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Chapter 1

Carentan

Helen and James found themselves standing in each other's embrace watching the fire elemental being driven into the ground. They had just prevented the Nazis from unleashing it and destroying the world. As soon as the elemental was gone, the building started shaking. As it fell down around them, Helen looked at James.

"Lets get out of here," she said. James continued to keep his arm around Helen as she helped him outside. James had been shot in the leg earlier in their mission and was having a difficult time supporting his own weight. As soon as they got out of the building, Helen and James saw John leaning over the dead body of a Nazi.

"John what have you done?" Helen asked. John, looking up and seeing them holding on to on another; stared at them with hatred in his eyes. "I've done what I always do, what you cant seem to," he said and teleported away.

James looked at Helen and could see all the pain from her past come back. James knew the pain that Helen felt every time she saw John and he was the only other person who John had really hurt when he became "Jack the Ripper." Helen had given John her heart, body, and soul on a silver platter and he handed it back to her in a million peaces. Over the years, James and Helen had sought comfort in each other's arms, but the pain was still there.

Still holding on to James, Helen whispered in his ear, "Is it time to go home yet?"

James shook his head lightly as they walked together towards their trusted friend Nigel, the French resistance, and the American soldiers that helped them complete their mission.

After thanking the soldiers for there assistance, Helen turned to Jeanette, leader of the French resistance and said, "Thank you for all you have done. We have defeated a strong adversary today, and have hopefully changed the outcome of this war for the good." Jeanette nodded her head in agreement asking, "Now what will you do?"

Helen looked at James and Nigel, both men nodded and she stated, "Now, we'll head back home to London."

Sanctuary

Back at the Sanctuary, Nikola Tesla was not so patently waiting for his friends to arrive home. He wanted to know everything that happened, and he really wanted to know what could have made John start working with the Nazis. Nikola, like James, loved Helen and could not stand to see her in pain. When John had broken Helen's heart, Nikola was ready to hunt him down and kill him but Helen convinced him not to. She had a power over him that he could not fight.

Nikola was so deep in thought that he didn't see Winston and Ike walk into the library with Nigel, James and Helen following close behind. Helen walked over to Nikola, placed a hand on his shoulder and softly stated, "Were home, Nikola."

He spun around so fast that he almost knocked her to the floor. Thanks to his quick reflexes, he caught her before she hit the floor. He stood there holding Helen and staring deep into her eyes but before he could say anything James approached, pulling Helen from his arms and hold held her tightly against him.

James didn't trust Nikola with Helen even though she was always telling him not to worry. Helen constantly told James she didn't care for Nikola that way. He was just a friend. James always said it wasn't her he didn't trust, it was Nikola, but she never really understood why and he never explained.

Nikola shot a nasty look at James that he reciprocated back. Helen was caught between them. They were like children fighting over a new toy and it drove her crazy.

Nigel was watching them and could see the tension building. He saw Helen caught between them and knew that was not good. He knew there actions were going to piss her off, so he decided to do something about it.

Turning to Winston and Ike he asked, "So, was there a reason that you deployed the mission early?" Everyone froze and looked dumbfounded at what Nigel had just asked. Ike turned to Nigel.

" When we didn't here any news from you, we feared the worst. We thought if we sent the regiment early, we might have the ability of adverting whatever plans the Nazis had. We were hoping it might have been successful. It wasn't until we discovered a spy among us that we were informed that Druitt was there with the Nazis," he said.

Winston turned to them and spoke. "We're sorry. If we had known Druitt was in France, we never would have deployed the regiment. We would have sent Nikola to join you."

Ike turned to James and asked, "Are you ok?" James nodded. Helen put her arm on him and said. "Its just a flesh wound, he will be fine," said Helen.

Helen looked into James' exhausted eyes and saw desire, the desire to be alone, in their room making love. She wanted that most of all right now; it was what she needed.

James had been staring into those desiring eyes the whole way home, and now that they were here, his desire to be alone with his love was impatiently growing. James understood what Helen's eyes were telling him and he communicated that love and desire back.

Nikola happened to look over and see James and Helen staring at each other, undressing each other with their eyes. He decided to be helpful, turned and looked to the group of men standing in the library and stated, "Well, it is great to have our people home, but it is late and they have had a long journey. I think that we should allow them to get some rest."

"Thank you, Nikola," Helen said looking over at him before she turned and faced the rest of the men, "I have to agree with Nikola, it has been a long day and personally I could use some much needed sleep." Helen continued, "We'll reconvene tomorrow and discuss all the events that happened, but right now I'm going to excuse myself and head to bed." She turned, bowing to the gentleman and said, "Goodnight." Both James and Nigel followed her example.

