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Sail - Part 6

Helen sat stoically in the library, buried under a mountain of books, with several empty teacups strewn around her. She sighed and rested her head in her hand, she hadn't slept since she'd found out about Nikola. It was now, she checked her watch, four o'clock in the morning and she still had not found a single mention of anything remotely similar to what was happening to them both. She shut her eyes tightly, concentrating on not falling asleep. He needed her. She needed him. She was startled when she heard the crashing of china.

"Sorry!" Nikola called from the other end of the library. She could not help but smile as she watched him creep towards her, carrying her another cup of tea. When he reached her he set it down proudly and grinned at her.

"Guess what?" he smiled. She raised her eyebrows at him, how could he be so chirpy this late? Oh yeah. Vampire.

"What?"

He whipped out a doughnut from behind his back.

"Calorie free, virtual doughnut." He announced proudly. She could not help but chuckle. Nikola had found a way to manipulate the mental connection they had to create things that weren't there. That only he and she could see, feel, smell and taste. The endless cups of Earl Grey tea strewn around her were his attempts at perfecting the technique.

She took the doughnut from him gingerly and he sat himself across the desk from her. She sniffed it lightly before taking a tentative bite. The first cup of tea he'd thought up had tasted like dirty dishwater so she was wary of anything new.

She was surprised at the almost perfect replication of the tasty confection. He spread his arms wide and leaned back in his chair.

"Genius, remember?"

She sighed and placed the doughnut on the side of the saucer, trying to refocus on the pages in front of her. There had to be something. Something less dangerous than what they intended to do.

"Helen?" He enquired softly, sitting up and staring at her from across the table.

"Hmmm." she answered distractedly.

"Helen?" he tried again, still she did not look at him. He sighed and stood up, moving around so that he was directly behind her. He placed his hands on both her shoulders and squeezed gently. He heard her groan softly and her head fell forwards slightly. He rubbed in slow circles and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Helen, stop. You need to rest."

She shuddered involuntarily and leaned into his touch, her cheek pressed against his.

"Nikola," she breathed, "I have to figure this out... I have to..."

Nikola smiled and closed his eyes, moving away from her and ceasing the massage he was giving her. She whimpered at the loss of pressure and contact.

"There is nothing more you can do tonight Helen. We're leaving for SCIU in a couple of hours, we'll sort everything out then. Please. Just rest, you look terrible."

She tried to glare at him. "Nikola. I'm doing this for you. I'm trying to help you!"

"I know, I know. But..." he couldn't look at her as he said it, "What if I don't make it? What if I die? My last moments with you would have been you ignoring me while I created fictional tea and doughnuts!"

She frowned and looked into her hands.

"That will not happen."

He looked into her eyes then, pleading with her.

"Please. You've been at this for hours, let's go to bed." he said quietly.

Her eyes widened at this and she looked away quickly.

"I can't Nikola."

He frowned and looked at his shoes.

"The only way for you to help me right now is to do this for me Helen. I want to spend what little of the night is left with you. I want to hold you while you fall asleep in my arms. Please, just one last time."

Her head snapped up.

"One last time?" She almost shouted.

He held up his hands in surrender.

"No one knows what's going to happen tomorrow Helen. I know wolf-boy is good, but that contraption he has put together to get me back into my body looks risky at best. Please, I may die. I may stay trapped in limbo forever. I may wake up and not even remember what has happened between us," he gulped, "Please give me this."

She felt tears threaten to fall and brushed them away quickly, looking anywhere but him. She didn't want to admit the risks of what tomorrow could hold. Slowly, he made his way towards her again. Cupping her cheek in his hand he leaned down and pressed a light kiss to her forehead. Dragging himself away from her he spun around and made for the door.

"Nikola wait!" she cried out.

He stopped in his tracks, still not facing her. He heard her leave her chair and her heels striking the ground as she came to stand next to him. He was looking straight ahead as she entwined her fingers with his.

"Take me to bed Niko." She whispered. He turned to look at her painfully slowly. Her sad blue eyes stared into his own steely grey ones. No. Their last night together would not be like this.

She let out a surprised squeak as he lifted her up into his arms bridal style, one arm under her knees while the other clutched her waist. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling closer to nuzzle the soft skin there. He smiled as he made his way from the library and to the elevator, pressing his mouth to her forehead, nestled in the crook of his neck, again.

He revelled in the feeling of her in his arms as they rode upwards to the residential level. He could feel the steady beat of her heart against his, her warm breath on his skin, her eyelashes fluttering closed against his neck. He pulled her closer, holding onto her tighter, never wanting to let her go.

As he arrived at her bedroom door he paused. She reached out and turned the handle, pushing it open so he could enter. Making a beeline for the bed he gently laid her down on it. She sighed and refused to let go of his neck. He smiled and tried again.

