So this is my very first Bering and Wells fanfic, so if this first chapter is horrible, well, sorry. This story completely took a turn in a way that I did not expect, but it's just what my brain came up with, so hope you enjoy!
This hasn't been beta'd so any mistakes are mine & sorry in advance if there are any.
Please review, so I can know how to make my writing better, and just tell me if you like the story line.
And I don't own Warehouse 13, or any of the characters, or else the show wouldn't be getting cancelled.
Anyway, here you go:
It had been 4 days since the warehouse should've blown up. 4 days since Sykes was defeated by the dream team once again. Artie had let the agents all have the week off, but they ended up staying with each other at Leena's anyway. The whole experience brought everyone much closer- the older ones comforting Claudia, until finally she decided that she was going to use the metronome to bring Steve back. They all wanted to go with her, but Jane decided Claudia would take Pete, and only Pete, because she still wanted to make sure he was ok & just be near her son. So that left Myka and HG alone with Leena all day. Leena, with her special abilities to read people's auras, could see the tension and concern in both of the two women, so she suggested they go outside and enjoy some of the warmth that the sun offered.
Myka went to pull out a chair, expecting to feel the cool metal under her hand, but instead brushing against someone's hand, Helena's to be exact. Myka quickly pulled her hand away as her cheeks flushed a light shade of red. "It would appear our minds think quite in alike ways," Helena observed with a slight smile at Myka's reaction as she moved around to take the other chair at the table. "Mhm," was all Myka could manage, as her mind was now racing 100 miles a minute, reflecting on every moment that ever passed between them. She kept getting caught up on a most recent occurrence, 4 days ago, to be exact.
The moment replayed in Myka's head, as it did every morning, afternoon, and night, including in her dreams. At the same time, Helena thought back to the moment in time that changed her understanding forever.
With 56 seconds left on the timer on Sykes' bomb, Helena searched for something that would protect the person she loved the most from being blown to smithereens, and smiled when she saw the generator. None of the 3 agents were paying any attention to what she was doing, until Myka heard a spark and turned, saying Helena's name with that soft, questioning, concerned, angelic voice of hers. HG just smiled and explained what she'd done, that there was an anomaly in the system, so she was able to channel it here and create a barrier that would withstand the blast. As soon as she finished, Pete and Artie started telling her no, and she explained that the barrier had to be created. She tuned them out, only staring into the face of the one person who knew her better than anyone else. Myka just stared at Helena's face, the look of shock and sadness never going away, staying frozen there until HG mouthed something meant only for Myka. Myka gave her a small smile, understanding as always, and Helena finally felt at peace, and finally realized the importance of the smell of apples, sighing, she said "ah. I smell apples". The apple scent meant she had found her truth, just as she had when she first entered Warehouse 12, she smelled them now, looking into Myka's eyes, and prepared herself for what was coming. Only, it never came. The bomb never went off, but just sat there, blinking and beeping, until HG walked over it to it, touched it, and it powered down. The 3 agents turned to her as she just stood there, completely dumbfounded. She slowly turned them and with a wide grin, just shrugged, saying, "it would appear the bomb has been diffused." She caught Myka's eyes, still wide with shock and red from her tears, and her heart swelled. She quickly let the agents out, and Pete hugged her tightly, making Myka smile, as Artie went to figure out how in the world the bomb had just stopped so suddenly. As Pete left to go check on his mom, Helena turned slowly to face Myka, who hadn't moved from her spot inside where the barrier had been, and was met by eyes still shocked, and now filled with concern and worry and compassion, a look reserved especially for Helena. Even after all the damage HG had caused, both against the warehouse and against her own heart, Myka couldn't help the feelings she carried for the author, time-traveler, and agent. They stood like that a while, just communicating with their looks, until Claudia ran in shouting thanks that they were alright and jumping into HG's arms, giving a gigantic bear hug. At this, Myka's trance was broken when Claudia almost knocked her down as she jumped into her arms next, making Myka laugh. Helena gave Myka a small smile, conveying that she would remember what happened between them and would wait until Myka was ready to deal with this, and walked out of the room.
It took them a while to move past, you know, almost being blown up - everyone, really. And they all had just gotten back into their regular patterns and personalities again. Myka and HG still hadn't talked about what happened between them in that room, but instead had settled back into what they knew best.
