Hello
I have absolutely no idea where this came from, but basically I needed to write some light Teslen relief, and this is what happened. Not at all where I expected it to go. This is dedicated to the girls, agrainne24, chartreuseian, alwayssmilingsam, Emmy1512 and Dobby-the-Hap. You are all amazing. :D
So hope you enjoy, and let me know what you think. Hugs. Tasha. X
A Bad Day in the Office.
Running the Sanctuary was hard work, Helen had always known that…but it didn't make days like this one any simpler. Sitting down on the desk she rested her head against her hands, taking a deep breath she ran her mind back over the day. Her and Will had come to blows once again, she understood that he was stretching his wings, and flexing his muscles when it came to the work that they were doing…yet she couldn't help but find it immensely infuriating when he began questioning her decisions.
What frustrated her more was when he ended up being right, she was tired and had misjudged the mission. So here she was frustrated angry and stressed…she was a doctor for heavens sake. Racking her brain she was desperately trying to think about what she would recommend to a patient in her position. Closing her eyes she found herself once more wanting to cry, as soon as she relaxed all she could see was his face clouding her vision…everything about him was surrounding her…his smell…the feel of his hand resting on hers. Opening her eyes she waited for the picture in her mind to leave, but it wasn't happening any time soon.
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Nikola hadn't had anywhere to call home for rather a long time. Yet it seemed that whenever he was in trouble…or just wanted something more, well he would end up on her doorstep. He never planned to be there, nor was it something that he always felt comfortable with, but the one thing that was for sure, was that to him her Sanctuary was his home.
He couldn't help but smile as he thought it through, this time he had been running, running from the people who were attempting to recruit him, and from the past that would surely catch up sooner or later. Yet now he was here again he couldn't face the thought of losing. Of course he had spent years imagining them getting closer, dreaming of the day when Helen Magnus would realise how much she needed him. It almost made him laugh, the idea of Helen needing anyone seemed so comical. Yet this time…could he dare to believe that it seemed different? The time they spent together was more precious, as though neither of them wanted to give it up.
All day he had been watching her become more and more stressed, when the boy pretender had tried to undermine her it had taken a lot to stop himself springing forward and protecting her. In the simplest form he guessed that he found himself desperate to protect her honour. That in itself was a joke, especially considering the fact Helen had spent her whole life protecting the men she surrounded herself with. It was with a large fondness that Nikola recalled the numerous times she had jumped forward to protect him.
There was no doubting the pride he felt for his heritage and bloodline, but it of course bought its own issues. She had always been there for him, to talk him through the latest processes she had come up with to keep him sane, or to simply hold him close when he was suffering. Whenever something went wrong he found Helen by his side, and it seemed that was the reason he found himself once more back in her home. Quite simply because it was hers.
Relaxing back in the chair he couldn't help but think of her. The dark locks as they cascaded over her shoulder, and the silly swing of her hips that came with the heels she insisted on wearing. She had always referred to her attire as her armour. She had always been quite convinced that a well presented woman was likely to find herself moving forward in all she wanted to do. He hadn't intended to wallow, and it wasn't something he enjoyed, but for tonight he would allow himself to think of her, and to dream of everything they could have together…in some distant dream.
Nikola's eyes were gently closing when the door to his room opened. He didn't want to open his eyes, for while they were shut he could still convince himself that Helen stood in the door way, or that in fact he was still dreaming. It was only when he felt the hot breath against his cheek and the soft hair brush his face that he became sure this was a dream.
'So handsome…' The voice was husky and filled with desire. As she spoke her hands ran up the outsides of his legs and quickly worked his shirt loose, so her hands in turn could find their way underneath. Within moments her soft hands were skimming the defined contours of his chests, gently pinching his nipples as they reached their destination. Helen found herself become more aroused listening to the gentle moans that left his mouth in response to her carefully planned ministrations.
Unable to stand it anymore Nikola opened his eyes. He was sure that his eyeballs were out on stalks as he saw Helen's face right next to his, and realised that it really was her hands working his body underneath the simple shirt. 'I don't understand…' He wasn't allowed to complete his sentence, for her lips were pressed flush against his. Seemingly desperate to crush the words from him, that and the intensity of the kiss meant that within moments the room was spinning around him. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, in fact he wasn't sure that anything involving Helen in this close a proximity could be considered unpleasant…no it was a different feeling running through his mind, and that same feeling that was making him hold back from what he was desperate to do.
Helen felt the tension coarsing through his body, and unable to play the one sided game anymore she pulled back. 'I wish you would make up your mind. I was sure this was everything she wanted.' Pulling back it wasn't clear whether she had been referring to the situation or to herself in general. She wasn't going to cry, and it was this she told herself as she firmly blinked her eyes to disband the tears that were threatening to fall.
'I did…I mean I do…' Nikola was confused, Helen was here in the same room as him and quite clearly aroused. Yet he had just stopped anything further from happening. It was rather ironic, he may have just blown the only chance he would ever have with her. And why, because he loved her too much. 'This had to mean something Helen…I've waited more than two lifetimes for you…' He paused, taking a deep breath before realising how much he meant the words. 'You are worth more to be than a quick fumble…' He raised a hand to stroke down the side of her face. 'I have loved you for longer than you will ever know…' It was with something of a sadness that he pulled his hand away and waited for her to leave.
Listening to his words Helen found herself wanting to cry and kiss him at the same time. Never once had she factored this into her plan. She was coming here to satisfy a need, and she had simply assumed that Nikola would be more than happy to comply. Yet here she found herself in a room with what could quickly turn into a rather awkward silence. 'Typical…' She shook her head before letting out a small laugh. 'The first time I truly let myself go, and I end up with the first vampire to develop a bloody conscience.' She wasn't really mad, more frustrated with herself for letting everything build to this position.
Nikola laughed with her. 'How about a game? I happen to be the grand master of Scrabble?' It was about as spontaneous as Nikola got, and he could tell by the look on her face that it was about as far from her plans for the evening as she could possibly imagine. However then the look on her fact suddenly change, as though something quite incredible had crossed her mind.
'Scrabble in the wine cellar?' Gently she pushed herself up from where she was crouched in front of him. As she stood it had certainly not escaped her attention that at least one part of Nikola's anatomy had approved of her plans for the evening. With a small smirk Helen couldn't help but wonder whether with some wine seated deep inside, that this evening may still end the way she had planned.
A/N Hope you enjoyed as much as I enjoyed writing. xx