A.N. : Thanks to T-rahz for being my beta once again!:) And thank you, guys for the follows and your comments!

Chapter 10: Good morning, love

Helena exited the bathroom clad in only a towel. The shower had definitely helped and she was feeling completely relaxed and ready for a good night's sleep. Despite her fatigue, she couldn't stop thinking about the earlier kiss she'd shared with Myka. Hurriedly, she slipped into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top and rummaged through her suit case, looking for her hairbrush.

She went back into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Looking at her reflection she chuckled at her worried appearance and shook her head.

"It is just Myka." She mumbled to herself before going back to her nightly routine.

When Myka's soft voice invited her to come in, Helena opened the door and entered the younger woman's bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her.

Helena spotted Myka, already under the covers with a book in her lap.

"Hey," Myka said, looking up from the book she was reading.

"Hey," Helena replied and she couldn't not think about how beautiful Myka was with her glasses on.

Myka chuckled and placed the book on the bedside table. "How was your shower?"

Helena walked to the other side of the bed and smiled at the younger woman, "It was quite all right, darling. How was your reading?" Helena smirked.

"I couldn't concentrate," Myka chuckled as she removed her glasses. Helena smiled and got into bed, stealing a quick glance at Myka's nightly attire behind the covers. The curly haired agent was wearing a black tank top and a pair of shorts that showed off her long and beautiful legs.

"Got something on your mind, Agent Bering?" Helena asked, lying down quietly beside Myka, trying to find something to say.

Myka turned on her side, propped her head on her hand and observed Helena's beautiful profile.

"Uh-huh." Myka nodded. Helena turned her head towards her.

"Care to share?" The Brit whispered, quietly moving closer to Myka's body. She sent Myka a tired smiled and ran a hand through her dark silky hair.

"It might have something to do with a beautiful woman in my bed." Myka whispered, chuckling lightly.

Helena closed her eyes and smiled. Myka couldn't resist, she placed her arms around Helena's body and pulled the Englishwoman to hers. Helena sighed contently at the feeling of Myka being so close. The younger woman closed the distance between them and kissed Helena softly, making the author whimper in response.

"Myka…" Helena whispered, searching Myka's green forest eyes with hers. She placed her arms around the younger woman and began caressing her soft curls with her right hand.

"Shhh…" Myka whispered back, placing a small kiss on the corner of Helena's mouth, "Go to sleep, Hel."

Helena nodded and buried her face in the crook of Myka's neck, "Feels amazing." The Brit mumbled, her voice soft and full of sleep.

Myka chuckled and basked in the feeling of Helena's warm body, curled up in hers.

"I know," Myka whispered, switching the lights off, "I know. It feels…" She looked down at the dark haired woman in her arms, "Wonderful."

The curly haired agent snuggled deeply under the blanket, sighed contently and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

The following morning…

A soft hand touched Claudia's shoulder and the Caretaker opened her eyes.

"Hi."

The young red-head squinted her eyes open and looked shocked at the woman in front of her.

"Leena?" she asked, "How…?"

The former innkeeper smiled sadly at her friend, "One of the perks of being the new Caretaker, I guess. I'm here to warn you, Claudia." Leena said.

Claudia was too shocked to reply.

"Something's missing from the Warehouse."

"What? How do you know?" Claudia finally asked, "You're scaring me."

"Someone you trust is an impostor. Be careful." Leena said, cryptically.

Claudia's eyes widened, "What? You're just gonna drop this now?! Who is it?"

"I cannot tell you more." Leena said, "Goodbye, Claudia."

And she left.

The Caretaker awoke suddenly, in her bed. She groaned and threw a quick glance at the alarm clock on her bedside table, it was time to get up and start the day.

She sat up on her bed and checked her Phone. She clicked on the Warehouse-app she had created and frowned. The map showed an artifact was missing.

Harriet Tubman's Thimble.

Emma Swan got into her car in a hurry. She'd just woken up to find herself in bed with Henry and Regina, still both sound asleep beside her. She didn't know why, but she had felt this urge to get up and leave.

She placed a hand in her head and sighed.

"Idiot. You're an idiot, Emma." She muttered to herself, "You know that deep down you will never change!"

She started the car but it wasn't working.

"Damn it!"

Emma slammed her hands on the steering-wheel and groaned.

"I should have taken my bug, not this idiotic car!"

