Title: Sometimes
Fandom: Sanctuary
Pairing: Helen/Kate
Disclaimer: Sanctuary is certainly not mine; I'm just borrowing the characters Helen and Kate for a little bit.
A/N # 1- Let's pretend the whole silly Kate/Will thing did not happen.
A/N # 2- This just kind of just popped into my head and I'll continue it regardless for my own entertainment as there are not nearly enough fics about these two, but I would love to hear what anybody who takes the time to read it thinks. So please comment-good or bad!
"You're quite beautiful." Helen said simply, looking directly at her virtually naked companion, casually wiping her brow with the back of her hand. They were both stripped down to their underwear already and the temperature was still rising at an acutely uncomfortable rate. The sealed shipping crate they were stuck in was currently sitting in the baking Arizona autumn late afternoon sun. Helen's watch told her it was close to dusk and she knew the heat would soon relent only to be replaced by the desert's chilly night.
Kate looked over at her boss a little startled before rolling her eyes, "The heat's getting to you Magnus."
Helen chuckled heartily at the cynical but not surprising response from the smaller woman.
Kate studied the other woman carefully for a moment seriously growing concerned that the she had succumbed to a bit of heat stroke. The volume of her apparent amusement over Kate's deadpan response surprised the younger woman. However, upon further investigation of the expression on Helen's face, she got the distinct impression her friend was not suffering the effects of their confined overheated surroundings. What she found in Helen's stare instead made her lower belly twitch a little. Standing suddenly she slowly paced to the other side of the box.
"Why do you do that?" Helen asked sincerely curious.
"What?" Kate asked her in a tone more exasperated than she meant it to come out. Forcing herself to get a grip she sat back on the floor, this time her back to the opposite wall. Having intended to have moved a safer distance from the other woman's prying eyes, now she realized all she had accomplished was to sweat more with her efforts and now be forced to look straight into her boss' eyes. She became abruptly uncomfortable at the continuing hawk like gaze from Magnus. God, she's beautiful…she was shocked at herself with the sudden thought penetrating her normally trusty personal armor. She couldn't help it though with most of Helen's smooth pink skin and soft womanly curves on such open display.
"Why do you dismiss any kind of compliment anyone may give you with a sardonic remark?" Helen inquired.
Kate sighed deeply looking down at her lap. "Look Helen that's nice of you to say and I know I ain't exactly hard to look at but you don't have to do that."
"Do what?" Helen asked genuinely confused as she slid slowly across the floor on her butt moving closer to the other woman. She smiled when Kate looked up at her and then in either direction to find that she had very little space left within to retreat and then back at the other woman once again a little nervously.
"You don't have to try to make me feel better or reassure me or whatever. I'm fine…I know Will, Henry and the Big Guy will find us." She declared trying to sound more confident than she was before repeating in a slightly less certain voice, almost as if trying to convince herself, "I'm fine."
Helen watched her carefully as she closed the distance between them so she was sitting just in front of her. The darker woman's skin seemed a little red and there were rivulets of perspiration steadily running down her face. "Are you?" She asked softly, an anxious and worried look on her face. She felt the other woman stiffen for just a moment when she placed her hand over Kate's own, that rested on her knee.
Kate closed her eyes laughing a little at the realization that it might be her that the heat was getting to. "Sorry," She smiled, feeling a little stupid as she took a deep cleansing breathe. "Yeah I'll be fine."
"That wasn't my question." Helen specified looking down slightly trying to catch her eye, she grinned at the confused look on the adorably downturned face.
Furrowing her brow she hesitated for a moment before growing more concerned for her own lucidity. "Ah yeah it was…you were checking to see if I was alright, no?"
"Yes." Helen agreed. "Not if you will be OK. Are you alright now? I think it's a foregone conclusion in your mind that you will be fine, that you always end up fine. But how are you, right now, at this moment?"
Kate looked over at the older woman as if she had two heads. "Really? Now? You're gonna psycho-analyze me now?"
"Have you got anything better for me to do?" Helen's lips quirked up teasingly and she squeezed the other woman's hand gently. "You're right though."
"About," Kate prompted amused.
"That they will come for us of course," Helen smiled.
"Oh," Kate pouted pointedly.
"What did you think I meant?" Helen asked a little worried.
"That I was right about not being hard to look at." Kate smirked egotistically, trying to lighten the mood.
Helen met her eyes head on with a mischievous twinkle in her own. "You were right about that too." She winked enjoying the surprised look on the younger woman's face as it reddened more with an obvious blush, clearly not expecting her boss's equally bold response.
Kate forced herself to hold Helen's gaze for a moment as if trying to figure something out and then shaking her head at her own silly thought. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were flirting with me."
Helen lifted a single eyebrow smiling, "What makes you think I'm not?"
"Well there's that whole you being a wise old supernatural being thing and what not." She said as if reciting the natural order of things with her rational tone, "And I'm-well…" She smiled glancing down at her lap embarrassed "I'm not."
Helen studied Kate's expression carefully for a moment, fully aware of the insecurity coming off the younger woman in waves, before she used her other hand to reach over and place her fingers beneath Kate's chin. She let them rest there for a moment just rubbing lightly, not forcing it, allowing Kate to look up at her in her own time.
