The sun had almost completely set by the time Helena had found Myka. The traveller had fled to the lake that was hidden just behind a large set of clustered trees, her back leaning against one of them. Silence had enveloped the area, no bird or grasshopper could be heard, a very sombre atmosphere indeed. Helena sighed inwardly, she could tell just by looking at the other woman that she was battling something, her head pointing to the ground sadly. It was completely dark by the time Helena approached her friend, the light of the moon bouncing and refection beautify off the lakes still surface. As Helena grew closer she could see a layer of shine on the rim of Myka's eyes, she had been crying, Helena's heart wrenched in pain at the thought that she had been the one to cause the tears to cascade down her porcelain cheeks.
"I'm sorry" Helena whispered, inching closer to Myka's scrunched up form, knees pulled tightly into her chest, "I shouldn't have done that, it was too much, I just assumed you felt the same for me as I did you"
"I do Helena, that's not the issue." Helena stood silent, unsure of how to respond. Rather than asking too many questions she just sat down next the American, mimicking her positioning.
"Who are they?" she asked. Myka sighed, was she really that transparent.
"Just someone from back Home"
"And are you two…?" Helena asked slightly disheartened.
"She's no longer with us and no we weren't"
"But you wanted to be?"
"I did not realise until she was gone." Myka lifted her head and looked at Helena, "I do like you, it's just that I feel like I'm cheating on her"
"Myka take this as if I haven't kissed you, just listen, I'm sure she would want you to be happy and finding love is part of that, I'm sure she's in a better place and would want the best for you regardless of what plane you're on."
Myka smiled to herself, Helena giving advice and stating her opinions on how she would feel in the future without even knowing it was her they were talking about was quite entertaining. Myka reached for Helena's hand, "Thank you"
"It's the least I can do after earlier"
"You did nothing wrong, you were acting on what you felt, never be sorry for that." Myka smiled at the suddenly shy Helena, "Now how about a swim?"
"What, no, we can't"
"We were having fun earlier, were we not?"
"Well yes" Helena replied, "But we can't…"
"But we can!" It seems that being stuck in a time of strict rules with a woman who she wanted to ravish but could not had taken its toll on Myka; she needed to have some fun, even if it was in a freezing cold lake. So before Helena could argue any further the exited brunette was on her feet and gazing down at her friend, "Clothes on or off?"
"I..um…well…off I guess, at least then they will only be slightly wet when we put them back on"
"Why Miss. Wells are you trying to get me naked?" Myka winked, hoping that it wasn't too soon to make a comment like that.
"Always darling." Helena jumped up and began to undress, Myka following in her actions. A sudden wave of self-consciousness hit Myka as she went to remove her final garment.
"Close your eyes" she requested.
"Oh come on, it's only me"
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"Oh fine" Helena huffed, raising her hands to her closed eyes to overdramatize the action. Myka pulled the last piece of cloth of and ran to the lake, making a large splash as she got into it. Helena laughed to herself; just the sound of it gave her perfect imagery. Helena then dropped her hands to her sides.
"Come on slow coach" Myka yelled, facing Helena from within the water. Helena removed her final piece of clothing without even an attempt to cover her naked form; she then began to stalk forward, a smirk present on her face as she watched Myka's reaction to her being nude. Myka tried not to stare but it was harder that it sounded, 'Look at her face Myka.' By the time Helena had reached her, Myka had already turned away and was pretending to look elsewhere.
"Not afraid of me, are you?" Helena teased.
"Of course not" Myka scoffed, "I'm just surprised, you were so quiet 2 minutes ago and now you're, well you're…"
"Naked"
"Exactly." Myka began to laugh quite violently, "Some things never change"
"I'm sorry?" Helena asked.
"Oh nothing, never mind." Helena just smiled at the American before disappearing under the water. A few moments later Myka realised Helena had been gone a bit too long and decided to cover her more feminine features. Before she knew what was happening two hands had gripped her waist and were pulling her down under the water. In the kerfuffle of being drowned Myka had removed her hands giving underwater Helena a perfect view. Once Myka had regained her floating composure Helena popped her head out from the water, directly in front of Myka causing the pair to gaze into each other's eyes, though for a moment longer than probably necessary. Myka then began to swim towards the shore, the water was cold and she needed to warm up.
"Why are you leaving, it was you who suggested we get in"
"And it's me who is suggesting we get out, it's rather cold don't you think?"
"I guess I just have thicker skin" Helena replied, "But don't expect me to close my eyes this time"
Myka scoffed, "Why doesn't that statement surprise me." Helena just smirked as Myka got out of the lake, shook some of the excess water off and began to re-dress. "You coming?"
"Fine" Helena wined, dragging herself to out of the icy water, dressing herself in a similar fashion to Myka. The pair made their way back to the house in relative silence, with the exception of the occasional single word or hidden glance. They both made their way into the living room where the fire was still burning fiercely.
"Here" Helena smiled, giving Myka a blanket, "Put your clothes in front of the fire and wrap up in that, these are the only trousers you have are they not?"
"Yeah, turn" she ordered.
"Such a spoil sport" Helena smirked, rotating to allow Myka time to disrobe. Helena did the same as Myka however rather than putting on some of the other trousers she had; she wrapped up in another blanket and plonked down on the sofa next to her friend. For some reason the fact that they were both only wearing blankets did not seem to make things awkward, they still managed to talk for the next hour with relative ease, well as much ease as there could be considering the day's events. They ate the wonderful dinner Helena had made for them (her servant) and then returned to the couch for some quiet reading. Both women soon fell into a comfortable slumber on the couch, the final position chosen when in the land of dreams was sure to have an effect in the morning as Helena, draped almost fully over Myka, did not even seem to realise that both her and Myka's blanket were no longer fulfilling their purpose.
A.N I'm not sure whether to have Myka sleep with past Helena or not, what do you think? Thank you all for reading my story, it means a lot xoxo