Hey all, this is my first Sanctuary fanfiction. I've been wanting to write one for a while but haven't had the time until now. This fic is set directly before 'Revelations' - Helen/Nikola pairing some hints at Helen/Will. All comments appreciated :)

Chapter one:

Nikola was frustrated. It didn't matter how much he tried, he simply couldn't follow through with his plan without Helen's help. He still ached from the hole John had made in his torso in the attempt to kill him. He hated John. But then he supposed that was mostly because of jealousy. Helen had chosen him all those years ago. In fairness, before he went insane John seemed like the 'right' choice. The 'sensible' choice. But he felt certain that was the only reason Helen had chosen John. She was all about 'doing the right thing'.

The more he thought about it the more he felt certain Helen had feelings for him. Otherwise why was John so riled by him? He must have been able to see it… the attraction…

A low growl escaped his vampire mouth, and he increased his pace as he walked through the moonlit streets. Maybe she'd come round to his way of thinking? But then, maybe he should give up on the idea for now. He didn't want to risk losing Helen altogether and if he pursued it he would. She knew how he felt. She seemed rather unnerved by his confession of love but she wasn't completely put off by it, just surprised.

No this had to end for now. She wanted rid of the Cabal as much as him, so he was sure they could come to some sort of agreement.

Little did he know Helen was sat in the library at the Sanctuary, thinking about him, wondering if he had survived or if he was dead. Why did she care? He was going to kill her? She sighed, dropping her head into her hands and taking some deep breaths. He wouldn't have killed her, as much as John would have her believe. She knew Nikola could never kill her. She was the one person he couldn't follow through with his threats. How many times had he protected her in those tunnels? Telling them to leave her alone? Pushing her out of the way of the weapon that was fired? Stopping his mindless vampire like creations from hurting her?

"You ok?"

Helen heard the concern in Will's voice and put on her game face.

"Yes, I'm quite alright thank you Will. Is there something I can help you with?"

"Oh no I- I was just on my way to bed but I saw the light on and thought... I just... you don't sleep an awful lot."

"You know I can't sleep unless my patients do."

"I know but… you need some sleep or you won't be any use to your patients will you."

"There are too few hours in the day as it is William. I prefer not to waste them on sleep when I can help it. I have a lot of tests to run on our most recent guest. I want to make sure he's comfortable."

"Anything I can help with?" he offered, trying hard to suppress his yawn. He was exhausted.

Helen gave him a warm smile.

"Get yourself to bed. I have it covered. Thank you."

He smiled back. She read him like a book. He made his way to his room, making a mental note to speak to her again tomorrow. She wasn't alright, despite the front she put up. She hadn't been right since the day Nikola Tesla waltzed back into her life.

Nikola tensed hearing a scream a few streets away. It was so piercing it sent shivers down even his spine. He considered investigating, making his way closer to where the sound seemed to come from, then he took a different turn, deciding against it. As he turned he almost bumped into a young woman. She stared directly into his blackened eyes, her own eyes mirrored them in darkness. He wondered if she was a kindred spirit. She wasn't afraid of him. Questions flooded his mind as she reached out a pale, shaky hand and took hold of his arm for support.

Had she been the cause of that piercing scream he'd heard? Had she witnessed something? Had she escaped something? What was she doing wandering the streets at this time of the night? But before he had time to voice his questions the young woman collapsed.

"Oh-"

He reached to her quickly, stopping her banging her head on the floor as she collapsed, and considered his options. Something about the look she gave him was so haunting. Like she knew him, like she could see right into his soul, but he knew for a fact they'd never met before. But he also knew she wasn't any ordinary young woman. She had a gift, like him. He didn't know quite what her gift was yet, but she intrigued him. His choice was made. He'd take care of her until she was well enough to explain who she was and answer all his questions. He lifted her up and took her back to his hotel room.