"Oomph! Sheena get off of me!" Rhonda growled. She pushed her hands into my back, and somehow she scratched her nails on me as well. "Ow!" I said as I stood up rubbing it. That really hurt; I'll probably have red marks on me later. But even though when I looked at her lying on the bed and she was glaring at me… that was not the only problem we had.

Sitting next to her, Lila looked up at me with tears in her eyes and sniffled. That was when I realized that by touching my own face too, I forgot I had a couple of tears as well. As we both wiped them off, she turned to Rhonda. "Come on Rhonda, it is not Sheena's fault that she fell back on you." That was right. We were on the bed when Helga's scream scared us.

Setting my hand down on one of the dressers, I turned toward Helga. She was still breathing hard and her eyes, well, they were a lot darker than normal – almost a greyish black. She was sweaty and looked very hot. Her face was pale except for her cheeks which were very red. There was no doubt that we all were worried about her, especially because she looked fine back in the lobby. We were all tired, but I remembered that she held up well. "So what could have…" I wondered.

Then Rhonda's voice shook me out of my thoughts. "Well still, she should have stopped herself." She sat up dusting herself off. That was one thing I tried to understand about her. We were all happy back in our room, so just because I fell backwards on her made her mad all over again?

I pouted at that and walked into the bathroom. I needed to breathe for a minute and take care of something. Nadine called after me as she reached out her arm. "Sheena, what are you doing in there?" And even though I could hear Rhonda, I also could tell that she was probably waving her hand off. "She can do whatever she wants, leave her geekiness to herself." I will admit it wasn't pleasant hearing that, but I shook my head as I went in there.

The bathroom was small, with the same yellow walls that were in the hotel room, dark furniture and a white countertop with a square mirror on top of it. Across from it was the bathtub with a shower. It was very nice, but that was not what I was looking for. I saw that Olga had put a washcloth on Helga when we came in the bedroom a few minutes ago. But I didn't think that was enough. Pulling out a new soft white towel from one of the drawers under the sink, I also took a glass that was by it and filled it with cold water.

I stepped back into the room, where Nadine, Lila, and Rhonda didn't seem to know what to do. I think they forgot about what happened before I went in because Helga was more important. Phoebe and Olga were rubbing her shoulders and neck trying to calm her down without saying much. I frowned, looking down at my things. Maybe this will help, if not then maybe something else. I also noticed that none of them were on the same bed as Helga besides Olga, her sister, and Phoebe, her best friend. It made me kind of sad for myself, even though I did not mean to. I didn't have siblings or a best friend. Well, I'm best friends with Eugene, but it was not the same as having a girl best friend either. However, at least it was good that Helga had them, especially at the moment.

Walking up to her, Olga and Phoebe stared at me as I sat down on the bed. "Can you hold this for me Phoebe?" I asked gently as I held out the glass. She nodded and took it from me. "Do you want me to give it to her?" Her voice was quiet, probably because she was so close. But I shook my head. "No thank you. But could you both get off of the bed? I want to try something."

Now I wasn't sure if this would work or not, but I think my Aunt Shelley told me about this once before.

Olga's eyes widened. "You think you can do something to help my baby sister?" I smiled sadly, not really knowing for sure myself. But looking at that mascara on her face, I didn't want to hurt her. She really cared about Helga. "I can try, but only if you both give me and Helga some space." She also nodded and got off to sit by Lila and Rhonda.

Sighing, I grabbed the towel from my right arm and laid it carefully between us and spread it out. This gave me a chance to see her face more closely. I didn't even believe that Helga even knew that anyone had touched her, moved away from her or even got near her like I did. Her breath was slowing down some, but it was as if she was in a trance by the way her eyes looked. She hadn't said a word since she shouted, so that wasn't good. "What on earth was she dreaming about earlier?" I thought.

Glancing at Phoebe to the right, I motioned her to come by me and whispered to her. "I need that water please." Her hand was shaking, however no water came out. "Here you go Sheena." It felt wet, but that was from how cold it was. I looked around the room once more, making sure everyone was within a good distance away…mostly because this may not have been pretty.

I scooted toward Helga, but she still wasn't responding. Her hands clenched the blanket and her head was facing down. Somehow, I guess with all of that moving and everything, her hair came loose from her ponytail and got tangled. Moving my left hand, I pushed it aside on her right shoulder, which that got an immediate response – and for a second I saw a couple of tears. My mouth smiled shyly despite this, as always. Not that I would expect anything different from myself. But as long as it was going to help her, then it was probably fine. I spoke quietly. "Helga, are you alright?" She didn't say anything, just stared at me. I could feel the sweat on my face and my throat went almost dry. Almost.

"Do you want any water?" I held out my hand. And that was almost the end of it.

"No!" She shouted as if she was in a normal state of mind, but we all knew she wasn't. As soon as I knew, and expected it, Helga slapped my arm and caused the water to spill on the towel including myself. Even though my arm stung, it only made it easier to figure out what probably happened. Suddenly lying down she instantly curled up facing away from me.

