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SUMMARY:: When bad things happen, there is always something there that helps you find peace.
PARINGS:: Helen Magnus / Nikola Tesla
RATING:: Rated T (for Teen) as of now. Rating may change so keep an eye on the rating in the description of the chapters. Ratings will always be posted at the top of the chapter before the actual story begins.
DISCLAIMER:: I do not own sanctuary, sadly, but you can go bow down to the creators. I'm just in their sandbox playing with their characters right now. N profit is coming from writing this - or well not money wise anyways. I am getting happiness out of it but that is it. Oh and fun but that is really all I get out of writing this - so don't flag, sue, or attack me for this story. Reviews are welcomed. and I mean honest reviews. I do like honest criticism of my writing - just note my punctuation may not be tip top and my grammar may be off. I do my best though to get it right, and spelling should be tip top if not just up there with oxygen any typos are pure accident. I try to proof read for typos sometimes, but sometimes I accidentally look over them - but no one is perfect. That is a fact.
CHAPTER ONE :: STORY PROLOGUE
If one were to say, Helen Magnus ever got over her daughter's death they would joking. Or at least we could assume they are - that or they are blind and foolish. Helen Magnus never got over the death of Ashley, her beloved daughter and she hid it well. but she never let go. No. she never did nor would she ever. That was impossible. How could one expect a parent to move on when there was no body in the coffin that had been laid to rest. If anything Helen had buried the empty coffin for the sake of others. She could not let her daughter go that easily, especially with no body to hold one last time before putting in the ground. She would visit the grave every few weeks place new flowers upon the headstone and speak to her daughter - promising she would not stop or rest until she was found safe. How could she? How could others expect her to just leave and forget and move on? It was the most maddening idea Helen ever heard if there had ever been one to compare it to.
And that is where she was today. Sitting on the grass next to the grave talking, as if hoping an answer would come on the chilly winds of the fall air that swirlled around stirring leaves in their wake in a haunting dance across the browning crisp grass. The brunette sighed. If she were honest with herself she would say she was beginning to lose hope but not even she after several years was gonna just drop and bury the hatchet. No she owed her daughter more than that. So much more that that. Sighing she stood and brushed the grass and leaves from her clothes and pulled her coat tighter around her the bitter air nipping at her skin as she placed a hand on the stone before turning and leaving the graveyard returning to her car and drove back to the sanctuary. When she got inside after the long drive she shed her coat and laid it over her arm and headed to her office only stopping when she heard Will speak. Turning she looked at him the artificial light filtering in through the floor to ceiling windows cascading the entire foyer in a warm glow,
AUTHORS NOTICE:: Alright well that is the first chapter - its a prologue the real chapter will come later on. Please if you feel like it and have the time leave a review. I am not demanding a review I am simply stating reviews are nice and I would like them so good or bad or flat out ugly please leave a review, if you would like to that is, so as to encourage me to go on or to scrap this story. Because to be perfectly honest I do not lay things out I come up with basics and let my mind wander from there so nothing is concrete. This Author's note is gonna stay pretty much static unless I feel I need to add something that is important.