Sorry this is a bit late. Sunday night was hectic and I was too tired to get my sorry arse around to this... But here it is now. And, just fyi, all the things that are mentioned about Nikola are true. You'll get what I mean in a sec...

Love and hugs while I'm wearing my Tesla shirt to those who take the time to review, honestly makes my day :)

xx

The flight was long and silent, everyone wrapped up in their own thoughts but it escaped no one's notice that Nikola and Rose, when presenting their passports, pretended to be husband and wife. Nor did Helen's reaction to such an action go unnoticed. John, for his part had remained absent, much to Helen's simultaneous approval and disappointment. Rose had, whether because of the tension or because of nerves, become more than a little snippy, commenting tartly that Helen ought to stop moping and buck up, John wasn't needed at this point and her mooning was apparently distracting. Of course, this meant Helen spent most of the trip stony faced, not looking at Rosie much less talking to her.

Their stopover in Paris had been tense and Will got the feeling that the two women were having a silent fight. Neither were looking at each other, instead focused on crowds walking past them. When they were finally called for the much delayed flight, Rose was holding Nikola's hand discreetly and, although the vamp looked somewhat confused by the action, he obviously knew better than to let go. The air was frosty enough that Will silently cursed himself for not separating them on the flight.

Unfortunately for Magnus, it seemed, she was sandwiched between the wall and an irate looking Rosie. Will, hoping to avoid decapitation on a commercial airline (Magnus had refused to let them use the jet, arguing that the matter wasn't nearly pressing enough), had offered to swap with either of them but they'd both waved him off coolly, meaning that their animosity was allowed to flow free.

Occasionally Rosie would send a message to them all, telling them of something new she'd sensed or helping to create their plan of attack. Will wasn't sure how but she was somehow allowing all of their thoughts on the matter to pass freely between them, proving herself to be the most effective method of communication he'd ever encountered. It was as if she was filtering through everyone's ideas, linking them together and spinning them out whilst still giving credit to whoever came up with it, even if it was, as she was so fond of referring to him to as, the monster though Will got the feeling that particular reference was blocked from Magnus. That or the Doc was taking it extremely well. He was a little surprised that Druitt's ideas were being conveyed to them without any clue as to where he was or what he was doing but his voice was clear and crisp regardless.

The transferral of information seemed so effortless that when Rose mentally told them all to let her rest for a second, Will was shocked.

"There's no sun on this damn plane," she whispered, turning in her seat to peek through the gap to where Kate, Will and Henry were sitting. She gave them and apologetic smile before turning back around and letting out a small sigh. He couldn't be sure but Will was fairly certain he saw both Tesla and Magnus take the girl's hands. Perhaps the two weren't really fighting he mused.

When they landed, Rose took the lead, nodding briefly to Druitt who, surprisingly enough was at the gate waiting for them. No explanation was offered as to where he'd been but the fact that his grim look was mirrored on Rosie's face was enough to make Will think this was going to be a rather perilous trip.

In a matter of minutes they'd collected their bags and were standing at the rental care desk, Rose chattering away in fluent Serbian to the somewhat flustered attendant behind the counter, convincing him to give them an even bigger van for the exact same price. He wasn't entirely certain of what she was saying but the bemused look on Magnus' face and the murderous rage swirling in Tesla's eyes made Will fairly certain she was flirting with the man. When she let out a little titter, he was certain of it. He stifled a sigh and rolled his eyes, catching Magnus' in the process. She smirked at him before turning her attention back to the desk. The banter continued for a few more moments until Rosie suddenly stopped, her face darkening. She spun around to glare at Nikola and a low growl slipped out of her. Nikola simply smiled and, with a scathing look, she turned back to the scared attendant. She blurted out what sounded like an apology but none of her early affection was evident. In a matter of seconds she had signed the paper work and grabbed a set of keys before stalking past the group to the nearest elevator.

With two overstuffed duffle bags each, it was always going to be a tight fit but when an elderly couple with three suitcases a piece decided to shuffle in, tight didn't even begin to describe it. Helen, John and Kate were all against the back wall, shoulders touching. Henry and Will were standing along one wall and, as the newcomers stepped in, Rose and Nikola ended up almost flattening them to the wall. With Will against her back and Nikola pressed along her front, Rose soon began to squirm.

Simultaneously, Will and Nikola let out rather loud gasps and Rose looked mysteriously guilty. Everyone in the small space turned to look at the threesome with a thousand questions in their eyes.

"Sorry," Rose mumbled, a blush rising in her cheeks.

"What the hell was that?" Will choked out.

"An accident I swear," she said softly, eyes downcast.

"Bloody hell," Nikola muttered to everyone's surprise. He eyed Rosie cautiously and she gave him a small, embarrassed smile. "That was most certainly something you could have kept to yourself."

"I said sorry," she mumbled, looking down at her feet.

"What on earth did you show them?" Kate asked, bewildered.

"You so don't want to know," Will replied shaking his head. "Wait," he said, suddenly worried, "was that a vision of the future or…"

"NO!" Rose and Nikola barked at the same time.

"It was just… ah… a passing thought," Rose said, sounding a little more flustered than before. Kate's eyes darted to Rose and the two shared a moment of eye contact before Kate started giggling uncontrollably and Rosie looked away, small smile playing on her face.

