This it, guys! The final chapter! After the previous one, which was a little more intense than I initially wanted, I thought it would be good to give you and me the chance to loosen up a little if you know what I mean. Thank you for all your support, your reviews were the best reward a writer could get. I told you I have plans for Helen's new power, didn't I? :P ;)

P.S.: Happy Easter everybody!

When he opened his eyes, Nikola realized that Helen had fallen asleep with her head on his chest. She was so beautiful when she was asleep, that he didn't dare to wake her. Yet.

Helen Magnus…The woman who had changed his life forever. Twice now. He still remembered their first meeting in London, back in the 1880s…

It was his first year in Paris, working for Edison's company, and he had decided to take a trip to London during one of his rare moments of free time.

However, at first, he didn't seem to be very lucky, because the weather was awful. While he was walking, a heavy rain started and soaked him from head to toes. He desperately tried to found a carriage, and when he finally did, he ran to it. However, it seemed he wasn't the only one who wanted that carriage, because he had bumped into someone who was most probably trying to get into the same carriage.

He looked furiously at his competitor. She was a young lady, most likely in her early 30's, protected by an umbrella, unlike him. She was wearing a long, blue dress, which seemed to fit her perfectly. She lowered her umbrella, allowing him to see her sapphire blue eyes, and threw him a fiery look- a look that he had known so well now.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but I think I was the one who spotted this carriage first." She said coldly. Even if he could feel from her tone that she was angry, her voice made him feel butterflies in his stomach. He wished he didn't look so helpful, staying there, all wet, with his hair probably making him look like hell, he wished he could impress her somehow, but he hadn't got a clue how.

"Well, miss, we could share it, if you haven't got a problem…" he said, praying that she accepts.

"I don't know what things are like in your country, Sir, but sharing a carriage with someone she doesn't know, especially at this hour of night, is completely inappropriate for a single lady." When he heard these words, he cursed himself for being so direct, but the information of her being single made his mind go to the craziest places possible. How was it possible he felt such things for a woman he didn't know?

"I'm sorry, Miss, but this rain is killing me. I really want to get to a warm and dry place. Would you please reconsider your opinion?"

She threw him a confused, but warm look. "You men think are perfect, but it takes a simple rain to put you in a very difficult situation." She said smiling. "You may get in. But we'll go first to my destination, because I'm already late."

"Thank you."

They both got in the carriage, Nikola opening the door for her and receiving a smile as a sign of gratitude.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know your name." he said when the carriage left.

"My name is Helen Magnus."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He said, and he couldn't miss the slight tent of blush that appeared in her cheeks.

"And you are…?"

"Nikola Tesla, at your service."

"What are you doing in London?"

"I'm on holiday. I work in Paris, but I took a holiday and I decided I could see England."

"England is indeed a beautiful country…"

"How come a lady is travelling alone at this hour of night?"

"You think I can't take care of myself?" The fiery look was back. "I assure you, Mr. Tesla, that I am more than ready to defend myself if it's necessary."

"I'm sure of that. You just have to smile to make any man swoon."

"Are you always so bold, Mr. Tesla?"

"Rarely, to tell you the truth. It was just a compliment. May I ask where are you coming from?"

"If you must know, I'm coming from a meeting with my colleagues at Oxford. We are trying to form a group for… studying after our normal lectures."

"You are a student at Oxford?"

"Do you have a problem with that? Do you think that I can't study, just because I am a woman?"

"Why are you so ready to think the worst at me?" he asked. "I don't have a problem with women learning, I personally think they should be left to do what they want."

The blue eyes scanned him as if they were trying to see the deepest layers in his soul. It seemed the scan worked well, because she said to him in a velvety tone: "You are a really surprising man, Mr. Tesla. Most English men don't share your opinion." He could swear for a second that a tear had fallen from her eyes when she said that.

"Well, then, I'm sorry for them, but they are the biggest idiots ever." He said, and her lips split in a laugh that let him see her perfect smile. My God, there was nothing imperfect at that woman. "What are you studying?" he asked.

"Biology. My father was a doctor, and I want to carry on his work."

"So we share a passion for science. I'm a physicist."

"So you work at Edison's company in Paris?"

