Okay so after nine chapters I have finally found a plot for this story so it is no longer marked as complete and will continue on for a bit longer – for which you can either thank or hate Tasha2109 and Emmy1512.

You might need a bit of a timeline here to keep this one straight. Helen blew up the Sanctuary in 2011 and became pregnant with Ruby pretty much straight away and she is now 5 so this story is almost 6 years in the future so 2017. I am working on the fact that Helen blew the Sanctuary three years after she lost Ashley therefore Ashley died in 2008.

Helen groaned and put her hand to her head. Surely a person couldn't actually survive a headache this bad? And why all the noise, bright lights and white? She sniffed, she knew that smell. She was in a hospital. Why though?

"Good to see you awake Dr Magnus." A young man in a white coat said. Surely he couldn't be a doctor, he didn't look any older than Ashley.

"What happened?" She asked, her voice surprisingly croaky.

"You were in a car accident. Someone ran a red light and sideswiped you. Don't worry though, you are fine – nothing more than a massive bump on the head. We've notified your family and they are on their way. We have to leave the monitor on the babies for a bit longer to be on the safe side, so why don't you get some rest." He patted her hand as she drifted off to sleep. Something he said was nagging at her as she drifted off she just couldn't seem to work out what it was.

When Helen woke again she was shocked to see Nikola sitting beside her bed.

"Nikola Tesla! What on earth are you doing here and where is my daughter?"

"Oh Helen. Thank God you are alright. You had us really worried there." He stood and kissed her and she recoiled from his actions. She hadn't seen Nikola for nearly sixty years and here he was kissing her…. and holding her hand.

"Where is Ashley? Where is my daughter?" Helen demanded.

Nikola looked at his wife in stunned silence. "Helen, what is the last thing you remember?" Nikola asked quietly, having a sinking feeling he was not going to like her answer.

Helen's head hurt painfully as she tried to think. "I remember….I remember sending Ashley to look at some new guns our supplier had just taken stock of. Oh God Ashley! She isn't hurt is she?" Helen began to panic.

"Shhhh calm down Helen, this isn't good for the …" Nikola stopped dead. He really needed to talk to her doctor and fast. "You should get some more rest, you don't want that huge egg on your head to take up permanent residence."

Fifteen minutes later a very worried Nikola re-entered Helen's room with Doogie Howser in tow.

'Dr Magnus your h…."

"Friend." Nikola interrupted.

"Right. Your friend here, seems to think you might be suffering some memory loss. Can you tell me what year it is?"

Helen was starting to get frustrated. "It's 2007." She was met with stunned silence.

"Well it looks like you might be spending a bit longer with us Dr Magnus." The doctor smiled kindly, but Helen wanted answers.

"Nikola what year is it?" Helen demanded.

Nikola turned to look at the doctor, who merely shrugged. Not very helpful. "It's 2017." He said quietly, suddenly realising the implications of her memory loss, not only did she not remember their life together, their family, but she was going to have to mourn the loss of her daughter and her home all over again."

"Oh dear Lord. I've lost ten years." It was at that moment she turned her head to the side and saw the foetal monitor. A frown crossed her beautiful face that Nikola would have found endearing under any other circumstances. As realisation filtered her mind she moved her hand to her to her rounded stomach and felt the unmistakable swell of pregnancy.

She was silent for some time desperately trying to remember. Surely something as momentous as this would trigger some kind on memory? Eventually she turned to the only person who might be able to give her the answers she so desperately needed.

"How? Who? When?"

"Let's go in reverse order, about five months ago, me and really Helen if you don't know the answer to the first one then they should revoke your medical licence." Nikola smiled at her trying to lighten the mood.

"So I'm five months pregnant?"

"With twins." Nikola added knowing if she looked at the monitor more closely she would be able to work it out for herself.

"Twins?" Helen said in a state of shock. "And they're yours?" She asked incredulously. Nikola nodded, not sure how she would take the news, after all, so much had changed in the last ten years between them.

"And we're…." Nikola lifted his left hand to show her his wedding ring and noticed her looking at her own left hand to see the matching one.

Helen was stunned. She had never in her 157 years felt anything romantic towards Nikola, in fact most of the time she found him arrogant and frustrating. To find out they were married and having twins was too much to deal with.

"How long have we been…" She motioned between their rings.

"Five years." Yet another bombshell for Helen to process.

"And it took me that long to convince you to have children?" Helen laughed knowing Nikola abhorred anything to do with children. When she thought about it, it was probably a miracle she convinced him at all.

"Not exactly." Nikola hedged, not sure how much he should tell her. The doctor agreed that he should answer any direct questions she asked but not to offer up any information about her life to try and make her remember.

"What does 'not exactly' mean exactly?" Helen asked, becoming more and more frustrated with this life she knew nothing of.

"We have two daughters. Ruby is five and Isabella is two and a half." Nikola said quietly, unsure of how she would take the news of her instant family.

"Five….so…."

"Were there shotguns involved?" Nikola smiled and reached for her hand and was momentarily shocked as she flinched from his touch. "No shotguns, but with your penchant for shooting me I thought it would be wise to get a ring on your finger." He smiled at her.

"Ruby and Isabella". Helen said quietly. "I don't suppose you carry a photo?" Helen asked, knowing it was highly unlikely that a self-absorbed, arrogant vampire would carry a snapshot of children, even if they were his, something she was still having trouble coming to terms with.

"Of course." Nikola removed his wallet an opened it showing two photos. There was one of the two of them which had obviously been taken on their wedding day. There was no denying that it was a photo of two people very much in love. The second photo was a family shot, the two of them, each hugging two perfect little angels. Helen's eyes started to water as she ran her finger over the photo, committing it to memory just in case none of this was real.

After a few moments Helen breathed a sigh of relief and almost laughed. "It's a dream. Of course it's a dream. I don't know why I was getting so worked up. None of this is real. I am going to wake up and feel so foolish." She smiled over at Nikola. "It was nice to see you again, sixty years is far too long." Helen rolled to her side and fell almost immediately asleep, confident in the knowledge that when she woke up her life would be back to normal.