Author's note: This chapter is rated M so if you don't like to read about two woman making love you can stop reading now. I do not own any rights to these characters nor the song. Once again a HUGE thank you to Eridani Moon, my friend and beta without whom I couldn't publish my stories. A big thank you to ms17thst too, she constantly encourages me and she writes wonderful stories, check them out! Please review!

Confession

Myka had had the feeling that Claudia wanted to ask her something for a few days now. The young woman would come up to her, open her mouth to say something and then would end up talking about trivial stuff. Myka hoped that nothing was amiss in her young friend's life, but she preferred to let her friend come to her instead of questioning her. On Friday morning, Myka was enjoying her coffee in the living room, looking at a squirrel in the garden, when Claudia plopped herself on the couch next to her.

Clearing her throat as she toyed with a frayed thread on a throw pillow, the younger woman said, "So here it is. Dwayne has this friend that he plays music with. This friend just got dumped by his stupid girlfriend and now he's convinced that all women are the same. Do you… Well, do you think you could go for a drink with him tonight and make him realize we're not all bitches?"

Myka took a sip of coffee. Here we go; she was getting set up on a blind date by a friend who thought it was so sad and pathetic that she was single. Truth be told, she didn't mind being single; less trouble that way. No arguments about the toilet seat or the toilet paper roll, no need to explain where she went because of work, and no need to lie. Of course, it also meant waking up alone every morning, no breakfast in bed, no talking about literature until 2 AM and then falling asleep in each other's arms either. But most important of all, being single meant not seeing the person you love getting killed in front of your eyes. Sighing, Myka weighed the situation. She didn't want to go on a date but she didn't want to disappoint her friend either.
"Why me?" she finally asked quietly. "Aren't I a little old for this friend of yours?"
"Come on Myka, you're not that old!" Blushing gently, Claudia confessed, "Besides, Henry is closer to your age than mine."
Crap! There went argument one. Scrambling for an excuse Myka tried again, "I think you should ask HG. She's far more interesting and sophisticated than I am. She would be the perfect woman to convince your friend that we can be smart, sexy and sassy… Without being bitches."
Claudia chuckled. "Come on Myka, HG will eat him alive! Besides, I'm taking her to see Titanic at the theatre tonight."
Surprised, Myka raised an eyebrow."You are going to see Titanic? With HG? I thought you hated that movie, what with it being girly and cheesy and all."
Claudia blushed a little more. "I know but she asked and I thought it would be nice to do something together. You know, get to know each other a little better. Trying to grow past the whole 'she's-the-villain-who-wants-to-end-the-world' thing."
"We've talked about this, Claud." Narrowing her eyes dangerously, Myka defended, "HG has paid for her crimes; she has suffered and now she's on the healing path."
Claudia held her hands up in a defensive manner, replying, "I know! And I want to help her get better by helping her catch up with everything she missed while she was bronzed… As I should have done the first time she came back."
Myka smiled. "That's very nice of you."
Claudia brightened, "Thank you… So will you go out with Henry?"
Myka took the time to finish her coffee before answering carefully, "I'm not really into blind dates, Claudia. I'm sorry."
She started to get up but Claudia stopped her with a hand on her arm. "It's not a blind date, I swear." The other woman's dark eyes silently pleaded with her as she added, "Just a drink and talk. I don't expect you two to start dating or anything. We just want Henry to realize that there are better women than Sharon. And ultimately for him to stop bitching about her. It would make our music practices a lot more enjoyable… Please, Myka? I'm asking you this as a personal favour."
Myka sighed. One drink didn't really imply anything from her, and she could always leave if it were too hideous… "Alright, tell him to meet me at Lily's Café, tonight at 8."
"Lily's?" Rolling her eyes, Claudia whined, "Come on Myka, at least meet him at the Raccoon! It will be more fun."
Myka glared at her friend. "Lily's Café or no date. At least I'll get a good meal out of it that way."
Claudia sighed. "Fine. I'll tell him to meet you at boring Lily's Café tonight at 8."
Biting back a snort of laughter, Myka replied, "It's not boring; you love their snickerdoodles and their homemade version of Oreo cookies."

