So obviously I could not remember the name Adam gave the 'holocity' and likewise renamed it (under-cities). This is my take on what the under-cities could be-as I said no inside information. If anything else happens to be different from this week's show then fine, otherwise I would be copywriting. Please r&r,

FOR FANS AND SCI-FI!

Chapter two

She sat in the chair opposite him. "Well, so, there forth…" he rambled on until she spoke.

"I called you here to inquire your knowledge of the holo-cities and of Adam."

"Ah…is there any specific information you need?" John uncrossed his legs and leaned his elbows onto his knees.

"Not at this moment, would you kindly continue?" Helen sipped her wine while she waited for response.

"Yes of course. The under-cities are home to the dead. Once you reside in the under-cities…escape is nearly impossible."

Helen's brow furrowed. "You have been there, haven't you?"

John grunted, "Indeed I have. The under-cities are incredibly addictive. Once there, you will not want to leave. I spent over a century there."

"Is she there?" Helen clenched her jaw.

"I cannot give you a solid answer. The probability is high; however finding her will be difficult." Helen started to speak; John raised his hand to stop her. "Indeed your father is there. Last time I ran into Gregory he tried to kill me."

She nodded, "How did you manage to escape?"

"Adam showed me a way out. There is a possibility the exit I used has since been destroyed."

Helen grinned hopefully. "Very well John, we shall leave as soon as possible."

Helen packed a duffle bag. No more than a small duffle, she remembered John saying, make sure you pack well. Time goes much faster in the under-cities. A day here is equivalent to a week there. She sighed; perhaps this mission shall go smoothly.

She did her rounds through the Sanctuary. On her way out Helen made the dreaded phone call to Will. "Hello," he grumbled.

"Hello Will, how are you holding up?"

He snorted, "Have you ever been forced to bust tables?"

Helen shook her head, "No Will, I was calling to tell you that John is taking me to the under-cities. It may be a while before we're back."

"Alright," Will sighed, "Tell Druitt to play nice."

Helen smirked, "Goodbye Will." She hung the phone up and met John at the front door.

"I'm going to teleport us to the Thames." She nodded.

She watched as he walked up and down the banks of the river. "John, would you please hurry?"

He narrowed his eyes as he stripped down to his boxers. "I'm going for a swim, I shall return momentarily." Helen watched as he dove into the Thames. The water was clouded and it prevented her from tracking John as he swam. Five minutes later there was still no sign of him. God damn it John, not again.

She jumped as he popped up out of the water. "Helen, kindly remove your clothes and join me."

Helen looked appalled, "How dare you!"

John shook his head, "The entrance is under the water. Anything you bring will be soaked."

Helen nodded, "Very well, may I still bring my duffle?" John nodded and shut his eyes as Helen undressed herself. She slid into the water next to him. "Kindly lead the way,"

John submerged and took hold of Helen's hand as she did the same. He pulled her toward the entrance and pushed her through first. Helen fell hard to the floor after dropping five feet. She turned over only to have John fall right on top of her.

"Sorry love," he rolled off her.

Helen stood cold and nearly naked. "Is there any place warm we can go?" John stood and took her hand then teleported them to a Victorian style mansion. "Is this where you live when you are here?"

John nodded, "There should be dry clothes in the dresser."

Helen pulled out a pair of men's jeans and an oversized tee-shirt. Oh, bloody hell… She uncomfortably dressed and turned back to John. He walked past her and dressed himself. Helen made her way to the window. "Holy shit," she stepped back and landed in John's warm embrace.

Before her stood a highly advanced city, it was built from technology that was unknown to modern earthlings. She turned to face John, "This is incredible. Those creatures Henry called aliens, they live here?"

"Indeed," John leaned past her. "It is past curfew, get some sleep, I will wake you in the morning."

Helen shook her head. "I can't sleep John. Would you perhaps join me?" He took her into his embrace and nodded. "Oh John, I'm scared. What if something's happened to her?"

John smiled, "Ashley's fine." He took Helen by the hand, laid her in bed and tucked her in. He walked around to the other side of the bed and spooned up against Helen. He draped his arm over her waist.

Helen abruptly sat up, "John you need to know…this changes nothing."

Sorry if it's short (and almost completely original). There will be more-probably tomorrow. Please r&r and this weekend tell me who wins

BJ