Loved You Madly
Chapter 14: Interruptions
Helena Wells/Myka Berring
Summary: Myka and Helena continue their relationship in private, but everyone in the Warehouse seems to want to be involved.

A/N: Sorry for the late update, prolly not updating over the weekend. Thanks for all the encouragement. wellsfan101; I love you!

"Are you putting me back now?" The shorter woman asked.

"I'd like you to stay the night, again." Myka half-pleaded.

Helena smiled and was about to lie beside her love on the bed when there was a knock. Helena scurried to hide in the closet, not the best or most original plan but it was a bit of a gut reaction. Myka hid the ball under a pillow.

"Mykes?" It was Pete. Myka had few people she wanted to speak to less than her partner. "Are you in there?"

Helena nodded for Myka to answer. "Yes, Pete, I am."

"Can I come in and talk?" He asked timidly. Myka rolled her eyes but told him it was okay. When Pete opened the door Myka saw how badly she had injured the poor man. "Hey, I'm sorry, Mykes. I didn't realize—"

"You're sorry?" Myka asked a bit confused. Pete had two black eyes, a fat lip, and bruised jaw, and that was just what was visible from across the room. "I'm the one who should be apologizing. Pete, I had no idea I did that much harm to you."

"This? It's nothing." The male agent shrugged. "I bruise like a peach. And really, after Claudia explained it all to me, I had no idea what you and Lady Cuckoo had going on."

"'Lady Cuckoo?'" Helena objected from the corner.

Pete furrowed his brow and entered the room, the door shutting silently behind him. "Was that..?"

Myka stammered, but HG stepped out of the closet and waved, somewhat embarrassed. "Hello, again, Pete."

"Hi." He said to the floor. "I see you're here."

"Yes, she is." Myka interjected.

"Darling," HG approached him. "You have a little something…" She pointed to the biggest bruise on his face.

"Thanks." He lied.

"Listen, Pete, I really am tired." Myka interrupted what was surely about to become and argument. "I was just about to put HG back. Can we not talk about this tomorrow?"

Pete nodded. "I'll let you two do, whatever it is you two do." He started to back away to the door, and he was just closing it as he stuck his head back in and asked. "Hey what is it that do you two do? I'd enjoy having a visual, you know, so I can think about it."

The pillow hit the door behind Pete as he shut it after him.

"Does he always call me 'Lady Cuckoo' like that?" Helena questioned, falling on to the bed beside Myka.

The emerald-eyed girl shrugged and teased. "He means it in the best way, I assure you."

"I'm sure he does." She agreed and finally settled onto the bed next to Myka. She stifled a yawn.

Myka laughed. "I thought you don't get tired."

"So did I." Helena said a little curiously. "I did have a very big day. You know, with the investigation and the collection of the artifact, arguing with Pete all day…" Helena hesitated. "And the sudden realization of my crippling abandonment issues." It was said in a joking manner, but Myka heard the seriousness in her partner's voice.

"I meant what I said; I will never let you go." Myka swore to her. "Never ever."

Helena smiled and again, as she opened her mouth to respond, there was knocking. She rolled her eyes. "What does he want now?"

Myka shrugged and shook her head. "What do you want, Pete?" Myka yelled through the door.

"I'm not Pete." Claudia yelled back. "Can we talk?"

Helena moved to hide in the corner again but Myka indicated for her to stay put. "Come on in, Claude."

Claudia opened the door and stepped in, closing it tightly behind her and being very secretive. "Oh," she said, seeing HG on the bed. "I didn't know you had company." She stood awkwardly.

"You can sit down, Claudia, it's fine." Myka told the young woman.

Helena smiled at Myka. "I still make her nervous, darling."

"No," the red-head protested, but she looked at HG with a smile all the same. "I'm not used to conversing with holograms, yet."

"Is there something I can help you with, Claudia?" Myka asked, not meaning to sound short, but still trying to convey the fact that they wanted to be left alone.

"Yeah," Claudia said, resisting the urge to run her hands through HG's image. "It's probably better that you're both here." She turned to Helena. "I assume she told you what happened today."

Helena nodded. "Inexplicit details, yes, she did."

"Okay then," Claudia nodded. "Then you can guess that as much as I enjoyed seeing Pete get the crap beat outta him, that can't happen again."

Both women signaled their concurrence.

"So, are you guys gonna come out or is Myka Tyson going to try and be less overly-sensitive?"

The two older women shared a look. "It's probably best not to 'come out' as you said," HG concluded. "But Myka and I will discuss what appropriate responses to that sort of situation might be." She nodded as if to say 'that's that.'

Claudia indicated indecisiveness with her head. "Okay," she stood to leave. "It was nice to have you back, HG." She went to turn the doorknob and, like everyone else (what is with these people) stopped. "Don't go too easy on her, 'kay?" She said flashing a smile, her eyes were far more suggestive than her words, and made Myka blush a little.

"I don't intend to do so." Helena coincided with a knowing grin.

Once again the women were alone. Myka jumped out of bed and locked her door. "Let's see if that deters anyone." She sighed, falling back next to her love. "I really am glad they know. It's just nice to not have you be a big secret like I'm ashamed of you."

"I don't think having a relationship with a homicidal maniac slash hologram with separation anxiety is something to be exceptionally proud of, dear." Helena quipped.

"I don't think of you like that." Myka attempted. "Although we do have a few things to talk about."

"Indeed we do." Her partner agreed. "For starters—"

"Nope, I start." Myka interrupted. "Roll up your sleeves."

Helena looked up at Myka, her expression settling between shame and mortification. "Myka…" There was a slight whimper to her voice.

"I can Tesla you and do it myself if I have to." Myka threatened.

Helena pushed her sleeves up to her elbows. "I'm alright, really. It's just a few scratches."

"Yes," Myka looked over the wounds. "But there is the small fact that you did it to yourself." Her tone was both concerned and disapproving.

Helena nodded. "I was distraught. I don't make a habit of it."

"You better not." Myka warned, sounding serious and gentle. "You should let me clean them up."

"I heal quickly." Helena promised. "I'll probably be good as gold by tomorrow evening." There was a look in Myka's eyes akin to distrust. "Now, about you and Pete," Helena began. "Well, really, this is more of a 'you and me' issue."

Myka replied. "I will try very hard not to attack anymore of my coworkers." She made her eyes big. "Even if they try to kill you."

"Actually, I was going to say that maybe you should start hiding the orb a little better so as to prevent any need for future defensive action." She explained. "I understand why you reacted the way you did. Just as you wish I had reacted to today's events in a way that was less destructive, I wish you had been less violent in your approach. But I make no attempt to imply I would have behaved any differently."

"Is that considered being tough on me?" Myka joked.

Helena smiled wickedly. "No dear, that will come when I am corporeal again."

Myka took a deep breath to calm herself and let it out in a long sigh. What couldn't this woman do to her? "Are you ready" she yawned "for bed, then?"

Helena smiled sweetly and rested her head on the pillow beside Myka's. "I am."

This time Helena fell asleep first and Myka watched over her. There were so many things that happened today; so many new discoveries to explore. For starters, Helena may be able to take physical form. And for once in her life, Myka felt needed. She wasn't sure which of those was a greater phenomenon. Myka quietly considered whether or not it was worth possibly angering the regents by finding ways to make HG whole just to be able to hold her. Gazing upon her love's soft features, lit by the moonlight, Myka had no doubt in her mind, she would do anything for this woman. And HG would do anything for her.

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