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Before all, I just want to warn you that this chapter was translated by me, therefore all mistakes are mine. Remembering again: English isn't my first tongue.

Again: thanks for morenadeca who was translating for me! But I'm on vacation now, so I'll have more time for translate (which means I'll post more often), since I am a total unoccupied in vacation.

Thanks for reading =)

Helena

Bright white lights. Voices talking about things I did not understand. Hands ripping my shirt. I was cold. I couldn't see much. My senses were increasingly non-existent. Just felt an excruciating pain in my abdomen. I no longer felt a lot more of my body. Just had this pain, calling all my attention. But I also was feeling something different, something that felt faintly. Maybe it was my impression, but I felt someone holding my hand. I was not sure, just was a feeling that was there, trying to stand out in so much pain.

I never thought that I would felt some similar pain. I remembered of Christina, understanding more her death, wishing she hadn't felt such pain. I think I felt my eyes water, but I'm not sure if that was real. Also, I wasn't sure if the entire situation was real.

My senses seemed come and go out so I couldn't barely understand the details of the situation. I remember the lights disappearing for some instants, thinking I was seeing the dark sky without stars for again see the bright white lights. I heard more incomprehensible words; I no longer did understand what was happening.

But that feeling in my hand disappears, and everything went black. I thought I had abandoned life.

Helena arrived on the hospital about 6 minutes after being hit by the gunfire. Myka accompanied in the ambulance, hoping that everything isn't happening. Sam's voice calling her bunny back repeatedly on her mind as well as flashback of Denver.

Myka doesn't want to lose other partner, she still felt sufficiently guilty for Sam's death, even though it wasn't her fault. She was still in waiting room, looking Helena's body be taken to a SO, while she was retained on the private door for doctors. Quickly, she found a doctor who had just left the SO of Helena.

"Excuse me, she will be okay?" - There was despair in her voice.

"We'll try our best. I need return to SO. But I'll back here to inform you about her situation, when the surgery is over." - He said moving away for the private door.

Myka

"Artie, I'm not going to leave the hospital, I'll not abandon Helena, it's the minimum I can do after she risk her life to save me. I need to do this. I'm so sorry Artie, but I won't leave a partner when I have a chance to help. Also, I don't feel prepared to back for Warehouse, and pretend that nothing happened, doing missions. I'm sorry." - I turned off the Farnsworth.

I wasn't willing to discuss it, I was more worried about whether Helena still alive. My eyes began to water, remembering me of Denver. I didn't want anything all this had happened. I just wanted us to have completed the mission, with every one okay, and only that.

I leaned back in my chair, letting the tears flow freely, knocking all the emotional barriers that I try to keep both whole time, but with so many emotions insisting to appear and with so many unpleasant and painful memories going back and forth so hard, like it was yesterday .

The hospital seemed to be in a slow motion for Myka's eye, as if nothing had more sense. As if everything had lost its color. People came and went, doctors and nurses rushed trying to save the day of someone really needed or at least not trying to cause more pain to the families of sick and wounded.

Several hours passed before Myka see the same doctor who had spoken earlier, rising in a moment, fearing what would be the news that he was bringing.

"Good news, she survived the surgery, but we had to remove her uterus and some small parts of intestine. Unfortunately, she entered in a superficial coma, which mean the body is functioning adequately but for some reason she didn't woke up from surgery." - The doctor said putting a hand in Myka's shoulders, as he wanted to console her, who didn't know if this is was a reason to be happy or worried.

"I can stay in her room, if there is no problem?" - Myka only had strength to ask this, doesn't trusting her voice.

"Sure, I'll call a nurse to take you to her room and accommodate you. Please, wait a moment." - The doctor said as he waved and called a nurse, who spoke quickly and said goodbye verbally to Myka, who was taken to Helena's room.

Myka

I confess I should be mentally prepared to see Helena. I didn't was expecting to see her so… fragile. Helena who challenged the society of her time seemed to gone away. Everything that could be seen was how fragile she really was, before the ravages of a firearm, which almost cost him his life.

I hadn't assimilated that she almost died to keep me safe. A person who supposedly was a villain dared to save a heroine. How can this world be a beautiful paradox at times? That made no sense to me, or if did, I couldn't find the sense of it all.

I wish had an artifact that could tell me if the situation would be resolved, or if I would again be abandoned. It seems that I just start getting closer to someone, for them to risk their lives or abandon me. My confidence is rare to get, but I also made my mistakes.

I wonder myself f this would not be a mistake. I wish it weren't. I looked Helena once more, while I sat in the chair. The minimum I could do was company, even though she wasn't conscious. I think after all, I should at least thank her for risking her life, whit technology that was unfamiliar.

I sighed, again enjoying Helena's beauty. In fact, she was a beautiful woman, with features that have left so many crazy. I smiled when I remembered of Helena saying that her had experiences with woman too. In fact, she was a woman ahead of her time. I believe that her family was proud of her.

If hadn't, certainly there have been people who have pride and for sure, people who had envied the intelligence of Helena. I settled in the chair so that I stay in front of Helena.

I was pretty tired after all then fell asleep in the chair.

Helena

I don't know how long I was unconscious; just know that was enough time for the light bothers me when I opened my eyes. In the beginning, I just saw everything blurry, but after some winks, I finally start to see more clearly, although some points still remained blurred.

The light still bothering me a little, but my eyes grew accustomed as I tried to understand where I was. I still feeling much pain, but at least it wasn't excruciating like before.

The first thing I saw was a white-painted roof. Of course it wasn't something that could give me clues where I was. But I turned my head, and I see some devices, which I confess not seems to be a good thing. Soon I came to the conclusion that I should be in a hospital. With a little effort, I tried to lift a little in bed, to accommodate me.

That's when I saw her. She was asleep; I didn't want to wake her, because her facial expression was showing signs of abatement. And besides, I had no time to worry about it because nurses realized me woke, so they ended up making all the necessary procedures. I just ask to not wake her. She deserved a few hours of sleep after all. I think it was the least I could do, because I felt she should have discussed with Artie. I knew enough to know he wouldn't want an agent was caring for someone like me. Maybe I was a villain as the bottom of my soul.

But after this episode, I decided to try to correct the bad impression of me, like going to repent for all acts of war I have committed against humanity. It was the least I could do once I understand what is almost dying. I can't believe I needed to get to this point to decide to change.

I think it was time to try to be good the difference in the lives of some people. I watched her, realizing that I could be a hero, at least try to be for her.

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