Thank you so so much for all the awesome reviews! *evil grin* I have just begun to play with Teslen in this one. Mwahahahaha. lol. Sorry. That was weird. Please tell me what you think!
No *M* in this part... sadly :)
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Sail - Part 4
Helen sat in on of the Sanctuary's infirmary cells, absently fiddling with the bed sheets she was ensconced by. Will and Henry had dragged her bodily from her own room, deposited her in a bed and had run every test she'd let them. The two men now sat looking at her from outside of a the glass viewing window, frowns deeply etched onto both of their faces. She looked at them pleadingly.
"Will. Henry. Please, I feel fine, it was just..." she gulped. "...I was just tired, I haven't had much sleep lately..."
They didn't move.
"I promise. I don't see any Nikola Teslas anymore" she begged. Not looking to the corner of the room she was in where Nikola was glaring at her.
"Magnus" Will sighed into a microphone. "You keep throwing worried glances to a spot on the wall over there" he pointed to the corner of her room. "We're trying to help you".
Helen felt her vision blur with tears and she looked down at her trembling hands.
"Doc" Henry started. "How long have you been seeing Tesla, I mean, not seeing Tesla... I mean... you know..."
Helen shook her head and did not answer, her eyes still glued to her hands. Henry sighed and looked to Will.
"Why won't she let us do a proper examination? All I could get her to agree to do was blood tests?"
Will shook his head in defeat.
"I'm going to finish running the last few tests" he glanced back to the broken form of Helen Magnus. "She'll be OK right?"
Will swallowed and looked down. "I don't know"
With that they both departed. The tests had shown that Helen had not been in any immediate danger, but she was still seeing Nikola Tesla, as real as if he was there in flesh and blood. They'd just give her some time, maybe that was all she needed.
Helen's lip quivered as she watched their retreating forms. Clutching the blanket to her chest she closed her eyes tightly.
"Helen"
She visibly flinched at the sound of his voice, squeezing her eyes closed even more.
"Helen please" she heard him get up and move towards her. "Please" he begged. "Look at me!"
She turned her head away from his voice and let out a strangled sob, trying futilely to ignore him. Reaching out to her, he placed a hand gently on her shoulder. She drew back as if his touch had burned her, stumbling out of the bed. She yanked the IV out of her arm and backed away, eyes still shut.
"God Helen. Don't do this. I'm right here. It's me... please..."
She'd backed herself into a corner, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she took in great gulps of air.
"Stop it." She begged, her voice cracking painfully. Nikola could only stare at her trembling form, his heart breaking painfully. Slowly, with silent sobs racking her body, she slid down the wall, curling her legs towards her as she huddled in the corner of the room. He watched her for a few minutes, thoroughly out of his mind with grief. When he finally heard her sobs subside her began making his way over to her.
"NO!" she cried, pressing her body further into the wall. He halted immediately, her pain unbearable to him.
"Helen" he whispered. She still would not look at him. "Helen, I have no idea what is going on. Please, help me understand. I... I feel real" he tried. She shook her head at his voice.
"No. No, you're just in my imagination. God. How could I have been so stupid. Last night was... Oh god... Last night..." she felt her heart being torn to pieces at the fact that she'd made up their love in her own mind. "I am such an idiot. Of course it wasn't real. The only way you can ever be sincere with me Nikola is if you're in my own head."
Nikola perked up. "Helen, yes, please just talk to me... say anything, I don't care, just don't pretend I'm not real." He shuffled towards her again. Again she squashed herself as far away from him as possible. He kept moving though, not backing down.
"You are not real Nikola"
She'd never felt like this before. Her mind was betraying her. It never had before. Her keen brain and inherent instincts had never let her down before. She felt so lost and alone, she was losing her mind.
"Yes I am! Helen, I meant everything I said and did last night!"
Unable to control herself she flicked her head around and glared at him. He was closer than she expected, knelt down right in front of her, his face inches away.
"YOU ARE NOT HERE, I MADE THIS ALL UP!" she shouted. "You... you are in a coma... you..." she faltered and descended into tears again. Reaching out Nikola cupped her face with both hands. She gasped as she felt his cool touch on her face. She shifted her tear stained face towards him, closer into his touch. He looked deep into her eyes, his own swimming with sadness.
"I am here. I love you. I always will. You have to believe me"
She only frowned and bit her bottom lip.
"Tell me that this is not real" he whispered before pressing his lips gently to hers. She gasped and clutched at the crinkled fabric of the suit jacket he'd changed back into, pulling him closer. She groaned slightly as his tongue entered her mouth. God he tasted so real. She could feel him under her fingertips, his heart pounding in his chest. She could smell him, freshly showered and clean. She felt dizzy as his fingers dug into her skin while he kissed her senseless.
