Super, duper short yes but I think (yeah, biased, I know) it couldn't be any other way. And I really didn't want to have this one right after the previous one but considering the next chapter will be the last in terms of the 'each-chapter-is-an-item-from-his-list' thing, it didn't fit anywhere else... So please pardon the double voyeurism-ness...

MASSIVE thank you goes to CK who helped merge two versions of this into one... Without her this would have been even shorter and somewhat lacklustre... :{}

Another thank you to all those reading and reviewing :) Y'all make me smile!

Enjoy

xx

One day, three weeks in, they were all in the library, searching for a book, one that apparently could help Helen figure out why she was invisible. Will was complaining, Kate was fighting the urge to throw books at him and Henry was getting more and more agitated as their search continued. Only Nikola seemed to be remaining calm, sifting through books with a smile on his face, his snarky comments emerging only when one of them said something frustratingly stupid. He was clearly enjoying himself.

That was until Helen walked in. The large doors swung open and they all turned to see the nothingness.

"Will, Abby has been calling you for the past half hour. Something about tomorrow night," came her voice from across the room.

"Thanks," Will grumbled, standing up and stretching out his shoulders. Taking the cue for a break, they all began to shuffle past Helen and out of the room. When Nikola began to join them, Helen let out a snort of derision.

"What happened to your stamina?" she asked. Everyone looked around towards the sound of her voice, confused.

"I think she meant Tesla," Henry whispered, nudging Kate who grinned at him before snickering. Nikola's eyes flashed dangerously as he stared them down. With another smug chuckle, Kate turned, dragging both Will and Henry out of the room with her, the Big Guy following without much hesitation.

"Have I ever given you reason to question my stamina?" he asked once they were alone.

Letting out what he could only assumed was a fake yawn to cover her chuckle, Helen strolled past him, gently trailing her fingers across his back.

"And where are you off to?" he queried, following her muted footsteps.

"Bed," she said simply.

"Number 1 or 9?" Nikola asked hopefully.

Helen chuckled.

"Number 4," she corrected, her voice neutral.

"Number 4?"

"I'd walk around naked."

"What!"

He chuckled at her unseen but obviously horrified look.

"It's not like anyone would see me," he reasoned with her. She let out a dark little chuckle.

"You honestly expect me to believe you would walk around, in front of the rest of my team, in front of all the residents, completely naked?" she asked, incredulous.

"I'd walk around naked in front of you," he said with the most sinful grin Helen had ever seen.

"But I wouldn't be able to see you," she countered.

"But you'd want to."

"You do realise just how ludicrous that plan is?" she said, starting to laugh.

"Oh yes."

"Voyeur."

"You love it."

He choked.

She laughed.

Now he was over the moon.