A/N Thanks for the reviews. After a few, well, a lot pleads for them not to be interrupted ( even though it is the theme of this story) I have decided to try something a little different with this chapter. Hope ya'll like it. If not, oh well.
Disclaimer : I own nothing of SyFy,it's shows or the characters.
0241 AM EST
"Ugh...I need coffee…..just stick it in an IV bag and hook me up HG." Claudia said as her head made a soft 'thud' as it fell on Helena's work desk. "Here, a whole pot just for you, extra strong, extra sweet." Helena gave a slight playful grimace as she sat across from her intern sipping on her tea. "I still do not understand how you Americans can stand that swill. Now a good cup of Earl Gary, that is what a civilized society drinks," she said as she raised her cup to the young girl.
"Tell me again why I am here, having to re-live the Boston Tea Party with you, HG?" Helena smirked as she watched her young intern gulp down the brown beverage. "Because darling young girl, Peter is spending time on the day shift so he can be with Amanda and help with their baby girl. Besides, you know we have to work the night shift on this job so we can get the new ramp switch done before the Holidays."
The intern looked up at the Brit with blood-shot eyes, waving her hand, "but of course, we would not want to interfere with the Holidays, pip pip and cheerio," she said in a mock English voice.
"Claudia, please do not do that accent, it offends my British senses, besides, you know how I feel about family and children."
Claudia looked over as she spoke, "are you still planning on meeting Myka's folks this Thanksgiving? I mean, that is like a huge step, you know, meeting the folks of your girlfriend and after that it's marriage and popping a few buns out of the oven." Helena looked over at the young intern, "It is just meeting her parents Claudia, it does not mean we are planning to have children anytime in the near future."
The young girl looked at Helena as she turned her laptop towards the Brit. "Yeah, about that kid thing, I ran some programs on some houses in the area and came up with some cool places for you and Mykes to check out. I am sending it to your PC so you two love birds can scope out some digs. Hey, didn't she come back from out of town earlier tonight?"
Helena scanned over the places the intern had sent her as she spoke, "Yes she did. Look Claudia, I need to head out, I'll see you later tonight, thanks."
0417 am EST
Helena showered at her place, not wanting to wake Myka. She threw one of her lover's t-shirts on over her boy shorts. Looking at the shirt in her mirror she scoffed. "Property of the FBI, more like the Property of HGW!" She said as she made her way down the flight of stairs to her American's apartment. Quietly letting herself in, she made her way to her lover's bed. Slipping under the cool sheets, Helena slid her body flush against Myka's. Her lips brushing behind Myka's ear as she slid her hand over the hem of the profiler's shirt as she whispered, "Hello sweetie, I am so glad you are home."
Myka's hips shifted at the warm touch, her legs opening wider of their own volition at the Brit's touch. "Yes my love, let me show you how much I missed you," the Brit all but purred into the American's ear. Myka's hand snaked around Helena's neck, pulling her into those pink lips, kissing them with wanton passion. "Baby, I've missed you so much," the profiler husked out.
As Helena struggled to keep her eyes open, she whispered, "remember love, lunch today at 1:00pm, in your office, I have some things to show you." Myka shifted her body, pulling her engineer's fingers out from her shorts. Kissing Helena on her forehead, she said, "hold that thought baby, I need to use the bathroom. Be back in a jiff." As Myka made her way back under the crisp sheets after using the bathroom, she could hear Helena softly snoring. Kissing her cheek, she whispered, "Sweet dreams baby, I'll see you later today."
1256 pm EST
"So Leena, I think we may be on to something here, they have a specific pattern, they seem to be targeting a certain type of bank..look," the Profiler said as she pointed to some of the pictures on her desk. "Here at the walls, all of them have the same features as each other; older structures, the marble is a pink Italian. If we could just go scope out some of the same type of banks around the area, I think we could get a lead. After lunch we should go to these two banks downtown." The young woman's hand came to rest upon the Profilers, "Myka,slow down,..breathe, we will solve this case. I swear your aura has been so bright since.."
