"Helen." I whisper, wrapping my arms around her neck pulling her into a tight hug.
"Amelia." she whispers back, looking into my dark brown eyes. "I thought that you died in that plane crash, they never found a body or anything and people looked for years."
"I know, I went into seclusion not wanting to go public with what had happened to me. When I went down the first thing I noticed was the blood that was all over my cockpit and then I realised that it was my blood everywhere. My front window had come back and broke into a million pieces and I had lost most of my blood and I thought that I was going to die without being able to tell the woman I loved how much I loved her." I confessed, breaking down into tears in her arms.
"Love, you love me?" she asked me.
"Of course I love you, Helen Magnus. You know for one of the most brilliant people on the planet you can be rather thick." I explain, slipping my left hand onto the small of her back.
"Would you go back to where we were if you had the choice?"
"Absolutely, coming home every night to a lovely British woman naked in my bed, that is still perfection of a night in my eyes. I know full well that you have your hands full with the Sanctuary Network and a family by now. If that's where you want to go back to, I'll go with you." I tell her, pushing her into the passenger seat of my sports car.
"Where are we going?" she asked me.
"Tell me where your nearest Sanctuary is and that's where we're going."
"Old City, Canada."
"That's where we're going for the next week. So I can keep you tied to a bed and fuck you senseless for until you can't take it anymore."
She bit her bottom lip and looked over at me. "You have no idea how long it has been since someone offered to do that to me."
"Then we had better get moving. Old City is a long way from Toronto."
After I had been driving for ten minutes she reached her left hand out to my right. "Wanting to hold my hand, you haven't done that since the first time that I took you up in the air."
"I just want be close to you."
"It's a seventeen hour drive there, do you want to stop and spend the night somewhere or drive all night?"
"All night, if we stop we won't make it there."
Seventeen Hours Later
"Helen, we're here where do I go?" I ask, driving into Old City.
"It's the big building with all the windows on the waterfront." she told me, smiling over at me.
"Next time you drive." I tell her, seeing the building. "There's a gate, love."
"Your birthday, Amelia."
I punch in the numbers and the gate opens.
"Wow, this place is huge." I say as she shows me the front room.
"I know, so what do you say, to going to my room.?" she asked me, nibbling on my neck.
"That'll be good, you on top or even better you tied to the bed with me fucking you until you can only whimper my name and beg for me to let you come." I say, turning to face her, looking into her blue eyes.
"Sleep first and then you can tie me to the bed." Helen told me.
"Okay, love you." I told her.
"Love you, too." she told me.
"Magnus, Sally's sick and I can't figure it out." a young man said as he walked down the staircase.
"Check her water and food pH, then see what else it could be. Will, I'm off for the next two weeks unless something goes seriously wrong." Helen told him.
"A prodege, the necessary disposable item of any away mission." I said, remembering a conversation that I had with Tesla.
"You sound like an old friend of mine."
"Nikola Tesla I met him after he died. We had wine and talked about the woman that we had both fallen head over heels in love with."