A/N
All mistakes are mine ;)
Myka shifted in his chair, showing signs that she would wake up, due to the uncomfortable position in which it was. Helena, who was reading magazines, looked up seeing the drives. It had been four hours that Helena awoke from the coma, and it was a sunny morning.
Myka opened her eyes slowly, expecting to see Helena still in coma, but the first thing she saw was Helena watching her. She hadn't thought how to react in this possibility, just stared at those brown eyes watching her.
Myka's eyes were still slightly red, as a consequence of having excessively crying, what called Helena's attention.
"I'm sorry for the thing ended this way." – Helena said sighing.
"The fault wasn't yours, Helena."
"But I believe I had been part of your reason to cry." – Helena looked Myka, who turned her head, fixing her look on the landscape through the window that was perpendicular to the bed.
"There are certain times when I wonder if I shouldn't get away from it all, because no matter if I overcome Denver; it seems that haunts me at every turn. I wonder if I would be happier without having to worry about the lives of my partners. Sam died, Pete came close to dying, you almost died... "- A tear trickled down the face of Myka.
"Myka, this is a job which we have deal with it. I almost died, but I didn't die. It's two realities different. You don't have to suffer and repress all your feelings. We're human and not robots!" – Myka looked at Helena, feeling the tears back, trying to repress them.
"Darling, please, doesn't cry. It's everything fine. Don't let the past chase and hold you. I know what is lost a partner, but unlike you, I got my load of guilty in his death. But that's not why I'm going to stop living, feeling bad and good things of life."
Both continued to look each other for a few minutes until they are interrupted by Myka's Farnsworth. Myka sighed, standing up and stretching. She leave the room for a few minutes, long enough to have a brief discussion with Artie, who still insisted on her back, for missions. Myka looked Helena through the glass door before saying a few words and close the Farnsworth, and enter the room. Helena watched her all time.
"Everything is okay?" – Helena asked with a slight tone of concern, didn't want Myka had problems again with Artie. Myka took the right hand to the hair messing it lightly, sighing wearily.
"Yeah, Artie just wants me to return immediately." - Myka said as she approached the bed. Helena realized that she wanted to sit, and tried to open a little space in the bed but her scars started to bother painfully, forcing she make a pain face.
"It's not necessary, you need to avoid moving." – Myka said seeing her face pain, and sat in the bed.
"We need to talk about some things." – Myka sighed before some seconds of silence. Helena looked Myka, who was biting the lower lips.
"I think that it is useless to pretend that nothing happened, not after you've been shot. I know that my trust in you is impaired, but if I hadn't the least confidence in you, we wouldnt be here, in this situation. "- Myka paused, then resumed.
"While I was waiting for you leave the surgery, I tried to understand me. I know I repress my feelings, but all this have a reason: I have fear of being abandoned. I have fear in trust someone without know if I will be abandoned in future, by the person who I most trusted." – Myka made a sad look while looking through windows. Her expression facial was of a person tired and sad. Helena took the Myka's hand, intertwining the fingers.
"Darling, I know about your fear, as I know you aren't the kind of spontaneous person with friendships, I know you are the kind of person who will choose by finger which person you will trust. Your confidence is something very rare to get."
Helena took a deep breath, pausing before resuming talking.
"Also I know you're a woman who is in love for other woman; by the way, it's me. Otherwise, why would you still be here? You are an agent known to be extremely focused on the work and missions, you're not known for taking care of wounded agents on missions, and wouldn't take out the work of your priorities, if not really have a good reason to convince to do."
Myka made an expression of surprise, giving a glance at Helena. She never imagined that Helena realized this, even though the kiss had been given a few days ago. Also never thought that Helen was going to be direct to the point. Helena still kept her hands clasped.
"I be here was the least I could do. And yes, I confess I'm in love with you, because I realized the value of your presence in my life. I didn't want to assume this before, because I was afraid of that feeling, I never imagined that I would be in this situation someday."
"Thanks for caring about me." – Helena gave a softly kiss on Myka's hand, - "Fortunately, I'm also a woman in love." – Helena pulled Myka by hand, forcing her to approach, and then kiss her, this time in mouth, surprising Myka.
Mouths experiencing themselves while hearts accelerates, tongues touching themselves. Time seemed to freeze, as if the two were inside of that kiss forever, as if there was nothing else but that kiss. Soon their mouths were yearning for more, enhancing the touch. But they were interrupted by Myka's Farnsworth. Myka was who broke the kiss, looking at Helena with a mingled facial expression of surprise, desire, but there were still traces of sadness. Helena pressed his lips moving slightly tongue, trying to keep memories of giving a kiss while looking Myka, who again left the room. Again Helena watched her while she talked to the person, and due to Myka's facial expressions, it wasn't Artie, but had already turned off. She must have spent about 5 minutes before Myka enter the room, heading towards the chair, the same she used to sleep. Helena just kept watching her.
