Hello again! First of all, I'm so so so very sorry for the late update :K I've been incredibly busy with school (as if that's an excuse .) and I cannot promise it'll get better, I will promise to do my best to update soon however. Once again, thank you for the follows, reviews & even favorits, I appreciate it alot! ^^ I hope you enjoy this chapter :D

Chapter 4

Myka had been up all night, her mind to occupied to catch some sleep. So when she heard noises coming from the room next to her, she was immediately out of bed and in the hallway.

The floor felt cold underneath her bare feet, causing her to run quickly but silent on her toes.

Walking towards Emily's door, she held her breath, waiting for another sound. When that sound came, she knocked on the door. Silence. Myka's mind was creating worst-case-scenarios all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but open the door.

The room was partly lid by the soft light of the moon coming through one of the windows on the far edge of the room. Emily however, was just lying in her bed. Her hair was spread out over her pillow, one leg over her blanket and.. Myka shook her head, what was she doing?!

Clearing her throat she slowly moved towards the bed. "Emily." She whispered softly. When no response came, she tried again, a little bit louder. "Emily!" This time Emily seemed to have heard her. "Mmm… Yes, darling.." She sounded very sleepy and… Did she just say darling?

Myka could feel her heartbeat accelerating, Instead of saying anything however, she just stood there, frozen.

She only realised she had been standing there for quite a while when she felt a pair of dark eyes on her. "Hi," a soft, still sleepy, voice filled the room. "Hello," Myka replied, sitting down on the edge of the bed, "H.. How long have you been awake?"

Emily sat up a little, arching her eyebrows. "Now that's a strange question to ask, you just woke me up, remember?" Emily had to giggle again, calming Myka down a little. "Oh. Well, I'm sorry for waking you. I think you were having a nightmare or something.. Or maybe you were just talking in your sleep." She added, and even in the dark Emily could see the grin covering her face.

"Is that so? In that case I believe it should be me who's sorry for waking you." Emily was sitting upright now, one leg still covered by the blanket, smiling at Myka.

Before she knew it, her hand was on Emily's cheek. She didn't know it happened, but it did. And after that, other things happened fast. Emily just stared blankly at her for several seconds, not one emotion visible on her face.

Myka quickly removed her hand. "Emily? Emily, Are you okay?" The moment she removed her hand, Emily let out a breath Myka didn't even know she had been holding. "What happened..?" She was clearly confused. Myka on the other hand was still in shock. "I don't know! You tell me, what the hell happened? One moment I was… You were…"

Myka swallowed the rest of the sentence, still not fully recovered.

"I… I think it's Helena." Emily finally spoke after a silence that had been close to becoming awkward. Myka took Emily's hands in hers. "What about Helena?"

Emily looked down at their hands. "It was like… Memories… Memories of things I've never lived." A chuckle escaped from her lips. "You'll probably think I'm crazy, but I… At least I think it was me, was planting this huge fork-like thing in the ground." She looked up at Myka now, frowning, "You were there too! Saying something about ending the world." A grin had spread across her face at how ridiculous she found it, it slowly disappeared however when she saw Myka's green eyes staring intensely into hers, then slowly averting her eyes towards their hands.

Emily's eyes grew wide with realisation. "W… So… You're saying I, Helena," she corrected, "tried to destroy the earth with a fork?" Myka couldn't help but laugh. "Well, yes… Kind of." She softly squeezed the shorter woman's hands.

She was suddenly very aware that she was just wearing her shorts and a tank top, feeling Emily's eyes on her.

"Anyway, I think we should go back to sleep. I bet it's only 3 a.m. or something." Myka said, not sure if she was making the right decision. She got up and had turned around already when she felt Emily's hand grab her wrist. Myka turned around, frowned down at her wrist and looked back up at Emily.

"Thank you," she said, her dark eyes boring into Myka's, "for checking up on me. I appreciate it." A comfortable warmth filled her chest and she smiled back at the raven haired woman. "Anytime."

An hour later Myka was still awake, staring at her ceiling, also partly lit by the moon. The warm feeling that had spread in her chest still hadn't gone away.

This woman was so very different from the one she used to know. So naïve, innocent. Still, she was growing on Myka already, in the 2 days they had known each other.

Myka rolled over on her stomach, changing position for the 20th time in the last hour.

Realising sleep wasn't coming to her however, she decided to get up again. This time she searched for some socks first, not wanting to face the cold floor again.

And off she went, on the look for a book to entertain her another night.