With a broken smile the Brit turned towards the door. As little as Charles tried, nowadays he gave her sympathy, she had after all just lost her daughter and her sanity weeks ago. The woman who was HG Wells looked up and looked at the man who had stolen most of the credit of her work so far. He smiled shyly as he brought in tea hopefully with different results than usual.
No luck.
She looked down at the brown liquid and saw her daughters eyes, the same color as perfectly brewed tea, the same as her own. Her reflection reminded her of the very girl who's death caused this grief... No, not death. Murder.
She looked into the tea, and the tears fell down her face as she broke into pitifully loud sobs, her only wish was to be with her daughter again. As the tears streaked her face she screamed at no one in particular.
She was a mess. There was no denying it. She worked day and night on the time machine schematics. She was so close, she could feel it! But the daily tea intrusion was not any help at all.
Charles swore up and down that everyday her eyes became slightly darker.
...
The time machine was built. The warehouse wasn't sure if it approved, but the smell apples told her that it trusted her.
She strapped herself in and then pressed a strategically placed board that would turn on the contraption from her seat and not be in the way still.
...
She was the nanny in the house with Christina, her Christina. In ten minutes multiple men had flooded through the window. She failed to save her daughter. Time and time again she was forced to watch her daughter die.
It became apparent that there was no way to save her daughter, so she did the only thing that seemed logical.
She got revenge. She killed the men. She asked the reagents to be bronzed. At first, they weren't so happy at the idea of the person who was supposed to become the caretaker of the warehouse being bronzed. In the end, her plead to end this life and her lack of sanity won over the want to make her the future caretaker after Caturanga.
And so, Helena G. Wells was bronzed.
In a way, this was were her adventure really began.