The profiler walked over to the coffee maker beside her desk, lifting up the pot in a silent affirmation to the other woman, "So bright since what, Leena?" Shaking her head no to the offered coffee, Leena continued, "so… this someone special you are seeing, care to share?" The profiler smirked as she poured herself a cup. "Helena, her name is Helena. She is an Engineer I met, and she is British and has a kind, loving heart and..her hair, it is so straight and.." Leena held up her hand as the other hand closed the file they were discussing.
"You are deflecting. Come on Myka, really? Her hair?...How long have we been working together, been friends? Not even with Sam have I ever seen your aura glowing like this, come on, spill it."
Myka sat back in her chair, sipping on her coffee as she eyed her friend over the rim of her coffee mug, reflecting on the words her friend was saying.
She leaned forward on her desk as her mouth parted, "I think she may be my 'one'." Leena smiled back, watching Myka's aura glowing.
"I feel a but in there Myka, what is the issue?" Myka leaned back in her chair, "I think she may want to have kids one day." Leena raised her eyebrows, "Oh...but you love kids." A grin crossed Myka's lips as she said, "Yeah, I love kids, as long as they are someone else's." The two women laughed as they heard a knock on the door.
"I am so sorry to disturb you Agent Bering, but your one o'clock is here to see you," the young man said as he opened the office door, the Brit passing by him. "Thank you Mr Jinks, it was ever so pleasant to make your acquaintance." Both women's heads turned at the voice that ushered it's way into the room. With one hand held in the air, shaking a brown bag, the woman announced, "I brought lunch sweetie, Josh's famous fish taco's...oh, Hello there."
Myka smiled as Helena made her way into her office, rubbing the back of her neck, she waved her other hand at the woman, "Hey you..um..Leena this Helena...Helena this is Leena, she is my partner on the cases that we..well..not really partner, more like a freelance consultant but she is..."
"Breathe Myka," both women said at the same time, then grinning at each other as they both looked at one another. The Brit offered her hand to the other woman, "I'm Helena. So nice to met you, Leena." The consultant brushed Helena's hand away as she hugged the Brit and said, "I am so glad to finally met the woman responsible for all this."
Helena quirked her eyebrow, "Leena, they are just fish taco's," she said, knowing what the young woman meant, "Would you like to join us? I brought plenty, plus housemade salsa," the Brit said as she put the computer, then the brown bag down on the table near Myka's desk. "Ooh, salsa, I love that!" the consultant said as she gave Myka a big grin.
As Myka was shoving the other woman out the door, Leena grabbed onto the door frame, watching the colors swirling around the two women, she spoke up, "no deflecting Myka, I see all!" Myka gave her a final shove, "Nothing to see here, go on, will talk to you later, Leena," The young woman shouted back as she was unceremoniously pushed out into the corridor, "Bye Helena, it was very nice to meet you."
1310pm
"Here darling, have a taco, Josh said the Dolphins are 'running' today so the fish is fresh, what ever that means. Wasn't that sweet of Claudia's brother to fix this just for us?" Myka sat back as Helena spread out the feast before them, tucking a napkin under the young woman's collar.
As they finished their lunch Helena opened up the computer. "Here love, Claudia was sweet enough to make an app for us, all the houses that we might want to inspect right here."
Myka slid the computer closer as she looked over the program. "So Helena, when did she have time to do all of this, I thought she was working nights with you?" Helena leaned over Myka's shoulder to look at the screen with her. "Claudia was able to do this in my trailer while I was out with the crew...there, that one looks promising, ooh a jacuzzi, that should make for some fun times."
The Brit whispered as she pushed the hair away from the Profiler's neck, her tongue tracing the shell of Myka's ear as she spoke, "I never had the chance to finish welcoming you home this morning, I am so sorry for falling asleep on you my love." Myka shot up from her seat, tilting her head as if to try and wipe away the effect the Brit's tongue had tracing her ear.
