After Helena talked me into going back to the warehouse, I started to think about her more and more during the night or anytime we weren't on a case. For months I've been having dreams about us and our past. I missed her more than anything. Sadly, I couldn't tell anyone about all of this. The Regents would make me leave because they would think I would risk my team's lives not thinking fully at the current task.
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling wondering what went wrong and if she ever did care about us. I want to think she did care…or at least cared about me. "Uhhhggg!" I rubbed my face with my hands and turned on my side. My eyes fell on the book I had been reading; The Time Machine by H.G. Wells. I let my hand rest on the book and let my thumb rub the old, leather binding. "You had a good heart and are a good person. You just had everything ripped from you."
"Myka," I jumped when I heard Claudia's voice on the other side of my door. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah." I sat up as she closed the door behind her. "Everything okay?" She just watched me as she came to sit on my bed.
"I'm not the one who we should be concerned about. You're the one who's been…off. Myka what's wrong? There's something that's been eating away at you since you came back. What is it?" I didn't say a word; my hand just twitched as it stayed on the book. "You miss her don't you?"
"I do." My voice cracked as a lump formed in my throat. "I know she tried to kill us all but…"
"You still love her." Claudia finished my sentence and I just took the book in my hands. "Claudia sighed and groaned. "I should leave right now. I really should leave right now." I looked up with confusion.
"What?" I leaned forward. "What do you know?" Claudia let her head lean on her shoulder as she looked at me. There was a mischievous glimmer in her eyes and a devilish smile on her face.
"I fixed it." I tilted my head to the side. What was she talking about? "H.G.'s time machine; I fixed it." Shock, fear, anxiety, and happiness were just a few of the emotions that cascaded through me at that moment. "And I made it more precise to the day and time."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I know you want to see her again. And see her before she became emotionally unstable. You want to see the H.G. Wells when she wrote her books. Don't lie to me Myka. I know you want to." Damn kid. She's right though. I have always wanted to see H.G. in her time of glory. "Now come on, while everyone's asleep we can go down to the warehouse and you can see her again."
"This is a bad idea. A very, very bad idea. You know that right?" In my mind I was already half way to the warehouse.
"Love makes us do stupid things."
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It didn't take us long to arrive at the warehouse and I knew my way directly to the H.G. Wells section. Before I knew H.G., I spend a lot of time in this area and even more after I met H.G. She brought me down here a few times to tell me about each item we had stored among these shelves. "How did you fix it?" Claudia and I pulled away the tarps that covered the machine.
"I got bored and wanted something to tinker with. Trust me; it was hard getting parts that worked with the parts from the 1800's. But I think I've got it working." I chuckled and threw the last tarp to the floor. "So, you want to go back to the 1800's in London?"
"Yes." Excitement and fear consumed me as I sat in the chair and put the head piece on. I watched as Claudia set the machine.
"Good luck. You have 23 hours and 19 minutes to find her." I gave her a nod and smile as she pulled down the large lever. I closed my eyes as the platform started to spin.