Claudia shrugged. "I know, but it doesn't feel like a nice enough place for a d... non-date."

"Exactly, a non-date, so Lily's is perfect for a non-date." Raising a curious eyebrow, Myka questioned, "Besides, where did Henry met Sharon?"

Dropping her eyes, Claudia mumbled, "In a bar."

Nodding in satisfaction, Myka said, "So meeting him in a café proves that not all women are the same. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Well... yeah, but..." Shrugging, the other woman added, "I just thought…"

"No buts Claudia." Meeting her companion's eyes, the elder agent stated, "These are my terms and if you don't want to accept them; fine, I'll spend my evening with Dickens."

"Okay! Okay! I accept your conditions." Forcing a smile onto her face, Claudia repeated, "Lily's café at 8 tonight."

Myka rose from the couch and started to leave, but came back with a frown on her face. "Hey, Claud? How am I going to recognize him?"

Smiling, Claudia replied, "Oh, he likes to dress like James Dean. You know; white t-shirt, jeans and an old leather bomber-style jacket."

"Right." Continuing to frown, Myka then asked, "And how will he recognize me?"

"Easy!" Claudia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "You'll be wearing that nice little blue dress you bought for your high school reunion."

If Myka hadn't been totally awake at that point, the jolt of adrenaline at Claudia's words did the trick. "Oh no! No, no, no! You can just forget about that. I'm not going to wear that dress for a non-date at Lily's!"

"Oh come on Myka!" Crossing her arms over her chest, Claudia demanded, "Wasn't it you who told Leena just the other day that you wanted to give your dresses away because you never had any occasions to wear them to anymore? Now you have one!"

Myka wanted to protest but Artie had finally arrived and was ready to start the day. Sighing, she dropped into her chair at the table and silently acknowledged that she'd just been manipulated masterfully. Whether she wanted to or not, she was going on a date that night.

At 7:50 PM that night, Myka entered Lily's Café, wearing the blue dress covered by a white, long-sleeved sweater. It was the only compromise she had managed to achieve with Claudia. The café's manager and owner, Josie, welcomed her with a warm smile.

"Myka! Hi!" Brushing a kiss on the other woman's cheek, Josie said, "I'm happy to see you. Claudia called and told me everything. So… I'll just show you to your table and take care of everything, okay?"

Myka was immediately nervous. What had Claudia done? Clearing her throat, she quietly asked, "What has she told you exactly?"

Smiling knowingly, Josie replied, "That you were meeting a friend of hers for a drink, but you were expecting to have a good meal too. She told me it was a non-date and I wasn't to do anything special."

Myka relaxed and smiled at the young woman. She didn't know why she was so nervous about this whole non-date thing. Josie led her to a quiet table and Myka sat gingerly on the chair.

Handing Myka a menu, Josie asked, "Jeff is giving Lily her bath upstairs; would you like to see her before she goes to bed?"

Brightening at the prospect of seeing the child, Myka replied, "You're sure you don't mind?"

"Of course not!" Waving her hand in a dismissing manner, Josie added, "She'll be very happy to see you."

Josie's three year old daughter Lily had adored Myka since she had first walked in the café to get some cookies for Pete and never missed a chance to chat with her idol. A few minutes later, the little brown haired tornado ran down the stairs from the apartment and leaped into Myka's arms.

"Myka!" Happy laughter filled the café, drawing the eyes of the few remaining patrons as she little girl added, "You's came to see me!"

Myka smiled at the little girl, hugging her adoringly. "I did! I wanted to see you before you went to bed."

Glancing around, Lily frowned, demanding, "Where is Pete? And Claudia? And the other lady?"

"Well Pete is in Philadelphia with Steve, and Claudia went to see a movie." Chewing her bottom lip, Myka questioned, "And which other lady are you talking about? Leena?"

Shaking her head, Lily declared, "No! The pretty lady who talks funny! The Plum Fairy."

Sudden understanding filled Myka. Brushing Lily's hair back, she said, "Oh, you mean Helena! She's with Claudia."

The little girl looked disappointed, her lower lip pouting as she asked, "Will you bring her with you next time? She promised to bring me a pot full of pink Jelly Beans."