Helen waited for both Nigel and James at the top of the stairs, wanting to say goodnight to her friend. They both said goodnight to Nigel and watched him head off toward his room. Once Nigel was out of sight, James turned to Helen and placed a light kiss upon her temple and asked quietly, "Your room or mine?"

Helen's eyes grew wide with desire. She cupped James' face in her hands, brought his head down so she could plant a kiss on his soft, lushes lips and said, "You have the bigger bed so your room." His kiss was hot, sweet, and full of passion and desire. James didn't want to let her go. If he could have, he would have taken Helen right then and there but the house had guests. James pulled away from Helen's lips, took her hand in his, locking their fingers together and walked toward his room.

They walked hand in hand, into the room. James led Helen to the middle of the room, let go of her hand, and turned to close the door. With the door closed, James turned around to see Helen walking toward him licking her lips. James met her half way and when they met their lips locked.

They stood in each other's embrace, kissing, letting their passion build. Slowly he moved his hands down her arms to her thighs, slowly pulling at her shirt, un-tucking it. As soon as she felt his fingers touch her skin, she shivered and deepened her kiss. While James was unbuttoning her shirt, Helen reached down and started undoing his, brushing her nails lightly against his skin causing him to moan.

Slowly backing up to the bed, he lifted her up and gently placed her on the edge. When she felt the bed under her, she let go of him and inched her way up to the middle of the bed. James followed by climbing up to Helen, laying his body between her legs, and continued kissing her. This made her insides crave him even more, wanting him inside her, setting every inch of her on fire. His kisses, always so gentle and full of passion, sent her into an erotic frenzy.

Helen had only ever been with two men, John Druitt and James Watson, and they could not have been more different. John Druitt, her first love and partner, ignited a dark desire within her. With John, her darkest fantasies were always played out, including seductiveness and bondage (on several occasions). It always seemed their love entailed some form of pain, but it was pain that was much wanted and desired.

James was so different from John when it came to making love. James was softer, gentler, and full of passion. He knew how to ignite her passion, but never required any pain. Their love was like a dream, so perfect and sweet. James always knew what Helen needed and always know how far to go without her telling him. Helen thought of love with James as pure and true.

James took his time gently kissing Helen all over. His soft kisses sent shivers through her and the desire to have him inside her. She started thrusting against him and he could feel the heat coming off her body. He knew exactly what she wanted but wanted to make her wait a little longer. Helen decided that it was time he felt the heat and passion she was feeling, so she flipped him onto his back, gave him a quick kiss on the lips and began kissing his neck.

Helen knew just the spot to make James quiver under her touch. Knew the spots that would send his body into a state of ecstasy, like she was currently in. Helen kissed and nibbled on his ear and the side of his neck, which caused him to moan louder and thrust against her. Both of them were still wearing their paints and Helen decided this was not going to continue.

She began to kiss down James chest, he moaned and thrust even more with the desire building up in him. Helen got to the edge of his pants, undoing his belt so that she could get them undone and off of him. When she finally got the button undone, she laid a gentle kiss at the top of his boxers, and pulled off his pants. This kiss sent James into a free fall of passion and desire. He sat up, pulling Helen closer to him and kissed her with all the passion he had.

While kissing, he reversed their positions so that he could remove her pants. As James undid Helens belt and pants, he kept his lips locked with hers. The taste of Helen was like chocolate to him, a desire he couldn't deny. In order to get her pants completely off, James had to stop kissing her. Both of them were panting very heavily, realizing they hadn't really been breathing due to being locked in the kiss. James removed her pants and on his way back up to her, he started gently kissing up the inside of her leg, sending her body into a fiery frenzy. He stopped just inside her thigh and continued to kiss her sending her body in to erotic convulsions.

Her moans became louder, stronger and she grabbed hold of the side of the bed to keep from hurting James. Helen could feel her herself getting ready to burst with every kiss James laid on her body. The only way she could think to get him to stop was by saying his name.

"James come here," she said gently. James stopped kissing the inside of her legs and looked into her eyes. He could see that she was getting to the breaking point, and this pleased him a lot. He knew what she waited and was going to give it to her.

Moving up, James sensually kissed every part of her body, stopping only for a short time at her breast were he kissed and nibbled on one, and then systematically moved and did the same to the other. This sent Helen's body on fire. She grabbed hold of James' hair and pulled hard to bring his lips up to hers. As they kissed, James positioned himself above her so that he had full access into her, and as their kisses deepened, James slowly slid inside her.

