Chapter two
Helen returned with James who was eating a jelly sandwich. She smiled, "You are obviously not equipped properly to be a father."
John shrugged, "Does that mean we can stay?"
Helen narrowed her eyes. "Yes you can stay if you join my staff and learn to be a father."
John grumbled, "Very well."
"I am in use of a historian John; I believe you have the proper credentials." John nodded. "Good you can start immediately."
"Alright," John sat behind Helen's desk.
Will's eyes widened, "You can't do that. No one's allowed to sit in Magnus' chair."
John grinned, "Has Helen ever told you who built this fine desk?"
"You?"
"Indeed, the bottom of this desk reads 'To Mrs. Druitt, love always'."
"That's enough John," Helen's face turned red.
Will looked back and forth from Helen to John. "I don't get it, why did you call Magnus Mrs. Druitt."
John rose what would have been his eyebrows as Ashley walked into the room. "Ashley, what has your mother told you about our prior relationship?"
Ashley shook her head, "Nothing, why?"
John shrugged, "I was curious to know if Helen mentioned that we…"
"John please," Helen sat James down on a couch and walked back to the desk.
"Alright Helen, why don't you tell them?"
Helen frowned, "Fine. Ashley, darling, what your father wants you to know is that…in the spring of 1888, we eloped."
"You did what," Will tried not to laugh.
John suppressed a smile, "I made Helen Magnus Mrs. Helen Druitt in 1888. Do you have a problem with that?"
Will and Ashley shook their heads. "Well good," Helen sighed.
John cleared his voice, "Does this mean James can call you mummy?"
Helen smiled as she left the room.