A Deal With God

CH1

Running should have been simple. But in an imperfect world running was complicated, messy, and seen as cowardice. For her current assignment Helena Wells was told to run for the good of the world, the Warehouse, and... everyone within it. Her reasoning, although altruistic, still left her wanting. For it was not the reason why she felt empty, it was a person. And, for varying reasons, leaving left an empty feeling with the reinstated agent. Even though she had won back the favor of all the Warehouse, she had not been able to deal with a very balant and complex situation. One that should have been addressed before she disapppeared, but like her previous response to intense emotion, she pushed those feelings aside.

Three months ago...

"So why do you think there was such a change in Artie?" Helena inquired as she packed up a life she had barely lived. She needed to pack in a hurry, her orders being to leave Emily Lake behind to survive as another alias.

"We went through a difficult case, one that killed several people including Steve and we came out on top thanks to your help. You may be hard on yourself but people can forgive. Because everyone deserves forgiveness." Myka said poignantly towards Helena's conscious.

Helena looked at her and smiled knowingly at the remark but her thoughts remained chaotic, desperately trying to piece together what her subconscious was trying to tell her. Myka continued helping Helena while trying to get information on what the future held in store for... Helena.

"Do you know why the Regents wanted you to depart so quickly? "

"I can only imagine it would be hard to explain why I have a different accent after being a natural American citizen. Or they're moving me to a different prison. I was hoping for the best. " Helena quipped but turned away from Myka.

"Don't say that." Myka said, unsure how she could deal with the Regents banishing the one person who understood her the most. Even with all the pain and betrayal Helena was still a necessity in Myka's life, whether she wanted to admit it or not. Helena was caught off guard with the full emotion behind both Myka's words and eyes. It was not something she still ever expected to exist. Even now she felt unworthy of it.

"Well darling... fret not, I highly doubt that I will be so willingly kept this time." Helena said with a smile, trying not to think what might be in store for her. If she had her way she would take Myka and start a school or a place for knowledge to thrive and have a happy, simple, and fulfilled life. But life was never that easy or predictable.

"Well no ones knows what the future really holds, unless they use a time machine." Myka said off handly, remembering one of her favorite missions with Helena. As Myka heard Helena stop her packing she stopped and looked up. "Helena, did I say something wrong?" ... Helena then knew why Mrs. Fredricks had wanted her to leave immediately. She needed to find what Artie had done and why. She always knew it would be a justifiable reason but she never thought it would take her to a place where she would be isolated from everyone while at the same time trying to save the world.

This time her world consisted of the entire world and not just her little innocent girl who died for nothing. As she thought of the last time she had run, she held onto her necklace, craddling the last physical part of her daughter that remained in this world. It took quite a while to get a beat on what Artie was looking for but it became clear that the dagger was just a means, to what end she was still unsure. One thing that was certain was the way in which Myka was still in her life.

Before Helena left the Warehouse Myka gave her a phone. ... "Before you leave I want you to have something. Claudia said it is almost untraceable, well at from everyone but herself. She said that Mrs. Fredericks made her swear to not look for you ever, but we needed a way to communicate with you just in case... you know. I have my number programed in..." Myka said with a shy smile. She knew it was a little much but now that Helena was back she wanted nothing more than to keep her around. "Aces! I... really appreciate this Myka, I haven't been on my own as a Warehouse agent in a while and knowing that I have someone whom can be with me whenever I need... well, it gives me more peace than you will ever know. Truly Myka, I wish you could come with me, but I would never want to take you away from your home. I just can't wait until I can be a part of it again." Helena looked into Myka's eyes to try to reassure her that her feelings and thoughts were congruent with Helena's own.

Myka smiled, knowing she should say more yet feeling emotionally frozen in place. She watched as Helena gripped the phone with care, smiled at her appreciatively, and walked onward leaving the Warehouse. ... Helena looked at the screen of the phone, reading one of her favorite introductions into literature. One both her and Myka shared. Skepticism was a trait they both shared, after all to have true investigative skills one most question as much as possible and as frequently as needed until the truth can reveal itself. Myka's texts and messages warmed Helena's heart, but the more Helena discussed her theories with Mrs. Fredericks the more Mrs. Fredericks implored Helena to not contact anyone in the Warehouse.

"I know you miss them, but it is imperative that they not know your true reason for leaving. If what you say turns out to be true, we must prepare for any damage this can cause." Mrs. Fredericks said before leaving Helena to her continued search for more information on what had happened and whatever Artie was looking for. The more she looked the clearer it became that Artie had in fact traveled back in time. It all felt familiar, everso familiar.

...

1900

"Helena Wells to see Mr. Tesla." Helena stated to the footman, she could almost see his judgement through his thick glasses.

"One moment please." The doorman said, still in awe at how his master could get so many attractive women to find him so appealing. After he informed his master he went back into the lobby to advise the woman that Nikola was ready to see her.

"He is waiting for you in the library ma'am, please follow me. "

"Helena, always a pleasure! What can I do for you this fine day?" Nikola Tesla asked, already knowing her answer. For as of late the ever allusive H.G. Wells had become a very predictable creature, full of anguish and driven by devastation. A creature that could and would turn deadly sooner or later. Ironically... it was just a matter of time.

"Oh Nikola don't play a fool, you know exactly why I'm here. You know exactly what I'm looking for." Helena said, her voice full of bitterness.

"You are quite correct Wells, I know what you seek, but you know that is a place that leads to pure disaster. Looking to change the past will come with a heavy cost and may never come to fruition. You as well as I know that this road leads to damnation..." Nikola pleaded, but he could see the woman he once knew was gone, if he did not assist her she would use someone far worse for help.

"I don't care Nikola! She is gone, nothing else matters... nothing but getting her back. I'll go through hell if I have to but I'll have my daughter back!" Helena screamed, not caring what bridges she had left.

"Helena, if this fails miserably, which it is bound to do, there will be no coming back from this. The Regents forgave your discretions before, but if you keep going down this path... somethings cannot be forgiven."

"Either you help me, or I find one of the many enemies the Warehouse has, and believe me they'll be itching to have a favor from H.G. Wells. " Helena stated, her whole body full of stubborn defiance.

"This is it Helena, I give you this but if you fail again... there will no longer be a place in this world for you. " Nikola stated as he gave her the last known location of the artifact she sought.

"Believe me if I fail, I'll volunteer to go to the bronzer myself." Helena said, grabbing the information she needed and not looking back.

...

The night she arrived to Italy she felt every part of her ache. She had forgotten how taxing travel could be. When she was finally settling in for the night her phone rang. Confused at both the time and the fact that someone would call this phone, she answered the cellular.

"'ello?"

"Do you know it has been a month, a month since I have heard from you. You come back, save the Warehouse, my life, the world, and just leave? I mean leaving before was your choice as well, well at least from your own actions, but this... there is no reason for this. None."

"I know. " The only response Helena can seem to find.

"And there is so much I want to say about... everything." Myka said trying to find the best way to say everything she wanted to say.

"I know. " After that the phone goes silent, and Helena can feel all the emotions swell between them. She knows that Myka is no longer there, that rare moment when the other agent shared her emotions was gone, something Helena knew she would never get the chance to see again. She just wished she could have found the right words, the right thing to say. Be the person she wanted to be for Myka's sake, for both of their sakes.

Even though she knew the other agent was gone, she still felt like Myka deserved the words, even if she couldn't hear them."I love you."

"I know."Then with a click the line goes dead.