"She did? Well, I'll be sure to remind her when I see her." Myka said in a serious tone. Then, seeing that Josie making a sign that it was getting late, Myka gently unhooked the little arms from around her waist, adding. "I think it's time for you to go to bed honey. I promise I'll come back in a few days with Helena and your Jelly Beans."

Lily pouted. "Will you tell me a bedtime story?"

"Lily!" chastised her mother. "Myka is waiting for her friend, and she can't tell you a bedtime story tonight."

The little girl turned her supplicating eyes on her mother, begging, "Please?"

"I said no sweetie," replied Josie with a frown. "Besides, I think daddy is waiting for you to finish his dragon story."

Lily stomped her foot and whined, "But I want the story of the princess in the mirror, or the story of when the fairy makes the princess fly, or-or the story when the fairy sends the princess and the knight in the past to get a special magic wand!"

Myka blushed. Some of the storylines sounded very familiar.

Josie shook her head, replying, "I'm sorry sweetie, mommy doesn't know those stories. Ask daddy."

Tears filled the child's eyes as she sobbed, "But he doesn't know them!"

Josie glanced at Myka in confusion as she inquired, "Well, who does?"

"The Plum Fairy!" Lily's face lit up as she held her hands together and all but screamed, "She knows the story of the princess in the mirror and the flying princess and the magic wand!"

Josie finally understood what her daughter was talking about. Smiling, she gently asked, "Is that what you do every week when Helena comes here? She tells you stories?"

The little girl nodded and Myka was surprised. "Helena comes here every week?"

"Yeah. She gave me a great recipe for plum pudding; from her grand-mother I think, and she tries to come every week to have a piece of it with Lily." Josie's eyes grew wistful as she added, "She calls it my hour of freedom. I leave Felicia to run things down here and I go upstairs to take a nap with Jeff."

Myka raised an eyebrow and smirked. "A nap?"

Josie blushed. "A grown up nap."

Merriment danced in Myka's eyes as she offered, "Uh huh."

"Don't 'uh huh' me, Miss Bering!" Smacking playfully at Myka with a hand towel, Josie stated, "Now, I have a daughter to put to bed while you wait for Prince Charming."

Prince Charming… Ah, hell! Myka groaned and started looking for Henry amongst the customers of the café as Josie led her daughter upstairs. There were a few people in the café but none of the men resembled the man Claudia had described. Crossing her arms, she sat back to wait, promising herself that she was going to try to enjoy her non-date…

Glancing at her watch, Myka saw that it was now 8:23 PM and she was boiling. Literally and figuratively. The café was very warm, so Myka removed her sweater to cool off a little. She was getting more annoyed by the minute at her late date. She hated people who were late. She was debating whether to go back to Leena's, nuke something in the microwave and curl up on her bed with Dickens and a book; or stay there, enjoy a nice meal and then go home, or even to the late night showing of the movies, when the bell on the café's door rang. Glancing up to see if it was Henry, Myka was very surprised to see Helena being greeted by Josie, who pointed out Myka's table. Helena looked surprised to see Myka as well and smiled at her before she approached her table.

Pausing behind the empty chair, the other woman cheerfully offered, "Hello Myka!"

"Helena!" Studying the other woman with a curious expression, Myka asked, "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to the movies with Claudia?"

Helena sighed. "So did I, but apparently I don't have power over young love, and when Dwayne called while we were waiting to get our tickets…Well, our young friend decided she preferred to spend her Friday night with him instead of me. So I decided to walk here and indulge myself into a nice piece of plum pudding before going back to the B&B. What about you? I thought you were on a romantic outing with Claudia's friend?"

"It was not a romantic outing, it was a non-date." Playing with her unused silverware, Myka muttered, "And apparently he stood me up."

Helena pulled the chair opposite Myka and sat. "Maybe he's just running late. Do you mind if I wait with you? I promise to go as soon as he arrives."

"Sure, I could use the company… Especially from the Plum Fairy," Myka said with a smirk.

Helena was taken aback, but smiled at her friend. "So you've found out my little secret."

