Myka woke up with the Friday sun on her face, realizing that she slept in the previous day's clothes as well as listening to her IPod, which the batteries was almost fully discharged. She got up taking the iPod charger jack, while giving a look in the mirror that was near the bed. Her clothes were wrinkled and h hair was in a deplorable situation. He laughed to see how it looks, and put the charger into the electrical socket, going to the bathroom, to take a shower and get ready for another mission.

Helena woke up with a sore body from having slept in the chair. She stood and placed the book back to its place on the shelf. She then stretched slowly while she looked out the window, admiring how when the light streamed through the leaves, creating shadows that seem to dance along the green ground. She climbed the stairs heading toward the bathroom whishing for a hot shower to help alleviate some of the pain. She was hoping that it would be an easy day at the warehouse, hopefully without a new mission; she had no idea what she was in for.

Myka went for her breakfast, she was famished, but when she got there she found only Pete at the table she felt something wrong. Normally everyone had breakfast together so it was rare to see only one person having breakfast.

"Hey Pete!"- She said as soon as she sat down in her chair next to Pete.

"Hey Myka! I didn't see you yesterday, what's up?"- Pete had on a worried look as he took another gulp of his coffee.

"Ah, I just wanted a little time for myself. I'm sorry if I worried you"- Myka said as she took a piece of cake.

They talked during breakfast; Myka found out that Artie and Claudia had their breakfast earlier because they had to go get everything ready for the mission, and that Helena was missing. When she heard that, Myka got worried, she feared that she was the cause. A while after that they were on their way to the warehouse. Helena had breakfast alone; trying to plan how to stay away from Myka, after a few minutes she knew that this would be difficult.

Helena grabbed a few things and got ready to go to the warehouse, going to the car. She sat, tooking a deep breath, and looking at the scenery, and started the car. Myka was already at the warehouse waiting for the details of the mission. She noticed that Artie wasn't there and started to arrange the papers spread all over the desk; she was worried about how the space was organized. Pete watched Myka and he knew that there was something wrong with her, and that she didn't want to talk about it so he wasn't going to insist. He picked up the inventory list and began to verify the artifacts.

Helena arrived about 20 minutes after Myka and Pete, but she didn't go inside until after she thought about it for a few minutes. She walked in and bumped into Myka who was surprised by her presence.

"Good morning Myka"- A slight smile escaped Helena's lips.

"Good morning Helena"- Myka said as she took a step back to give Helena some space. Helena immediately started to head in the direction of the library. She was determined to avoid Myka because she didn't want anything else to happen. Myka looked at Helena with a sad soul. She didn't want things to get this far, she was hoping that they would get resolved on their own, but it seemed that those memories had a strong hold on both of them.

"Helena"- Helena stopped when she heard her name, and turned to face Myka.

"You don't have to avoid me, nothing happened"- Myka said after she took a breath. Myka looked both tired and sad. Helena was thinking about the consequences of that phrase, thinking that maybe she didn't understand the whole situation or maybe she didn't want to understand it. Artie and Claudia arrived at that exact moment.

"Myka and Helena, you have a mission"- Artie said as he arrived. Myka looked at Artie then at Helena. Helena had no idea how to react.

"Oh come on girls, it's an interesting mission!"- Claudia said to try to break the ice.

Artie looked at them both before he continued talking waiting for them to get interested. Myka looked at Artie showing mild interest in the mission and waiting for him to continue talking.

"You are going to have to go to Hollywood, there is a bracelet that once belonged to Marilyn Monroe, it steals the fame of people around it and increments the fame of the wearer."

"Sound simple"- Helena said after listening carefully.

"I just hope that you don't mind sharing a bed or a room because it's an expensive hotel and our monthly budget is running low. You will leave today to make sure you get there in time for the event that the wearer is promoting."- Artie said ignoring the comment Helena made, and giving each of them a file of the mission.

"No, no problem"- Myka said quickly, while she rose, looking over at Helena, who still didn't know how to react or what to think of that, she simply shrugged her agreement with Myka.

"Excellent! If I were you I would start packing because your plane leaves in two hours. Claudia will take you and give you the rest of the information"- All three women left the warehouse and headed to Leena's.

