture of you and your mother.”
“Mom…” Betty felt
the sting of tears in her eyes.
“I hope you don’t
mind?” Henry asked. “I asked your father and…”
“You asked my dad?”
“Don’t you like the
idea Betty?” Daniel asked.
“I love it, but…”
“No buts,” Daniel
interrupted. “I know you miss your mother, Henry,” he gestured to him, “He
should take all the credit…”
“Really Mr. Meade,
I didn’t do much,” Henry replied.
“Modest to a fault,
look,” Daniel looked at his watch, “I’ve got to get going, I’m meeting some friends
from out of town,” he said as he put on his coat. “Why don’t you two go, it’s
late anyway, get some dinner. I’ll see you,” he looked at Betty, “Tomorrow
morning. Good night.”
Betty watched
Daniel leave the office before returning her attention back to Henry. “Why?”
He shrugged, “I
still have my mother, but I know what it’s like to lose a parent. I can see so
much of you in her,” he said looking at the black and white photograph. “She
would be so proud of you right now Betty, I know it.”
Betty hugged him.
“Thank you Henry, thank you so much.”
He smiled. He held
onto her, she felt so good in his arms, but he knew he’d have to pull away and
he did. “So,” he cocked his head slightly to the left, “Would you like to go to
dinner with me?”
“I’d love to.”
“Great,” his smile
grew wider. “I’ll get your coat.”
Betty looked at
Henry, then down to the picture of her mother. “I wish you could have been here
Mami.”
“I’m sure she is,”
Henry added softly. He held her coat out.
“She would have
liked you Henry, I know she would have,” Betty told him as she slipped her arms
through the sleeves.
“I think it would
have been mutual,” he cleared his throat. “So, there’s this Thai restaurant
that I’ve heard good things about,” he said as they walked out of Daniel’s office.
“That sounds good.”
The End.