A/N I added a little fluff to the last chapter. Seeing as it was Valentine's Day.
And now, back to our regularly scheduled program.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of SyFy.
Amanda stood at the foot of the bed, hating herself for what she was about to do. She had never seen Myka so relaxed, serene and almost peaceful as she stared at the skip. Myka's arm was wrapped around Helena's waist. 'The big spoon, go figure,' Amanda whispered to herself.
Okay, just like a band-aide, make it fast, Amanda thought, as she ripped the blanket off the sleeping pair. "Rise and shine you two," Amanda said. Letting out a grateful breath that the pair were fully clothed.
"What the HELL!" Myka yelled. Feeling Helena jump out of bed.
"Umm...yes, thank you Amanda, for that pleasant wake up call," the Brit snarked, running her fingers through her hair as she tried to focus on her surroundings. "Now, if you two will excuse me, I am in need of your facilities," Helena said in a soft tone. She gave Amanda a small nod, heading to bathroom.
Amanda spun around to face Myka, a sly grin growing on her face. "Well, guess I am not the only one to have gotten their 'groove' on last night." Amanda said in her best mock Pete voice.
"Not funny, Amanda" Myka said, as she reached for her glasses on the night stand. "And, for the record, we did not do anything, except sleep, fully clothed." Myka said as she stood up. "We were too drunk to do much of anything."
Amanda eyed the empty bottle on the table. "Yeah, must of been one hell of a night for you two," Amanda said. Pointing to the bruise on Myka's neck. "Did you finally talk about everything?"
Myka started to blush as she ran her fingers over her neck, feeling the heat from Helena's mark.
"Myka, might I have a word with you?" Helena said as she came back into the room. Smiling at the first, "It's good to see you again Amanda. How is that husband of yours?"
Amanda picked up on Helena's hint. "He is good. I think I will go call him," Amanda said, picking up her cell phone as she headed to the bathroom. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do" Amanda said, with a wink directed at Myka as she closed the door. Myka rolled her eyes as she turned to face Helena.
"Well, that was as about as much fun as a root canal," Helena smirked as she wrapped her arms around Mykas neck. Leaning in to kiss those pouting lips.
"Helena, don't" Myka said as she reached up, holding Helena's hands and trying to remove herself from the Brits embrace.
Helena leaned in, brushing her lips against Mykas. "Darling, I know things are not settled with us, but I do not wish to squander what little time we have on misgivings," Helena whispered, their foreheads pressed together as Myka swallowed down those stirrings of emotions.
"Helena, I am still mad at you, you know." Myka said. Opening her eyes, she watched as Helena's smile withdrew.
"I know, my darling." Helena said with a shaky breath. "I must bid you a heartfelt goodbye. Seeing as the opening ceremony is just hours away. I am sure you want to gather your team for a briefing at the Arena before they attend the ceremonies." Helena said, holding Mykas hands in hers as she backed toward the door.
Helena pulled Myka against her, their bodies melding together. Helena kissed Myka passionately, Myka let out a small moan at the feel of letting go as she lost herself to the feel of Helena against her.
Helena broke their kiss, watching those green eyes swirl with desire and confusion. "I shall chase you, Myka Ophelia Bering, till you succumb to me." Helena said, not waiting for Mykas reply, Helena closed the door behind her.
"So, the great HG Wells, Queen of the Olympics, has a thing for Myka? Our Myka? Stick in the mud, by the book, anal retentive, Myka?" Claudia said. Leaning into Leena for warmth as the group surveyed the Arena. Amanda gave a slight nod as their skip came over to the group. "Shhh...do not bring that name up" Leena said as she watched Myka bending down, running her hand over the ice as she slid down the sheet. "First, do you see the slight arch in the sheet, just a few meters down?" Myka said. Never taking her eyes off the ice.
"How does she see that?" Claudia whispered. Leena shrugged her shoulders "Just watch and learn. We are lucky that Myka is our skip." Leena said. Giving her girlfriend a soft peck on her lips. "Okay, enough PDA you two, time to get serious" Amanda said as she knelt next to Myka.
"We need to make sure to have a good push and sweep when the seven and eight rocks get to that point." Myka said as she turned to the others. "Okay, free day till the opening." Myka said as she clasped her hands together. Smiling at her team. "Let's meet up at the hotel at 2:00pm, so we have our outfits together before we join the group, okay?... Good, see you all then," Myka said, not waiting for a reply from the women as she turned to head out of the Ice Arena.
"Whoa, hold up there, skip" Amanda said as she reached for Myka's arm.
Myka turned as she felt her first grab her arm. "What's up?" Myka said as the four women headed toward the exit. Amanda nodded to the others to go while her and Myka stayed behind.
"You know, not much... just the fact that you have said absolutely nothing since this morning after I found you two lovebirds together in bed," Amanda said as she threw her arms in the air, exasperated at her friends refusal to share any details.
Myka shrugged as they walked toward the exit. "There is nothing to say. We talked. We drank. And that is the end of that, okay?" Myka said.
"Okay, won't push the issue," Amanda said, holding her hands up in mock surrender. Amanda shook her head as they were walking out. She could already see the change in their captain. 'And for the better,' Amanda thought to herself. Nether women noticing the dark, Mahogany eyes that followed them as they exited the Arena.
The opening ceremonies went off without a hitch. The US team followed closely behind the UK group. Myka did her best not to scan over the group ahead of them. Looking for flowing dark hair. Instead, she smiled as she watched the awe and wonder that spread over Claudia,s face. Remembering back to her first time walking with her teammates down the track. Taking in the grandeur of the ceremony.