"Nikola..." She breathed, pulling him forwards into a sweet kiss. He run his hands from her waist up to her face, cupping her cheeks and yielding to her soft lips. She tasted faintly of the tea he'd been "making" her all day. He groaned at this and the way her tongue probed his lips, begging for entrance. He pulled away reluctantly.

"You need to sleep" He whispered, untangling himself from her. She looked on, upset as he ran his hand down her leg and removed a stiletto.

"You only look sexier when you pout Helen." He chuckled, removing her other shoe in the same fashion before placing a gentle kiss on her ankle. Helen sighed and let her head drop backwards onto the bed, the feel of his lips on her sending goose bumps rocketing across her skin. Nikola smiled and placed her foot gently onto the duvet, moving up her body. She frowned slightly at the loss of contact of his lips. She squinted down at him only to find him gently pulling out the blouse she'd tucked into her skirt. She smiled and closed her eyes once more. She knew he wasn't physically there, that he was only in her mind, that she was probably undressing herself in reality. She didn't care though, she only leaned backwards and allowed his hands to brush softly against her skin as he undid the fiddly buttons on the blouse.

She moaned softly as his lips dropped to the swell of her left breast and he opened her top fully, pulling it over her head. She gave a frustrated sigh as she watched him neatly fold the offending garment and place it on a nearby chair. Moving back to her he smiled gently and she tried another pout. He chuckled again and reached for the zipper on her skirt. Dragging it down slowly he tugged at the waistband, sliding it past her legs and off of her body. He repeated the same careful treatment that he had given to her blouse before perching on the edge of her bed and turning to gaze at her scantily clad, prone form. She stared up at him through hooded eyes, hazy with sleep and lust.

He smiled gently before softly grasping her waist and pulling her into the sitting position, her head resting in the crook of his neck. Caressing her shoulders he slid his hands delicately down the blades and to the clasp of her bra. He fiddled with it for a few seconds before his deft fingers found success. Nimbly he worked both of her lax arms out of the straps and removed the small undergarment from her body. Tossing it onto her bedside table he let his hands trace the contours of her body leisurely, starting at her shoulders and moving gradually down to her sides, brushing over her waist before ghosting across her stomach and to her full hips. She gasped slightly into his neck as his hands slid into her panties and took a firm hold of the lace. He shivered involuntarily at the warmth of her breath on the skin of his neck before resuming his motions.

Gracefully he flicked her legs onto his lap before dragging his hands further downwards, his thumbs making sure her underwear followed him. Stroking tenderly over her hips her removed the last barrier of clothing from her body, his fingertips playing lightly on the skin of her toned legs. Once she was free he also threw the material on the table. He smiled as he felt her arms encircle his neck and her nose nuzzle further into the place just above where his shirt met the skin of his neck. She sighed deeply in his arms before kissing him lovingly there. It took all of his strength not to press her down into the mattress and ravish her thoroughly. He pulled away slightly before removing her legs from him and pulling the duvet back to slide them inside. She groaned at this.

"Niko." She whispered against him. He rubbed slow, soothing circles on her back as he used one hand to untangle her arms from around him.

"Please." She fought against him, her mouth now sucking gently on his pulse point. He fought his momentary shift in form and instead captured her mouth with his, giving up his attempts at disentanglement. Lowering her backwards he pressed her down slowly. Her tongue begged for entrance into his mouth as she moaned into him. As her back hit the mattress he reached behind his head and forcibly removed her arms, pulling his lips away from hers and stepping backwards slightly. She sighed, frustrated and conceded defeat, looking on curiously as he pulled the sheets up to cover her modesty. He laughed gently at her look of annoyance.

Moving slowly he began to undress himself, laboriously placing his neatly folded clothes next to hers. Completely naked he moved around to the other side of her bed before sliding in beside her and snaking his arms around her bare waist, pulling her against the hard planes of his body so that her back was pressed firmly against his chest. He dropped an ethereal kiss to her neck before he dragged his lips over his mark, making her shudder. She gasped and gripped his hands, which were locked about her, tightly. He smiled against her and removed his mouth, nuzzling his face into her hair instead. He breathed deeply, the scent of her surrounding his senses before whispering to her.

"Sleep, Helen. I want to feel you fall asleep in my arms."

She sighed softly before letting her mind drift away, the feeling of coming home so strong that she could not help but relax into his arms, her body moulding perfectly to his. He smiled in satisfaction as he felt her breathing even out.

"I love you." She whispered quietly. If he hadn't been a vampire or at that time latched onto her consciousness, he would have missed it.

"I love you too." He replied, feeling himself drift off with her.