Xxx Two and a half hours later xxx

"I never imagined that an artifact like that existed, or that Marilyn Monroe had possessed an object that would become an artifact."- Myka gave a smile when she heard Helena's comment, because she knew about her brush. She would not like to be blonde but this was definitely a fun experience.

"Why are you smiling?"- Helena said when she saw no reason for the smiling.

"Because I already had an experience with one of Marilyn Monroe's artifacts." - She smiled again when she remembered looking frightened as the airplane began to move on the strip.

"I would certainly love to hear that interesting story"- Helena said as she looked at Myka and saw a little fear in her eyes.

"Hey, don't worry, the plane is going to take off and land miraculously without any loss of life. You don't have to be scared of heights"- Helena said placing her hand on Myka's forearm. Myka felt a light shiver run through her hoping that Helena hadn't noticed. She looked out to see the ground and felt the plane pick up speed to start the takeoff process.

A few minutes later Myka was still sitting tense in her chair with her eyes closed, while Helena watched Myka, her facial expressions which seemed to be neutral, but was easily noticeable that Myka was strained by her position in the chair.

"Maybe you should close the window at least you won't be reminded of the altitude we are at. It might help a bit, have you ever thought about treating your phobia or maybe a few session therapies?"- Helena said as she watched Myka slowly open her eyes and reach to close the window.

"Thank you for worrying. I never really liked planes because of my fear of heights. I already tried all the methods possible to alleviate the fear but nothing works. At least I feel slightly proud for managing to get on a plane." - She gave Helena a slight smile. Helena looked away and started to look for her bag wanting to read the details of the mission. Myka sighed, and grabbed her iPod, she wanted to listen to some relaxing music, and maybe it will help lessen her fear of heights. She had always preferred trains but for some missions that was impossible because of the urgency to be in determined places due to events.

xxx 6 hours later xxx

They both exited the plane after a very turbulent flight adding to Myka's fear. Helena did everything possible to help ease her fears, but it was in vain. The biggest problem seemed to be the turbulence, which led Helena to believe that her fear wasn't so much of heights but of what could happen when you are over a thousand feet from the ground.

Helena looked over to Myka and could see how pale and shaken up she was and she hopped that Myka would recover quickly from the terrible turbulence. Myka was starting to get worried because in a way she had exposed herself to Helena which was something that she didn't want to do or that shouldn't have happened. Right now she didn't trust her completely to try and explore something more personal. It wasn't the same thing with Pete who was always trying hard not to crush her; she had become a trusted friend. During her thoughts Myka saw that Helena was looking at her.

Both women looked away before their eyes caught each other, each one went to find her luggage and they found each other about ten minutes later in the taxi area. Myka remembered the mission in Las Vegas where Mrs. Frederic had send them a car and a driver, apparently this time they didn't have that privilege, especially with the budget. She sighed and put her bags in the trunk and entered the car were Helena was waiting for her.

"Are you okay?" Helena asked, showing how worried she was, she didn't like seeing Myka so shaken up.

Myka nodded because she knew that all she needed was a hot shower to feel better, and she didn't want Helena worrying excessively, there were more important things to worry about. She looked out and admired the beauty of Hollywood; she had never imagined that for a few hours she would know what it was like to live in the world of fame that was Hollywood.

xxx 3h30m later xxx

The event had started about thirty minutes ago but they had barely arrived as they got briefly lost on the way.

Myka was wearing a long black dress, creating a contrast with her pale skin and her colored eyes, which were lightly done with mascara and eyeliner creating even more contrast between pale and dark. Her hair was pinned back low which gave a certain amount of elegance and class.

Helena was wearing her hair down and using a combination of suit and vest, giving her the elegance that was habitual of Helena, without calling too much attention to herself. This mission required that they play roles, Myka was an actress in search of fame and Helena was her agent, meaning that all the attention was to be on Myka allowing Helena the space she needed to explore.

"You look beautiful, and I am relieved that you are back to you old self"- Helena said into her ear, pulling back instantly and began to explore the place and try to verify that there was target there. Myka turned around abruptly in Helena's direction and saw her move away and she finally lost her in the crowd that was filling up the place. She sighed as she headed towards a group of people, she had to socialize and try to learn what she could about the target.

About twenty minutes later, Helena located the target walking in the room, giving people compliments then she saw the bracelet on their left arm, she began to formulate a plan to try and retrieve the artifact that she didn't notice Myka behind her.

