Chapter 23: It's Over

Helga hadn't seen or talked to Sid in three weeks. He wasn't even responding to her texts. She had Arnold and her at a better point in their relationship now, but still part of her missed Sid. He was a good guy. She hoped nothing had happened to him in the line of duty. She knocked his door fully intended Sid to be happy to see her.

Sid opened the door and immediately rolled his eyes,"Why have you come here Helga?"

Helga followed behind Sid who was so closed off she could tell from his body language. He had his arms crossed against his chest and stood on the other side of the room as her.

"Criminy! You have been ignoring my texts Sid! I thought you had been killed!"

"Killed? How dramatic are you?"

"I saw the news about four cops being hurt. I was freaking out and you ignoring me didn't help"

"Well it wasn't me and Harold that night. I'm fine besides almost losing my job, but you wouldn't care about that would you Helga. If you didn't seem to notice I was ignoring you on purpose. You seem to care more about my police clearance than me."

Helga stammered, "Don't be an idiot. Of course I care about you."

Sid laughed but his expression had hurt written all over it, "You don't fool me Helga." He held out his laptop which she had flipped through, "Remember I deal with professional bullshitters…"

Shit, he knew. He knew she had been using his police clearance. That's why he hadn't been talking to her. She might have ruined her entire friendship.

Helga finished his sentence for him,"...and crooks for a living."

Sid nodded and walked over to gaze out his window, "My boss told me to fix the leak so I did it in the easiest way I could. I got rid of you and now there's no more leak. You should leave." he said quietly.

Helga had never heard him speak so quietly. But suddenly she understood that he spoke quietly when he was hurt. She had just hurt him really badly.

"I don't want to go."

Sid laughed softly, "If it's more information you're after Helga, there's no more info here for you, so you better leave. We're done."

"I'm not after info at all," Helga said softly.

The next thing she knew she was kissing him. When she slammed her lips against his it had nearly knocked all of the air from her lungs. She hardly had time to think before Sid slipped his tongue against the seam of her mouth, at her permission to access, he allowed his tongue to delve into the recesses of her mouth. It was a sloppy kiss that tasted like old whiskey in between their shallow breaths. Sid's arms reached up and tangled his hands in her blonde hair. In a moment Helga pulled away and arched into Sid's welcoming, broad chest. She moaned softly in the contact of their body heat before leaning in to claim his lips again. Sid lifted her up so she straddle his hips and carried her into the bedroom, with their mouths not separating for one minute. He threw her down onto his bed and crawled on top of her, placing sweet kisses on her collar bone.

"I missed you," Sid said candidly. He placed a kiss on her forehead, "You're." Another kiss on her cheek, "So." He finally kissed her lips again, "Beautiful."

"Sid," she moaned against his touch.

In between his heavy breaths Sid managed to say, "I wonder what it would take to make you forget?"

Sid began kissing and sucking her neck. His hand made its way to her thigh, rubbing it gently through the fabric of her pants. She was becoming completely undone under his touch and his lips.

"I already forget about the case," Helga gasped honestly.

Sid stopped kissing her for a moment and cupped her face. He looked directly into her eyes and said, "I wasn't talking about the case, I was talking about him."

She knew exactly who he was talking about it. Though he didn't mention his name the mere reference to him completely took her out of the moment. Even with Sid inches away from her face she couldn't even focus on him. All she could think about now was Arnold and what he would think of her if he found out.

"You're thinking about him right now aren't you? What am I, your Arnold placeholder? Fuck, Helga." Sid rolled off of Helga and landed on his back on the other side of the bed.

"I want you," Helga said confidently.

"W-what did you say?"

Helga straggled Sid and began to unbutton his shirt. Her hands traced the scars on his chest when she repeated, "I said I want you, you idiot!"

"Oh Helga." Sid groaned as their lips met again. His hands began to run up and down her back and found there way under her shirt. His hands were warm against her back. The skin to skin contact had shocked her. She was so into the moment she had forgotten to tell him…

"Sid, I've never… I'm a-"

She couldn't even get the words out from her mouth with Sid's sexy smirk and obviously skilled hands tracing circles around her back. Here was Sid who exuded sex appeal from his entire body and she was a little girl who had no experience.

"You're a virgin Helga? Are you serious? You're beautiful. How did that even happen?"

"I've never been interested in anyone in that way, other than Arnold. I just didn't have the right guy I suppose."

"If you've been saving it for Arnold this whole time, how are you so sure I'm the 'right guy'?"

Because Helga was panting and ready to rip off his clothes and jump his bones. That was a good reason.

"I, I don't know."

"You can't even give me a straight answer," Sid sighed as he began to button his shirt. "We aren't doing this Helga."

Sid pushed Helga gently from on top of him and stood up to adjust his pants.

"What? Sid, no I want this with YOU. If I wanted Football Head I wouldn't be here with you."

"That's the problem. You want me but you love him. I'm always going to be second best."