"Helen" he whispered against her mouth as he pulled away. She took in a huge gulp of air and tried to rearrange her thoughts. "I am real. You have to believe me".
She stared at him with wide eyes, unblinking. He took her glazed look as a bad sign and sighed heavily.
"How can this not be real" he breathed, pressing his lips against his mark on her neck. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she cried out in pleasure.
"Oh God, Niko!"
She revelled in the feeling for a few moments before she pleaded with him in a soft, broken voice.
"Please stop"
He halted his ravishing of her neck, stilled by her quiet words.
"Please Niko, you're breaking my heart."
He drew back from her, her body still trembling from his touch. His expression broke and a single tear slid down his face. She sniffed softly and huddled towards her legs again, his hands slipping from her. He bit back a sob and stood quickly. He looked down at her for a few seconds before striding to the door.
"I love you Helen" he said from the doorway. "I can't bear to hurt you." He finished before leaving her, making his way out of the Sanctuary.
"Magnus" Will said as he handed her a glass of water. He and Henry had found her, not even fifteen minutes after they had left her, curled up in a corner of her room, sobbing gently. They'd eventually gotten her back onto the bed and her IV back in and she seemed to have calmed somewhat.
"He's gone" she whispered into the glass. Will and Henry both looked to her suspiciously.
"What?"
"He left. Just now, I don't see him anymore" she told truthfully, finally meeting their gaze. Will sighed and gave a pointed look at Henry who nodded and began to pull the covers over her legs.
"You just need to rest Doc, you've been going full throttle since you got back. All the tests came back negative, there's nothing wrong with you." He explained. Helen nodded and took a sip of water.
"Wait. Henry" Will grabbed his hand as he pulled the covers over her. "What the hell is that". He motioned towards Magnus's legs. She frowned and glanced down.
"Magnus, do you know what this is?" he grasped her ankle, turning her leg outwards and pointing to the faint bruise there. Helen sighed, the make-up was beginning to rub off. Her thoughts stopped abruptly. Wait.
"Will" she choked. "You can see that?" her voice hitched higher. He nodded. Her eyes widened and she grabbed a handful of water from the glass in her hand, leaning forwards and wiping at her leg. Both Will and Henry's eyes bugged out in shock.
"Magnus, they're everywhere! God, what happened?" he leaned down to inspect the mouth sized marks trailing up her smooth leg.
"Doc" Henry said warily, realisation dawning. "Are those what I think they are?"
Helen felt a slight blush creep up onto her cheeks.
"Yes, I'm afraid they are. Can you see this?" Helen asked the both of them as she drew her hair away from her neck and tied it up, exposing the partially covered up wound of Nikola's fangs in her skin. Both men gasped.
"My God, that looks like..." Will started.
Helen's brain was running at a thousand miles an hour and she zoned out of the conversation Will and Henry had started. The marks he'd left were real? Yet she was the only one who could see, hear and feel him. This obviously wasn't what she'd first thought it was – her losing her sanity. There was something more here, something they did not understand. Something she'd never heard of before.
"Doc, did... did Tesla do this to you?" Henry enquired, snapping Helen from her train of thoughts.
"What?"
"Tesla. He did this?" he motioned to her body.
She stared hard at both of them.
"Yes, last night"
They exchanged curious glances. Henry nodded.
"When did you first see Tesla?"
Helen strained to recall, she'd looked at her watch right before that music had started playing out of her radio.
"Uh, early this morning. I think it was around three." she frowned. God, could that mean...
"That's just after the explosion" Henry exclaimed. Will frowned.
"That can't just be a co-incidence, him being knocked out by a huge explosion like that and then a few minutes later appearing to you and only you."
Helen felt her heart leap. There had to be some connection. Maybe some scientific experiment that Nikola was working on had caused this? Anything but the thought that she'd made it all up. She was pulled from her thoughts by a sharp rapping sound on the glass of the viewing window. She gasped. Will and Henry both turned to stare at the empty space Helen was fixated on.
There stood Nikola Tesla, his face a picture of distress and confusion. He placed a hand flat against the glass and stared at her. She smiled. He'd come back. She motioned for him to come inside. He hesitated. Not even half an hour ago and she'd begged him to leave her. What the hell was going on?
Will and Henry watched Helen as her eyes followed Nikola as he walked around and entered her room. Eventually her eyes settled slightly raised and focused on a non-existent figure next to her bed.
"Helen" Nikola whispered. "I tried. I tried to leave."
She frowned, not understanding.
"I can't. When I reached the Sanctuary door I felt odd, like I was fading. I couldn't move, couldn't think."
He glanced at Will and Henry who both stared straight through him.
"Helen, what is happening to me?" he pleaded.
"Oh Niko, I have no idea" she comforted as she grasped his hand and held on for dear life.
Meep, sorry for the angst. teehee.