"Yes. Although my dream is to have a company of my own. I personally think that there could be a better way of making electricity. But nobody believes me. I actually had a fight with one of my teachers for that."

"I know how it feels. But trust me, it can be worse."

"Really?"

"Try being a woman and have a fight with one of your misogynist teachers. They won't even give me a diploma. Women are not allowed to enroll. I am only allowed to assist classes. It's not much, but it's something. That's why I founded this group I told you about. So I can have an opportunity to share my ideas to the world, to go past the boundaries of science, to find out what mysteries the world hides from us. Do you understand?"

"If there is something I fully understand, is the desire for knowledge. How many members does your group have?"

"Four, including me. Well, they are mostly friends of my father's , but at least I have someone I can talk to. How long are you staying in London?"

"Why?"

"Because we meet again this weekend. You can come too, if you want. Three of us are biologists, but I don't see why a physician couldn't join our group too. That is, if you want, of course."

"I'd love to, Miss Magnus."

The carriage stopped, and she turned to leave. "Well then, I look forward to meeting you at Oxford this Saturday, at three o'clock in the evening. Don't be late." He stood up and gently kissed her hand, his lips tremulous at the touch of her soft skin.

"Goodbye, Miss Magnus." He said.

She got off the carriage and left, but she turned her face once more to him.

"Call me Helen." She said, and she left, her beautiful ringlets following her head shortly.

That Saturday, he went to Oxford, to meet her again, and the rest was history.

Helen's yawn interrupted his thoughts. She slowly opened her eyes, and looked up at his face.

"You are alive." She said relieved.

"Thanks to you. You saved me, Helen. The third time in our lives."

"I only remember two times."

"You forgot about our first meeting." He said smiling. "I would have gotten even wetter if you didn't allow me to get in that carriage."

"I still don't know why I let you do that. Trusting somebody I don't know is not exactly my type."

"Why don't you just admit you instantaneously fell in love with me?"

"Instantaneously? I wouldn't say that exactly. But you were awfully cute with your wet hair and helpless look."

"Only cute?"

"And maybe a little sexy. But don't let that get over your head."

"You know me, right?"

"That's exactly why I'm afraid."

"Anyway, I'm glad we met. I had almost thought that going to London was one of my worst ideas. "

"Well, it wasn't a very good holiday. The weather was awful."

"It was the best holiday in my life. I met you then."

She smiled and kissed him softly, but passionately. "I'm glad you think that." She said. "So, you are back to your vampire self?"

"I'm back to my perfect self, yes." He said smirking. His eyes turned black, but only for a second. "I still don't have my electric powers, unfortunately."

"You can't have them all. I guess you are still magnetic, aren't you?"

"Literally or figuratively?"

"Literally. You have always been figuratively magnetic."

"Not enough for you, though. Yes, I am."

"I'm happy to hear that."

"Since we are talking about our powers, I have to tell you something, Helen. I managed to redesign my devamper, and I also changed its power source, so I can still use it. It is going to work on you. But it's entirely your choice."

"You mean I can be back to my human form? No fangs, no claws?"

"Exactly. Only if you want to."

"Then I think I am going to use it. Being a vampire is not exactly my type."

"How about being in love with a vampire?"

"Well, I think I could get used to that."

"I'm glad to hear that. Meet me in the living room when you are ready."

"OK. Where's Will, by the way?"

"You brought Junior here?"

"I didn't. He came on his own. He helped me take care of you."

Helen got up on her feet and followed Nikola in the living room. There, she found a note which said: Call me when he recovers. I had some things to do at the Sanctuary and that's why I left, but call me as soon as he recovers or if there are problems. Will.

She sat on the sofa, waiting for Nikola, which soon arrived, holding his new devamper in his hand.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Helen? There is no turning back."

"I am more than sure."

He grabbed the weapon and, covering the distance between them, he pressed his lips against hers, and when she embraced him, dragging him deeper into their kiss, he trusted the devamper in her heart. She let their lips part and sighed heavily in his ear, then passed out.

When she woke up, he saw Nikola coming from the kitchen, holding a bottle of red wine in his hands.

"You didn't react as I had expected." He said. "However, since you recovered, I brought this to cheer you up."

"I don't need to be cheered up."

