In an hours time Helen Nikola Will and Kate were touching down in Heathrow Airport.
"Declan will meet us here. He has a van we can use. We will have the water soon."
"What water?" Kate, who had taken a nap on the asked.
Helen squeezed Nikolas hand. "We think Nikola was doused with water from the leathe. He didn't drink it so his memories should still be in the water."
"So why don't we get some leathe water off the black market and dip him in it? I got a friend back in Chicago who still owes me a favor." Kate asked as they entered the van.
Helen shook her head " It isn't that easy"
"That sounds easy?" Will asked in surprise. Helen ignored him.
" If we submerge him in water from the leathe again, He'll simply lose more memories. He could very well forget how to breathe."
Nikola Looked at her nervously as they pulled up to the old victorian house.
"But if we soak him in the same water holding his memories, they should transfer back."
"Should?" Nikola repeated uncertainly.
"A lot is unknown about the leathe." Helen apologized. " Whoever did this was messing with things they knew nothing about."
The group walking carefully to the dark parlor with low furniture covered in dusty sheets. The door slammed
suddenly behind them, making everyone jump. Helen took Nikolas hand on impulse. He whispered something
comforting in French. She blushed and let go.
"My father kept a lantern by the coat rack. Will?"
"Yeah, I've got it." Will nodded and struck a match, lighting the lantern. "Anyone else feel like they walked
into a Scooby Doo episode?"
"Should have thought to bring flashlights" Kate said with a sigh.
"I didn't think we would need them. My father had fully working lights. Nikola had several electrical
inventions that he gave to my father."
"I did?" Nikola asked in surprise. A slow smirk emerged across his face. Helen rolled her eyes and cut him
off.
"Focus Nikola. Do you recognize anything here?"
Nikola strained his memory. "Only that we sat on that couch and drank wine. You let me draw you."
Helen smiled softly at the memory and then banished it back to the shadowy recesses of her mind. "Anything
about the people who held you captive?"
Nikola shook his head sadly. Helen turned and lead theto the basement. Near the bottom of the stairs, Nikola
stumbled.
"We have reason to believe Helen Magnus is Alive and still operating a sanctuary." the shadowed man snarled.
acidly. "And we have reports you were with her when the sanctuary blew up."
Nikola shook his head. "No. I left her in the main room, ground Zero. I was out in one of the corridors,
locking it down." Nikola said in defeat. "Theres no way she could have survived." But his heart beat fast at
the shred of hope. Could Helen really be alive? She always had another trick up her sleeve after all.
"We have good reason to believe she is alive. And still up to her antics. We also know you passed classified
information when you worked for us."
"Yes well you knew where my loyalties lie when you hired me." Nikola said blatantly.
"And Dr. Magnus? Is she as loyal to you?" His interrogator asked.
Nikola was silent. She had no reason to be. Not after everything he had put her through. He left her in
England to chase a job in France, inadvertently passed information to the Nazis in the 40s and (as far as Helen was convinced) tried to kill her in Rome.
"I wont help you capture her. Nothing you say or do will change that. She s always helped me I wont betray her."
Then we ll just use you as bait." The man in the shadows snarled.
Nikola swore in Serbian and pushed Helen behind him, backing into a corner. "I'm sorry Helen. if I knew, if I had remembered..."
"Nikola!" Helen tried to push him off "What are you talking about?"
"You were so good to me. and I lead you into a trap!"
