Pacing the interview room impatiently Helena cast her eyes at the wall clock on the bright white wall in front of her. Five minutes and Sykes would be there with the paperwork. The actress gritted her teeth. Signing the rights away to the photographs was going to be tough. Helena sighed feeling the fight physically leave her on an exasperated puff of air. She would do right by Myka and if this was Myka's will then so it must be.

...

One the other side of the interview room barred by a large one way mirror Myka watched her girlfriend stalk around the small space like a wild animal in captivity. She felt terrible. She knew Helena didn't want to sign ...She understood that it meant having to swallow their pride ...but this was right wasn't it...the alternative could be at a cost too great surely?

Myka bit her lip as Helena looked up and into the mirror on the other side, their eyes met as if the actress could see her. Helena's black eyes burned so brightly it took the historian's breath away. Myka thought the actress was completely stunning, she couldn't understand how on earth she had managed to catch such a fine fish in the big sea of the world. Helena moved a little further forward her eyes still unknowingly connected to Myka's green. Even after a night in the cells Helena looked breath taking. Her skin was flawless, her face perfect even without makeup.

Myka wrapped her arms around her waist nervously. Sykes had just been let into the room. The whole thing was a little unorthodox but thanks to Officer Jinks he was helping them sort out their little misunderstanding without fuss. Taking position on a hard bench Myka turned up the sound on the transmitter in the room and listened as Sykes and Helena made conversation.

...

'Miss Wells. I'd like to say it's a pleasure but you do make me rather nervous since your latest escapade. I thought you were fiery but never would have imagined violent.' Sykes took a seat in front of the actress still maintaining his charade.

'Bollocks.' Helena scoffed. 'It was a Damn accident and you know it. '

'Whatever you say Helena.' Sykes made a clicking sound with his throat. ' I believe you have agreed to sign these papers in exchange for me dropping my charges? '

Helena nodded unable to speak.

' My,my. The great HG Wells finally sees some sense; perhaps this history girl has had a good effect on you after all.'

Sykes pushed the paper and pen towards the actress. ' Just sign on the dotted line and we can both go home and forget this ever happened. '

Helena took the contract and began to read from top to bottom. 'This is bullshit... You know Damn well I have never been in a relationship with Pete Lattimer...I don't even understand why you have mentioned it here ? ' Helena jabbed at the typed up documents.

'Well I figured while I get one up on you I may as well make it a gooden.' Sykes grinned devilishly.

'Bastard. ' Helena kept reading her heart sinking with each new line. She didn't know how she would find the strength to even lift the pen.

...

Myka held her breath as she watched her girlfriend get goaded. She had to admit it was harder than she had expected to watch Sykes get exactly what he wanted.

...

'Oh Helena there's no need to read the bloody thing. We all know that whatever is in there you've been so whipped by your new girlfriend that you will sign it. Anything to make the wife happy right?' Sykes raised an eyebrow as he spoke sarcastically across the interview table.

Helena had to bite her lip hard to stop herself from saying something she might regret.

' It's funny Helena I never thought you would actually settle down. Actresses like you they only get to where they are by acting the whore. I guess that's why you really need to give up...now you're not allowed to do that.' Sykes smiled knowing he had the actress just where he wanted her.

...

With burning ears Myka listened to every side of the exchange beyond the glass. As Sykes spoke she pressed her hands against the back of the cold mirror, the giving in thing, it was proving a lot harder to swallow than she thought. Sykes was getting what he wanted , why didn't he keep his goddamn mouth shut?

'Take it easy Miss Bering. 'Officer Jinks observed from a distance. 'He's trying to rattle her. This will be over soon.'

Myka looked at her fingertips gripping at the glass so tightly her tips were going blue. The sound of Sykes' voice was causing the blood to boil beneath her skin.

...

' Walter. You can say whatever the hell you like. I'm happy, the happiest I've ever been with a woman who is just... ' Helena paused….'She's just…beyond perfect .' Helena smiled a genuine warm smile. Thinking of Myka brought calm to her frustrated mind. She could do this. Suddenly signing didn't seem so hard when she pictured her new girlfriends beautiful face. She was madly in love and nothing on the earth would taint that, not even Sykes.

