Dedicated to Emmy. *Offers up this fic as a bribe to discontinue using that pesky nickname* Did it work?

This one's rated T but outtakes are sure to make an appearance.

Oh and I own nothing. If I did, Nikola would be all mine!

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Bullet with Butterfly Wings

Chapter 1

The meeting with Richard had not gone well. Helen had demanded he meet her in person in an attempt to dissuade him from dropping her as a client. The move proved fruitless.

Nikola had departed leaving a heavy feeling in her heart. She didn't want to admit it but she missed him. Work on her secret plans, and throwing Will off her trail kept her insanely busy. But, the few hours she took per evening to either sleep or unwind, she found herself longing for him.

Almost blessedly, all hell broke loose. Caleb wanted to form an alliance with her. Hallow Earth abnormals took up residence in the 5th ward. She had sent Will off to SCIU and found Nikola sitting in her office wallowing in wine and a dramatic depression only he could muster.

She had tried to reason with him, she really did. But, in the end, she didn't have time for this and she definitely did not want to hear about the hottie at SCIU. Even though she knew she had the keys to his immortal heart, it still made her fume to know that 'hottie what'.name.' was likely on the receiving end of some leering looks from the cool blue eyes of his. The thought actually made her blood boil and she had no time for such childish feelings.

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He heard the clicking of ridiculous heels, but right now he could almost care less. Being fired from SCIU wasn't all that upsetting. He never wanted to work for them anyway. No, the bastards stole his work. He had so many new inventions, marvelous, brilliant inventions! One would think that after 150 years of inventing, he would have learned his lesson by now. Work for no one but yourself, and never for the government!

"Thought I'd find you here." The British accent was as familiar to him as the taste of wine.

"Come to join me?" He mumbled sitting up to pull out the extra chair he had brought to the wine cellar. He didn't really think she would venture down here, but he had brought an extra regardless.

"Unfortunately I don't have the time." She said taking the proffered seat. "I need you to snap out of it too. I need your help Nikola."

Nikola didn't even hear her; he continued what had started as a mental tirade aloud. "When will I ever learn? I should have kept all my inventions at a separate location, my plans away from prying eyes, and my wine in close reach."

"Nikola!" Helen snapped, but he still continued his depressed ramblings, half of which she couldn't even make out. Sighing and rolling her eyes she grabbed his wine glass out of his hand and stood, taking a sip.

"Hey!" Nikola protested. He stood to recapture his glass but she had moved a few paces away. "Kick a man while he's down why don't you?" He stalked over to her but she only responded by taking another sip, closing her eyes and letting the liquid swirl in her mouth, savoring the rich and complex flavors.

The act caught Nikolas attention. 'God she's sexy when she enjoys a good wine.'

Helen swallowed and opened her eyes to find Nikola standing close, watching her intently.

Helen smirked. "Now that I have your attention…" "I need you to drink this and go help Henry." She handed him another glass which he brought to his nose and took a delicate whiff.

Nikola made a face. "I don't need that. The grape is the only thing that can cure my ills."

Helen just fixed him a pointed look. "Drink it Nikola. We all know you don't take your medication when you're in one of these moods."

"Oh by moods do you mean a mind numbing depression from having been screwed… again!"

Helen huffed. "Nikola if you don't drink it and go help Henry, your chances of getting screwed anytime soon are nil."

That got Nikola's attention. "Well, if you play the naughty nurse, I might be persuaded to give Wolfboy a lesson or two in electronic theory." He stepped ridiculously close to her. "But you're going to have to find a better way to get me to take my medicine than stealing my wine."

She wanted to argue that technically it was her wine but knew that would get her nowhere. Instead she slowly slid the glass from his hand, raised it seductively to her lips. Her eyes never left his for a moment, holding a mischievous gleam therein.

She let the liquid flow into her mouth and removed the glass. She closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to his and after a moment nudging them open. He readily agreed to deepen the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Her arms snaked around his neck, both hands still holding glasses.

Their tongues caressed each others, swirling the liquid as they did. Helen pushed the majority of it into his mouth and he swallowed, breaking the kiss.

They looked at each other for a long moment before diving back in hungrily.

Nikola pulled their bodies flush and Helen dropped the glasses in favor or pulling him closer and threading her fingers through his spiky hair.