"I know how you feel, Helen. You are sad that you are ordinary again, and you need something to make you happy. And I must say, the wine is just the beginning." He said grinning. To his surprise, she smirked at him.

"Ordinary, Nikola?" she asked, holding out her hand at the bottle of wine. Without hesitation the bottle flew in her hands. "So, what were you saying?"

Nikola's mouth simply refused to shot at this sight. "How did you do that?!" he asked.

"It seems your devamper didn't have a total effect on me. My DNA had already been altered, and it was designed only to take my vampire powers away. Not something else."

"Helen Magnus, you still manage to surprise me, even after 100+ years. I thought you'll want me to cheer you up, and I had some plans about it, some very elaborate plans, but it seems you don't need to be cheered up."

"I don't. I want to practice my new power."

"Right now?" he asked, and she could feel the tone of disappointment in his voice.

"Yes. I don't have any time to lose."

"Well, then. I'll let you…practice." He said, and turned to leave. However, the door slammed shut in his face.

"Not so fast, Nikola. I said I want to practice, but I didn't say that I don't need a training partner."

He turned back at her, with a tent of hope in his eyes. "How can I help?" he asked.

"Just relax and let me play." She said, smiling devilishly. She fixated her look on one of the buttons of his shirt, and after a short struggle, it gave up and unbuttoned itself.

"I like your idea of practicing." Nikola said, with an equally devilish smile.

"Well, unlike others, I can show my appreciation to someone's desire to cheer me up and practice my new powers at the same time."

"Was that aimed to me?"

"Yes."

He slowly covered the distance between them, with his shirt continuing to unbutton itself, uncovering more and more of his incredibly sexy body. Feasting with his sight, she bit her lower lip and sighed heavily.

"Practice has to wait now." She said when they were just millimeters far from each other. "It is better to do the rest manually." She crushed her lips on his, her tongue desperately trying to gain entrance. When he opened his mouth, letting their tongues meet, she moaned delightfully and let her fingers pass through his messed up hair, pulling him closer into their kiss.

"I can see that my devamper also didn't take your desire to jump on me." he said grinning, after the need of air caused their lips to part.

"Do you have a problem with that?" she asked.

"Well, I thought that was part of your vampire nature. It seems I was wrong."

"You just admitted that you were wrong? That's a first."

"Enough chattering."

He took her in his arms and gently laid her on the sofa, kissing her neck and climbing slowly to her ear. She moaned softly, but her moan turned into an exasperated sigh when the phone rang.

"What happened?" Will asked from the other side. "You didn't call."

"She was busy, Junior." Nikola said.

"I get it he recovered." Will replied, ignoring Nikola.

"Yes, he did. He is back to his old self."

"I'm glad to hear that, I think. So, will you get back here?"

"Is there an emergency?"

"No. Why?"

"Because I think I am going to take a day off."

"Just one day?" Nikola asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Damn it." Helen thought. But he was just too damn cute for someone to resist him. Especially Helen. "You know something, Will? Make that a week."

She hung up, leaving Will shocked, and continued kissing Nikola. "You know, I'm glad I am not a vampire anymore." She said.

"Why?"

"Because a vampire married to another vampire is too strange, even for me."

"Yes, you are probably...What? Helen, are you sure this is what you want?" he asked, not being able to believe his ears.

"You know, Nikola, for the first time in my life, I know exactly what I want regarding my love life."

"Really?"

"I want you. And I have an eternity to enjoy being with you."

"Well, I guess forever starts tonight, then." He said, kissing her more passionate than ever before. She kissed him back, letting her hands explore his body, and fully enjoyed this tiny bit of eternity with him.

Back at the Sanctuary, Will was sitting in Helen's office, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"What happened?" Kate asked, entering and seeing his face.

"I called Magnus."

"And?"

"Well, it appears Tesla has recovered."

"That's good news."

"Yes, but she is taking a week off."

"Magnus? The walking deffinition of the word "workaholic"?!"

"She probably thinks she has to be sure that he is fully recovered..." Will said chuckling.

"So, she wanted to be a week far from work? With Tesla?"

"Yep. And we both know what that means, don't we?"

Kate looked at Will, grinning. "It's about time." Will returned her smile and said: "Well, I guess we have no option than getting used to be called "children" every ten seconds."

The End