"I can think of only one way to improve that," Kate said quietly and Rosie's eyes snapped back to hers. There was another beat and then Rosie began to snicker.

"We're right here," Will whined, shifting uncomfortably. "Could at least, you know, wait until we aren't all crammed in here."

"You weren't in that one," Rosie said lightly, letting her gaze drift over Henry who looked even more confused than before.

"All of you, be quiet," Helen chastised, sending a meaningful glance towards the silent couple still in the elevator.

"Oh they don't speak English," Rosie said. "They think we're talking about something to do with football for some reason."

Helen looked dubious but, just as Rose opened her mouth to reply, the door sprung open, allowing everyone to surge out into the high ceilinged foyer of sorts. Without uttering a word, Rosie led the way outside. She paused for a minute as the sun hit her face, letting her head fall back as she soaked up the last rays of the sunset.

Everyone else paused for a moment, taking the chance to look around them. Nikola, however, spun on his heel to look up at the large structure that was the airport, humming contently.

"What's he so happy about?" Will muttered to Kate who opened her mouth to deliver a sharp response but was cut off by Rosie.

"Don't you know which airport we're at?" she asked, not opening her eyes.

"Ah, Belgrade?" he answered, confused.

"Belgrade 'Nikola Tesla' Airport," she corrected, opening her eyes to turn and look at the bewildered group.

"For real?" Henry asked, looking impressed.

"For real," Helen confirmed with a small smile, the first anyone had seen since they'd left the Sanctuary. She looked proudly over at Nikola who beamed back at her with all the subtlety of a three year old. Rose rolled her eyes but smiled indulgently as Nikola took another look at the building that carried his name.

"You would have thought, after all these years the novelty would wear off," he said with a smile. "But it doesn't." Everyone rolled their eyes at that and, following Rosie's actions, they all began to walk towards the hire car pick up area.

"Yours does," Will muttered, earning himself a light slap from Rosie who still managed to grin mischievously whilst doling out her reprimand.

"I'm also on the 100 Dinar bill!" Nikola said happily, almost bouncing along. "And you can even buy dolls that look like me! Plus there's that car and that hotel room back in New York AND a handful of statues. Oh, and shirts!"

"The self proclaimed master of electricity is impressed by having his likeness on a doll," Rosie drawled. "Shall wonders ever cease?"

"You're just jealous because none of you have an airport named after you. Or anything for that matter," he teased smugly.

"Not true!" Rosie argued lightly. "While I may have no monuments, several tribes have, at various times, considered me to be their deity. And Helen's legacy is even further reaching than yours, if not a little more underground." Her gaze shifted to John for a second and everyone fell silent, words unnecessary. There was an uncomfortable pause while everyone waited for Rose to make the obvious remark but it never came, instead Rosie and Helen shared a moment, Helen smiling thankfully at the other woman who simply nodded.

"And that's not counting any of my historical acknowledgements," she continued after a moment, her tone still chipper but somehow a little strained.

"Please, you and your kind aren't mentioned anywhere," Nikola remarked, willing to cover up the painful gap that had interfered with the otherwise light conversation.

"You clearly haven't spent enough time with the Praxians," she scoffed. "They would know in an instant who I am."

"Praxian's don't count," Nikola protested as they reached a hulking black van.

"Do too," Rosie countered as they all began to load their gear. Their bickering continued throughout the loading process until Helen finally held up a hand.

"Enough," she ordered, looking between the pair.

"But we weren't even fighting," Rosie exclaimed with a grin and Helen rolled her eyes.

"You are such a child," Nikola sniffed as he climbed into the truck and Rosie let out an indignant huff but, before she could deliver the retort everyone could see forming, Helen held up her hand.

"AH! Stop," she said and Rose rolled her eyes but didn't continue to talk, simply stalking around to the front of the van. She clambered up into the front seat, silencing Helen's protest that she should be the one to drive with a withering look.

"Really, Helen," she muttered as they pulled out of the parking lot. "We aren't driving to a map, we are driving to my instincts. Our directions will come from my nose and my head, I really don't think you're the best person for this particular task." Her words were clipped and slightly bitter, meaning that no one even thought about challenging her assumption.

"Whatever you say," Helen murmured, shooting her old friend a curious look as she settled into her seat.

"Hey, here's a question," Kate piped up. "Why don't we just, ya know, zap to where the vamp's are hiding out courtesy of tall, bald and-" John fixed her with a steely glare, "zappy," she finished carefully.

"Because I couldn't find them," he ground out angrily, his frustration tainting the air.

"I never really expected you to," Rose said, almost but not quite sounding apologetic. "They are slimy little buggers."

"Watch your language," Nikola chastised with a tut and, as if by magic, the tension disappeared, everyone shaking their heads, finally finding common ground.

"Must have something to do with the genes," Helen called over her shoulder and everyone but Rose had the common sense to stifle their laughter.

"They all have ridiculous taste in fashion too," she added with a grin. "Was that in your blood Nikki? Or did you have to learn it all by yourself."

"I can't wait to find them," he said sulkily. "Perhaps then you'll see some sense."

"Improve your fashion sense you mean," Kate added.

"When we rise again, you'll all pay for this impudence."

"Impudence?" Rose chortled. "Don't know the meaning of the word."

SOON I SHALL OWN A TESLA DOLL! PRAISE BE TO EMMY1512 :D