To be fair, I stole the title from another song soon to be released.

To all the wonderful Guests who posted remarks - I feel as your hostess, I should at least bring snacks ...or tissues ( you've been warned).

Without further ado ...I offer you ...

Further ado: sorry but I just realized Spelllcheck won't work so all mistakes are mine.

Loved Me Back to Life

"Myka, I don't know how to reverse this process," Jack said.

"I can't get in," Claudia called out and that really worried Myka. If Claudia couldn't hack into it, no one could.

Myka snapped. She reached up and grabbed the six foot two man by his jacket and pulled him into her face. "You listen to me, Jack. I know you wanted to help. I saw it in your eyes. Do the right thing here, Jack. You know she doesn't deserve to be bronzed. My God, can't you hear her?" Myka shouted and now everyone looked at her.

"You… can… hear her?" Jack asked.

"Yes, I can hear her. I can feel her," Myka said pushing her hands through her hair. What was she going to do now?

"Myka, that means you're her One," Jack said and now everyone turned their attention to him.

"That's good right?" Pete asked.

"Like her One- one or like a two- One?" Steve asked to be sure.

"No, you're her One now, aren't you?" Eileen asked because she understood. "It's just like with the resumes, don't you see Ms. Bering? She brought you to this place… and you got picked!"

Myka tried to see the correlation, but she was focused on getting Helena out. If she was connected to her now, maybe Helena could tell her what to do. She went back to the incubator.

"Helena, listen to me sweetie," Myka said through the thick glass divider. "I can hear you. I don't know how, and I hope it doesn't mean I'm losing it, but I can hear your voice. Helena, Claudia is trying to hack into the program, but it's not working. What do we do Helena?" Myka asked and her voice cracked with the emotion that pained her heart to see Helena frozen in suspended animation.

Someone would pay for that.

Everyone waited to see what Myka would do next, but she banged her head down on the glass softly. She didn't hear anything. She was losing Helena and her sanity all in one day.

"I cannot bear to lose you, Helena," she whispered. "Please use that freaking high IQ of yours and tell me what to do!" she pleaded , and with that, Myka slammed the glass – and broke it.

The sound of air being sucked into the chamber was loud, and Claudia rushed to see if Myka had cut her hands on that shattered glass. She was fine. A loud click went off and Myka pulled on the latch and the door slid open.

"Don't touch her," Jack yelled and Pete grabbed his arm ready to take him out. "You can't touch her yet." It turned out to be the kind deed that Jack had been trying to do all along. "You'll cause irreparable tissue damage if you touch her before the debronzing finishes," he said and Myka believed him.

Myka watched as the layering of what had encapsulated Helena dissipated. Claudia returned to her computer, still hooked up to the control device outside the canister. She typed furiously to get Helena released from the shackles that held her in place.

"Ready?" she asked Myka… who said she was.

A few more taps on the keys made the restraints open and Helena fell into Myka's waiting arms. Myka grabbed onto her, lowering her to the floor, surrounding her with her arms, and pressing her into her chest. Myka had never felt anything so cold in all her life. Helena was unresponsive. Myka couldn't feel anything – she couldn't hear anything. Helena's face was void of color and her lips were whitish. Myka squeezed Helena into her and rocked her back and forth steadily.

"No please, Helena, please," Myka cried when she felt emptiness.

The group stood there stunned. Claudia looked at her computer, and then the device, but there was no indication of a problem. Pete looked at Jack, but could tell by his expression that he too, was surprised. Steve cleared his throat and turned away, tears welling up in his eyes at the sight of Myka crying over Helena's lifeless body.

For all the years Helena was immobile the first time she was bronzed, she never once felt dead. There were times she wanted death - just to be released from her purgatory that became hell, but she always remained aware. This time, the thought of losing Myka was too much to bear, and it had extinguished her will to live.

The only one who would not believe it….. was Eileen. Her mind flooded with thoughts as she refused to believe that this is how her heroines would wind up. There had to be an answer! In her heart, Eileen knew that Helena would not let it end this way. So Eileen did what she did every day – she helped Helena without question. She rushed to Myka and knelt by her.

"You have learned something. That always feels at first as if you have lost something," Eileen said slowly to Myka, emphasizing each word.

Myka thought the poor girl was getting hysterical. "What?"

"Ms. Bering! HG Wells said; 'You have learned something. That always feels at first as if you have lost something.' She reached over to grab Myka by her shoulders. "Ms. Bering, what have you learned?"

The logical part of Myka's brain started to list all the things that she might have learned recently, but her heart held the right answer. And there in the middle of the largest room in the world, among all the treasures the planet had to offer, Myka bent down and whispered;

"I have learned I love you Helena, with all my heart and soul," she said as tears streaked her face.

Eileen knew time was of the essence here, and so she couldn't wait for the adults to figure everything out.

"Kiss her!" she said with great urgency.

So simple a thought and one that was already in Myka's consciousness, but the pain at seeing Helena like this clouded her thoughts. Myka bent over the lifeless body and gently placed her lips on Helena and the sensation made her pull her in even closer.

