The mirror breaks behind you as you are pushed to the wall; but you don't care. I'll clean that up later; you think to yourself. A body is pressed against yours; dark eyes looking hungrily into yours.

You can feel her warm breath on your lips; so very close, and yet so far. You wet your lips with your tongue, sliding your hands down the soft silky skin of the woman you desire to kiss for such a long time. You close your eyes, as you hear her voice teasing...

"Do I make you nervous darling?"

"No. Nah, I'm not nervous. Why would you make me nervous? You're a part of the team now; and not evil." Claudias voice snapped Mykas eyes wide open from her day dreaming.

She looked at the spot where Claudia is standing to see a broken glass in front of her; as the redhead tried to pick up the shattered pieces on a file.

Myka was holding her tea cup close to her body and observing the interaction between the inventor and the tech from the couch she was siting on. I should stop daydreaming so much; next time I might burn myself with this. Even though, I rather wish to burn myself with those lips of hers. If its even possible her eyes opened wider then before as she caught herself thinking about Helena. Again! I really need to stop thinking about her so much. What is with me?! I'm acting like a pre-teen with a crush. Snap out if it Myka!

"Artie? Good...morning. Good morning Artie." It was so obvious that the tech was nervous around H.G.; but honestly, who could blame her. Everyone seemed a bit on the edge around her.

"Hello Artie." The Brit spoke; but to no ones surprise; Artie ignored her completely.

"Myka. Join us; now." he put down the files looking anywhere but the woman siting behind the table. "Wheres Pete?" He tossed the files around to everyone; even Claudia; but not to H.G.

"Its his day off. Remember?" Claudia snapped the file that was supposed to be for Pete and passed it to H.G. She smiled shyly at her and opened the file.

Myka set down next to Helena and opened her own file; looking sideways at the beautiful brunette.

She will deny it, if anyone catches her doing it, but she has her eyes on her most of the time, when the raven haired beauty is anywhere near her. Its been over a week since Helena rejoined the warehouse, and Myka is happy about it, she truly is. The only thing that is bothering Myka is that she went from a perfectly functional agent to being a complete klutz. She gets tongue tangled every time Helena talks directly to her; God forbid the women accidentally touches her; Myka would need days to get back to her old self. She still isn't over the fact that she went and hugged the older women as she was reinstated back. It was a stupidly idiotic thing to do; but it felt so right.

Myka had a big, bad-ass, puppy love kind of crush on the new agent, and if she doesn't snap out of it soon it will be more then obvious to everyone else around her; including H.G. And that is not something Myka would want to happen. Why not? Well, other then the fact that H.G. was the "father" of science fiction, she was also one of the most beautiful women Myka had ever laid eyes on. Chances are for them to happen pretty close to zero.

Myka knew that she was good looking, and she had her charms on people. Sam loved her for a reason. But Helena? Helena is something entirely else, someone way out of her league. That's what Myka thought. Now all that she had left was daydreaming and hopefully one day soon, calling the woman that was siting next to her, her friend.

As if on cue, Helena turned her head slightly to the side, noticing eyes on her; and smiled at the blushing agent that was caught red-handed staring at her.

Why does the earth never open when you need to crawl into a hole. Damn it Myka, you stupid idiot!

"Now go, and don't come back without the artifact. And you Claudia, fix the lights in the bronze sector. I have a meeting with the Regents." Arties voice was heard as some distant sound around her, as she saw the man walk out of the B&B.

"You've been avoiding me." The accusation came out of nowhere and Myka jumped around where she was standing by her bed. The raven haired women closed the door behind her, and leaned back onto it.

She was right. Myka was avoiding her. Well, at least she was trying to.

The whole "snag, bag and tag" mission took most of their day; and in all that time Myka only spoke to H.G. when it was about the artifact. No small talk in between, no chit chat. Nothing. Not even a word. The ride back was uncomfortably silent for both of them, as H.G. chose not to try and start a conversation with the younger agent, as she seemed to be too focused on the road. The only time she spoke in the car was when she told Helena that she would leave her at the B&B and go back to the warehouse and finish the paper work for the artifact. Helena would have protested, but chose not to.

Myka hoped that by the time she came back, everyone would be asleep. The B&B seemed awfully quiet and she was grateful for that. She knew she was giving H.G. the cold shoulder, and it wasn't fair to the other women, but she had to do something to keep her head cool. She was afraid of how much she already liked the inventor, even though she knew her for such a short time.

"H.G.? What are you still doing up this late?" I hoped you were asleep already.

Myka shifted her weight from one foot to another, then chose to just sit on the bed, couse the exhaustion of the day was getting the better of her. Helena walked across the room to the window and looked out of it, before she turned back around, looking at the siting woman that was taking of her shoes and avoiding to look at her. She had to find out why Myka was acting so strangely.

"Truthfully I was awaiting for your arrival. Myka, you and I must talk." She shoved her hands in her pockets and looked down onto the floor, suddenly feeling nervous for some reason.

Strange, she thought. Myka looked up at her, finally making eye contact.

"Talk? Now? can't this wait till tomorrow? It's been a long day, and I..."

"No." Helena straightened her posture as the look of surprise was cough on Mykas face.

"No?"

"No. Myka, I have been living and working with you for over a week now, since I've been back as an agent, and in all this time it seems like you keep avoiding me..."

"I'm not avoiding you." That was a lie and Myka knew she was a terrible liar.

"Bollocks! You are avoiding me; you barely even talk to me. I feel like I talked to you more before I was reinstated back." She walked over to her and sat by her side on the bed.

"Myka, believe me when I say, I am truly, profoundly grateful that you have managed to convince the Regents to take me back. And for some reason I thought that you were equally as glad about it."

"I am. Believe me, I'm happy about you being here." This time Myka didn't lie.

"I am trying to believe you. But your words and your actions speak two completely different stories. Have I done something that offended you? If I have then I am truly..."

"I like you Helena." Mykas words cut her off and H.G. turned her head slightly to look at the agent by her side. Myka was looking down at the floor, fiddling with her hands.

"I like you as well Myka. I have considered you a friend since the first day and..." This time Mykas laughter cut her mid speech and she looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face.

"No, that's not..." it's now or never Bering. "What I mean is that I likeyou Helena."

Reviews and comments are welcome. How do y'all like the story so far? Its my first try to write Bering and Wells, so...I do what I can.