A/N: Soo. First time I'm publishing something here. This is the second fanfic of any sorts I've ever written, so it's NOT perfect by any means. Any feedback (the good, the bad, constructive, etc) is much appreciated (:

Helen watched him walking away. She was proud of him, yes. He was phenomenal at what he was doing for Sanctuary, and he was phenomenal at something else as well. Bringing all the walls down that Helen had build around her to protect herself, that is. For she had loved, she had also seen all of them die as time stood practically still to her. Sad half smile played on her lips.

She was still watching Will's back when he swiftly turned around and walked back towards her. She had quite expected that; Will had not yet had his last word.

"You can't just play god and expect everyone else around you to agree Magnus! Yes, you saved Abby, but did you for a second stop to think WHAT YOU WERE DOING?" And just with those words, something inside of Helen snapped like a string on a violin. For days, had she been in pain to see all the emotion in Will, and how had it hurt her. For once, Helen let control of herself, and by that she let her feelings come and take control instead. Her hands grasped Will's collar, pulling him closer, as the long hidden and ignored emotions struck her like raging tides.

"Magnus! What the hell!" And in her moment of despair, she stole a kiss. How sweet was his taste... So she stole another kiss, and another.

"Stop, Magnus!" He tried shoving her off rather violently. This wasn't the Magnus he'd grown accustomed to. But to his boss, words were no more.

She needed him. Oh, had she needed him for so long… For someone to care, simply put. She needed not only his trust she felt she'd broken, she needed not only his companion. For she needed him to chase away the ghosts of her past, bring sound to the silence that grew in her like a cancer. As her hands grasped him even closer, she let her head lay on his shoulder. Tears ran streaks across Helen's cheeks now, and she lifted her gaze slightly to meet Will's eyes.

It startled him what he saw. Such vulnerability in her eyes he had never seen before. He stood there, silently and unmoving now. Her hand took his hand to hers and guided it on to her chest. Magnus's heart was beating so fast; like a butterfly caged, longing to be released. Will swallowed hard not knowing what was to come, but the air filling his lungs was not relaxing, it was dark like the growing shadows of the night around them. His posture tensed even more. Things had taken the course of unexpected, and he definitely had not seen any of this coming. It wasn't something he liked admitting, either. Then again, did one ever want to admit they had missed something major? He let out a deep sigh, not knowing what to do. One wrong move, and he was sure his boss would retreat back to her fortress sooner than he could say 'wait!'

The silence between them grew longer, and she breathed in the dark musk of his. Not cologne, but the essence of him. Faint traces of sweat, the clean, fresh blues of the soap he used. The smell was almost intoxicating. She laid her head on his shoulder again, crying still. A pat on her back broke the last of her defenses, and her body started shaking. She bit her lip in attempt to silence her sobs, but bone pierced flesh and she tasted metal.

"Will... please..." The sobs grew impossible to be held in, and she clung to Will like he was the only thing that could save her now. In a way she knew it to be true. For Will was the illuminating light in her darkness. For so long she had cared and loved her closest ones, yet she had never let anyone close enough in decades. Decades of lived life; losses, pain, moving on and the loneliness was eating her alive. John, James, Nigel.. Ashley. Oh god.. Ashley.. Her knees gave in the pain, and she would have fallen if there wasn't for Will.

He had catched Magnus just in time. Will wrapped his arms around her, lifted her on his arms and took direction towards her room; it was the closest and therefore most convenient. Will was worried now. How could he have missed something this big? It bothered him, and seeing his boss this broken was almost scaring him. Almost. He was slowly starting to realize just how much his boss had kept from him and he couldn't help but to wish he had the ability to wipe away her sorrow. Will was pretty sure it wasn't his words his boss wanted to hear… not now anyway. He pushed the bed chamber's door open with his elbow and if the situation would be different, he would have stopped to admire the surroundings. Gently, he lay her boss down on the majestic bed and sat next to her. She was shaking from violent cries, and instinctively, Will's hand started moving up and down her back. He hoped that the little gesture would soothe her, let her boss know he could take whatever was to come.

Time ticked away for minutes and minutes, and finally the sobs died out. Will was still there, drawing circles on her back and she came aware of the touch now. It felt good, and for once it didn't feel threatening to her. Helen knew they were past private boundaries now. She turned just a little to meet Will's worried eyes.

"Will.. I.. I am so sorry. I should have not been so… so ", she was looking for the right word "weak."

"Shhh, Magnus, don't apologize. Everyone's allowed to have a slip every once in a while. That's what friends are for." He stood up to leave when her hand reached out. "Please." And Will sat down, wrapped his arms around his shaken boss and lay down with her. He understood a little more, now. Just how deep she was hurting, and just how long it had been since someone had been allowed as close to his boss as he was now. Magnus finally drifted into blissful sleep, and Will kissed the back of her head softly. Not much longer, he was asleep too; his arms still wrapped around her. For they were killing loneliness.