Someone knocked on the car window.

Emma looked up and saw Jamie – Claudia's assistant - smiling down at her.

The Sheriff got out of the car and nodded at Claudia's assistant. "Hi, Jamie."

"Good morning, Sheriff. You're up earlier than usual!" Jamie said.

Emma nodded, "Yes, I have to get to the station but my car's not working. Would you mind driving me there?"

"No problem, ma'am. It won't be a problem." The assistant smiled.

"Thank you," Emma replied, "I owe you one."

Jamie walked Emma to her car and smiled, "Get in." She said opening the back door.

Emma nodded, "Thank you."

She sighed and tried not to think about Regina and Henry's peaceful expressions as they slept.

Myka opened her eyes slowly and hummed contently as she felt Helena's strong arms across her lap, holding her tightly from behind. During the night they had managed to change their position and she'd ended up being spooned by Helena. She could feel the other woman's warm body pressed on her back. It felt exquisite.

"Good morning," Helena whispered quietly in her ear.

Myka grinned, "'Morning." She turned in Helena's arms and looked at her, "How'd you know I was awake?" Myka asked, her voice full of sleep.

"Your breathing." Helena replied, "How are you feeling?"

Myka smiled, "I'm good and…" she said, placing a hand on Helena's side, "And I so can get used to this."

"This?" Helena smirked, observing Myka's beautiful face. A small portion of light illuminated the room, making the woman's green eyes shine brightly. Helena placed a soft kiss on the other woman's temple, breathing in Myka's pleasant scent.

Myka nodded, "Uh-huh." She slipped her hand under Helena's top and began caressing her soft skin.

Helena purred with delight, "This feels exquisite, darling."

Myka chuckled and welcomed Helena's lips as the other woman's face inched forward. They whimpered in unison as lips found lips and hands stroked soft skin, creating goose bumps all over their bodies. Their breaths mingled as they became acquainted with the other. Lips glided over each other smoothly, matching movements. Helena's tongue asked for permission and Myka let her in, whimpering in response, her sea green eyes half-lidded with desire, hands holding her in place. The dark haired woman's warm tongue traced over Myka's palate and teeth before meeting her tongue. Myka's fingers continued brushing Helena's creamy skin as the older woman's palms grabbed Myka's lower back and pulled her flushed against her. Myka whimpered as she tasted Helena's tongue in her mouth. Their wet muscles caressing, sucking, flickering over one another.

Sighs of pleasure and occasional moans filled the room. The two women continued kissing until air became essential.

Myka broke the kiss, breathing hard and placed her forehead on Helena's. The Brit's breath was also ragged, her dark eyes still closed with pleasure and her hands were caressing Myka's slender back absentmindedly. Helena's eyes opened and locked with Myka's, making the younger woman gasp softly. They were as black as night. The Brit smirked and began placing soft kisses on Myka's chin and neck, her left hand sliding on Myka's shoulder, pulling her closer.

"Helena..." Myka whimpered softly as the other woman breathed in her ear and took her earlobe between her full lips, sucking on it. Myka closed her eyes with pleasure, fingers tangled in Helena's dark tresses, holding her in place. Helena moaned at the sensation and freed Myka's earlobe from her lips, "You're exquisite, darling." Helena breathed, "The things I want to do to you, Myka..."

"What's stopping you?" Myka moaned, pulling Helena's face to hers and attacking her lips once again. She pushed Helena's body down, rolling on top of her. Helena moaned, feeling a sudden quiver of excitement invade her body. Myka's soft curls cascaded all around them as the younger woman looked down at her, hungrily. "You're beautiful." Myka whispered before claiming Helena's mouth, "I've always wanted... to kiss you like this..." She confessed between kisses.

Helena gasped softly as Myka's teeth bit down on her lower lip, before trapping it between her lips and sucking on it with energy. Helena's hands ran through Myka's curls and when Myka resumed their kiss, she responded with passion. "The feeling is mutual." Helena let out as they separated again.

Myka nodded, "Somehow I suspected it..." Helena sent Myka a sly smile and sighed contently, pulling Myka to her and hugging her tightly. She then placed another quick kiss on Myka's chin.

Myka chuckled and bit down on her upper lip, observing Helena.

Helena's hands slid down her back and grabbed Myka's ass. She smiled up at her, chuckling as Myka lifted one eyebrow. Helena shrugged and Myka smirked. "Does it bother you, darling?" Helena asked, breathing on Myka's lips. Their faces were really close.

