A/N Thanks for all the great reviews. I know, I know, I hate cliff-hangers myself. Bear with me, I messed up my hands at work and both these chapters have been literally a pain to write.
Thank you so much T-rahz for the great Beta and keeping this hot mess under control.
A really big thank you to 'you know who' for the extra help!
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" Peter, listen to me, Claudia is all alone at the site…. I need you there ASAP…..no, the bastards wouldn't tell me a God damn thing!...I hope not...no...they didn't say a gun shot...just something about a CAT scan...how the hell should I know!...okay...OKAY!...I am calm...I swear to all that is holy I will kill the bastards ….. okay...I AM breathing...these damn cars are in my way…..no….there are News trucks parked all over the place...I can't find a fucking parking spot!...' then bloody hell tow it!'...look Peter, I'm going inside the ER now …..yes...yes, I promise….as soon as I know anything I will call you….thank you Peter…..from your lips to God's ears….bye.
Helena made her way through the throng of reporters and cameras, looking for the admittance desk inside the ER. She tucked her phone in her back pocket as she spoke to the nurse " where is she!" The Brit all but yelled to the nurse.
" I'm sorry, but who is 'she' and who are you? And please lower your voice, you are in a Hospital." The Brit paused, remembering what Pete had said to do, ' just breath.' As she ran her hand through her hair she spoke up.
" I'm Helena Wells, I was called by someone here about Myka...Agent Myka Bering, please,is she alright?" Helena said, trying to steady her shaking. " Helena! over here!" a voice called out between the crowd of people in the waiting area.
The Brit spotted the brown curly hair and ran toward the consultant. " Oh thank god you're here." She said as the Brit hugged her " What the hell happened,where is Myka, I need to.." Helena was cut short on her rambling as she spotted the cuts and bruises on the consultants arm. " She is okay, I'm okay, just some bumps from the car crash." Leena quickly said as she lead Helena over to a table away from the crowd.
A short, older man stood up and addressed her, " I am Senior Agent Neilson with the FBI, we had met briefly at the awards dinner, please Ms Wells, have a seat."
Helena just stood there, trying to process everything around her as she spoke " Where is she? I demand to see her right now!" The consultant put her hand on the Brit's shoulder, trying to calm her down.
" Helena,please, sit down, it's going to be awhile before you can see Myka, they are still running tests on her, trust me, she is in capable hands, Dr. Hernandez is the best head trauma specialist there is."
" Head trauma?...car crash?" Helena mumbled as she sat down, burying her face in her hands, she didn't look up as she asked " Leena, what is going on?"
The consultant rubbed the Brit's shoulder "Myka and I went downtown to check out two of the banks that we thought the robbers might target next."
The older agent cleared his throat as he spoke up " Leena, this is an on-going FEDERAL investigation, a need to know only investigation, and Ms. Wells does not need to know as she is not an agent."
Both women looked over at him. " Really Artie? " Leena said as she stood up and dragged the older man away. Helena watched as the two argued in hushed voices,both pointing at her.
After a few minutes Leena came back and sat next the Brit. " You have to excuse Artie, he is not really a people person, but he has a good heart." The Brit sighed as she looked at the man walking away. " Leena, please tell me what happened."
The consultant held the Brit's hand as she spoke. "As I was saying, we were driving up to the second bank to look it over, just as we were pulling up, we saw four masked men running into a van. Myka told me to radio it in as she flipped on the lights and chased after the van."
Artie had came back to the table, three coffee's in hand, setting them down he interrupted, "Here Ms Wells, I asked about Myka, they said the doctor would be out soon to update us on her condition." The Brit nodded her head at the the man, taking the steaming cup into her shaking hands. "Please Leena, go on."
The consultant sipped her coffee, then spoke up. "I told Myka that this was crazy, that we should wait for backup or something like that, but everything was happening so fast.
She followed the van, weaving in and out of traffic till we hit a stretch of road without too many cars around. She told me to hold on as she did that pit thing on the van, it spun out into a tree.
As we were driving over to them a car came from out of nowhere and slammed right into us. Next thing I know, Myka has her gun out, blood pouring down her head as she held them at gunpoint." Helena gasped as she gripped Leena's good arm.
"That is when the other police cars came up on us. She flashed her badge and lowered her gun as the other cops came up. When I was being helped out of the car, I saw Myka collapse to the ground. I guess after the adrenaline wore off of her..I mean.."
Helena gave the consultant a brief smile. "Ever the hero."
