So here's chapter 4 for your perusal. It contains spoilers for S1E7 The Five. Enjoy!

Bold = thoughts

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Chapter 4

(Somewhere in the catacombs beneath Rome, Italy - 2008)

Nikola Tesla lays crumpled on the ground, barely conscious. So this is it? This is what dying feels like. I wish I could tell Helen that I wasn't really going to hurt her. I wish I could kill that homicidal bastard Druitt. I… I…

His thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of fighting very close by. He can hear growls and snarling… the unmistakable gurgles of death... footsteps coming closer… a gasp… whispering voices…

"We have to help him!" a female voice says.

A man responds, "What is it with you and interfering with the timeline?"

The woman replies angrily, "She told us he survived this. Does it look like he's going to make it out of here alive? We're not interfering, we're correcting a grave mistake."

There is a pause, before the male voice answers, "He's going to see you."

"You don't think I can block a memory from a nearly dead man's mind? Really!" she says indignantly.

"He's not a normal man," the male voice retorts.

"Neither are you," the female almost laughs.

"You haven't..." the male pauses. "Fine," he huffs.

As Nikola feels himself being lifted off the ground, he hisses in pain. He is lowered to be propped against something… no someone. He feels someone else kneel next to him. Forcing his eyes open, he sees beautiful deep blue eyes looking at him intently. "Helen?" he whispers hoarsely.

"Not quite," a melodic voice answers. She looks up and behind him at the person holding him, "We can't move him, yet. We're going to have to stabilize him here."

"How…" the male voice starts.

"The only way I can!" his angel interrupts. For Nikola is certain that she cannot look as she does and not be an angel. Dark blonde hair frames her pale face in loose curls, and her eyes…

The man shifts behind Nikola in agitation, "No!"

"There's no other way!" she spits back and her eyes darken. Nikola stares at her in utter fascination. She smiles down at him, "Dr. Tesla, you need to feed," She puts her exposed wrist to his lips. Nikola can sense her blood flowing just below the surface, calling to him.

"NO!" he shakes his head as best he can. "I don't… feed… on humans," he grates out between clenched teeth.

Suddenly the young woman transforms before his eyes. Claws… fangs… eyes so red as to be black. "I'm not human," she says in a deeper voice. Slicing her wrist with one of her claws, she presses it to his lips, "Feed! Now!"

Nikola is no longer sure if any of this is real, but does as he is told. He laps at the blood on her wrist, only to realize that the cut has already closed. Morphing into his vampire form, he takes her arm in his weak and shaking hands to bite down into the soft flesh. The feel of her blood flowing into his mouth is intoxicating, and the taste is refreshingly sweet. For her part, his vampire angel, closes her eyes and throws her head back with a sigh.

"Enough!" the deep male voice growls into Nikola's ear, after a minute. He reluctantly releases her arm, and she slowly pulls it away. When Nikola focuses on her again, she is back in her human form. Although she is smiling at him, he can still see the worry in her eyes. He opens his mouth to tell her that he feels better, but she places a finger to his lips.

"Rest now," she almost whispers, "There is still so much for you to do, Dr. Tesla."

Nikola closes his eyes and immediately starts to drift off. When he wakes, he finds himself lying on the bed in his hotel room still dressed in the ruined bloodied clothes, not remembering how he got there. In fact, he doesn't remember anything after John punching a hole through him and whisking Helen away.


Not exactly the first meeting between father and children everybody was expecting, I bet. Hope you liked it, none the less. Let me know, either way. Thanks for reading. Until next time. ;-)