"I have." Smiling softly as she thought of Lily's enthusiasm, she added, "And I think it's very sweet of you to do that."

"Oh it's nothing, I'm glad I can help." A sad smile crossed Helena's lips as she added, "And Lily is a very nice little girl."

"She is." Nodding at the other woman's words, Myka brightened, adding, "She wanted me to remind you, that you had promised her a pot of pink Jelly Beans and she expects to get them soon."

"Bloody hell, they've been in my room for two weeks now and I keep forgetting to bring them." Sighing in frustration, Helena question, "Could you remind me to bring them tomorrow? Or they're likely to sit there for another two weeks!"

Smiling, Myka replied, "Sure."

The two started talking about nothing and everything; from Dickens' latest antics, to his namesakes' books. At one point, Josie came by with two plates of steak, with baked potatoes and salad, saying she wanted to add the dish to her menu and she needed someone to test it. The girls happily dug in and began discussing the latest science fiction thriller; comparing it to Helena's own work. Time flew by and soon Myka was enjoying a large Americano with an extra shot and room, while Helena was having a cup of Earl Grey with a piece of plum pudding.

Moaning, Helena stated, "Hum... this is divine! Myka you have to try it."

Helena cut a chunk of the pudding and fed it to Myka who took it willingly. It really was good!

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she murmured, "Mmmmm... Is it... brandy that I taste?"

Nodding slightly, Helena cut off another bite as she answered, "Yes, aged brandy that I brought from Europe last time we went."

Myka smiled at her and Helena knew it was time to take the plunge. Carefully setting her fork on the edge of her plate, she ventured, "Myka, do you believe in second chances?"

Myka thought for a moment before answering. "I think I do. Of course it depends of the circumstances, but most of the time, yeah I believe in second chances. Why?

Cautiously meeting the other woman's eyes, Helena quietly asked, "Do you think... we... could have a second chance?"

Myka was startled. "We?"

Dropping her eyes, Helena played with the utensil as she offered, "I have a confession to make. The date with Henry was a setup. I asked Claudia to do this because I wanted to spend the evening with you and I wasn't sure you would accept, so… I came up with this idea."

Myka's anger spiked as she snarled, "So you played me… Again? You used me to get what you wanted?" Hurt and disgust filled her face as she growled, "I should have known it was too much of a coincidence that you pop by when I get stood up. God, you're so infuriating!"

Rising to leave, she hit the table, spilling her coffee on her dress. Growling and near tears, she went to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

Helena was a bit stunned. She had expected a reaction from Myka but not this one. She debated between leaving everything and going back to Leena's to hide in her room, or going after the woman she couldn't live without anymore.

Josie, who had seen everything from afar, took the decision for her.

"What are you doing?" hissed the other woman. Indicating the direction Myka had disappeared to, she ordered, "Go after her and tell her how you feel!"

Helena jumped to her feet and ran to the bathroom where Myka was trying to dry her dress. Helena made sure the stalls were empty then she locked the door and put herself in front of it.

"What are you doing?" hissed Myka.

Helena met her eyes and stated, "We're not leaving until you hear me out."

Myka crossed her arms on her chest and glared at Helena. "Fine. Say what you have to say so I can get the hell out of here."

"I love you." Seeing the shock on the other woman's face, and not wanting to give her a chance to respond, Helena rushed on. "I wanted to spend the evening with you because I'm in love with you. I think I fell for you the first time we met in London but I only realized it when you asked me to kill you. I couldn't do it because I love you. When I was in my limbo prison, all I could think of was how I hurt you and that you would never forgive me. You can't imagine how excruciating it was afterwards; to be able to see you, but not to touch you? It nearly killed me Myka. When I finally came back for good, you put distance between us and I respected it. But when I saw you after you got stuck in the bathroom, I knew I couldn't let you go. I want to be with you... if you'll have me for your companion."