Myka sent Helena an are-you-crazy look. "I love it, Helena. Don't move your hands."

The Brit hummed, "I've always loved it, you bossing me around." She flirted.

The younger woman chuckled, "Did you?" She looked down at the dark haired beauty and smiled, "God...I can't believe I'm making out with H.G. Wells." Myka whispered, excitedly.

Helena laughed and shook her head at Myka's expression, "And I can't believe I'm making out with Myka Bering." She shivered as Myka shifted lightly on top of herand placed her right hand between her breasts. She could also feel Myka's slender body touch her in all the right places.

Myka's eyes took in Helena's dishevelled appearance. She was beautiful; her lips were swollen from their kissing, she was still panting and she could see her hard nipples through the white tank top she was wearing. She couldn't believe this beautiful human being was all hers. She attacked Helena's swollen lips and let Helena roll her on her side. The older woman moved her left leg on top of Myka's.

Suddenly, the alarm went off and Myka groaned in frustration.

Helena continued placing small kisses all over Myka's neck, "Do we have to get up?"

Myka switched off the alarm and sighed, "I'm afraid yes..." She whispered, "But I sure as hell don't want to."

Helena ran her fingers on Myka's cheek, caressing her lightly. She looked so young and lovely. She pulled Myka's form against hers, enjoying the warmth their bodies were creating.

"Kiss me..." Helena demanded, urgently. And Myka obliged, "Now... who's... bossing me around?" Myka asked between kisses. Helena broke the kiss, their wet lips parted with a loud smack.

"You love it." Helena replied, smirking. She moved her mouth down Myka's neck and found her pulse point. Myka gasped as Helena began sucking as her life depended on it.

"God... Hel..." Myka moaned as Helena chuckled and hummed, tasting Myka's salty skin.

Myka pulled Helena's face toward hers and sighed, looking straight into Helena's dark eyes, "I'm afraid you're going to kill me when we'll be making love."

Helena felt a long shiver run down her spine. Myka had just said 'making love'. Making love. Not fucking, screwing, having sex or other expressions often used in this century.

"Are you okay?" Myka looked at Helena with worry. "Do you think I'm going too fast, because I can..."

"No!" Helena exclaimed, "It's just... You just surprised me, that's all."

Myka furrowed her brow, "Why? What did I say?"

"You... You really want to make love. I-I can see it in your eyes." Helena mumbled.

Myka smiled, "Of course, you fool." She whispered, "I thought that was quite clear after everything. I really care about you, Helena."

Helena smiled and closed her eyes, "I care about you, too."

"Good." Myka hummed. Her phone buzzed.

"Not again." She whined, making Helena chuckle.

Myka turned to the bedside table and checked her phone, "Warehouse meeting at 9." She informed Helena.

Helena sighed, "We really should get ready." Myka said.

The Brit nodded, "I know, darling."

Myka placed a quick kiss on Helena's lips and then got out of the bed.

"I'm going to shower." Myka said, smiling down at Helena, feeling the older woman gaze fixed on her body.

"I would ask you to join me but I doubt we would be on time..." Myka trailed off, in a teasing tone.

Helena sighed and nodded, running a hand through her dark locks.

"You're right, Myka." Helena sat up on the bed and smiled at Myka.

"I'm sure we'll have plenty of time in the near future..." She said, grinning.

Myka nodded, "Yes... I can't wait." She confessed, "But for now this..." She said placing a last quick kiss on Helena's lips, "Will have to do."

Helena smiled, "Enjoy your shower, darling."

"You, too!" Myka said, sending Helena one of her beautiful smiles.

Helena placed a hand on her chest and tried to calm herself down.

She needed a shower. Quickly.

Emma awoke suddenly. She was in an unfamiliar dark room, arms and legs tied up. What was going on? Where was she?

The last thing she remembered was entering Jamie's car and then nothing. She must have blacked out.

"Where am I?" she yelled, "Jamie?! Where are you?"

Nothing.

"Is there anybody out here?"

Suddenly, she heard wicked laugh coming from somewhere.

She looked around and spotted a figure. It was a man. No doubt about it.

"Hello, Ms. Swan." The man said, "Welcome to my humble abode."

Emma's eyes widened. "Who the hell are you?"

TBC

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