This took both him and Helen into a world of passion, desire, and the need for release. Helen knew that James liked when she was on top, so without hesitation, she rolled them over so that James was lying on the bed and she was startling him. This position gave Helen all the power and control over their body's movements together.

James felt himself sliding deeper and deeper into Helen, causing heavy breathing and moaning. Helen started thrusting into James much harder and faster, which brought them both much closer to releasing. Helen bent down to kiss James and when she did, James got hold of her, rolled so that he was back in control.

Helen brought her knees up to rest on James thighs allowing him to slide into her deep and hard. They kissed each other deeply and began to move so fast with each thrust that the bed began to rock. They knew the release was coming; James, hard and deep inside her, felt her release. As soon as she released, the sensation of it caused him to release as well.

James kissed Helen lightly while they both tried to catch their breaths. Helen could feel her body slipping into a deep sleep, and could see the sleep coming over James as well.

With one final kiss, Helen curled into James arms, resting her head on his chest, said "I love you" and fell asleep. James kissed the top of her head, whispered, "I love you too," wrapped his arm around his her and fell into a deep slumber, with his true love by his side.

Couple months later

Helen realized that for about a month now, she had been sick. When she first started getting sick, she just thought it was a bug, but being sick for about two months was not normal.

She was really tired of being sick. She noticed that simple foods she normally enjoyed and certain smell she had grown to love, made her really sick. Most days now, all she managed to keep down of food was toast and tea.

James was really starting to worry about her, so he mad it a habit to check up on her. Today, he walked into her office, kissed her on the head and asked, "how are you feeling?"

Up to that point, Helen had been able to keep the contents of her breakfast down, but the minute James asked the question and she smelt his cologne, she found herself pushing him out of the way and running to the bathroom.

A couple of minutes later she came out and ran smack into James, who had been standing outside the bathroom. He looked her in the eyes, and she could see his concern and worry.

"Maybe you should make an appointment to see Dr. Daniel Addams as soon as possible," James stated laying another kiss on her head.

As soon as he leaned in to kiss her, she caught a whiff of his cologne, which made her stomach turn again, and she quickly turned back to the bathroom and clothed the door. It was another couple minutes before she emerged, and looked deep into James' eyes.

"Maybe you are right. I will call as soon as I get back to the office," she stated while trying to get past him. James tried to lean in for another kiss, but this time she placed her hand up on his chest, shook her head and walked to her office, closing the door behind her.

Helen sat down at her desk, picked up the phone and dialed the number to Dr. Addams' office. The phone rang three times before she heard the nurse on the other end, " Dr. Addams' office, how may I help you?"

"This is Dr. Helen Magnus and I need to set up an appointment with Dr. Addams as soon as possible, please," Helen said to the nurse.

The nurse came back, asked if she could be there in fifteen minutes, due to the doctor having a spot that just opened, Helen agreed and hung up the phone. She put on her jacket and walked down to the street to catch a taxi to Dr. Addams' office.

Helen walked into the office about ten minutes later, stated who she was and took a seat waiting. While waiting her stomach began to turn again, and she rushed to the bathroom for the third time in less that a half an hour.

When she came out, the nurse was standing there with a glass of water, handed it to her and stated, "the doctor will see you know," and Helen followed her to the exam room.

Helen had known Dr. Daniel Addams sense his first year at med school. He was a handsome young man, who had become mixed up with an abnormal who tried to devour him. Helen had rescued the young man, fixed him up and taken an interest in seeing to his education.

Helen had consulted with Dr. Addams on several cases over the past several years. She had become to look as Dr. Addams as a good friend and trusted colleague.

"Hey there Dr. Magnus, what brings you in today?" Dr. Addams asked.

Dr. Addams had a strong suspicion this was not a social call. Normally, when Helen came to visit they were in the office and she never made an appointment. Today, she had made and appointment and was sitting in an exam room.

"At first, I thought it was just a stomach bug," she said giving him a smile and continued, " Now, I'm noticing that certain foods and smells make me sick, and frankly I just don't know what's going on."

" Ok, why don't you lay down on the table and I'll take a look," he said. Dr. Addams' had a feeling he knew what was making her sick, just by listening to her symptoms; he suspected she was pregnant and there were a couple of tests he could do to determine if that was the case.

After the examinations, Dr. Addams' sent Helen on her way and said that she would be contacted where the results were in. Two days later, the office phone rang and Helen answered, "Hello, Dr. Magnus speaking."

The nurse on the other end informed her that results were in and that Dr. Addams requested she come in immediately.

