Poll results:

The story will end up as neutral, sorry to disapoint. The actual results for the poll were 2 votes for Magnitt (which I am guessing came from Lara Jane Magnus and Cabinet of Curiosities - was I right?), but one reviewer begging for Teslen and a personal preference, plus Sparky She Demon's opinion resulted in neutral.

I believe it is more interesting this way. Sorry guys.

And this time, thanks to Sparky She Demon, Lara Jane Magnus, and Hanna Kelfrod.

Warning: Tesla is very crude in this chapter... It seems Teslen, but I promise it will be neutral in the end.

Midnight Meetings

It was the next day.

Nikola shuffled down the hallway. He was sneaking his naughty definition into Will's pile of proofed definitions. He smirked at the thought.

Unfortunately, he ran into John on the way there. "John, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I could ask you the same question, and indeed I will." John replied coolly.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Tesla asked curiously.

"I think you're putting your awful definitions into Will's proofed stack," John answered smugly.

"Errr..." Tesla was surprised. "Maybe. What are you doing?"

He surveyed the Serbian vampire. "The same as you," he grinned.

"John, you never cease to surprise me." They both turned to the definition room, foiling Will's plans. Of course, both were full of insults for each other.

"Nikola, I have a proposal for you." John's eyes gleamed as he sat down.

"John, I knew you were desperate, but I didn't know you were that desperate. She might still like you."

He had managed to make John's cheeks flush - although it might have been with anger. Finally, he managed to laugh. "Really, Nikola? You are desperate for something rude to say."

"You always do make me desperate." he said.

There was a silence. "For something rude to say," Tesla added.

"Well, back to my 'proposal'," John smiled.

"You need to work on your phrasing," Tesla admonished.

"So do you." John retorted.

"Desperate to punch you, that is." Nikola rolled his eyes.

John moved on from that conversation. Nikola always managed to make things stranger than they had to be. John regretted using that phrase. The man really must be desperate, to just imply something.

"We never finished that game of truth or dare, did we?"

*.*

"What are you doing?" Helen was in her room, shuffling away paperwork.

Nikola stepped into her room with a wide smirk on his face. Of course, he knew how this dare was going to end. There were only two ways, truly. One was on Helen's bed, which he rather doubted. The other was with him on the floor being shot.

"What is it?" she sighed.

He quickly crossed the distance between them, and before she knew what was happening she was pressed up against him. One arm was around her waist, the other was pushed deep into her hair, rapidly tangling it, and he was pressing his lips to hers.

She pushed him back. The air felt cold after her being pressed up again him. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" she asked.

"Waiting for you to pull out your gun and shoot me." he said matter of factly. "Oh man, did I really just say that..."

"Shut up," she said brusquely. "Why did you just..."

"Walk into your room and kiss you?" he asked calmly.

"Yes." she was quiet.

He studied her face. "I was playing a game."

"With me?" her voice started to break.

"No, a game with Druitt." he said in complete honesty.

Anger shot into her eyes. "This is a game to you?" came out before she had time to stop it.

"It obviously is to you." He kissed her again, this time more gently, his eyes meeting hers.

She pulled back a little this time, although still in his arms. "It's been a game for over a hundred years, why change it now?"

"I can think of one good reason," he smirked.

She grinned. "Really?"

"Really," he said moving closer to her.

"Like what?"

"Hm..." he stopped talking to kiss her repeatedly.

John was getting angry in the corner, watching the proceedings. "Damn him and his flirting," he whispered.

Helen suddenly broke away from Nikola, and smirked a smirk worthy of Nikola in John's direction. "Did we get you?"

"What?" John came out of the shadows.

"I was explaining my little plan to her while I was kissing her." Nikola grinned madly. "You see, the last time we played truth or dare, she told me to be nice to her employees for a week, and I dared her to help me with a plan I had to get back at you. You never back down from a dare, so she agreed. Did we get you?"

"Damn it all," John said storming out of the room.