"You're only allowed to go back to doing missions when their scars do not bother you anymore." - Myka said after a few minutes of silence, while she had been looking again the landscape. She just wanted the time to understand all the emotional charge that the kiss discharge in her, and wanted some time to understand the whole situation. Helena nodded.
"But and what about you?" – Myka looked Helena, who was biting the lower lips.
"I don't know. I will solve after. There is major concern, and Pete and Claud may well do missions on their own."
xxx Three Days After xxx
Helena was released the day before, after two sessions of physical therapy, to help understand the limitations of the scars, that bothered by being in the healing process. Both after a few conversations decided to return by train, since there was no urgency to return, as Helena wasn't yet fully recovered. They chose a train car that would provide maximum comfort to Helena, as Myka didn't mind about the type of train car, only cared about the means of transport.
Both were sitting sideways, and Myka in the window (she liked to see the landscape changing relatively quickly, as the train moved through the total course) and Helena beside the door to the hallway. Helena settling on the bench rested his head on the shoulder Myka, who clasped in one arm, worrying not to touch or disturb the scars.
"I'm sorry" – Helena said sighing
"Sorry for what?" – Myka hadn't found any reason to make Helena ask sorry.
"For broke your trust. For everything I made hurting you. Now, I know how much I hurt, and I'm really sorry for that. Sorry to have come close to destroying the world."- Myka took her arm around Helen, forcing her to sit, and with both hands grabbed Helena's face, as if holding something delicate.
"H.G. Wells, pay attention. I don't care about your actions in the past, I don't care if you are HG Wells, I just care if you are Helena, and which actions you are going to do in the present. Don't bother with the past. I'm not in love with the brilliant and intelligent writer who has written over 15 books known worldwide. I'm in love with the beautiful woman, courageous and defiant. "- Helena listened carefully looking into her eyes, and then kissed by Myka.
"I just wanted to apologize." – Helena said looking away that had become sad.
"Darling, I accept your apology. Just… I wish you'd done it sooner." - Myka took his hands off the face of Helena, passing an arm around her, returning to the position they were before.
xxx Two Days After xxx
After the long journey by train, Myka drove to Helena's private home. Once there, helped put the suitcases in the hall, still worrying about making Helena follow doctor's orders of not to make the effort. Helena made a tea, which brought memories of the time her took care of Myka.
Thistime,it'sshewhotakescareofme.
She offered the tea to Myka, who accepted immediately, knowing that her tea was something that could relax a little.
"You will be fine?" – Myka asked worried.
"Darling, it's not the first time I'm alone in this house. Of course I'll be fine." – Helena laughed, glancing Myka.
"But the circumstances are others now. You're still in recovery." - Myka made an expression of concern. Helen approached putting her hand lightly on Myka's face, caressing it.
"Darling, I'll be fine, don't worry." - Myka bites his lower lip, even with the worried expression.
"Do you want to come here tomorrow night? Just to see how thing are going here." – Myka nodded, while Helen took the hand of Myka's face. Myka was already heading toward the car.
"I'll be at Leena's. Anything, just to make smoke signals, or call or send telegram, whichever is most convenient to you. Tomorrow will be here to 20pm." - Myka said as she opened the car door, accompanied by Helena, who laughed, nodding. Myka just thought it would be something simple, but Helena had plans for tomorrow night.
Helena took a few steps back, watching Myka start the car and away more and more until you lose the horizon. She entered into the house, sighing.
Finally,sweethomesweet.
xxxNextDayxxx
It was a humid night, after a rainy afternoon, but fortunately the sky had already got rid of the clouds, with a stunning full moon accompanied by thousands of stars. The night sky had always been one of the reasons for Helena love that house, she really liked to look at the immensity of the sky, and imagine many things about it. She was sitting in the chair in the garden, watching the sky, waiting Myka.
Whocanimaginethemysteriesoftheuniversehiddenfromus,meremortals?
She heard the bell ring, automatically rising, and then repenting, because she had forgotten of the scars sensitive to movements. She walked toward the hall, thinking of everything he had prepared. She was really willing to try.
Myka was at the door, wondering where would be Helena, since she was being a little slow, but soon remembered that the scars it still limiting Helena. She started biting her lower lip, not knowing what to expect, only had seen the hall of the house, but tonight would have more knowledge about the house. Always liked to know the other people's homes in order to understand the architecture and decoration. She interrupted his train of thought soon as she heard the key turning in door.
"Hey!" – Myka smiled at Helena, who also smiled, opening space to Myka enters.
"Apparently, you're a Victorian lady who still knows how to live alone even in a modern time." – Myka said while analyzing Helena up and down, noticing that she appeared to be fine. Helena laughed.
"Oh, if you want, you can go to that room, that I'm going, I'll just grab my glass of gin and tonic." - Helen waved his hand toward the room, while Myka had a worried expression. - "Do not worry; I haven't been drinking alcohol, I only adapted the drink." - Said Helen quickly to reassure her.
Myka turned to walk toward the room indicated as Helena went into the garden.
A/N
And finally, we have a decent kiss ( I think so). I think the next chapter will come on Wednesday, maybe with luck on Tuesday.
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