"Sid, listen-"

"No you listen," Sid said as he walked over to her. "You deserve to give your goods to someone you love. What's between us is attraction for sure but I can never compete with the way you feel for Arnold, even if we did somehow form a relationship. Go home to him and tell him how you feel right now before it's too late."

Sid continued, "I'm sorry for ignoring you but I trusted you and I like you to find out you went through my laptop without my permission hurt. I'm also sorry for trying to jump your bones. It's been a rough three weeks. I've lost three colleagues and I guess I just felt really vulnerable myself.

"I'm sorry Sid."

"It's okay. If you ever need anything you call me. I'm always here for you. Although you aren't welcome to using my laptop ever again. If you ever need some good whiskey or a personal trainer or some dude body slammed then we can talk"

"T-thanks," Helga was being escort by Sid towards the front door. She smoothed out her clothes and fixed her hair. "Hey Sid?"

"Yea?" Sid responded as he reached for the door knob.

"How does the germophobe manage to get passed bodily fluids and germs to lose his V card? Who was the special chick?"

Sid laughed," If you must know, you have to promise not tell my dear partner that I had relations with his old high school sweetheart when they were on one of their many breaks. Don't tell Harold. If he knew he'd murder me."

"YOU LOST IT TO RHONDA!"

Harold and Rhonda had been an on again/ off again couple all throughout high school. They were disasterous. One minute they were calling each other turtle ducks and the next Rhonda was yelling at Harold to lose weight so he could fit into designer clothes. Helga remembered prom night when they got into a fight because Harold was eating all of the cake. Rhonda went on and on about how she could have someone else and didn't have time to deal with his binge eating or his weight. Harold only responded by instructing Rhonda to go ahead and be with someone else then because he just could not give up cake. They weren't the healthiest couple or even the cutest, but one thing was certain Harold was absolutely in love with his "turtle duck" and Rhonda seemed to like Harold enough to keep coming back. They broke up senior year when Rhonda got an offer to model overseas. She of course took it and left Harold in the dust of her designer boots. Harold didn't stop eating for weeks after she was always there though when they had broken up to console Harold. They were close friends and now come to find out Sid was screwing his best friend's girlfriend when Harold was most vulnerable.

"Lost it to her? Yes. Continued messing around with her? Yes. Did I enjoy it? Not really. She only came to me when they had a fight and she wanted to get back at him. Of course, I never told him but I knew she was using me to spite him. I knew it was wrong, but what can I say other than I was a horny, selfish boy who liked the idea of having the most desired girl in school even if she happened to be my best friend's girl."

"You're a pig! You were actually an accomplice in your best friend being cheated on. Where'd your morals go?"

"Hey, I never said I was perfect. I was a pig, I admit. If it makes you feel better we never did anything while they were 'on', just every single time they took a momentary break. What Harold doesn't know won't hurt asked the question and I answered it. No judgement."

Helga rolled her eyes and simply said, "Right." Helga continued, "I'm sure you and Rhonda stayed in touch for booty calls over the years then?"

"Absolutely not. We broke it off junior year. Harold, he told me he loved her and wanted to move the relationship forward. I didn't have the heart to tell him that she didn't love him back so I stopped letting her come to me whenever they broke up. She probably cheated on him with someone else when she wasn't getting enough attention. I always suspected it was Curly who she used after me. I haven't even talked to her since then unless you count discovering her body as 'talking'," Sid seemed to be getting emotional. "Harold was hysterical when he saw the body. I don't think he's recovered. I know he's been eating a lot more since we got the news. He was actually crying over a woman that treated him terribly. You know, we can mourn Rhonda all we want and pretend she was a great person, but she was a self-absorbed bitch. Maybe she finally was self-righteous to the wrong person and got what she deserved."

"For Christ's sake, you're a cop! How can you say an innocent woman deserved to be killed?"

"She wasn't innocent. She was manipulative and cruel. Sure she was nice sometimes but only when she could get something out of it. Don't act like she was so nice to you Helga. She humiliated you every chance she got. I'm not saying she deserved to die. Maybe just maybe she messed with the wrong person that's all."

"You could be right."

She thought about what Frankie had said on the phone three weeks prior. Rhonda was in deep with whoever it was. She pissed off the wrong powerful person it seemed.

"Yea, I know. I'm always right. I'm the detective remember," Sid joked. "Good night Helga. I'll see you around."

"Good night, Sid." Helga turned the knob and stepped into the hallway. She took one last look at Sid before leaving.

Before he shut the door Sid gave Helga a soft kiss on her cheek. Warmth radiated from the spot where his lips touched her face. Helga couldn't believe in the span of a few hours her relationship with him had started and ended all at the same time. She hoped they wouldn't end up like him and Rhonda and could remain friends. Maybe it was better that way anyway.

Author's Note: Looks like it's the end of Helga and Sid for good. Anyone feeling sad? I am.