Just this little ficlet that has been running through my head
"Myka, hello darling"
"Helena. What are you doing here?"
"Aren't you going to let me in"
Myka paused. She shut the door and gave Pete a shout. "Helena is here, can you-"
"Go up and put some pants on. On it."
Myka opened the door to face a wry smile on the British woman's face
"I assume you are with Pete now"
"I am"
She peered into Myka's eyes almost making the other woman back away.
"It seemed like the right time. After the cancer scare. I'm not getting any younger."
"Is that why you're with Lattimer, because your biological clock told you it's time to settle down? Are you in love with him?"
"I've always loved Pete."
"Yes, that much I know. But I always thought you were in love with a different warehouse agent."
Myka raised her eyebrows waiting for a name when Helena continued to smile smugly it hit her.
"You've got to be kidding me. After all this time, so many years. Too late Helena. Why are you here?"
"I need to see Arthur."
"He isn't here."
"Well I'll just wait for him."
"Not without telling me what you're here for."
"He'll know."
"I'm not letting you through this door unless you tell me exactly why you're here."
"He requires my particular skill set acquiring an artefact."
"What? Betrayal?" She spat out the word.
"Darling, bitter is not a flattering color on you," she chuckled "My vast knowledge it would seem."
"You can wait at the dining table." She opened the door to let her in. "Don't move an inch or I swear I will hurt you physically."
"Understood." She raised her arms up in the air making her way to the table.