Myka wanted to stay angry at Helena, but how could she after hearing that? To be honest, she had spent a wonderful evening with the other woman, and she wasn't that angry that Helena had tricked her into this dinner. It was time to be honest with herself and Helena. Taking a deep breath, she confided, "I put distance between us because you hurt me so badly in the past, I didn't want to risk being hurt again. At first I thought you didn't feel anything for me, that you only used me to get to Warehouse 2. But when you were the same way even in limbo, I knew you really had feelings for me and it scared me. Not because you're a woman, or because you're the famous HG Wells, but because of the power you have over me. You made me lie to Artie; forcing me to leave my job and my friends; but most of all, you made me doubt myself… And I hate doubting myself. Tonight… Yeah, you tricked me. You tricked me into the most interesting evening I've had in a long time and I think it's time for me to try to be happy… Happy, with you."

As she spoke, Myka moved closer to Helena. By the end of her speech, they were only inches apart, their breaths mixing. They stared at each other intensely for a moment before Myka closed her eyes and placed her trembling lips on Helena's. Helena closed her eyes with a sigh and allowed herself be overwhelmed by the sensation of finally kissing the lips she'd been dreaming about for months. Groaning as her body began to tingle; Myka pressed herself against Helena, trying to melt into her. She jolted as she felt Helena's hands on her waist, slowly moving down to her buttocks; and with a sigh, allowed her hands to drift from Helena's shoulders. Her right hand found its way to Helena's side, skimming along the edge of her shirt before darting under to brush the smooth skin beneath.

Feeling encouraged as the other woman moaned into her mouth, Myka slid the rest of her hand under her shirt and upwards to cup Helena's lace-covered breast. Helena let out a moan as Myka touched her, relishing the human contact. It had been too long since someone, anyone, had touched her like this, and she never wanted it to end. Still kissing, she slowly pulled Myka's dress up until it was bunched around her waist and then traced her elegant fingers along the elastic of the material keeping her from her treasure. Groaning in frustration, she moved her hands further south; the cotton of Myka's panties feeling soft under her fingers as she took the time to map the rounded swells of Myka's rear. Myka had slipped her fingers underneath the lace of the bra and was now softly caressing Helena's nipple into a tight button, sending electric shocks between Helena's legs and drawing a sharp gasp from the Brit. Smiling wickedly against Myka's lips, Helena moved her hand inside the other woman's cotton panties and was about to touch her Holy Grail from behind when someone knocked at the door, jolting them both.

"Guys?" Josie's tone was tentative as she knocked again, calling, "Are you in there? I really hate to interrupt you, but I have to close the place. Please, ahh… Please come out with your clothes on."

Both women had frozen when they'd heard the knock. Slowly, they retracted their hands and stopped kissing. Grinning, they devoured each other with their eyes while rearranging their clothes and wiping smeared lipstick. Just as they started out of the bathroom Helena pushed Myka against the wall and whispered in her ear, "I will know and worship every inch of your skin before the night is over." Then she pushed away from a stunned Myka, unlocking and opening the door, before sashaying out of the bathroom. Fuzzy-headed, Myka took a deep breath and counted to ten in her head before slowly following her future lover.

Helena had put her jacket on and was paying Josie for the meals when Myka reappeared. She went to get her sweater and her purse and exited the restaurant without a word; waving goodbye to Josie as she passed the café owner. Watching Myka go, the manager stopped Helena before she left and curiously asked, "Did the plan backfire on us? Is Myka mad?"

"I'm not sure." Smiling encouragingly, Helena patted her friend on the shoulder and added, "I'll come by tomorrow and let you know how it went."

Helena left the café and went to the parking lot where she found Myka waiting behind the wheel of her SUV. Feeling bold and hoping Myka hadn't changed her mind, Helena opened the door to the back seat, and slid in behind the driver. Myka didn't say a word and started the engine, pulling out onto the road that led to the B&B. They had only been on the road for a few minutes when Helena suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt and scooted forward, leaning over the driver's seat. She delicately tugged at the straps of Myka's dress; allowing them to slide from her shoulders onto her arms, and then slipped both hands inside the dress to caress her breasts. Myka moaned, her eyes drifting shut before flying open as she gasped and slammed on the brakes when she almost ran into a car coming the other way.

Glancing at her would-be lover, she hissed, "My God! Don't do that while I'm driving! You almost got us killed!"