The regents were debating on whether to reinstate HG as an agent, and the verdict was supposed to be decided that day. HG remembered back to something Myka had said the second time they'd met, "The jury's still out," and chuckled, remembering that face and those fun times. She wondered how things had gotten so screwed up, and remembered for the umpteenth time that it was her fault. Myka had had nothing but faith in her, and she betrayed her. It was no wonder Myka was taking so long to process what had happened- that HG actually saved the warehouse, instead of trying to destroy it and the agents associated with it. She realized Myka was probably trying to figure out if HG saved them just so she could destroy them herself, and again, felt sincerely sorry for planting that second-guessing nature inside a once so confident and sure woman. Sitting at the table on the porch, Helena noticed Myka's face- eyes staring straight ahead, signifying that she was in deep thought.
...Inside Myka's head...
God Myka what are you doing. It's been long enough already. Just get over yourself. We can just go back to normal, like we sort of have already. But I just CAN'T. God and now I'm thinking of HER again, those years ago that seem like a lifetime ago, when she approached me at Dickinson's funeral, "Myka, I CAN'T!" Even then, which seemed like a lifetime ago, I'd felt for her.. And she totally and completely used me. But even then, I hated her so much because I knew that I felt something for her, and now, I'm just plain confused. I mean, why would she save us, ME, when she just tried to kill us last year. Did she all of a sudden have a change of heart?! Ya I don't think so. I mean, it's not that I'm not grateful, because, obviously I'd be grateful to someone if they quite literally saved my life. But with Helena, I'm just so confused. When she was standing there in front of me, on the other side of that barrier, I couldn't hold my emotions back, and that's not like me. I don't even really remember what happened, just that, well, the bomb never went off, and that's something no one has figured out the reason for. Pete says he had a vibe, and that's why he hugged HG before we went into the room, but even he couldn't tell if it was good or bad. And now she's sitting right across from me and I cant even bring myself to look at her. I really have been trying hard to be professional and work with her, but now that we're alone.. people think leaving us alone together would fix whatever tension there is between us, but it just intensifies it. They all thought I should wait with her to hear the verdict on her reinstatement, and its not like I could fight them, because really, it's not all that difficult of a task. Except, it is. We shared a moment back in that room, and she's been waiting so patiently for me to talk to her, but I honestly have no idea what to say.. "um hey, HG. what did you mouth to me. and what does smelling apples mean. and also I can't get over you. I, I have these feelings for you. and I'm not sure what to do with them. because you're so- so confusing. and frustrating. but then you look at me with those eyes and you make me think I'm special to you, but I know it's not true. and-"
"Myka, it, that is the truth," says HG.
oh god. I said all that out loud?! well there goes that. so much for avoiding it.
"Myka, darling, look at me," HG speaks again, and I draw my eyes slowly up to meet her piercing dark ones. "Are you ready to talk about it?" HG asks, tentatively, and I say "well I guess I don't really have a choice," making HG chuckle. I love that smile, and her soft chuckle.
Oh lord no. Not now. I can't be feeling this while I'm talking to her.
"Myka," HG starts again, her eyes looking at me softly, "can we please talk about it?" I nod, so she continues, "thank you. Now I BELIEVE that the reason the bomb stopped was because there was only peace, which cancelled out the hatred. And when I touched the bomb, it knew that I was willing to sacrifice myself. It stopped because the hatred powering it had been overpowered by something much stronger in that room - love. But even I can't be sure what happened in that moment, but I know the course of action that I took, and I know why I did so."
"Why?! Why did you do it, Helena?! Did you want us to watch you die?! Without even saying goodbye?! You can't POSSIBLY think we'd have let you do that!" I was just so angry, but more worried than anything. "Helena," I began again, speaking more softly this time, as she had been taken aback at my abruptness, "I couldn't bear it. You were going to be blown up, right in front of my eyes, I just, we, just got you back, and you were going to sacrifice yourself to keep us safe. Us, who you tried to kill not that long ago, and they finally liked you again. And Helena, you just confuse me so much. I just know that when that happened, the worry and concern I was feeling was just like when Sam got shot. And that, it means something, something that it shouldn't." I finished. Giving her time to think about what I said, and think of a response.
But I never got one, because at that precise moment Mrs. Frederic and the regents appeared in the yard. Helena just gave me a soft smile and said "moment of truth."
So? what did you think? I know it seems kind of boring right now, but I promise you it gets better, so please leave your thoughts, opinions, comments, ideas, anything, and have a wonderful day :)