A/N: They are 28 years old here. Helga ran off shortly after graduation. I'll give you the first hint that depression is a bear to deal with, and something sets her off to truly run off. Anyhow she has been a flight attendant since she has been 19 years old, and the only two people in the world who know this is Phoebe and Olga. Those are the only two people who she has kept in communication with since she has been gone. Anything else will be answered eventually.
Also I will warn you that there might be some slow updates.
Already in her young life she had traveled to and from the U.S, Internationally. To people she didn't know and met in bars, she told them she had a jet setting lifestyle. She never slept in the same place twice. She never met the same people twice. She was always on the move. Most people she told this to were envious of her, while some seemed a bit sad.
To Helga, she didn't care. This lifestyle suited her just fine for now.
Sure she had to deal with the occasional piece of scum, but given her past where she often had to deal with types like Wolfgang, it was easy. She dealt with it all with ease. She gave people their disgusting carted food. She gave them their varied drinks. She had to do instructions before the flight on where the exits were in case of an emergency.
Something she only had to deal with once or twice. Not like it truly mattered to her. What she hated was how her feet felt after a long flight.
This was the deal of becoming a Flight Attendant.
Sure it wasn't something she ever dreamt of when she was younger, but when you wanted to leave the place you lived due to family. Also some other factors she hardly bothered to think about, Helga made a jump to this. This had her feeling almost immediately like a robot at times. She didn't want to get attached to anyone at all. To get attached will mean your heart will be broken.
"So Helga, you finally taking the day off?" Came her co-worker beside her.
It was actually known that Helga really didn't take a day off unless she really wanted to sleep in for a couple of days. Still, Helga just turned her head towards her brunette companion. "Nope. I will next week. I hear that my alarm is in need of sleep finally."
Her co-worker giggled at the silly little joke. "Really? I have to replace mines. I actually flung it across the room before I got up."
Helga almost felt jealous. "Hmm. Remind me to get you a bow and arrow to see what you can really do next time."
"Yeah really."
Really the crew she worked with was pretty chill. No one was annoying. Everyone usually had strange sense of humors that even she had problems getting a hold of. Still as crews went, Helga didn't want it to change.
XX
Arriving home in her lonely, but spacious studio apartment located in Santa Monica, Helga brought her carry-on in. She sighed as she looked outside in the darkness before closing her curtains. She loved the people she rented the place from. A kindly couple who seemed to enjoy the perks of having a quiet tenant whom always paid her rent on time.
Wandering into her bathroom she decided to have a nice long soak in it.
After, Helga went to crawl into her boyfriend. A nice little queen sized bed that she slept comfortably in. With a smile on her face, Helga fell asleep. No dreams that she could recall. Just a nice night of not waking up until her alarm went off, and off she went again.
XX
After parking her car and getting herself in, Helga made her usual rounds till she was interrupted by her phone vibrating. Two people in this entire planet would know her number to call her, so now it was her job to guess who it was. She knew it wasn't, Phoebe. That girl knew her schedule seeing that she didn't want to bother her in case she was in the middle of her flight. So this had to leave, Olga. The only family member who wanted to talk to her.
"Hey Olga. I'm about to have passengers loaded up on this plane for a flight to Australia. Whatcha need?" Helga asked as she ducked into the back.
"Hello Baby Sis. I'm sorry to call you when you are working, but I wanted to see how you are. I've missed seeing you." Olga whined out.
Smiling, Helga couldn't fault her sister's whiny voice. At least she was the only one who wanted to take the time to speak to her. At least she didn't get upset at her for not seeing her wedding invitation sixteen months ago. As for her parents, it was full scale Armageddon. Helga was on back to back flights, and once she finally made it home she came home too late to see the invitation. Olga was understanding and even sent her a video of it so she can view it. It wasn't the same, but at least Olga didn't give her a guilt trip.
"Well I actually missed seeing you. How is Jason doing?" Helga wondered about her Brother-in-law.
Olga smiled on the other end. "He is so sweet. He says that we should kidnap you to make you stay here in Alaska for a few days."
Laughing at that prospect, Helga started getting ready some things back there. "Oh that sounds like a plan. Tell him I'm on board with that. Just try to catch me."
"Also that mama moose has a new baby moose. He is so cute how he frolics in the backyard while his mama feeds. You would love it."
As she continued to speak in detail about the family, Helga began to feel a little saddened at how distant she became from even her own sister. She wasn't nine years old anymore. She wasn't running away from her. Olga always listened to her now. Olga gave her everything she wanted, and here she was going off to another country temporarily.
Her eyes became half lidded until she checked the time to see that they needed to bring the passengers on board. Of course she had to go up there. "Hey Olga, I hate to do this, but I need to hang up. We are letting the passengers on. I really need to score you and Jason tickets so hopefully you can fly on the same airlines I'm working. Maybe I can spoil you both."
"Don't worry about me, Baby Sis. Worry about yourself. Also remember that I love you and you can call me at any time." Olga told her encouragingly.
"Thanks Olga." After a few more words, Helga hung up and turned her phone off.
Taking a few deep breaths in and out, Helga went up front to help let the animals in.
Phoebe tapped the side of her face almost too gingerly. Her focus was outside the window at the moment. The people walking up and down the sidewalks. Cars driving. She swore she can feel and touch every bit of emotion out there. It seemed with her growing up with, Helga made her more of an empath than anyone realized. That girl was incredibly passionate. Even when Helga was hiding her emotions, she truly wasn't. Why? Because there was a slight tremor to Helga that was mostly undetectable unless you knew what it was.
And Phoebe knew what it was.
She knew that Helga should be in Australia at this present moment given the time frame. She knew that Helga would still keep her phone off just so she can eat before sleeping. That girl refused to have any other life. She didn't want a man in her life. She refused to have a fling. Thankfully. Still, Helga ran away from home as soon as news was made worse for her.
Phoebe pursed her lips as she decided to just text her friend. Let her call her when she was able to.
P: We need to talk. Call me back.
That will guarantee that Helga will avoid talking to her for a little while longer. Helga hated being lectured.
"Hey Babe. What's the haps?"
Looking up as her fiance entered her office, Phoebe stood up to kiss him. "Work and trying to contact an old friend."
Gerald understood as he frowned. "Have you told her we are getting married yet?"
"Not yet. She is always busy." Phoebe informed him as she picked up her purse.
"You never told me what she does for a living. Why not?" The constant mystery of what Helga does had been surrounding all of them. Even Rhonda couldn't locate the girl.
Sucking her lips in for just a brief moment, Phoebe felt bad about this. "I promised I wouldn't tell. I'm sorry, Gerald. She isn't ready. She just wanted to disappear."
While he had an inkling why she wanted to leave Hillwood, Gerald refused to stop for good reason. "I won't pressure you, but you know why I'm interested in knowing this."
Letting out a huge cleansing breath, Phoebe nodded her head. "I understand completely. Still she has to be ready to do this herself. All I can do is say it to her."
