A/N: Prompt - "Are you sure that goes inside there?"
"Are you sure that goes inside there?"
Nikola gave her a slow grin. "Positive, my dear."
There was a glint of mischief in Helen's eyes. "Then, by all means." She slid her hand over his.
"Gently," Nikola murmured.
"That's not what you usually say," Helen whispered with a wicked grin.
"Why Helen, darling, I'm shocked. And in front of the children, too..." He leaned over, pressing their bodies closer together.
Four groans sounded simultaneously from behind them.
"Could you guys, please, just...whatever you're doing, please stop," Will said, his hand firmly planted over his eyes, pushing his glasses up his forehead.
"Uhhh, ok," Kate looked half amused, half as if she were regretting stopping by for a visit today. She stuck her hand out at Bigfoot. "At least you owe me fifteen bucks now."
He gave a wordless grunt and reached into his pocket.
"Oh God, this is like last week all over again," Henry muttered.
Nikola didn't see what had been so terrible about last week. Sure, it had been unfortunate that Wolf-Boy walked in on him and Helen in her office testing out her brand-new vampire-proof restraints, but they had been motivated purely by concern for the Sanctuary's safety. As much time traveling and discovering of lost ruins went on around this place, you never knew when you were going to need them.
Still, it had been an unwanted interruption. Next time, he would just remember to lock the door.
"Relax, kiddies," he said lazily. "We'll save the really fun stuff for later."
Helen's lips twitched. "Nikola, I promised the residents main power would only be down for a few minutes while we made the switch. If you're ready…?"
"For you, always," he told her, smirking, and she rolled her eyes.
Together, they slotted the last of the new Praxian power sources into the generator, and Helen went over to the control panel, tapping away at the screen. Nikola leaned against the generator, humming contentedly in tune with it. He could feel the massive amount of energy contained within, just waiting to escape.
It was intoxicating. Almost as intoxicating as Helen in a thigh holster, which luckily she was wearing at the moment. In Nikola's book, that made it a good day.
"It's going online," Helen called. "Everything alright?"
"A-ok here, doc," Henry said.
"Perfect," Nikola told her.
The lights flickered, then with a hum, the generator kicked on.
"Good work, everyone," Helen said as scattered congratulations and cheers (mostly from Henry) broke out. She walked over to Nikola, giving him a nod.
"Thank you, Nikola. I'm sure the residents will be very grateful for all your work on this."
He grinned again. "Well, you know me. Always happy to help the residents."
Helen pursed her lips, looking amused. "Indeed."
The door slammed shut and they looked around.
"Oh dear," Nikola said. "We seem to have been abandoned."
"I can hardly blame them."
"Yeah, I suppose watching over this thing for a few hours to make sure it doesn't blow up is going to be a pretty long, arduous task."
"I suppose so." Helen laughed, her arms winding around his neck.
"Unless you can think of any way we could pass the time?" Nikola gave her his very best innocent look.
"I might have a few ideas. But Nikola…"
"Yes, my dear?"
"Remember to lock the door this time."