Won't Go Home Without You
Summary: Written with Maroon 5's song in mind. Set during the Emily Lake episode. The Janus Coin was destroyed, H. G Wells was gone. This left behind one very regretful and upset Myka, leaving the rest of the crew to worry about her. Would eventually lead to Bering/Wells but consist of all the other characters as well.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this characters, just playing with them in my head.
Side note: Words italicized represents lyrics/thoughts/memories. It's my first fanfic ever, so enjoy and lemme know what you think. :)
Chapter 1
I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen
And she left before I had the chance to say
The words that would mend the things that were broken
But now it's far too late she's gone away
If you truly want to protect the warehouse, you must destroy the coin.
"Mykes! Myka! " Pete called out, concern flickered on his face, briefly. "Come on, we gotta go." Pete stood by the door, waiting for Myka to grab her things.
"Uh.. Yeah, I'm coming!" Myka snapped out of her thoughts and hurried after Pete, leaving the rest of the gang at the breakfast table.
Claudia glanced at Artie, worried but Artie simply shook his head slightly as an attempt to reassure the younger agent.
Myka and Pete were assigned on a new mission, to Chicago. Artie had figured that they should return to work per normal as it would be a distraction from the recent Sykes episode. It was a close shaved as have they had not gotten to Sykes on time, the results would have been catastrophic.
"Maybe we should've gone instead" Claudia looked towards Jinksy.
"It'd be good for them and besides don't you have work to do at the warehouse?!" grumbled Artie, leaving the two agents behind to catch up with him.
"Come on Claud, nothing better than a little inventory right?" Jinksy strolled past, giving her a wink.
Rolling her eyes and sighing, she gave in and dragged herself after them, leaving a slightly amused Leena behind to clean up after them.
"Mykes, you sure you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine Pete." Myka replied, slightly annoyed.
Taking that as his cue, Pete fell silent and went on to focus at the task at hand instead.
"God, this is killing me! I wish there was something we could do, y'know?" Claudia spoke, exasperated, placing the artifact at its rightful spot.
"We just need to give her some space and be there for her, Claud" Jinksy replied softly, standing an aisle away checking inventory. A thought occurred to him.
Agent Jinks, this is highly classified and you are not to discuss or bring up this matter ever again, to anyone. Is that understood? Yes sir, he replied after receiving a rather stern look from Mrs Frederic.
Having sworn into secrecy, he shook away the thought and went back to work, while his subconscious mulled on it.
*beep beep* *beep beep* Flicking the Farnsworth open, "What?!"
"Woah, chill grumps. Just checking in, we've snagged, bagged the artifact with no problem and we're heading back"
"Good, great, uhmm.. how's Myka?" Artie mumbled.
"I can hear you Artie, and I'm fine. Seriously, you guys should stop worrying" Myka replied from across the room, again slightly annoyed. Artie winced slightly, realising that he should have checked if Myka was around.
"I'm just gonna go clean up" Myka said in Pete's direction and headed to the bathroom without waiting to see if Pete had actually heard her.
"You heard her" Pete said giving Artie a look which says he thinks otherwise.
"I think we're just gonna grab some food before heading back"
"Just get back here" Artie replied, shrugging off Pete's comment about food and closed the Farnsworth.
"Ookay… I'm starving!" Pete said to no one in particular and snap shut the Farnsworth.
"Mmm.. What's that I smell~" Pete singsonged as he walked through the front door of the b&b.
Claudia looked up at Pete from her spot, and then looked around. "Where's Myka?"
"Uh, she went back to the warehouse to keep the artifact"
"Alone? You know she's not really herself right?" Claudia asked, incredulous.
"Uh.. yeah, right, maybe I should go back and check on her" turning to leave.
"She'll be fine, Artie's still there" Jinksy called after Pete with a small smile.
Pete nodded thanks and headed straight towards the smell of dinner wafting through the air.
The thought of the destroyed coin lingered on her mind as she walked through the warehouse to keep their latest find. Her mind wandered away and she could feel the tears start to well up. Upon realising it, she stopped herself before the tears could flow.
What am I doing? The coin may be gone but she's still alive right? Living as Emily Lake, away from any danger. I should be happy for her and it's not like I can't be friends with her...Right? Besides it's obvious that the rest are worried, worried about me.
She chided herself, although deep down she knew that even if she did became friends with Emily Lake, it wouldn't be the same, for the Helena she knew is gone. Gone for good. At least that's what she thinks. Pulling herself together, she headed home after safely tucking the artifact away.
"Hey Myka, you wanna join us? We're catching the game tonight, it's gonna be fun~" Claudia asked, wriggling her eyebrows cheekily while throwing popcorn onto Pete from her cozy little spot on the couch.
"Hey, why you...little.." Pete muttered playfully while poking Claudia at her sides, trying to distract her into making room for him on the couch.
Myka grinned at the little display. "Nah, I think I'm just gonna head to bed. I'm a little tired from the mission earlier."
"Gotcha, just holler down if you change your mind and Pete will make room for ya" Claudia said, sticking her tongue out at Pete who had successfully swiped the spot on the couch next to her.
"Oh, no. You will" Pete replied, snatching the bowl of popcorn away from her.
"Have a good rest" Jinksy gave Myka a small smile while the other two continued bickering in the background.
Myka nodded and headed for the stairs.
Having survived through dinner with some sense of normalcy, Myka retreated into the comfort of her room. Sighing, she plopped down onto her bed and stared at the ceiling, trying not to think of a certain brunette and her English accent. She gave up after several minutes and decided to settle in with one of her favourite books, The Time Machine. Slowly, she lost herself in the story and eventually drifted off to sleep.
"Helena? Is that you?" She stared at the woman in front of her, shocked. "Yes, darling, I'm right here." "Yo-you cant be.." She took a hesitant step forward and slowly reached out to the woman in front of her. Feeling her whole and real, Myka swept H. G into a tight embrace. "You're here, you're real" she whispered shakily, hugging the woman tighter. "I thought you were gone, for good. I didn't know what to do, I had so much to say to you" "It's alright darling, I'm here now. You can tell me anything" Helena responded while gently stroking the still shaken woman's hair. After several moments in her embrace, Myka pulled herself away from Helena unwillingly, just enough to look her in the eyes. She contemplated for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Helena, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. You astound me and leave me breathless every time you're near me. I.." she hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I love you" she whispered, immediately darting her eyes around, afraid. "I don't want to scare you or make things difficult.." she went on immediately, not allowing the woman in front of her to respond. Helena placed a gentle finger on Myka's lips. "Hush now darling. If you'd let me.." Myka instinctively fell silent and started to look up. Helena traced Myka's lower lips and pulled her into a kiss, a slow gentle searing kiss. Myka was taken aback momentarily but instantly return the kiss. They stood there together, in each others embrace, slowly kissing and teasing while a gentle breeze blew around them. It was as if time has stopped, and nothing else mattered in the world..
She awoke with a start, staring blankly into the darkness, trying to process what had just happened before wrecking sobs engulfed her. Turning her head into her pillow, muffling her sobs, she finally let the tears flow. For all the things she wanted to say, it's far too late she's gone away.
