Author's note: Just a quick hats off to the boondock saints. From which I shamelessly ripped off the first line of this chapter :D
Chapter 9
"What the fuckin' . Fuck. Who the fuck fucked this fucking.. How did you fucking.. fuck?" Needless to say Helena was a little flustered
"Well it certainly illustrates the diversity of the word" chuckled Alice.
Feeling suddenly queasy Helena sat down next to the car she had just fled from, Alice following suit and kneeling before her. "Look its ok" said Alice "I won't hurt you.." she trailed off as she was hit by a vision;
A beaten up old Van making its way up the winding road to the same spot Alice and Helena were parked.
Snapping out of her vision she shook her head a little and continued "Look we are about to have company, my house isn't far from here. Why don't I take you there and we can talk some more?" Helena, who had somewhat regained her composure just stared at Alice for a moment trying to sort through the questions running around in her head. "Umm, I don't know. I don't know if I can talk right now" she replied. Alice looked a little sad at that, she knew it would be difficult to explain who and what she truly is to Helena although she thought she would have a little more time to prepare for it. But it was happening now and it was clear that Helena herself was not quite what she appeared, she sure as hell wasn't just going to give up. "Please Helena, I promise you can trust me. And if you don't have anything to say once I have said what I need too then you can go and I will never bother you again. Please." Alice was not usually the type to beg, but she could not let this girl slip through fingers, not now. Not after she had been waiting over 90 years to find her. Helena, picking up on the slight edge of desperation in Alice's voice nodded her agreement and got back up to her feet swaying slightly as she was hit with a wave of exhaustion. I guess all that not sleeping for the past few months is catching up to me. Alice put a gentle, calming hand on Helena's upper arm and opened the car door for her to sit down.
The Drive to Alice's home was silent, Helena's eyes were closed but Alice could sense that she was still awake and completely aware of her surroundings. She pulled in to the long drive way that led up to the house she shared with the rest of her family, not needing her visions to know that there would be no one home. Carlisle would be at the hospital working, Esme left early this morning to go and visit their 'cousins' in Alaska for a family hunt and the others would be keeping up appearances at school since it wasn't even midday yet. Coming to a stop in front of the enormous house made up almost entirely of huge glass panels and windows Alice cut the engine and leaned back in her chair closing her eyes as well taking advantage of the fact that even though they had stopped Helena had not stirred out of her restful state and took a moment to collect herself. Taking ten deep, unnecessary yet calming breaths Alice reopened her eyes and looked over to Helena who now had her eyes open and was looking at her in wonder and curiosity. Alice couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face at the sight of Helena watching her. "Hey" Helena said with a lazy smile. "Hey" Alice replied. Silence once again settled over the car as the girls just continued to look at each other. "Come inside?" Alice requested after a few minutes.
Feeling much calmer now Helena agreed to Alice's request and they exited the car and made their way in to Alice's extremely impressive home.
Alice led Helena upstairs to her bedroom with the promise she would give her a full tour of the house later, assuming all went well that is. Looking around Alice's room the first thing Helena noticed was that it looked more like an art studio/gallery with an easel set up in the middle of the room with an assortment of artist's tools laid out on a small table next to it. One full wall was shelving that looked like it housed an array of artistic materials, from sketchbooks, pencils, are charcoal to paints and canvases and empty frames. Two of the walls were covered in artworks of various styles but all extremely complementary too each other and the last wall was completely glass with a spectacular view of tree tops and forest. It was a cloudy and miserable day so the forest looked dark but Helena could see at if the sun were to shine it would come alive and be an extraordinary sight to behold. The second thing she noticed she couldn't help but to voice "so if this is your room, where is the bed?" Continuing to look around all Helena could see apart from the impressive art collection was an elegant small but comfortable looking couch. Alice grinned a little at Helena's question before replying "this is more my studio then my bedroom, but I spend the majority of my time in here, my other room is down the hall a bit" Although had Helena ventured down to have a look she would find mostly books and Alice's music collection alongside a rather huge walk in closet and a few personal trinkets with again no bed.
Finding Alice's answer acceptable, Helena proceeded to look around more thoroughly taking a closer look at a few of the paintings and then flopping down on the couch. "My mother would a field day in here, your collection is beautiful. You really have a lot of talent" Had Alice been capable of blushing she would have, hearing the complement about her work rolling off Helena's tongue so effortlessly made her feel like she was floating. Although the next words out of Helena's mouth bought her down from that high quite efficiently. "So I guess we should talk huh?"