( Quick word here.. spoilers from season 2!!!)

Two Words. One Name…

That's what had started it all. Or not a 'what' so much as a 'who'. His name, none other than the infamous half vampire—wait.. I mean magnet.. Nikola Tesla.

For over a hundred years I have lived and yet it never has ceased to amaze me in all my years that his sarcastic, intuitive, and sexy ( who would have thought.. me, Helen Magnus, falling for Nikola) charm has never gotten old. I lost him for almost 60 years, and then he came back. But never again I am going to loose him.. not again.

Little Did I know.. I was pretty soon.


Earlier that night

"A toast to the last of the vampires, who are now extinct." As we both took a sip of our wine. " You do have to admit, vampires are pretty cool." Nikola said.

"Amen to that." I replied. And with that we both sat down our wine glasses on the coffee table, but something unexpected happened… the metal tray that was on the table.. connected to Nikola's hand as if he were a magnet? That couldn't be.. he was.. mortal? He lost his vampirism.. then he said," I'll take it." And with that we both smiled.


It was little moments like that—that had gotten me into this.. fantasy of falling in love with Nikola. Now I knew I couldn't allow that to happen. He might have stolen a couple of pecks on the lips.. but that didn't mean anything much. Or rather until that one night in the catacombs under Rome he told me he loved me. God forbid—I've fallen in love with him too.. but he can't know that.. no. not ever.

"Magnus?" asked Will, disrupting me from my thoughts.

"Yes, Will?"

" Are you alright, you seem a bit out of it today. What's wrong?"

" Nothing Will, I am fine." I put on a fake smile and he left.

Bloody Hell… I wish that were the truth. And to make It worse.. the man of the minute walked in. He looked good.. and I mean really sexy. Black dress pants, crisp black button down shirt, and a blood red tie. Yet, that's not important. My heart fluttered at the thought of him. I became self-aware of what had happened. He can hear my hea—wait.. no he can't!

He sat down next to me on the couch.. a bit closer then normally. It was not akward, nor was it out of closeness. He was unreadable.

"Helen, we need to talk about this.."

"About what Nikola?"

" You and me."

" There is NO YOU AND ME!! THERE NEVER BLOODY WAS!"

"Your joking right?"

"Bloody hell Nikola, I would rather date Druitt rather then you, you're a bloody vampire who might at any second kill me.. you don't love me.. you.. love my blood." I held back my tears, I knew that was an absolute lie, for one, he was not even a vampire anymore. I can't do this.

" Alright then, I'll just be leaving. See you in another couple hundred years."

As soon as he left, I knew I had made a big mistake. I couldn't let him out of my life again.. I needed him. I don't think Will, nor Henry could help me if I lose him. I took off running, as fast as I could. I had just made it to the gate, when he stopped. It was raining, and above you could barely see the moon. He me. It was in that minute the world stopped. It might have been -12 degrees Celsius, or a bomb could have exploded right next to us. It didn't matter that we were sopping wet, standing in the rain. It only mattered.. that we were together. And with that, we walked back up to the Sanctuary hand in hand—I could feel eyes staring at us, but it didn't matter. Not anymore. I've waited 175 years for this. Now its my time—to shine.

A/N: I don't own any of these characters. This is my first fan fiction, so please be nice, and sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes. I have read countless fan fictions for Nikola/Helen, but I decided to make my contribution. Please Review and Comment.

Thanks—also, the song for this chapter, was Into Dust by Mazzy Star.