Myka's warm breath did what her body heat could not do. It filled Helena's mouth and radiated that fire within…and brought her back to life.

Helena's eyes opened to see the one thing she prayed for – Myka looking down at her, drawing her back into being.

"Oh Myka," Helena said still afraid in was a dream. "I feared I would never see you again. I was so afraid, Myka….," Helena whispered, but Myka put her finger to her lips. She did not want Helena to have to recount those thoughts.

"It's okay, Helena. I am taking you home," Myka said and Helena felt the warmth of Myka's body and words and knew she was really alive.

Jack took his jacket off and helped Myka put it around Helena. The extra clothing raised her body temperature quickly and within a short period of time, the color came back to Helena's face.

"She'll be okay, it just takes a little time," Jack said and stepped back so the friends could gather around her.

"How did you …even get here?" Helena asked aware now that her friends were in the Warehouse.

"We followed the Yellow Brick Road," Pete said, making them laugh.

"Do you know where you are?" Helena asked and she directed her question to Myka.

"Yes, Helena. I do," Myka said back.

"It may not be so easy to leave," Helena said pressing into Myka.

The group turned to ask Jack a question, but he was gone.

"Do you feel well enough to stand?" Myka asked Helena after a few minutes. Helena forced herself to get up and get acclimated. "Fortunately, the bronzing process was not complete. The side effects seem minimal," she was happy to report.

"Let's get the hell out of here," Claudia said collecting her laptop. "They could use a software upgrade. That machine says you're like a hundred and forty seven years old."

"And yet she doesn't look a day over one twenty five," Pete said, waving his hand for the group to walk ahead. He wanted just one more peek at something. "So this is where you worked, eh boss?" he called up to Helena. "Like what, inventory work?"

"Please Mr. Lattimer, don't ever use that word around me again," Helena said giving her first order.

The more they walked, the stronger Helena felt, but she continued to lean on Myka just the same. She liked the feeling of having her support. When the group walked ahead of them, Helena stopped.

"Myka, I know that I asked you …to be my One. Now I am afraid you might not have the choice," Helena said sadly.

"What do you mean Helena?" Myka asked.

"The Warehouse has bound you to me. And I am not sure that is a good thing for you," Helena said.

"Helena, no structure, no entity could select me for something I already chose and wanted with all my heart," Myka assured her. "We were destined to be together, Helena."

Helena felt relieved to know that Myka was so accepting of this connection. There was no doubt in Helena's mind – it was what had saved her.

They walked together until they reached the stairs and Myka held onto Helena as she ascended them. They went back into the office and wondered where Mrs. Frederic was.

"Now they lock the doors?" Claudia said, unable to open the door to the umbilicus.

"They lock them from the outside? Typical government mentality," Steve said pulling on it, but to no avail.

"That door locks from the inside. It's practically impenetrable," Helena said of the lock and retina scan.

Claudia just blew air from her lips across her nails, taking all the credit for getting them past that. Helena wasn't so sure.

"Where is Mrs. Frederic, is what I want to know," Myka said looking around.

"Listen, I hear voices," Eileen said.

"Oh not you, too," Claudia said worried all her friends were losing it. She put her ear up to the door and heard them, too. "Uhm, Myka. You're not going to like this," she said.

"Would you care to join us, Mrs. Frederic," Adwin Kosan had asked her politely before the group returned.

Irene stood up, still feeling the loss of her connection with Helena. She was very uncertain now about what caused that, but had an overwhelming sense that everything was okay. Irene went with her host to a room, where several people sat around a large oval table. Irene expected people in business attire, not the daily wear of people from normal walks of life.

"Agent Wells has been released," Mr. Kosan said to the group and people started to murmur to one another. "The Warehouse has selected her One," he added and a smile came across Irene's face. She understood now what had happened.

"This is Irene Frederic…," Mr. Kosan started to introduce her and several of the attendees said, "Yes, we know who she is." They sounded friendly to Irene. Were theses the people who had commissioned Helena to be held here?

"Mr. Kosan, was this a test? Did you bring Helena here knowing we would follow?" Irene asked and no one answered.

"I think in time, Mrs. Frederic, you will understand that what we did, we did for a reason," one of the Regents said. She was a middle aged woman, who seemed oddly familiar to Irene.

"It is not I you should be concerned with," Irene said to the group. "I hope for all your sakes, Helena understands."

Irene knew her boss and knew that confinement of any kind, made her boss insane. It was why the elevators at Wells Corp were constructed the way they were – very large inside and with escape doors on the side in case they ever got stuck.

"Just because Agent Wells is released from the bronzer, does not mean she can return with you," another man said. "She broke her contract," another one chimed in. "There are consequences," a third added.

Just then a loud and angry banging could be heard on the other side of the door.

"I think you did not count on one thing," Irene said to the group.

"Helena brought her lawyer."

Tell me Eileen doesn't deserve a raise!