A.N. : Co-written with T-rahz. Just a two-shot story to celebrate AU Week. Hope you all like it! Comments are appreciated. xoxo

Chapter 1

Like every morning, Myka Bering went out for a walk with her labrador Oscar. They would cross the busiest streets in town and enter the park, walk along the grassy pathways between the trees and just enjoy their free time. The curly haired woman worked as Literature teacher at the local High School and since today she had a free morning, she wanted to spend more time at the park, reading and relaxing.

Myka inhaled the sweet scents of the flowers and the humid grass. Today was the perfect morning. She could feel it.

Myka pulled Oscar's leash to her, to slow him down a bit. He growled softly, making her chuckle. Her dog was her guide and sometimes he was a bit impatient to explore the places they went to.

The grassy area around the lake in particular, was his favourite leisure spot, so he rushed towards his destination, helpless mistress in tow. Something seemed to have caught Oscar's attention, as he picked up speed and dashed off to the left, dragging Myka along. She slammed straight into an oncoming person, both of them tumbling to a heap on the ground.

"Oh, God… I'm so sorry!" Myka exclaimed, feeling deeply embarrassed. Her book had slipped from her hands and she was not sure where to even begin looking for it. "Oscar!" Myka exclaimed, expressing her distress and annoyance.

Oscar jumped on top of the stranger and started to lick at her face.

Myka heard the soft chuckle of the person she had crashed into and deduced it was a woman.

"Aren't you just an absolute delight!" she heard the woman say. She wasn't quite sure who the woman was addressing but her voice was pleasant and she had an English accent.

She yanked gently on Oscar's leash, trying to gain control of the errant dog, but the labrador seemed to have other plans in mind, tugging away from Myka yet again. She finally conceded, releasing his collar from the leash and allowing him to roam freely for a bit.

Myka felt the other woman get on her feet, beside her.

"I'm sorry about that," Myka said, standing on her feet, "Oscar likes to have his own way sometimes."

"I understand." The other woman replied, "I'm Helena, by the way."

Myka smiled and stood up, giving up on finding her book for now.

She felt the other woman's hand on her forearm and nodded, "I'm Myka. Nice to meet you, Helena. Again, I'm so sorry about that."

Helena looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and smiled back. She noticed only in that moment, that the other woman was blind. She had lovely curly brown hair and a unique pair of emerald green eyes. She was dressed casually and Helena thought she was the most beautiful woman she'd even seen.

"This must be yours." Helena said, noticing the book at her feet. She picked it up from the ground and ran her hand over the raised dots on the cover before handing it back to Myka.

"The Country of the Blind. HG Wells. Impressive choice." Helena regarded.

"Oh, thanks." Myka said surprised, "I was just looking for it. You read Braille...are you also..."

"Oh no, darling. But I am a lover of all languages, and grasp every opportunity to learn new ones." She replied. Myka could hear the flirting tone of her voice. She smiled.

"That's impressive. Usually one learns Braille only because of a blind relative or friend." Myka said.

Helena shrugged, "Well, I'm just curious, really. Or maybe it was a bit of serendipity. I must have been destined to meet you."

Myka chuckled, a slight blush colouring her cheeks. She ran her hand over the book's cover, "Do you see Oscar?" she asked, suddenly.

Helena looked around and saw the dog playing not too far from them, "Yes, he's playing closer to the lake. Do you want to sit down?"

"Don't you have things to do?" Myka asked, "Places to be?"

Helena chuckled, "They can wait. Come on, let me offer you a coffee or a tea, perhaps."

Myka nodded. They walked to the little bar not too far from the lake and Helena ordered them two cups of coffee.

"Thank you, Helena." Myka said, as they sat down on the nearby bench.

"No worries. So, Myka. Do you and Oscar come here a lot?" Helena asked, taking a sip of her latte macchiato.

Myka nodded. She liked listening to Helena's voice. And she smelled good. Must be her perfume.

"Prada. Infusion d'Iris." Myka said, unconsciously.

Helena laughed heartily, "That's my perfume." The Brit said, "That's… Wow… Remarkable."

Myka blushed, "I'm sorry, I was just talking to myself and…" She chuckled. "To reply to your question, yes, we come here every morning. Oscar likes the park and so do I. It helps me relax. I also love the smell and the feeling of the sun and the wind on my face."

Helena smiled at the younger woman and nodded, "I like that, too."