Myka was making her way through the halls of the village, having bid a warm farewell to her teammates after the opening ceremonies. "Hello, Darling" the lith voice causing Mykas lips to curl up. Myka looked up from her musing, spotting the Brit leaning against the wall. Her knee was bent as her foot was resting against the cool cement, her arms crossed over her chest as that infectious smile lit a fire inside of Mykas heart.
"The Russians did a splendid job with everything tonight, don't you think?" Helena smirked as she watched Myka pause in front of her. "Yeah, nothing like Vancouver," Myka grinned as she felt a hand tugging at her arm. Myka let out a sharp gasp as she felt herself being pushed against the cold, concrete wall. The sensation of hot lips on her bare throat contrasted with the cold chill of the wall on her back.
"Hmmm...much better than Vancouver," Helena mumbled as her deft fingers pushed their way under Mykas sweater.
"Helena...please" Myka barely rasped out as those warm fingers teased over her bra. Her peaks swelling at Helena's ministrations as her hand curled around the nape of Helena's neck. Drawing her Brits head up to met her lips. Helena moaned at the sensation of Myka's tongue tracing over her bottom lip.
Myka deepen their kiss as she pulled the Brit flush against her body. Their chests rose and fell in perfect sync as nostrils flared, searching for the oxygen they both so desperately needed.
Myka canted her hips into Helena's, feeling the Brit relax against her. She spun them around, Helena was now backed against the wall, her fingers tangling in curls as Myka bit then kissed the sting away from Helenas sweet spot. Helena was panting as she watched Myka pull away from her. "Hey, where are you going?" The Brit said between stuttered breaths.
Myka gave a lopsided grin as she walked away. "You still owe me dinner, Wells. See you around." Myka said, her back turned as she headed to her hotel room. Her arm raised, giving the wanting Brit a wave goodbye with her hand.
Helena paced back and forth behind the snow covered hedge. Her head snapping around at the sound of the door closing. A smirk curling up on her lips as she watched the tall American stretch before starting her morning run. Helena loved the fact that Myka was asinine in her regime. 'just like clockwork' she mused. Knowing the woman always ran at the same time every morning. Helena came up behind Myka, matching her pace.
"Good Morning, love," Helena said, leaning close to Mykas ear as she stepped up her pace. Knowing that the American was watching her assets as she ran in front of her.
"Morning, Wells." Myka said, her eyes glued to Helenas backside.
Helena slowed her pace just a bit so they were now running side by side. "So, when is your first match?" Helena asked, staring straight ahead as they continued to jog. "At nine, against the Slavs. Their skip is a little shaky with the hammer so I think we have a good chance at taking them." Myka said. Glancing over at the Brit. "When is your first qualifying jump?"
Helena picked up the pace "Not until noon, so I might be able to watch some of your first match." The Brit bumped her shoulder against the tall American as they jogged " I see Congratulations are in order" Myka turned her head, eyeing the Brits profile "Congratulations for what?"
Helena smiled as she felt Mykas eyes on her. "For making team Captain, of course. I am very proud of you, Myka. You earned that role of skip." Myka turned her attention back on the jogging path. "Yeah, well your coach seems to think otherwise"
Helenas voice grew cold "To hell with Mcpherson and what that wanker thinks. All that matters is you and your team winning gold, then you can rub it in his face. And I will be right beside you when you do"
Myka gave Helena a soft bump with her arm "And what makes you think I would want you by my side. Considering your reputation at shagging anything that moves." Myka smirked and quicken her pace.
"That is without merit and you damn well know that." Helena said in a raised voice as she raced to catch up to Myka. "Besides, the only person I ever wanted to shag was you. Which we still have not, and not for lack of trying." Helena huffed out.
"All good things to those who wait" Myka said with that trademark, lopsided grin of hers. They settled their pace, jogging in quiet comfort at each others side.
The silence of the morning was broken by Helena letting out a sharp gasp. Stopping short, the Brit grabbed and started to stretch her leg out. "You okay?" Myka said with a worried tone. Holding Helena steady, Myka saw a grimace of pain across the Brits face. "Babe, are you alright? Is it your knee?" Flashes of Helena's spill filled Mykas head.
The horrible images of Helena tumbling down the course had been replayed over and over on the sports news channels two years ago.
Myka had called Charles, wanting to desperately know if Helena was okay. After Charles had updated Myka on Helenas blown knee and reassuring her that Helena was in the hands of the worlds best knee surgeons. She made Charles swear on his children that he would not tell Helena that she had called.
That was also the day Sam realized he was chasing a ghost called Helena. Myka was so overcome with fear and worry, she failed to notice that Sam was packing his bags."How can I compete with that...with her" Sam said as he set his wedding band down on the table "Look bunny, I knew that you were never truly in love with me. But I had hope, over time, you might be. If we started a family, had something tangible between us…" Sam's voice trailing off.
Helenas soft curses shook Myka back to the immediate issue at hand. "Here, let me help you back to the hotel, do you need me to call Charles? Should I lift you up, should I…" Helena reached out, grasping the strong arm that was wrapped around her waist. Halting Myka's rambling, She tilted her face up to meet Mykas. Seeing the fear swirling in those green eyes. Helena knew she needed to qwill Mykas fears.
Myka was rubbing Helenas back as she was bent over, working out the pain in her thigh."I,m fine love, just a muscle cramp, guess I should add some bananas to my morning meal" Helena chuckled.
Helena gave Myka a devilish grin as she straightened back up, the word Myka called her, still echoing in her ears. "I'm fine, my knee is fine. Thank you, for the concern" Helena said as she started to walk backwards."You can't stay mad at me forever, Babe" Giving Myka a wink as she turned around and jogged gingerly back towards the hotel.