Helena chuckled and removed her hands but stayed close to the driver's seat, nibbling on Myka's ear and whispering what she intended to do to her when they got home. When they finally arrived at the B&B, Myka was about to explode. The exited the car and Myka pushed Helena against the vehicle, capturing her lips with her own. She was hungry for this woman who had spent the seemingly endless trip from the cafe trying to drive her crazy. Locked in a passionate kiss for several minutes; their hands roaming each other's body, both jumped when a car passed in the street and honked at them, Helena regained enough of her senses to realize this wasn't the best place to have her wicked way with Myka.

With great effort she managed to whisper between kisses, "Myka...mmmm... darling... although this is nice... I think... oh! We should... Oh yes, darling! We should go… go inside..." Laughing softly as Myka glanced up with unfocused eyes, Helena questioned, "Your room... or mine?"

Frowning as she tried to form a coherent thought, Myka answered, "Which… Whichever...is closer..."

Pulling each other from their kisses, they linked hands and slowly made their way inside. The B&B was quiet with Pete and Steve in Philadelphia, Artie at the Warehouse, Claudia out and Leena away to see some relatives. Unbelievably, they had the place to themselves. Myka jumped on Helena the second the door was closed and started attacking her clothes. She untucked Helena's white shirt from her jeans and began unbuttoning it from the bottom, revealing Helena's stomach and her black lace-covered breasts one button at a time. She took a moment to drink in the sight of the woman in front of her, biting her bottom lip as a new wave of desire washed over her.

Helena was stunning. That was the only word for her. From the long legs still encased in denim to the mischievous smile playing about her lips and the sparkling dark eyes, the Brit was absolutely stunning. The sight of the other woman's nearly naked chest accentuated Myka's desire and she grabbed the shirt to bring Helena closer to her. Helena kissed her; wrapping her arms around her and slowly leading her to her bedroom. Once inside, Myka lost all restraint; ripping Helena's shirt from her body before attacking her belt buckle.

"I want you", she growled.

Nodding shakily, Helena whispered, "Take me. Make me yours."

Myka unbuttoned Helena's jeans and slid them down her legs, helping her out of them before guiding her to the bed where she paused. Helena noticed and looked at her. Unease filled her as she whispered, "Myka?"

Nibbling her lower lip as she studied the bed, Myka asked, "Shouldn't we turn down the bed?"

Laughing merrily, Helena simply replied, "Later darling."

Helena captured her lips and Myka forgot all about turning down the bed. Instead, she gently pushed Helena down onto it. Helena let herself fall but brought Myka on top of her in the same move. She wanted nothing more than to give Myka a great deal of pleasure and take her to unknown places, but since she wanted Myka to be completely at ease with their first time, Helena chose to let her lead. It was hard for her to be the receiver and restrain herself from taking control, but for Myka she was willing to do anything.

Myka unhooked Helena's bra and let it slide from her arms before tossing it to the floor. Helena's heavy breasts were a welcome sight and Myka smiled. She began to caress them, being careful not to touch the nipples until she had Helena begging. Smiling as the Brit began to plead for her touch, Myka caressed both nipples with her thumbnails, making slight movements with her fingers until they drew into tight nubs and Helena was shaking from the stimulation. She felt the tension growing between her legs and when Myka started going faster, Helena gave into the pleasure; riding the wave until she exploded, moaning Myka's name as she came.

Gazing up through unfocused eyes, Helena could see that Myka had a pleased smile on her face, while she was panting. Swallowing against the dryness in her throat, Helena gasped, "That was..."

When she couldn't find the words, Myka suggested, "Long overdue?"

Nodding weakly, Helena replied, "Years in the making!"

Myka chuckled and leaned closer, nibbling Helena's lips as she murmured, "We're not done yet."

Helena's eyes grew large, her accent becoming crisp as she teased, "Oh you have no idea my darling. I intend to have you beg for my touch."

Grinning wickedly, Myka straddled her legs, retorting, "You'd need to get the upper hand for that and that's not gonna happen."

Grinning, Helena winked and said, "Just give me a moment to regain my strength and I promise you, I'll make you beg."