"Kate, there are very few individuals like myself and if I were to rely on them for my sole interaction in this arena… or anything else for that matter I would be a very lonely woman." Helen explained honestly.
Kate snorted nervously at this before she forced her eyes up to meet Helen's her hand automatically turning over to grasp the one resting on hers. "Ya know you're kinda sexy for a woman who's over a hundred years old."
"It's been said." Helen smirked back at the darker woman.
"So how are we going to deal with this? What are we going to do?" Kate asked her face turning earnest as she looked around at their bleak surroundings before glancing back to meet Helen's laughing eyes. "Ah…I meant-I mean the stuck in the crate in the desert situation." She hastily added.
Helen noted the trepidation in the other's voice. Impulsively she leaned forward cupping her cheek and pressing her lips against the younger woman's for a brief kiss. "I suppose we'll have to entertain ourselves until the Calvary arrives." She whispered her lips bumping the other woman's on every syllable, thrilled that Kate didn't pull away.
Kate was paralyzed. She couldn't believe this was happening. The first time she had met Helen Magnus, despite the circumstances, she knew she was attracted to her. She was beautiful, smart, kind…to say nothing of the whole sexy thing. She had only one concern as she felt herself hesitantly begin to return the feather light kisses...would this be happening if they didn't happen to be caught up in this life and death situation alone together. You're always caught up in a life and death situation, Forrester, She chastised herself bitterly.
"Would you like me to stop?" Helen asked between soft kisses, eyeing the other woman carefully as she felt her tense a little.
Kate's eyes fluttered open in alarm. "No!" She said a little too urgently against the other woman's mouth. She didn't care if this was reassurance, pity or about to die lust, she just wanted to feel the beautiful brunette's lips moving against her own. Reaching behind the older woman's head with her free hand, the other still holding Helen's hand on her knee, she pulled her lips down harder to her own.
Helen sighed as she felt the other woman's lips part slightly and her tongue trace the line between her own lips. She quickly responded parting her own lips inviting Kate in.
Kate was desperately trying to not tremble with fear and desire as she slid her tongue into Magnus' mouth. She couldn't stop the groan that started low in her chest as their tongue's met and massaged each other in the moist warm cavern of Helen's mouth. When she felt the other woman release her hand and move hers up the younger woman's outer thigh and then around her hip to her lower back. Then it was joined by the other that had been caressing her cheek as Helen wrapped her arms around the other woman to pull her into a very warm embrace…and the heat was not just the result of their stifling surroundings.
Kate unfolded her legs placing one on either side of Helen's body as she allowed herself to be drawn in closer until she felt their breasts, just covered in the thin material of their bras, brushing against one another. "Mmmmm…" Helen moaned happily at the way the smaller woman repositioned her body, allowing herself to be tugged in nearer to the other woman until their bodies were pressed against each other as tightly as possible in their current position.
The kiss broke with both of them gasping for oxygen, but it was Kate who recovered first, placing soft open mouthed kisses along Helen's strong jaw line until her mouth was brushing against her ear. "You're a good kisser lady."
Helen shuddered at the feel of Kate's hot breath on her sensitive ear. "You're not so bad yourself," She murmured tilting her head as she felt the younger woman's tongue slip down her neck. "That's- Oh!"
Kate smiled against her baby soft skin at the base of the brunette's neck, "You like that?"
"Mmmm…yes," Helen tried to pull the other woman impossibly closer to her. "Very much so,"
The low clearly wanting tone of the other woman urged her on as she pressed the tip of her tongue to Helen's pulse that was rapidly speeding up. Then she closed her lips over that wonderfully soft spot on her throat and began to suckle. She was gentle at first, but when she felt the other woman shaking at her efforts she was unable to stop herself from sucking harder, suddenly needing to mark the other woman in some way. This was all just too surprising and unexpected and she felt the need to make it more real, prove to herself this was really happening.
Both women suddenly jerked apart when they heard the loud electric buzzing sound of a saw against metal. A few seconds later a square panel of about four feet by four feet from the side of the crate fell to the ground inside and Henry and Will's grinning faces were peering in from the outside. Kate sighed in part with relief, but a bigger part in frustration.
Helen looked over at the boys and then grinned a little sheepishly back at the woman with the beautiful raven hair slicked back with perspiration. "See you were right about the boys coming for us."
"Yeah great," Kate muttered standing to follow Magnus over to the exit. Perfect timing as usual, she thought annoyed as she first helped Helen crawl through the opening and then grabbing their discarded clothes and exited herself.
Will and Henry made casual conversation as they graciously turned their backs so the women could get dressed. Helen watched the younger woman concerned as she avoided her eyes dressing as quickly as possible. She wanted to wrap her arms around her-say something to reassure but she knew that wasn't possible. Not here and now with their current audience. She settled for reaching out silently to brush a stray lock of hair out of her face. Kate grudgingly met her eyes and nodded, though her expression was unreadable. Helen watched her finish tying her boots and turn on her heel toward the small sanctuary chopper that the caveman was piloting.
Helen sighed, maddened, she had finally gotten up the nerve to approach the younger woman she was so drawn to only to have it interrupted by what seemed to be their everyday insanity. Bullocks, she thought following the others to the small aircraft lost in her own thoughts.
TBC