"We could go now, the guest list doesn't show any of the names for the guest list of tomorrow's event" - Myka said into Helena's ear, startling her.

xxx 1h30m later xxx

They were both in the room starting the process of riding themselves off the makeup and the evening gala clothes, putting something more comfortable on that they could sleep in. Myka was in the bathroom taking a shower while Helena was comfortably in a chair taking notes and writing something into a notebook (*), as well as reflecting over some things. She had been so distracted that she didn't notice Myka sitting in the chair in front of her.

"I see you still enjoy writing."- Helena was startled when she heard Myka speak when she saw what she was doing and finished her notes.

"Which side of the bed do you prefer?"- Helena asked while she turned to look at Myka, closing the notebook at the same time.

"I like the right, is that a problem?"- Myka said biting her lower lip, fearing that there might be a discussion about how to divide the bed.

"Excellent! I like the left." Helena gave Myka a reassuring smile while keeping eye contact.

Helena stood and placed her notebook in her bag closing it immediately then she grabbed some things that she would need for the shower. Myka startled herself when some thoughts passed through her mind. Helena gave one last look at Myka signaling that she was going to take her shower. Myka simply nodded, she got up and grabbed her iPod, to listen to some music, and a book that she had been reading for the last couple of days. She went back to sit in the chair with the headphones in her ears.

Helena entered the bathroom and locket the door immediately, she placed her things in the bathroom and started the shower, stopping in front of the mirror, and she looked at herself. For all of the years that she spent bronzed there was not a single physical change. She was afraid that her mentality had been too outdated or that the world had evolved too quickly in a few years and she couldn't evolve. She didn't recognize places, and even had difficulties trying to understand some technologies.

Technology. Seems like such a strange word. I hope to be able to deal with them some day.

She walked into the hot shower using a psychoanalysis theory, she would let the water run down her body, letting her feeling and her pains flow with the water like if the water was cleansing her pained and crushed soul, taking everything that was wrong. Helena had started to do this since Christina's death that she still hadn't gotten over, and maybe she never will. She spent a few minutes like this.

Myka took out the headphones and noticed that she could hear the shower but not the sound that one made when moving around under the water. She started to worry, thinking that maybe Helena would try to commit suicide of something of the sort.

How could she do something like that?

She began to rise when she heard the shower being turned off and she sank back into her chair and replacing the headphones. Helena came out of the bathroom wearing shorts and a t-shirt, this caught Myka's attention.

"Are you really going to sleep in that?" Myka said since she slept in a long shirt.

"Um, I'm comfortable, so yes, I'm going to sleep in it. Is there a problem?" Helena said looking at Myka while she put her things back in her bag.

"No, it's just um… different." Myka looked at her book, finished her chapter and closed it.

She stood placing the book next to her things, looking over at Helena without her noticing. She never imagines HG Wells using something like that. She always thought of her using a camisole made of silk with lace trimmings. She chuckled silently.

"I think it would be a good idea to go to bed. We never know if tomorrow is going to be a tiring day."- Myka suggested turning in Helena's direction, who was also turning, nodded.

Helena headed toward the bed while Myka put the iPod to charge, seeing how she used it as a alarm clock as well. Myka then headed to the bed. She saw Helena lift the sheets and wait for Myka to get there before she turned off the lights because the switch was on the left side. Myka quickly got into bed, slightly agitated.

The lights were turned off. Helena started to tense because she didn't know what could happen while they both slept in the same bed. Myka was equally tense but for another reason. The feeling of her kiss with Helena made her uneasy just like her heart was being torn by all of the unknown feelings.

"Good night Myka."

"Good night Helena."

Neither one knew what tomorrow had in store for them.

notebook (*) : The notebook is not technological, but a real notebook. (Do you understand the difference?)

N/A

I just wanted to remind you that regardless of the fate of HG Wells, this is a fic that is not based on any episode, just the overall story and characters, or very basics of the show, not to mention that the fate given to HG Wells would be impossible to fit in my fic, because I want to do things that prevent one from HG Wells to have this sad end.

Everyone celebrate! (or not, because I have some evil plans for Helen and Myka. I'm sorry, but ...)

Is anyone willing to guess what will happen next chapter? (I believe it will take a while for the next chapter, but I think you readers are able to wait, no?)