Some of the girls gasped and backed away onto the far bed where Nadine was. Except Olga and Phoebe who stayed where they were. Picking up the towel and the glass, I stood up and placed them back on the dresser where I was earlier. No one said a word. And I couldn't blame them either. As I was wiping my hand on my burgundy sweatshirt, I asked softly, "Phoebe?"

"Yeah Sheena? What is it?" I turned around to see her staring at me confused and upset, wondering why I did that to her best friend. Her arms wrapped themselves, not really sure what to do except look at me like that. I knew that despite Olga being family, she never saw Helga as much as Phoebe did, so I had a feeling she was best to answer my questions.

"Do you know if Helga has had any sleeping problems lately?," I asked, "Because I think you two would have had sleepovers at each other's houses or something." She nodded, stepping closer to me curiously. "Yes, of course we have. But what kind of sleeping problems exactly are you referring to?"

I turned to Helga, still rubbing my arm after the slap she gave me. "Well, my Aunt Shelley once told me about what kinds of things happen when someone gets bad sleep and they are stressed. So I'm thinking that's what's happening to Helga. Maybe she had some nightmares recently or maybe sleepwalking?" Looking back at her, I could see that her face was surprised by that question, almost as if she didn't want to answer it.

"Hmmm…" Helga grumbled, moving around as we faced her. Her eyes were still closed, but this time it looked as if she were simply napping. I sighed in relief, because that meant she was calming down.

"Oh, well," Phoebe stammered tugging at a string on her blue shirt, "She had a sleepwalking incident last year. I helped her out after we realized it was the pork rinds that she was eating. Once that was over, it hasn't happened since. But I don't know anything about nightmares or any stresses." Her voice got quieter as she looked away from everyone when there was no reason why she should've done that. It made me worried because it did not sound like she was telling me the whole truth.

Before I could think on it further, I didn't realize Lila stood up and walked beside me nodding. "Yeah, Sheena. I ever so agree with both of you, but maybe since we all didn't sleep well on the plane that may have caused something." I had to admit, that may have been the case. "You could be right Lila. Sometimes this can happen when a person is in a new place."

Olga stared at her sister, her tears coming back. "So what does this mean? Why is my baby sister sick?" She sounded worried, as we all were. But it was very different for her than it was for us. I've heard stories about the good things she's done for the world. So I guess for her it would be harder not to be able to do something for her own family.

That was when I realized that she was trying to reach out to Helga again. I rushed over and pulled her arm and we fell down on the middle bed as Rhonda went by Nadine. "Don't touch her Olga! Give her some space." I had to hold her down unfortunately. It was more difficult as I was younger than she was and my muscles hurt from the force. But she would not stop shaking to push me off. I did not like to think of her like this, but she was kind of acting like a five year old.

"Why can't I help? She needs me!" She wailed. I hushed her, digging my elbow into her right arm to close her mouth with my hand while she pulled on my brown hair. It really hurt, but if she continued to do this, there was no telling how Helga could react if we disrupted her further. "Because, when a person has a sleep terror they cannot be helped immediately." I even growled myself, which wasn't like me, but at least what I said managed to stop Olga from moving beneath me.

Rolling over next to her, my hands rested on my forehead and heart as we tried to catch our breath. Even though I couldn't hear much because of it, Nadine's voice was loud enough. "You think she had a sleep terror? What makes you believe that?" All of the other girls surrounded us at this point, just standing there not knowing what to do since they couldn't touch Helga. My head looked up at her, answering her question. "When I was little, I was staying over at my Aunt Shelley's house when I had one myself. I didn't know what it was until later, but she told me that was what happened and what it means when a person has it."

"You mean like symptoms?" Phoebe asked. I nodded sitting up. "Yeah, that's why I asked you about her sleeping problems." Olga followed me in getting up as well, but still frowning. "So what do we do? How can we help her?" Her voice was muffled, and sad. I rested my hand on her shoulder.

I replied, knowing that she wouldn't like the answer but it was better than having none. "Well, Aunt Shelley told me that unless it happens a lot more in the future, we don't need to take her to a doctor. But we need to wait it out for now and speak quietly, or at least calmly so that we don't make it worse."

"Really? We have no choice?" I groaned, knowing who said that. Turning my head around, seeing her by Nadine not pleased.

"Yes, unless you want to cause any more problems Rhonda."

"Or at least anymore problems for Helga." I thought to myself, not really ready to say it out loud as I heard a soft snore coming from her. I looked back at her, finally peaceful…well for now anyway. Despite her attitude, I think that she can be quite sweet, so I was happy that she was relaxing.

Then a knock was heard at the door.

A/N ** I'm not entirely sure if this is how Sheena would sound because there is not a lot to go on her from other episodes so I did the best I could – thanks for reading! I don't own Hey Arnold! **