How could she do that?
Where did she find the courage?
How could she sacrifice herself?
Why did she do it?
Why didn't she create the force field around the bomb instead of us?
Those are just some if the questions swimming around in Myka, Pete and Arties minds as the look upon the devastation that Sykes has wrought on the Warehouse. The Warehouse a sanctuary for the objects of time long past, a place where items are kept safe from the rest of humanity, away from people who would use them against others for good or evil, no matter the intent.
As Pete and Artie took in the remaining fragments that made up the once great Warehouse, Myka stood staring at the last place she saw the one person who held her heart. The one person who made her heart flutter her body set a light with heat at one glance, a smile come unchecked to her face at her wonder of technology and literature of the modern age. Silent tears ran down Mykas face at the knowledge that she would never see Helena again.
Shock rooted Myka in place as she stared at the last place Helena stood alive, breathing and smelling apples for the first time in over a hundred years. Myka never noticed Pete and Artie's conversation.
"That was his plan to, destroy the entire Warehouse…. We lost Artie….We Lost"
"Not Yet"
Mykas mind kept going over and over trying to figure out Helena's reasoning, trying to find that tiny piece of information that would give her the reason why. She kept running through all the conversations they had ever had, before she reached the one thing, the one person that Helena missed ardently since the day they were taken so violently away from her.
Christina.
Of course all Helena wanted to do since the day she was taken away from her was to see her child again, that need had nearly driven her to catapult the world into another ice age, had made her make a time machine to try and rewrite time. Every move she had made since being de-bronzed was to bring her one step closer to Christina.
Mykas mind ran in overdrive trying to work out where she had found her sudden nobility streak, sacrificing herself for them, however every time she kept coming back to Christina the child who held her Mothers so fiercely, that Helena given up everything she had come to know in the past 2 years for a chance to be with her again.
Christina.
Christina.
Christina.
Was the only thing that was running through Myka's mind as Pete tried to get her to move away from her position and out of the destroyed Warehouse.
In the past 20 minutes Myka's heart had gone from being whole again, knowing that Helena was on their side again, to being ripped into shreds far worse than it had ever been after Sam's death. As Pete gently steered her around the smouldering remains of artefacts Myka blurted out.
"I never told her."
"Told who what Mykes?"
"Helena, I never told her that I loved her." She whispered as her body started to shake with sobs.
Stopping Pete pulled Myka into his arms and rocked gently, letting her know she wasn't alone and that there are people out there who loved her and would support in the time to come.
"Sssshh, she knew Myka, she knew." Pete said as even heavier sobs ripped through Myka's chest and out her mouth. "She knew and you know that she loved you too. So hold on to that Mykes."