Shaking her head, Myka took possession of her lovers' mouth again and started caressing Helena's now over-sensitive breasts. Helena moaned and reached to pull up Myka's dress again, cursing as it bunched beneath the other woman's breasts. Growling, she allowed the dress to fall back down, caressing Myka's thighs, her buttocks and up her back to take care of the zipper. She pulled at the bodice of the dress, sliding it forward on Myka's arms and was pleased that her fingers encountered only silky soft skin and no bra. Myka hurried to get rid of her dress; yanking it over her head and tossing it to join the other clothes on the floor. Both women were now only wearing their panties but that, too, was about to change.

Myka caressed Helena's stomach, her fingers sliding over the faint stretch marks barely visible to the eye but recognizable to the touch. She slid her fingers underneath the waistband of Helena's panties and slid them down her legs. Myka deepened the kiss and Helena let her legs fall slightly apart, allowing Myka passage to the treasure inside. Her hand shaking, Myka softly touched the moist curls and soft skin; gently teasing the erect clitoris before plunging a finger inside Helena. Helena's eyes widened as she gasped and moaned as Myka started moving her hand. Myka moved her finger faster and then added another finger, her thumb playing with Helena's clitoris, leaving Helena unable to concentrate on anything but the sensations between her legs. When Myka bent and took a nipple in her mouth, her tongue playing on the sensitive skin, Helena climaxed once more, screaming her lover's name at the top of her lungs.

Myka left her fingers inside her lover as the other woman slowly regained her senses; gently nibbling on her ear as she murmured to Helena. When she felt the muscles finally relax, she slowly removed her fingers; dragging the wet appendages over Helena's still throbbing clit, drawing another gasp from her. Helena dragged her eyes open and looked at Myka with raw desire. Before she realized what had happened, Myka found herself on her back, with Helena straddling her legs. Tensing, she cried, "Whoa!"

Helena gave her a wicked smile. "My turn to have fun with you, Darling."

Helena captured Myka's lips and stretched herself out on top of her. They remained locked in a passionate embrace for several minutes before Helena scooted upwards to straddle Myka's waist, placing her sex directly on Myka's. The thin cotton panties between them were already soaked with Myka's desire, increasing Helena's own passion. Helena started caressing Myka's breasts; playing with the nipples and making them rock hard. Then she drew one into her mouth, using her tongue and teeth to make Myka moan and gasp. After several long minutes, she repeated her actions on the other nipple and chuckled as Myka grew more vocal.

Winking at her lover, Helena slowly lowered herself, kissing her way down Myka's body. She took away the last barrier between her and her goal and tossed it on the floor. After all this time, she was finally going to have Myka Bering to herself. Helena placed a line of kisses just above the curls, smelling the desire on her lover. She arranged Myka's legs to have the best display possible of the delicate flower between her legs, and then gently touched the moist skin, teasing at the entrance but not entering just yet. She caressed the inner thighs then came back to the folds, this time entering to the first knuckle of her middle finger and putting a slight pressure inside. She then replaced her finger with her tongue, going as deep as she could and licking the blessed honey. Myka was going wild beneath her, screaming and moaning at the foreign but oh so wonderful sensations. When Helena stopped and pulled away from her, Myka let out a furious growl and found Helena looking up at her with a satisfied smile on her lips. Raising that aristocratic eyebrow, she taunted, "Patience, my darling. I never rush when I eat."

Myka blushed furiously and Helena's happy laughter filled the room. Trailing her fingers along Myka's toes, she started caressing the other woman's legs, up to her knees and then back down to her feet, which she took the time to massage tenderly. Myka had come down from her pleasure high and was truly appreciating the foot massage, but it wasn't what she wanted from Helena. She wanted to beg to be touched where she needed it the most, but she didn't want to give that satisfaction to Helena, so she elected to touch her own breasts, hoping to get release. Helena saw her and stopped her massage with a softly uttered, "Darling, if you don't need me I could always go to my room and leave you alone."

Myka took her hands away, smiling sheepishly. The women stared at each other for a moment before Helena asked "Is there something you want, darling?"

Myka caved in and begged "Yes! I want you Helena! Take me, please! I need you so much!"

