Title: After the Monsoon
Author: Whisperit
Fandom: Sanctuary
Rating: M-MA
Pairing: Helen/Charlotte, Helen/Kate
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I don't mean to cause harm, confusion or headaches. If either of the ladies this story is about would like discuss future works, you know how to get in touch with me. Also, please don't sue me…I don't do well in jail and I have no money. Void where prohibited.

"Will you stay" Charlotte tentatively asked.

"How could I refuse" Helen kissed her again, her arms wrapping protectively around the compelling virologist. Not often was Helen Magnus so physically attracted to someone in such a short amount of time. Charlotte tempted her like no one had in such a long time. Except, but no, she would not allow the growing attraction of one of her colleagues to go any further. If she did, it could quite possibly ruin a successful working relationship and conceivably lose the respect of someone she truly admired. Helen pushed the thought of the attractive younger woman from her mind and indulged in the soft body of the intriguing woman in her arms.

The ride to Charlotte's motel passed quietly, both women taking a well-deserved rest. Helen's thoughts centred on the scientist beside her. It took a brave woman to use her own body to store the dormant strain of the deadly virus. She wasn't going to concern herself too much with the possibility of the virus getting into the wrong hands, with the support of Richard Feliz, Charlotte would be well taken care of. No, what she was going to concentrate on was how lovely it was to kiss Charlotte's enticingly soft lips, how her body responded to the feel on Charlotte against her setting a coil of desire low in her belly. Helen didn't question her attraction to the beautiful woman, just her uncharacteristic acceptance of the offer to spend uncomplicated time away from the Sanctuary. She did not want to evaluate why desire was sitting so close to the surface of her emotions, having tucked that part of herself away for so long. To avoid examining her thoughts of the young woman back at the Sanctuary, Helen reached across the seat to take Charlotte's hand, the contact focusing both of their attention on the simmering desire between them. This was her chance to forget anyone and anything for a brief period of time.

When the door closed behind them, Helen took Charlotte in her arms once again and kissed her softly. The feel of Charlotte's hands as they wound their way into her hair made Helen moan out loud and she deepened the kiss, her blood pounding through her chest. When Charlotte drove her tongue into Helens mouth she growled, moulding her body to Charlottes and forcing her up against the wall. Helen's hands roamed up the side of Charlotte's body and came to rest on her upper arms. Surrounding this woman, feeling her whole body against the soft curves of her, opened her once again to memory of how it felt to arouse passion in another.

"Helen please touch me" breathed Charlotte, as she gazed openly into the other woman's piercing blue eyes,

Helen responded, her lips moving slowly along Charlotte's jaw, her teeth nipping lower, seeking the pulse at her neck. She ran her hands down Charlotte's body to grasp the edge of her top and slowly raised the shirt, exposing an expanse of firmly muscled abdomen. Helen's gaze raked over the olive skin and heat radiated out from her core, enveloping her skin. The power she felt at having this beautiful, intelligent woman crave her touch was exhilarating.

"I think it's time you took me to bed, don't you?" murmured Helen, the overwhelming desire to immerse herself in Charlotte causing legs to almost give way beneath her.

Waiting at the damaged terminal watching her plane taxi along the runway, Helen turned to Charlotte "Thank you for an intriguing interlude, I have enjoyed our time immensely"

"I'm sorry we didn't have longer together" said Charlotte, then continued.

"You took control effortlessly when those people came to rob us, it didn't seem to faze you at all and it was like I was able to trust you unconditionally" Charlotte shook her head, confusion and admiration waring it out openly in her features. "I feel like I have had only a small piece of you, and it's not enough"

"Sometimes a small piece is all we have to give" said Helen as she took Charlotte's hand.

Helen watched as Charlotte looked down and when she looked back at Helen it was with resignation

"That's true."

Helen continued to gaze at Charlotte, then, as if coming to a decision she reached into her handbag and gave Charlotte a card "if you ever need me, this is how I can be contacted."

Helen leaned in and kissed Charlotte gently on the mouth, "Goodbye" said Helen as she walked out the door towards her waiting plane.