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Myka stood in shock, staring at the vision before her. Half of her wanted to turn to Pete, ask him to explain what the heck was going on. The other half never wanted to look away from the woman who had become so important to her, lest she leave again. She heard her tesla clatter against the floor, but paid it no mind. All that mattered in this moment was Helena. Her Helena for she could see it in her eyes. The last time they met, most of what she saw was Emily Lake, and Helena was merely a shadow dancing in the back of her eyes. This however, this was her Helena, brilliant, beautiful .. and a little mad.
" I wasn't certain if this was a good time or not."
Myka couldn't help but close her eyes at the sound of her voice. It was just as perfect, perhaps even more so than she remembered. She let it waft over her for a moment before she opened her eyes again. She realised Helena was staring at her, as if looking for permission to carry on.
"..."
Myka tried to speak … she really did, but for some reason words failed her, and all she could do was keep staring.
Seeming to take her silence as permission, H.G. ran a trembling hand through her hair and continued;
" I know I haven't really been available, but I was wondering If maybe you and I could … chat?"
More silence
" I didn't mean to impose..."
Helena shot a pleading glance at Pete, who was slowly backing out of the room. Seeing him shake his head vigorously and exit through the door, she cursed under her breath, frustration finally slipping through.
"Myka, you don't have to accommodate me since you obviously don't want to. I suppose I was led to believe something that may have been more hopeful thinking than anything else but I thought we could at least … dammit will you just say something Myka? Anything.."
"Don't leave."
"What?"
Myka took in a deep breath, the air was filled with Helena's scent. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled, like they could sense the electricity in the air.
"Don't leave." She said again.
H.G. cocked her head to one side, a confused look appearing on her face.
"I don't under - "
"If you want me to welcome you back - into my home, into my life, you can't leave again Helena. You're .. you can't leave."
H.G.'s gaze softened, a look of understanding passing through them.
"I won't leave you. I promise."
She smiled then, and Myka could feel her world starting to make sense again. She let out the breath she didn't know she was holding, feeling lighter that she had ever felt in what seemed like forever. She stepped forward, and without thinking about it wrapped her arms around H.G. Pulling her into a tight embrace. She felt the taller woman stiffen in surprise, then felt her arms wrap around her. Myka snuggled deeper into the embrace, her nose nuzzling into the hollow of her shoulder blades. She breathed in deeply, like she needed to reassure herself that this was truly happening. She felt Helena's arms tighten around her and a small pressure on the top of her head as the woman rested her chin on it. They stayed like that for a while, neither noticing the time passing, just being.
The commotion outside went by unnoticed by either of them. The pounding of boots against the floor and Pete's voice yelling to wait somehow didn't permeate the space they had created with each other.
The door flung open, bringing both Claudia and Pete tumbling into the room.
"Seriously Claude, couldn't you just wait for a few minutes?"
Claudia somehow managed to untangle herself from the lump that was pete and stood up slowly, dusting herself off and her back to the pair.
"Jeez Pete, Nazi much?"
She turned around still mumbling, and picking out globs of purple goo that had somehow gotten into her hair.
"Like seriously Pete, there's a reason we're meant to secure the portable neutralizers properly. Now I'm going to look like I got a makeover from the Cheshire cat the next time I see … whoa"
H.G. and Myka had been trying to surreptitiously untangle themselves from each other until Claudia noticed them. Myka could feel her cheeks heat up and shoved her hands into her pocket, avoiding eye contact.
When the silence got to be too unbearable she looked up to see eyes on her, including -to her chagrin- H.G's. Turning even redder, she sighed and did the only thing she could; Gesturing to H.G. she announced somewhat loudly:
"Helena's back."