When she arrived at the office, she has to wait for Dr. Addams. He entered the room saying, "Sorry to make you wait so long Helen, but I wanted to be sure of the results of your tests. I have checked the results twice and there is no mistake, but you are not suffering from a stomach bug."

"Ok, so if I'm not suffering from a stomach bug, then what is it?" Helen asked, looking curiously.

" Helen, I'm pleased to inform you that you're pregnant," Dr. Addams said.

Helen froze, eyes locked on Daniel's. Her heart began to bet happily. She had not expected it, but she could feel the joy building up inside her. "Really? Are you sure?" was all she could manage to say.

"Yes, I am very sure Helen, you are pregnant," Dr. Addams said in return. Helen thanked Dr. Addams' and headed home.

On her way home, she began to worry. She was happy about the pregnancy, but she was unsure how James would respond. Would he be happy, sad, mad, would he stay with her… These were all questions running in her mind.

They were not married, and that made the situation at hand even harder. Even though they had been a couple for six years at this time, they were not married and an unwed mother was frowned upon.

All of a sudden, Helen was remembering the fist time she had told James she suspected she was pregnant with John's child. They were still at Oxford then, and becoming pregnant in that time was seriously tabooed. Helen had never told John that she was because that night she had discovered her love was "Jack the Ripper."

That was the night she had turned to James, for comfort, support and someone to confide her secrets in. She had told James and he been calm, collective and asked what she was planning on doing.

Helen said that she was going to remove the embryo and freeze it until a time that it will be expectable for a single woman to have a child without that it being called a basted child. Sense that time, James has always been by her side.

Helen's head remained in a complete daze. She kept looking down at her stomach and rubbing it. Pregnant. Wow!

Helen had been so deep in thought, that she literally ran right into James and knocked him to the ground. "Oh my god, James you ok? I'm sorry I didn't see you standing there," Helen stated as she offered her hand out to help James up.

"I'm fine darling," he stated, taking her hand and standing up. "Did Dr. Addams' have your test results today?" he asked. Helen nodded with a twinkle in her eye, which James caught.

"Well, what did he say? Are you sick? Is there something wrong?" he asked anxiously. "I'll tell you over tea," she stated taking his hand and walking to the kitchen. They made the tea and headed back to the office to relax.

Back in the office, Helen and James were sitting on the couch enjoying some tea, and James finally looked at her and said, "So, what did Dr. Addams' have to say?"

Helen gave James a light kiss on the lips and said, "Darling, I'm not sick and there is nothing wrong with me."

James looked at her with a confused look, "Well if there is nothing wrong with you, then why do you keep getting sick?" Helen smiled and said, "Dr. Addams' said it was something called, Morning Sickness."

The minute Helen said "Morning Sickness" James knew the answer to his question, and his eyes lit up. He looked deep into the eyes of the women he loved; she was smiling back at him.

"Your pregnant!" James said smiling at her. Still smiling, Helen nodded her head, "yes darling, I'm pregnant." James was now in shock, he couldn't believe it, him, a father.

James and Helen had been together as a true couple for 5 years now, but only the people the closest to them, which consisted of Nigel and Nikola and the other Heads of Houses.

For a couple of years now, James had been trying to get up the courage to ask Helen to marry him, but every time he got the courage, something would happen and they would be interrupted.

He always walked around with the ring in his pocket so that if the right time presented itself, he would be able to ask her right then and there. James realized that this was the right time to ask. While Helen sat cross from him smiling as the news that she was pregnant, James reached into his pocket while scooting closer to Helen on the couch.

"Helen," he said, "I am extremely happy that you are in my life, and now we are going to be parents. I have been trying for quite some time to give this to you, but it seemed that every time I tried we were interrupted." At this time, James got up from the couch, walked over to the door, closed and locked it. Helen looked at him with confusion.

As he walked back to her he stated, "I'm not taking any chances." He knelt down on one knee in front of her, and pulled out a little leather box. Immediately, Helen knew what was in the box, and her heart jumped for joy, James was going to propose! She had thought several different times within the last five years that he was going to, but he was right, every time she thought he was they were interrupted and he never got to ask.

"Dr. Helen Magnus" James said with much love in his heart and eyes, "will you do me the honor of marring me?" He opened up the box, displaying a gorgeous diamond ring, and all Helen could do was gasp for air and bring her hands to her lips in shock. She reached for James, brought him in close, kissed him so deeply it set of a fire storm in him, and whispered "Yes, Mr. James Watson, I would be honored to marry you."

At the happiness of her response, James removed the ring from the box, placed it on her ring finger, and leaned in to kiss his soon to be wife. After celebrating the good news of the day together, they decided that it was time to inform there dear friends.