Title: The Myka Solution
Author: Valeoftheanduin
Pairing: Myka/H G
Rating T
Disclaimer: I own nothing, therefore I am sad and jealous and have decided to steal these characters for a little bit – please don't sue me …...?
Helena G Wells was frustrated, in fact she was beyond frustrated. Had she not been a proper victorian Lady she would have said she was pissed, livid even, but proper victorian Ladies did not get pissed, and they certainly were never livid.
It had been 3 months since the Regents had agreed to reunite Emily Lake with the Janus Coin, and reinstate H G Wells as a full Warehouse agent. Myka had even been the one to place the coin into her hand. The first one to hug her as her memories of her true self returned, tears of happiness glistening in her eyes as she started rambling about some pocket watch of Arthur's that had enabled her and Agent Lattimer to turn back time and save her, Agent Jinks, Mrs Frederic and the Warehouse. Myka had even been the first one to slap her, telling her through her now falling tears, that she was overjoyed to see her again, but that she had better not get any more ideas about nobly dying to save everyone else. That she could not watch her die again, even if that sacrafice had been the reason for her reinstatement.
Even in her frustration Helena smiled fondly remembering that first hug. She had been hugged repeatedly that day, told how great it was to see her again by all the Agents, even Arthur, and by Leena. Trailer had sloppily licked her face and barked happily, and Mrs Fredric had even patted her shoulder and said "Welcome home Agent Wells." But no hug, no moment since she had awoken again had been as sweet or as special as that first tight, teary hug that Myka had given her, small slap included.
Helena G Wells was a woman who was used to getting what she wanted, and since she had returned to her proper self she had decided that what she wanted most in this world was one Agent Myka Bering.
Having listened to repeatedly ever growing, and therefore most likely exaggerated, tales from Agents Donovan and Lattimer of her extremely noble almost death in agreeing to destroy the Janus Coin, and actual death in shielding Myka and Agents Lattimer and Nielsen from Sykes' bomb Helena had decided that life was indeed too short and completley unpredictable. She did not have time for Agent Bering to eventually realise that she wanted H.G. Wells – she needed her to realise that right now! In fact this was where her frustration was steeming from. Over the past 3 months she had blatantly flirted with Myka, she had invaded her personal space, always patting a knee, rubbing her back, initiating constant hugs, pushing an errant hair behind her ear, even going as far as to stroke a finger lightly down her lovely porcelain neck on a few occasions. And yet the beautiful American agent seemed completley unaware of what Helena was trying to tell her. Of course she could never actually come straight out and ask Myka to be hers forever, or even just ask her out on a date – it wasn't proper for a Lady to have to ask such a thing, and Helena was nothing if not a proper English Lady. No Myka would just have to, what was it that Agent Lattimer kept saying... ah yes, Myka would just have to 'buy a clue', and quickly! Except as highly intelligent, and observant as Agent Bering was she could not seem to see what was staring her in the face. It was all really rather frustrating actually!
Helena was convinced that these 'clues' of Agent Lattimer's could not be overly dear – hadn't America just gone through a major recession! Myka had a steady well paying job in a time where many people were still struggling, and she never seemed to spend her earnings on anything other than the occasional book, or treat for Pete the ferret. Maybe she had Scottish heritage – that would certainly explain the cheapness... Bloody hell! Helena would happily buy one of these 'clues' for her if Agent Lattimer would just tell her where to get them from.
No clearly Agent Bering was dropped on the head as a baby – it really was the only explanation.
Helena G Wells was frustrated. She was being denied something by the one person who had the power to give it to her, and Helena G Wells was not the sort of woman that should ever be denied anything! After 3 months of complete and utter frustration Helena had come to the conclusion that the only solution to her problem was to "borrow" one of the Warehouses' artifacts and use it on the beguilingly unaware Agent Bering. Helena was sure that Agent Neilsen would not have a problem with this course of action – yes it was a little unorthodox, but really it was for the greater good. Afterall a frustrated, agitated, grumpy H.G. Wells was exactly what the world did not need. No Helena thought, finally smiling to herself, this really was the best solution.
TBC...