The sound of shattering glass broke them from their heated kiss.

Helen looked at him slightly sheepishly, "That stuff was vile anyway."

"How am I supposed to take my medicine now?" He purred as he leaned in to suckle at the great expanse of her neck.

Helen moaned. She was quickly losing focus and the resolve to tackle her many tasks that she had too little time for as it was.

"While I could think of a dozen or so ways…" she hissed and growled as he ghosted over his mark. "There's more upstairs."

Helen couldn't help but rake her nails across his scalp and down the back of his neck before peeling him off of her.

They were both panting, eyes glazed with unbridled need. Nikola just shot her a cocky grin. "Helen, I must admit. That is the most effective psycho therapy I have ever received. I should be depressed more often." With that he pulled her to him for another searing kiss.

Helen couldn't help but oblige and kiss him back. He was after all, an amazing kisser. The ways he could turn her on with just his tongue were countless. Eventually though, she was able to once again break free from his grasp.

"Nikola, as much as I'd love a tryst in the wine cellar…" She had to shove him back once more as he had already dismissed what she was saying and continued suckling at her neck and running his hands over every part of her he could possibly find. "Nikola!" she couldn't help the giggle that escaped at the look of his adorable pout. "I need you to go upstairs and help Henry."

Nikola pulled a face. "But, it's so much nicer down here, plenty of wine; me, you and I'm sure I could find something to tie you up with." His voice was velvet and seductive. The tone nearly worked too. Nearly.

"Please." She pleaded. "Things are moving faster than I had planned on. It won't be much longer and my plan will have to be put into action."

Despite his overwhelming desire to take her right there in the wine cellar, he sobered up at the seriousness of her words.

"Time to fill me in?" He asked hopefully. And even though he had sobered up enough to have a serious conversation, it didn't mean he was willing to relinquish his hold on her just yet. He kept their bodies pressed very close together.

Helen sighed. "I can't risk anyone knowing." "If this is to go down the way it needs to, I can't say anything until it's over." Nikola's expression soured. "Ahhh, c'mon Nikola." She said in a cheery tone. "You're a genius, I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"That doesn't make me feel any better about being left in the dark." He took a deep breath and looked her straight in the eyes. "I refuse to be mad about it though. For the second time in my long life, I am going to make a blind leap of faith and put my trust fully in you." He smiled almost sadly and rand a thumb over her cheek. "Since the first time I did that I ended up an immortal Vampire with enough time to woo you and make you mine…" he winked and Helen released a pent up breath she wasn't aware of holding. She had fully anticipated a heated argument. "I'll do whatever you ask." "But when all of... whatever this is, is over, I expect an explanation."

Helen smiled at him. "And you shall have it. Hell I'll even show you."

The lecherous glam came back to Nikolas eyes, "My dear Helen, I've already seen all of you. There's nothing left of you to hide."

Helen rolled her eyes and leaned in to kiss him, stopping millimeters away. "You insufferable Vampire. Whatever am I to do with you?" Before he could recite the ways, she cut him off with a kiss.

Pulling back she became serious yet again. "The first thing I need you to do is promise me." He looked at her quizzically. "Promise me that if I tell you to go, you will not hesitate." "I mean it. Take the catacombs to the north side of the Sanctuary. From there is a hatch in the floor. The tunnels down there are an elaborate maze, you could easily get lost. Pay attention to your surroundings and you'll know where to go." "If I can I'll meet you there." "But, if I haven't met you within 24 hours, go on without me."

"Helen." He didn't like where this was going or how it sounded.

"Just..." she was losing patience; it wasn't easy for her to think about either. "Promise me ok?"

His eyes bored into hers seeking answers, yet finding only more questions there. Finally he relented. "I promise, Ljubav." "But, if anything happens to you..."

"I know…" she said responding to his unvoiced concern.

She kissed him tenderly, pouring every ounce of affection she had for him into that kiss.

"Now off with you, we all have work to do."

Nikola rolled his eyes, "Yes dear..." he snarked as he turned to go.

All Helen could do was shake her head.

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A/N: Yeah, writers block. I know where I want this to go and half of the scenes between here and there, but having a hard time connecting them…. Oh and yeah, again, no one shot *bangs head into a wall.*