Artie cleared his throat as he looked at Leena, "And just what were you two thinking? Chasing them all around the streets,you two could have been killed acting like Starsky and Hutch out there." Leena glared at the older man.
"We were doing our jobs and if wasn't for Myka those guys would have gotten away.
And for the record, WE were not acting like Starsky and Hutch, seeing as you are getting senile in your old age I can understand you confusing me with a tall,blonde white man."
Leena looked over at Helena, giving the Brit a wink, knowing the banter between her and Artie would lighten the somber mood Helena was in.
" Yes the resemblance is uncanny." Artie snarked as he sipped his coffee.
"Is there a Helena Wells here?"
Helena jumped up as she made her way to the doctor. "Yes, I am she, is this about Myka, I mean Agent Bering, is she alright, when can I see her?" The doctor lead the Brit over to the side of the wall, eyeing the throngs of reporters just outside the ER door.
"I'm doctor Hernandez, I am treating Agent Bering, right now she is stable and is in and out of consciousness. She has sustained a concussion and we need to keep her under a twenty-four hour watch before we can release her."
Helena sighed as she tried to absorb all the information. "When can I see her doctor?"
The doctor lead the Brit to the elevator, pressing the button she turned to Helena, " We will go up now, and if you like I can have the nurse set up an extra bed for you in the room." As they rode the elevator up the Brit turned to the doctor " Thank you for that. Is she under any medications and are there any instructions I should be made aware of?"
The doctor smiled as she lead them to Myka's room. "No,not really, I gave her a small dose of pain meds to alleviate her discomfort, it may have an effect on her. Oh, she does have a few sutures just above her hairline but it's nothing to worry about." The doctor said as she lead them into the profiler's room. "And how are we feeling Agent Bering?"
Myka turned her head as the two women came over to her bedside. " WE are feeling just Jim Dandy!"
Helena smirked at the profiler's words, and as she held Myka's hand, a calm relief came over her at the feeling of that hand tucked safely in her own. The doctor looked over the chart and then at the two women. "Well, I see the pain meds have kicked in, everything seems in order, I'll just leave you two alone."
The doctor smiled as she closed the door behind herself,
turning around at the feel of Myka squeezing her hand, Helena smiled as she bent down to kiss her lover's forehead. "Are you in any pain my love?"
Myka grinned as she tangled her hand into the Brit's hair, pulling her down until their lips met, nipping at the Brit's bottom lip the profiler giggled. "Not any more baby." As Helena parted her lips to speak, Myka slipped her tongue into the Brits mouth,deepening their kiss as she pulled her lover closer.
Helena tried to pull back as Myka's other hand reached around the Brit's waist. Helena let out a small yelp as the younger woman pulled her onto the bed and flush against her body.
Myka stroked Helena's hair as she gave her quick nips on those pink lips. "I love you so much Helena."
The Brit returned her lover's kisses. "As I do you my love." Feeling the weight of the day leaving her shoulders Helena gently traced the cut on Myka's forehead with her fingertips.
"You know love, you gave me quite the scare tonight." Helena's voice trembled and even in a medicated induced haze, Myka was able to hear her faltering tone; and to show that she was okay, she wrapped her leg around Helena's, pulling her closer as she worked at the button's of her Brit's jeans, kissing and nipping at the sweet flesh under her lips.
"Myka, stop. You have just been through a horrific ordeal. Do you know where we are right now love?"
Myka stilled her hand, and pulling her head back, she looked at her lover as the smile faded from her face. " I am well aware that we are in the Hospital….and in a private room."
She said as a devious grin spread across her face. "You showed me how much you missed me at lunch...now it's my turn. to. show. you."
The profiler said, pushing further into the engineer's jeans with each word she spoke. Helena looked up at the beeping sound she hadn't really noticed before. The heart monitor clearly displaying Myka's arousal. "That's what you do to me." Myka said, pointing at the machine that she had been hooked up to.
Helena's breath hitched as Myka slid her two fingers deep inside her, sighing happily at the slick heat greeting her fingers. "And that, is what you do to me love." Helena smirked, moaning into the profiler's neck as she rocked on those long fingers. "Yes my love" she husked out.
"Okay Ms Bering, here is the bed the doc said you…." The nurse stopped speaking mid-sentence as she spotted the two women on the bed. Helena jumped, well, more like fell out of Myka's bed and attempted to quickly pull up her jeans. "Um..yes...thank you, I'll take it from here."
"I bet you will." The nurse snarked as she left the room.