They remained in companionable silence for a bit, both sipping their drinks and enjoying the serenity of the park.

"And you? Do you come here often?" Myka asked, suddenly.

Helena nodded, "Yes, It helps my writing process."

"Oh, you write?" Myka asked.

Before the woman could respond, Oscar bounded up to the pair and started tugging on Myka's pants leg.

"Oh, seems like someone is a bit impatient. Just a second, Oscar." she petted her loyal companion lovingly on his head before standing up. She extended her hand, a bit off to the left,

"It was nice meeting you, Helena."

The Englishwoman grabbed the slightly misdirected hand and just held it there.

"The pleasure was all mine, dear." Helena said.

"Thanks for the coffee and I hope to see you around." Myka said, letting go of Helena's soft hand.

She then moved her hands closer to the woman's face, without touching her, "May I?" She whispered, with a smile on her face.

Helena placed her own hands on top of Myka's and let the younger woman run her fingers over her facial features.

"Oh." Myka whispered, in awe. Helena's skin was soft to the touch and warm. She ran her thumbs lightly over the woman's cheeks and forehead, feeling the Englishwoman's breath speed up.

"What?" Helena whispered, furrowing her brow.

Myka smiled, biting her lower lip, "You're nothing like I imagined."

Helena chuckled, "And is this a good thing or a bad thing?" She smirked.

Myka's right thumb brushed over Helena's upper lip, making the older woman hold her breath.

"Good." Myka whispered. She moved her left hand through Helena's silky locks and smiled, "Your hair is so smooth."

Helena chuckled, "And yours is so curly."

Myka smiled and nodded, "Yes, indeed." She shook her head and remembered where were they. Myka flushed, "I should stop doing this." She muttered, "I'm so sorry, Helena."

Helena smiled, "Don't be, darling. It's endearing. And you're welcome to…feel." She teased.

Myka licked her lips, "May I feel your smile, Helena?"

Helena took Myka's hand in hers and guided it to her lips, smiling and letting the other woman feel her. Myka smiled, "Thank you." She whispered, "You feel lovely."

It was Helena's turn to blush. She placed a gentle kiss on Myka's soft fingers and knuckles, making Myka shiver.

The younger woman chuckled and sighed, "You're beautiful," she stated simply, hands still being held in the older woman's.

"Thank you, darling," Helena said, "but I believe the real beauty here is you," she added, aware of how close they were standing now.

Myka smiled, she could feel the other woman's breath on her face. It smelled like coffee and cinnamon.

Oscar barked, shifting the women's attention back to him.

"I guess this is my call." Myka said, chuckling as she reattached the leash to Oscar's collar.

"Myka, would you possibly be interested in joining me for an open concert right here in the park this Saturday?" Helena asked, "My friend Claudia is going to be playing with her band. They are good and she's been bugging me for months to come to the concert."

Myka smiled. She was beginning to love the sound of Helena's voice more and more. And the prospect of spending an entire evening with Helena by her side was exciting.

"I would love to. What time?" Myka asked.

"Her band doesn't go on till about nine. Perhaps we can have dinner before?"

Myka nodded, "I could cook us something if you're up to it?" She sounded hopeful.

"Oh darling, I wouldn't want to put you through all that unnecessary trouble." Helena said, politely.

"Please, it's nothing. It would be my pleasure actually," Myka insisted. "It's been a long time since I cooked for anyone."

"That settles it then," Helena grinned, "It's a date."

Myka smiled, "Okay." She replied, shyly.

Myka handed Helena her phone, "Type me your number, please?"

Helena nodded and punched her digits into the device.

"I'll call you later this week for the details." Myka said, "Wait."

"Yes?" Helena asked.

The curly haired woman chuckled, "I don't even know your last name!" She could feel Oscar at her calves.

Helena laughed, "It's Wells."

"Helena Wells." Myka whispered, smiling, "It was nice meeting you."

"And yours, Myka?" Helena asked.

"Bering. Myka Bering." Myka responded.

"Myka Bering. I like it. I sure hope to hear from you soon, Myka Bering." Helena looked up, her chocolate brown eyes being captured by emerald green. Her breath caught at the intensity of that gaze. Despite knowing Myka couldn't see her, it looked like she could, and Helena could easily see herself drowning in those deep pools.

Another bark from Oscar signalled it was time for Myka to leave and both women parted reluctantly, a blush and a smile gracing both their faces.

TBC