Helena was very pleased with herself and chose to indulge her partner. She could always play with her lover later. She propped Myka's legs strategically then lay between them on her stomach. This time she zeroed on the object of her desire and took Myka's clitoris between her lips, gently sucking on it and playing it with her tongue. Myka yelped, then screamed at the sensations that shot through her womanhood. Grinning, Helena plunged two fingers into her and Myka almost lost it right there. Helena began moving her fingers quickly back and forth within her channel and Myka stopped thinking altogether. She focused on the pleasure that was growing with in her, causing her to shake and pant, thrusting her hips wildly as she clutched the comforter beneath her. A wave started somewhere deep inside, rising and ebbing; growing and growing until it erupted and Myka screamed. Helena kept her fingers moving, riding with Myka on the pleasure wave until the other woman was sobbing. When the tremors finally eased, Helena turned her hand and delved further inside to touch the one point she knew would send Myka over the edge once more. When Myka let out a powerful scream and tears began to stream from her eyes, Helena knew she had found what she had been looking for. She started massaging the spot, applying various amounts of pressure to it until Myka was panting and screaming; begging her lover for release. Helena took the erect bundle of nerves between her lips once more and coordinated her efforts to generate as much pleasure as she could. Within minutes Myka's screams escalated and she came, screaming Helena's name before her eyes rolled back in her head and everything went black.

When Myka awakened with a frighten cry, she was shivering from the cold and the room was pitch black. She reached to turn on her bedside lamp only to find that it didn't work. Fighting off her confusion, Myka rolled out of bed and stumbled across the room to turn on the ceiling light. A frown filled her face as she found Helena curled in on herself on the bed, shaking. Myka rushed to her side, whispering, "Helena?"

Myka touched her shoulder slightly but the other woman didn't react. Concerned, Myka went to get the blanket that was on the armchair and placed it over Helena before climbing in the bed and under the blanket; spooning behind Helena to share her warmth. It took Helena a long time to stop shivering and finally relax. Myka slowly stroked her hair, patiently waiting for her lover to offer an explanation.

Helena's tone was soft as she said, "The... the light went out about the same time you did. I... I thought I was back in the bronze. That everything that had just happened had been in my head. I panicked. The mind is a powerful thing, Myka. I… I haven't been able to sleep in a dark room for years. You probably think this is ridiculous, a grown up woman who can't be in a dark room without freaking out, but that's how it is."

Myka snuggled closer. "I know what I'm about to say sounds extremely cheesy, but what you said made me think of a song and I want you to hear it."

She slid out of bed, padded barefoot to her stereo and placed a CD in it. She selected the song she wanted and the soft music soon filled the air. Returning to the bed, she cuddled Helena while she listened to the lyrics.

"If you can't sleep

I'll be there in your dreams

I'll be there in your dreams

If you can't sleep at all
And in your dreams

I'll touch your cheek

And lay my head on your shoulder

Goodbye shadows Goodbye shadows

You're far away

If you can't see my face if the world is cold

but the sun shines the same

Shut your eyes

There are bluer skies

for your embrace to my heart

Goodbye shadows Goodbye shadows

If you can't sleep

I'll be there in your dreams

I'll be there in your dreams

If you can't sleep at all
And in your dreams

I'll touch your cheek

And lay my head on your shoulder"

During the song, Myka had placed her head on Helena's shoulder and caressed her cheek, whispering, "We all have our fears Helena. I just dreamed that you had been killed by Sykes and I couldn't bear the pain of losing you. I wanted you to hear this song because I want to say something to you… Let me be your light, Helena. I'll guide you through the darkness. I'll always be with you. If you'll have me."

Helena untangled herself from Myka, rose to a sitting position and turned around to face her; winding her arms and legs around her lover. Looking at the woman she loved, she stated "I'll always have you." She sealed her promise with a kiss and then drew Myka down to the bed. Wrapping her arms around the woman she'd loved for so long, she kissed the other woman's lips and then tucked her face into the crook of Myka's shoulder. A happy silence filled the house as both woman drifted to sleep in each other's arms at 2AM.

Author's note 2: The song is If You Can't Sleep by She & Him check it out it's really good!