Thank you! If you're reading this chapter... thank you thank you thank you. I appreciate you taking time to read these. I'm sorry this took so long, a few days. lol. This week has been a little stressful at work so I didn't really have time to get through writing this chapter, ALSO, another idea for a different fic. has been nagging at me like it's nobody's business. gah! Anyway, I hope you enjoy Gender Swap. It's not what you think. lol. =D

"Myka, it's time to get up." Helena leaned over her and gently shook her shoulder.

"No..." Myka mumbled into her pillow, a wild mess of curls splayed out above her head, body sprawled across the bed. "Five more minutes."

"You dozed off about an hour ago love. Maybe I should have just let you sleep when we got back hmm? The party is in an hour and you have to get ready, or else my costume is incomplete." Myka let out a tired chuckle, she could practically hear Helena pouting.

Myka rolled over, eyes still closed. "Not our fault, we had to be in the warehouse at such an ungodly hour." She took a minute before slowly shaking off sleep. She opened and closed her eyes, once, twice, until they settled on Helena, standing there in her costume. Her fatigue disappeared instantly, replaced by a desire that had only been quenched a little over an hour ago.

Helena wore a black corset, laced up on both sides with silver ribbon, her breasts pouring out of the top. Her hair was wild, a mane; so different from her usual silky, tame hairstyle. She wore a gray fur skirt that covered almost nothing, along with matching fur hand gloves and boots.

Myka crawled to the edge of the bed, kneeling and pulling Helena into her. She kissed her hard, the force almost knocking her off balance. Her hands tangled in Helena's hair, she tried to take the woman in, always hoping her thoughts, and her feelings were recognized by the older woman through her actions; and they were.

"You like it then?"

Myka bit her lower lip and nodded, sitting back on her heels to take in and memorize every inch of her love. Helena knew what she was doing, she did it the first time they made love, the first time Helena talked about Christina, every first, second and third time of everything. Every moment, she spent memorizing this amazing woman. She would never stop.

"I especially like this." Myka's hands brushed against the ribbon at the sides of Helena's corset, running her fingers over them until she reached the top, just beside her breasts. She tugged on the ends until they came undone, and slowly undid the lacing until the top was loose enough to slid right off; if not for Helena's hands holding it up. Myka urged her hands away, to let the corset fall to the floor, but Helena stopped her.

"Nope. You have to get ready, and now I have to redo the laces. This did take a while, mind you."

"Come on Helena. I mean have you looked at you?" She pulled the older woman back into her, craning her neck so she could lay hot open mouthed kisses on the swell of her breasts, drawing a glorious moan out of her lover. Helena's hands started to loosen their hold, the corset slipping away, Myka smiling against her chest; when they were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "I'm gonna kill whoever that is."

"Maybe it's for the best darling." Helena managed to say when she finally collected her thoughts. "I'll get it."

Myka flopped back against the headboard while Helena walked over to the door, still holding her top so it wouldn't fall.

"Claudia! What can I do for you love?" The young techie popped her head into the room, a big smile on her face.

"Hey H.G. I thought you were already dressed." Claudia looked between her mentor and her sister figure.

"I was, but I had to wake Myka up and she hasn't seen me in my costume yet. I think it may have been too much for her, if you know what I mean." Helena chuckled, the light of it reaching her eyes perfectly, such a sight was something Myka would never take for granted.

"Woah! Didn't need to know that H.G." Claudia looked over at the woman in bed and grew concerned. "Mykes, why were you still sleeping? Are you feeling okay? Hold up, you're not pregnant yet are you? I mean you guys didn't... you know..."

"No! Claude. We didn't. Being at the warehouse at 3 this morning was a little ridiculous, and I was just tired. I'm not pregnant. We... I mean Helena set a date, but she won't tell me when."

"It's a surprise. You'll love it, I promise." By this time, Helena was back by Myka's side getting her assistance in fixing the mess she made of her costume. "Myka will be ready in a minute and we'll be right down."

"Okay." Claudia started walking out of the room.

"Claude?" She turned back around to see Myka staring at her with so much love in her eyes. "You look beautiful. I love your costume."

"Thanks. Leena thought of the whole fairy tale and princess with a twist thing, so I told her to pick my costume. She picked Steam Punk Snow White. Pretty rad if you ask me." She did a little spin to show it off before walking out the door.

When the door closed, Myka yanked on Helena's hand, causing her to stumble forward and land on top of her. "Myka!" The younger woman let out a deep belly laugh, that left Helena no other choice but to laugh along with her. Myka traced her index finger over the soft flesh pouring out of what she would consider the best costume ever, leaving goosebumps trailing behind.

"You know... the big bad wolf is supposed to be a guy right?"

"So is H.G. Wells." Both women laughed, Helena pushed herself up so she was hovering over Myka, dipping her head down just enough to briefly bring their lips together. "Now, get up and get dressed little red. I'll be waiting downstairs."

Helena was just leaving the room when she heard Myka call out to her. She turned around as the younger woman stepped out of bed.

"I love you."

"I love you too Myka."

It was so simple, and often said without a second thought; but other times, those words held an eternity of thought in them. They were ground breaking, earth shattering, heart wrenching words that felt good and hurt like hell all at the same time. Those words were never spoken just because. Both women knew love and loss so great that those words were the most precious gift. A gift that was usually shattered by someone yelling for them to hurry up.

"GUYS! Get off each other and get down here! We have to go!" Pete yelled up the stairs, as the others around him just laughed merrily and happily, knowing that even though they were now late for every thing; at least they were all happy.

"Pete, let them go... they can just meet us there." Leena said as she grabbed the car keys and walked out, closely followed by Claudia and Pete. Myka and Helena would meet them a little later.

Okay... if you don't like how this one ends, I left it this way because I want to do a short-ish story about the halloween party. I have their costumes in my head and some ideas so I'm gonna do that later. Hope that softens the blow of this horrible ending. I feel like my writing style in this chapter is a little different. Sorry if that throws you off, it was just the mood I was in. Thank you for reading and please leave a review or some ideas if you have any. I appreciate your support. Love you all!