Myka's too nervous to do anything and when she's nervous, she paces.

So she drops her bag on the floor and walks. Back and forth, back and forth until Helena sighs, "Will you stop? You're making me dizzy."

So Myka stops and she sits in one of the desks, putting her head down.

"You realize they're not gonna let us out until we talk right?"

"I know. So talk."

Myka bites her lip.

"That's what I thought." Helena retorted angrily.

Suddenly Myka gets mad. She wants to prove Helena wrong and talk. She wants to resolve this so she can get her back before-

She doesn't even want to think about it.

"I can't be the only one with something to say."

A sigh. "I'm just tired Myka."

"Tired of what?"

"Of people leaving."

Myka feels tears well up in her eyes and repeats the mantra. Don't cry, you'll look weak. Then she realizes that she doesn't care if Helena sees her weak because Helena knows her better than anyone else and she doesn't even know how to say goodbye to that. Helena's brought out her best and seen her at her worst.

"I'm sorry."

Helena sits there in silence. Myka can feel Pete and Claudia nudging her closer.

"Come on Mykes!" Pete would yell. "You're so close!" Claudia would shove her forward.

She takes a deep breath. She's not a feelings girl but apparently, it turns out she doesn't know herself that well.

"I'm sorry for being irrational and not working things out with you."

"I'm not mad at you because you didn't know what to do. I didn't expect you to know what to do. I'm mad because you couldn't choose. You couldn't choose between what the public would think of you and what you think of yourself."

"I'm not afraid of what they think of me!" Myka doesn't get mad easily because if she lets herself feel just a little anger, she'll lose it. She turns around and looks at Helena who was leaning back in her chair, arms folded.

"Then darling," She hadn't called her darling in what felt like months, "what are you afraid of?"

"You."

Helena scoffs. "Me?"

"Yes, you."

"What is it about me? My Britishness? Or perhaps the way I snore at night." Helena isn't cruel but she can be when she wants to be. Her mocking tone stings Myka.

"You scare me, all of you. You're reckless and a genius and you don't buckle your seatbelt when you're in a car! You know me. I'm all about safety and rules and conduct and when I'm with you, I don't care anymore." A breath.

"I don't know who I am when I'm with you and that scares the hell out of me."

Helena sighs, moving to sit in the desk next to her.

"Darling, I'm afraid too."

Her voice softens, a soothing tone overtaking the ridged edge she felt moments ago.

"You are?"

"I'm only human aren't I?"

Myka bites her lip nervously. "But you're so.. confident and sure of yourself."

"The only thing I'm sure about is that I'm adore you Myka." Helena clears her throat, taking a deep breath.

"The amount of time it took me to fall for you scares me. The fact that I have to leave and I don't know how to deal with that scares me. You scare me too Myka. So if you need to take some time, I understand." Helena reaches over and laces their fingers together.

Myka doesn't know how to react. Helena, her Helena, is scared of her? She's the one with experience and the straight posture and steel spine. She realizes how big this is. Helena hates being vulnerable and she's putting her heart out on the line. For her.

"If you think you can get rid of me that easily, then I'm afraid you don't know me very well."

Helena breaks into a grin and Myka can't stop smiling. It probably looks like it's going to split in half with the sheer amount of happiness she feels at the moment.

She hears hushed whispers behind the door and laughs.

Getting up and refusing to let go of Helena's hand, she walks over to the door with her and opens it. Claudia and Pete fall forward and scramble up. Steve is leaning against the lockers across the door, watching them with amusement.

"We were just-"

"Yeah, looking for my phone and-"

"I told them not to do it."

Pete notices them holding hands and pumps his fist into the air.

"Yeah! Go us! We're like the twins but hotter." He high fives Claudia.

Myka has no clue what they're talking about but she usually doesn't.

They both do a victory dance with Pete wiggling his butt in their faces. Steve stands watching but Claudia soon pulls him in. "Come on Jinksy, it's a celebration!" Eventually, he starts to dance with them.

Helena lets go of her hand and Myka panics but then she wraps her arm around Myka's waist and pulls so Myka is leaning on her. That's even better.

"We have the oddest friends darling. A family of misfit toys."