Author's Note: I've always liked the movie Waterworld...

Formless Trust

Breathing out a soft sigh, Helen watched as the Mariner taught Enola how to swim in the water. The sun shone down upon the two individuals in the water as Enola's laughter filled the air. Enola's laughter was like music to Helen's ears and it almost made her smile, but she didn't. She wanted to, but found it difficult because she was in too much shock at the fact that the Mariner was actually teaching her 'daughter' how to swim.

Running a hand through her now short hair, Helen decided to just sit down and enjoy the scene of Enola having fun swimming in the water and being taught by the Mariner. It was still strange to see this though, but she still could not smile at it.

Helen was a little apprehensive.

She thought the Mariner was very dangerous. He did throw Enola off of the boat for no reason whatsoever and he cut their hair too! Helen actually had liked her long hair and found her now short hair to be boring and unusual. Enola looked very different without her long hair and Helen missed it.

"See? It's not so hard once you try," Helen could hear the Mariner comment from within the water. "You're doing it all by yourself now."

Enola giggled again, actually swimming on her own this time in the water, which surprised Helen even more. She was actually doing it all by herself without any help from the Mariner. A gleeful expression dressed the little girl's face as she swam around, proud and vivacious.

Helen's gaze moved to the Mariner again, watching him. She was astonished to see that he was now staring straight at her now instead of looking over Enola. His expression was incredibly untellable and his eyes showed no emotion whatsoever. Helen couldn't tell what he was thinking and she hoped he couldn't do the same with her. However, for some reason, it seemed as if he could see right through her.

Helen looked at Enola again instead so she wouldn't have to watch the Mariner stare at her. She folded her arms over her chest and sighed, shaking her head.

"You look like you want to join us."

Helen's eyes snapped back to the man, startled. Was he talking to her? Of course he was. Who else would he be talking to? He couldn't have been talking to Enola.

"What?" She found herself saying.

"You look like you want to join us." The male repeated nonchalantly as Enola swam around him giggling.

Did she really appear that way? "No…I don't." Helen muttered, shrugging.

"Should."

Helen bit her lower lip, trying to come to a decision. It wouldn't hurt just to join them in the water, right? Plus, she could keep a closer eye on her 'daughter'. Helen still didn't trust the Mariner at all.

"Fine." Helen dived into the water and then swam over to them. The Mariner was staring at her again for some unfathomable reason and she tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.

Helen stared back at him, unblinking as she treaded water.

Maybe she could allow herself to trust him?