Title: Nova Vita

Author: Shannon – shannyfish

Disclaimer: I do not own "Sanctuary" or its characters, Syfy and other people do. This is merely for entertainment purposes only.

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Magnus, Druitt, and Tesla are captured. A group (possibly the Cabal) capture them and attempt to find a way to reproduce a super abnormal from source blood parents. Takes place after "Neutiquam Erro".

Warning: Season 1-3 is fair for sure, if I have spoilers for 4, it's by complete accident.

Author's Note: Reviews make me happy :D And I'll write faster too! So, keep that in mind!

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Chapter 3 – "Decisions Must Be Made"

The sound of something up above them, brought all of their attentions upward. "Rescue attempt?" Helen asked. The cold wind, snow the fell through, and the blue sky were quickly covered. She frowned for a moment. Though she wouldn't miss the intense cold, she'd liked being able to see the sky.

"Guess that's a no," Tesla responded.

"At least it'll get warmer in here," Druitt commented.

Tesla sighed. "That just means that they mean what they said. They're going to feed us and keep us caged up here as long as they possibly can…"

"At least we're not alone," Helen pointed out.

"Small comforts, Helen."

Druitt shook his head. "I swear, Nikola wouldn't care either way… He likes the sound of his own voice… He just has the added advantages of arguing with us and leering at you," he said as he turned to Helen.

"I wouldn't call it leering," Tesla said. "Leering has such negative connotations. I like to think of it as appreciating natural beauty."

She honestly felt relived that she had them both there even if she had to break up fights between them here and there. They kept things from becoming far too intense and bleak. She'd thought she'd seen bleak when she'd returned to the Sanctuary after seeing the perfect world she'd changed… She was glad she had company.

"The longer we're here, the more chances we'll have to hopefully figure out a way to escape and to assess their defenses," Helen told them. "I know this doesn't look good for us, but I think we should see the hope in that."

"Are you considering the flat of water bottles they left as hope?" Tesla asked in irritation.

"It's one of the things that's brightened things, yes," she admitted. "They're feeding us. They're trying to keep us more comfortable," Helen told him as she motioned upward.

"They still want the same thing," Druitt spoke up.

"There is that."

. . .

Time seemed to pass and yet not. Without a way to keep track of time, all they could do was to guess as to how much time had passed. She doubted that a request for a clock would be appreciated or fulfilled. They'd checked to see if the grate above them that had been covered would budge, but it wouldn't. The door didn't seem to have any ways to open it from the inside. Their best chance was going to be attack when they came in for something or if they were being transported out of that cell.

The door opened and they all got to their feet. Another armed group entered and formed a half circle around the door. The man that wanted to simply be called Smith stepped forward. He seemed overly smug today. "So…I trust you've had enough time to discuss things? You've made a decision?"

"Actually," Helen spoke up. "I need just a bit more time."

He didn't look pleased. Smith held up a small device. "I'm sure you've guessed that the collars can do more than just keep your abilities are bay." He looked at the small device as if he were studying it. "It neutralizes abilities, they have GPS built in just in case, and can aid in…persuasion."

"That's not necessary," Helen told him quickly.

Helen watched in horror as both Tesla and John dropped to their knees in pain. They were both trying to pull the collars off. That was apparent. Tears formed in her eyes and she looked back at Smith. "Stop! Please! It's not their fault! I'm the one who needs the additional time!" she shouted.

She relaxed a moment later when she saw them both relax. She was certain that neither had screamed in order to be strong and also to hold onto their dignity. Helen moved over to check on them both. Both waved her away, but seemed fine. They stood after a moment, which made her feel a little better.

"Please," Helen said as she turned to Smith. "Just a bit more time."

"Fine. It's not going to be much additional time, though," Smith told her. "Think quickly…and correctly."

She nodded and looked over to John and Nikola. It was a big decisions, she needed the time. It hadn't been fair of Smith to harm them, but she didn't think that they were going to be upset with her. They left quickly and slammed the door on their way out. "I'm so sorry," she told them.

"It's not your fault that he has to compensate for other areas of inadequacies," Tesla told her matter-of-factly with a smirk firmly in place.

Helen couldn't help but smile at him. "I know we honestly really don't have another option and no choice in this matter," she told them a bit more serious a moment later. She sighed and stared down at her hands. It still scared the hell out of her.

The memories of what had been done to Ashley and being attacked by her own daughter still haunted her. The memory of Ashley prevailing at the end haunted her even more. How she wished she could have changed things…if she'd only been able to change small things instead of so many…maybe she could have saved Ashley somehow…

"You have to be okay with this decision, Helen," John told her.

Looking up at her, she knew what he meant. She knew that he was only looking out for her. "It's more acceptance rather than being okay with it…" she told him. Helen honestly knew that…she had to accept things how they were. "I can accept that this is our only option, but I don't have to like it…"

"You're still worried about what they'll do with the child," John said.

Helen nodded. "Yes. They obviously specifically wanted both parents to have source blood. They're doing this for a reason. A specific one. If they wanted a super soldier they could just use the same protocols that the Cabal followed."

"No clean slates anymore," Tesla pointed out. "Though, I suppose…it wouldn't be too difficult for them to manufacture new clean slates…" He sighed. "Whatever happened to people sticking to trying to better the world rather than taking over or destroying everything?"

Helen looked at Tesla with a bit of shock. "Did you just really say that?"

"I know, a bit surprising…"

The door swung open and the room was flooded with more armed guards than they'd seen in there. One of them grabbed Helen and started to drag her out. She fought and the other guards had to keep Druitt and Tesla in place. The two men yelled in protest and Helen tried to wiggle to freedom but to no avail.

"Let her go!" Druitt yelled!

"I will have my answer," Smith told them as he appeared right as they pulled Helen from the room.

"So give her a chance to speak!" Tesla told him.

. . .

TBC…