"Orphans Beloved: "Helena Has Busy Day…"
Summary: Like my Immortal Beloved bits in my Buffyverse stories, these are fragments and short bits, some longer…Just to fiddle with ideas, possibly forming longer tales later. (actually this is lifted from my tale "Fringey" in progress but I had so much fun with the notion of Helena impersonating Rachel at Dyad as Dyad faces exposure and collapse that I couldn't resist doing an expanded, stand alone…)
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Part VI…
Dyad Institute, Rachel Duncan's office…Temporarily occupied by the Federal US and the Canadian teams…Namely Agent Wolowitz and his Canadian counterpart, Tall…
Currently following the conversation between Helena and Phillips emerging from the speaker on Wolowitz' laptop on Rachel's desk
"Can we really trust Duncan?" Tall eyed Wolowitz…
"To a point…I believe she does want to help bring this place down, she could have simply denied and hedged…" Wolowitz noted. "But…There's something more here…This is personal."
"You think she wants to get back at them…The Leekies, this Tomas…? She is one of their clones, after all."
"I think it's likely." Nod.
"What did she want a blood sample for?" Tall eyed him.
"Bargaining chip for Phillips and Tomas…Genetic data on the clones from the white blood cell DNA…"
"Couldn't they just take it from her?"
"She's claiming it's from the little girl…The Manning girl's daughter…"
"And…?" Tall stared. "What's so important about the little girl…?"
"The clones aren't supposed to be capable of reproduction, for one thing…" Wolowitz explained. "Sarah Manning is unique that way…"
"And for others?"
"The Leekies, Phillips, and Tomas all want to study her…And will come out of hiding to do so…Lets leave it at that, Todd…" Wolowitz smiled. "It's a little girl and there's been enough suffering already."
"Right…" Todd shrugged. "I hold you know what we're doing…" wry smile. Listening intently to the speaker.
The Dyad Institute marked Lexus pulled to a stop…Just outside the park and ride Tomas had specified to Phillips.
"Ok…I go now…" Helena eyed Phillips.
"Just like that?" he stared at her composed face.
"Oh, I will be around for your meeting with my old friend, doctor…Have no doubt." She cocked head, gentle smile. "Be wise and do not try to be hero of science, ok?"
For Tomas?…Hardly…Phillips thought.
Unless of course I see he has a prayer of getting the drop on you, you freak.
"See you…We talk again soon." She got out, closing door carefully.
Pleasant wave to him as he proceeded on into the lot's long driveway…
"Agent? You should be getting sound from car?" she addressed her blouse microphone as she moved into some brush, creeping down the side of the driveway. Pulling a cell phone from her suit jacket pocket and dialing…
"We're getting it…" Agent Wolowitz's voice…
"Nice…I'm looking for Tomas now…"
"Ms. Duncan? Be careful…" worried tone.
She stared at the phone…
"Uh, sure…Thank you…" she closed the phone…
Is this a kindness, God? Or do you torment me to punish? She wiped tears from her cheeks…
Oh, Mama…Poor, sweet Mama…He cares…It does not matter if he loves…Oh, my poor sisters…It does not matter he doesn't know who I am…
He cares if I live or die.
On that I can live forever, even in Hell…