'Bullshit Helena. You're not made for domesticated life and you know it. You'll be back in our world screwing around before you can say 'bobs your uncle'. I just hope somebody has the decency to warn your precious Myka. '

'Piss off. ' Helena raised the pen. She couldn't be bothered to read or listen to another word. She would sign and get out of the guys hair once and for all.

Helena reached across the clammy table to the plastic BIC Biro. Pulled off the cap and was just about to press the pen point to the page when the interview room door swung wide open.

'Don't you dare sign a damn thing ! ' Myka stood tall in the doorway her green eyes burning bright with a fury Helena had not witnessed yet.

'Myka ? So glad you can join us.' Sykes sneered.

'Well you shouldn't be. You could have so easily slipped out of here today with those documents signed and all our problems could have been laid to rest...but no, you had to push it. You had to dig the knife in deeper.' Myka stepped towards the edge of the table. 'Now you're not going to get a bloody thing.' Myka screwed up the paperwork on the table and chucked it into the corner of the room.

Helena watched bemused with a silly proud grin splattered across her face as Myka began to give Sykes hell.

'You're a bully Walter and we don't respond to bullies. Get the hell out of here and don't interfere with our lives again. ' The historian raised her arm and pointed to the door.

'Oh Myka. You've made a terrible mistake my girl. Not only have you crossed me... You are doing it for this slut actress. She won't stick with you Myka she never does.'

'That is not true...' Helena stood up to speak and was immediately quietened by the brunette.

'You say that again about my girlfriend and I swear to God Sykes...I'll...' Myka didn't want to finish her threat she wasn't really the threatening type.

'You will what ?'

Myka didn't respond.

' You will nothing. Sykes stood to leave. You're just hot air Myka. Neither of you can touch me and you know it. I hope you enjoy prison Helena...and Myka...I'll say it one more time just so we're clear who's in control here. Your girlfriend is a one big slut.'

SMACK !

Myka had raised her fist and ploughed it smack bang square into Sykes' jaw with such force she sent him tumbling to the ground.

'Bravo darling I couldn't have said it better myself. ' Helena grabbed the historians hand and pulled her towards her with a dramatic twirl. 'You are completely perfect for me...did you know that? '

With that the background kerfuffle disappeared into a dreamy haze as the two women looked into the other's eyes. All they could see was each other. Actress and historian stood arms wrapped around each other and lips entwined while chaos rained all around them.

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One hour later.

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'See I knew you couldn't resist the jail bird scenario.' Helena grinned at her girlfriend sat across from her in their small cell block room. Officer Jinks had kindly swindled it so they could share their temporary prison together.

Myka rolled her eyes. 'In my head I was the officer though.'

'Darling you saucy minx. So how did it go, were you arresting me for something very bad?' Helena pouted her lips and leaned forward revealing a slight hint of cleavage to her lover.

'Helena! Shhh. I'm sure they have cameras in here you know.' Myka looked sceptically around the room.

'Even better darling.' Helena licked her lips.

'You are completely incorrigible. How can you just have sex on your mind at a time like this? My nerves are shot.' The historian ran a hand through her hair while the actress merely shrugged.

'I'm just lucky I guess.' Helena winked at her distressed lover then took pitty and pulled the brunette gently into her arms.

'Don't worry my love. This will be fixed. Good always wins in the end. I am positive young Claudia with the help of Irene will come up with the perfect plan.' Helena stroked the historian's hair.

'..and if they don't?' Myka leaned into her girlfriend's warmth.

'If they don't I'll be your prison wife and we can have role play every day of our sentence.' Helena giggled and kissed her girlfriend, she couldn't resist one last tease.

Myka playfully slapped her lover away and leaned back onto the actress. Biting her lip she really hoped Helena was right. Locked behind bars they were hopeless, everything now depended on her best friend and the older agent.