"Helena, stop. Every time we are together, in a public place, we have gotten caught, remember what happened just last week? I could have gotten written up for that!"
Myka said as she marched towards the exit, then, flinging the door open to her office she looked at Leena and then toward her assistant.
"Hold all my calls, Steve. Leena, why don't you grab something downstairs, we will get going in about half an hour. Fine...Great...see you then."
Both Steve and Leena looked at each other. A knowing smirk crossed Leena's lips. "Did you hear about the elevator and Dickenson catching them?" Steve asked in a hushed tone. "No, do tell," Leena said as she leaned in toward Steve.
Helena was leaning against the profiler's desk as she watched Myka close, then lock her door. she chuckled as Myka started walking toward her, "You know darling, this is not a public pla…"
Helena stop talking mid-sentence as she watched Myka unbuttoning her shirt as she stalked toward the her. "I do believe you still owe me a 'proper' welcome home, Ms. Wells."
Helena let out a low growl as she pushed Myka against the wall, laying hot, open-mouth kisses along the profiler's neck as she husked out, "then by all means, let me make up for my most grievous error," the Brit said as her nimble fingers unbuttoned the profiler's dress slacks.
Their mouths clashed, each one dueling for dominance with their tongues until the need for air pushed at their lungs. Helena pulled back, her eyes raking over the body before her, "Oh my," she said as her finger traced under the bra strap. "Leopard print with pink straps, when did you get this?"
Myka smirked as her back arched toward her Brit's hand, "You like it baby? I picked up the matching set when I was out of town." As Helena was pushing up the bra, exposing the pink nipples before her, she pulled back. "A matching set? If I didn't know better, I would say you were planning this." The Brit looked down to where her fingers were at, stopping as she took in the matching set of lingerie before her.
The Brit's pupils dilated as she started to slide down the Profilers body. "Oh no you don't," the Profiler said as she tugged gently on the Brit's hair, bringing their faces together. "Just your hand baby, I need to feel you inside me. Besides every time you are between my legs, someone interrupts us."
1350 pm
Myka's head slammed against the wall as hot, wet lips sucked her nipples to a harden state. Her fingers tangling into those raven locks as she arched her back into those hot lips, letting out a muffled moan as Helena's teeth scraped against them, tugging at will. "Yes," she hissed as her hand clenched at the wrist of the fingers inside her.
"Yes baby..harder," The Profiler husked, her lips parted. With every pant those lips brushed against the Brit's lips, Helena's hooded eyes glowing as she watched her Profiler coming undone. The Brit felt her lover's walls pulling her fingers further in with each wave that convulsed over the Profiler. Lust and hot passion soon turned into affirmations of love and devotion.
Their sweat glistening foreheads met as their heartbeats slowed. Green orbs met dark brown eyes, "Helena, baby, I love you so much, but I need to get going, I've got a lead on something big," the profiler said as she buttoned up her dark pink blouse.
Pulling their lips together, the Brit whispered, "Yes my love, just don't leave me waiting too long."
Leena grabbed Steve by his wrist, her eyes never leaving Myka's office door, "don't go in there Steve, let's give them a few more minutes." The assistant looked at the consultant before responding, "but, this report you two were waiting on, it just came over the fax."
1936 PM EST
As the Brit was instructing the MOT crew as to where to set up the cones, her phone started to ring. "Hello? Is this Helena Wells?" The engineer looked at her phone, a slight wave of nausea passing through her. "Yes it is, how may I help you?"
As Helena walked away from the noise of the diesel engines, she heard the voice say, "I'm calling from Jackson Memorial Hospital downtown, you are listed as Agent Myka Bering's emergency contact."
Helena's heart pounded out of her chest as she tried to find her voice. "Um, yes..what happened?" The lump in her throat rising. "Agent Bering is here in the ER, we need permission to proceed with the CAT scan." As Helena grabbed onto a barricade to steady herself, she heard herself reply, "anything she needs, I'm on my way. Thank you."