So, after a pretty long pause, here is my next chapter! :D Not so much to say about it, except for one thing: the Stargate reference was inspired by a question from TappingTuesday, when Amanda said that Helen had gone through a Stargate once and really enjoyed it:P. Oh, and as usually, thank you for your great reviews and I hope you'll like this new chapter as well!

The next morning, Nikola was the one who woke up first. He discovered that Helen was still cuddled in his arms and hesitated a little, not knowing if he should wake her up or not. But he died to know how she will react to the fact that she had practically slept in his arms.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." He whispered softly in her ear.

"Good morning, Nik-" She began to say, opening her eyes, but she stopped when she realized that his arms were encircling her waist. "Nikola Tesla, I hope you have one hell of an explanation for this! Get your hands off me! Now!"

With a silent scoff, he listened to her and let her go, but not before whispering in her ear: "Come on, Helen. Is it really that bad, waking up in my arms?"

She sighed when she heard his question. To be honest, what had happened that morning surprised her. Not the fact that Nikola had been cheeky again and had taken advantage of the fact that she was sleeping, but the fact that she really enjoyed the whole thing. Waking up in his strong embrace, as he whispered to her, his voice being the first thing she heard in the morning… But she wasn't going to tell him that.

"Nikola, please, don't make this harder than it already is. It's enough that we are practically locked up."

"Yes, well, I know it's hard to resist me, so why don't you just give up?"

"I have no problems resisting you, Nikola. Now let's get to work, alright?"

Helen spent the few next hours concentrating on finding a cure and avoiding Nikola as much as possible. Which was pretty hard to do since they were locked up in a room that wasn't very big, not to mention that he practically did everything to be near her. Despite the fact that his smirks really caused her focusing problems, she was able to discover something unusual in his blood sample.

"Take a look here." she said. "Remember I said that your blood pressure was low?"

"Yes. Have you found out what caused it?"

"I think so. Your body isn't secreting adrenaline anymore. The virus must be stopping it somehow."

"Why?"

"Survival perhaps. I think an excess of adrenaline could slow down its reproductive cycle."

"Really?"

"Yes. I will have to inject you a dose of epinephrine to test this theory. I'll tell Henry to bring me some."

"I don't think so. Firstly, I don't like injections. Secondly, you need adrenaline too, right?"

"Yes." She said, remembering that he thought she was infected too.

"I have an idea then. An idea that will get our bodies to produce the same amount of adrenaline as if we were doing base jumping."

"Nikola, I don't know what you're thinking, but I think we shouldn't do it anyway."

He didn't answer, but he closed the distance between them in a split of a second. The next thing Helen knew was that her back was pressed to one of the walls, and Nikola's mouth was stuck to her lips. Doing her best not to respond to his kiss, she pushed him away and let herself fall on the bed, not daring to watch him. With a sigh, he sat down next to her, as one of his hands cupped her face.

"I am sorry, Helen. I shouldn't have done that."

"No. You totally crossed the line, Nikola."

"At least I know what I want. Do you?"

Her answer was a sad smile. She didn't know, and her heart was overcome by a mixture of feelings. First, there was the curiosity. Were his lips as kissable as they seemed to be? Then, there was the desire. Pure, burning desire. Truth is, she had been always physically attracted to him and seeing him in jeans and practically sleeping in his arms didn't help her very much. And what frightened her most was the love. She cared about him. That's why she had lied, that's why she had claimed she was infected too. But she now realized that what she felt for him was much deeper than friendship. Or maybe she was wrong. However, a kiss could have helped her find out the truth. What harm could a really short kiss do?

With this thought still in her mind, she pressed her lips to his. He was surprised at first, but managed to overcome this feeling very quickly. Their lips teased each other with a series of short but wet kisses before engaging themselves in a full kiss. With a soft moan, she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue entrance, as she relished the delicious taste of his soft lips. When the need of air caused their lips to part, she lay on her back and sank her fingers in his ruffled hair, pulling him closer, as his lips began exploring her neck. When he undid the first two buttons of her blouse, she pushed him away a little, making him think that he had gone too far and he was going to suffer the consequences. But it wasn't the case. She made him lay on the back, as she stood atop of him, his face sunk in her dark curls. With a mischevious grin, she slowly undid the first three buttons of his shirt, as her lips placed hot kisses on the newly discovered territory of his chest. She had to admit, he had had a very good idea, although his theory had been a little wrong. She had done base jumping and her blood pressure at that moment couldn't even begin to compare with what she felt right now. Her blood pressure had never been that high-except when she went through that circle of blue water that sent you to other planets-not that Nikola was ever going to find that out. Their lips met one more time, just before Henry and Kate entered the room.

"Hey Doc, we decided to drop by and see how you guys are do-" Henry said, his voice changed by the mask he ws wearing. However, he wasn't able to finish the phrase because of what he saw.

"Holy crap!" Kate said, interrupting the awkward moment of pause.

In a second, Helen got off Nikola and began buttoning her blouse. "It's not what it seems, Kate, I swear." She said, trying not to blush. Truth is, the things seemed to be pretty clear. Nikola's hair was a lot messier than usually, her blouse was half unbuttoned...

"And I suppose you guys have a plausible explanation for this?"

"Sure." Helen said, but realised it was a lie. "A little help, Nikola?"

"Well, we were testing a theory and we just..."

"...got a little excited." Helen said, finishing the phrase for Nikola.

"A little? Honey, that's an understatement." Nikola whispered in her ear.

"It was nothing." Helen said, glaring at Nikola for calling her like that. "I was just...regulating Nikola's adrenaline level."

"Regulating his adrenaline level? That's how you guys called it in the 1800s?" Kate said, unable to stop herself from giggling.

Helen didn't answer, but she sighed deeply. She had really done it this time. Being locked up with Nikola had really made her lose control. She had to find a solution for his condition, and fast, because if she would have allowed it to happen again, she would have clearly become an adrenaline junkie...especially if Nikola continued smirking like that.