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I'm Brazilian, my first language is Portuguese. All mistakes are mine (and also, I can forget some word), so thanks for all being patient reading this which will be full of mistakes.

LOCISVU, I think that Myka's parents, after all, deserve a last chance. :)

Well, I finally received my birthday gift (and yeah, 1 month after), and having a long-holiday weekend, because of Brazilian Carnival, I felt 'inspired' to translate :)

Enjoy!

Flashback

It was two months into the wedding. Almost everything was prepared, but Myka hadn't been able to find some way of getting pregnant. At least, one that doesn't involve artificial insemination. If she went for that way, Helena would know, and possibly surprise would downhill.

Myka had the service during the day, normally, and in the night, she walked the aisles looking for some artifact, considering the presence of any other person.

But after spending nearly a month doing this, she was almost giving up. It was one of those nights when Claud took her by surprise. Perhaps the appearance of Claud was hope for Myka. She didn't want to ask for help.

"What are you doing walking around the aisles?" – Claud appeared behind Myka, who frightened.

Myka for a moment, didn't know what to say, and even thought about inventing anything, but she knew that Claud wouldn't believe it. She decided to tell the truth. Not to mention the fact that Claud could be a very helpful aid due to be geek and also a friend of Helena.

"I'm looking for a specific artifact without knowing what exactly. The system didn't help me much." – Sure Myka tried to search the system, but without knowing any information about the artifact, the system was useless. Myka saw the arch of Claud's eyebrow.

"And why are you looking for this artifact?" – Claud crossed her arms. Myka sighed. She really didn't know how to explain to Claud her will to become pregnant.

"I wanted to surprise Helena, in the wedding. I had this idea for about a month, and since then I started to walk around the aisles looking for this artifact." – Claud continued in the same position, Myka sighed once more.

"I want to get pregnant, but I wish it had the least DNA of Helena. Not necessarily need to be hers, but any similarity. And also I don't want to do artificial insemination, because it would involve revealing the idea to Helena." – Claud made a surprise expression, and then switches to a thoughtful expression. Myka started biting her lower lip.

"And you really want to get pregnant?" – Claud knew that Myka wasn't the kind of the woman who always dreamed of having children.

"Yes. I know I never demonstrated want to have, but with Helena, I realize that I want to build a family with her. I noticed this a month ago or so, as I watched a family in the square near the bookstore."

"I think I can help you. At least, I remember of seeing an artifact in the system that may be what you are looking for. But perhaps this involves a journey into past. And eventually, a trip to our parallel universe." – Claud realized Myka didn't understand that part of parallel universe.

"You really know nothing of parallel universe?"

"I know the theory but never knew their real existence." – Claud laughed.

"And I guarantee that they exist. After all, we are in place more improbable of the planet."

xxx 30 minutes after xxx

"This is the artifact. Portfolio of Robert-Houdin*. He will take you to an alternate universe, but everything that happens is an illusion."

"But how can it be an illusion if I change the universe?" – Myka tried to understand the logic of the artifact, while Claud showed the artifact, which was like one big folder but no filling, just cover and back cover.

"It's like you're dreaming. In a way, dreaming is also changing universe, but the difference here is that the dream will happen inside your mind, while the portfolio will take you to an alternate universe where the illusions reign." -, Myka nodded, understanding what Claud was trying to say, - "And this has the collateral effect of letting a women pregnant. Don't ask me why exactly, but there are theories that he had tried to use it to impregnate his wife. Interestingly, the artifact will leave you pregnant of the person you love most at the moment. In your case, Helena."

Myka has a thoughtful expression as she stared at the artifact, also biting her lower lip.

"Myka, you don't need to do now, there is still time to think about. Please think about it before doing. It's the only thing I ask." – Myka nodded, signaling that she would think about it. And she thought all night.

xxx 1 hour after xxx

"It's everything okay, darling?" – Both were in bed, getting ready to sleep. Helena had noticed Myka a little tense and perhaps a little worried. For a few minutes, she thought it was just impression, but soon came to the conclusion that it wasn't, as Myka seemed to calm down.

Myka's mind was simply accelerated. She couldn't stop thinking about the artifact, and the consequences. She knew that Helena might not like, but maybe because she would understand why she did it. And then that whole wave of fear, concern was accelerating even more Myka's mind, which was already fulfilled of "if" and images of the possible outcome.

She was afraid, not because she would marry Helena. But fear of not being good enough for that. She knew when Helena found out that part, would try reassure her that she would be better. But there was also the possibility of Helena think Myka be doing it for her, not for them.

"Yeah, just thinking too much." – Myka sighed bothering to turn the conversation to another subject.

"Any reason?" – Helena was worried, she knew that when Myka was thinking too much, was because she was either afraid or worried about the future. Myka raised her head, looking at Helena.

"It won't help if I say that there is no reason, right?" – Helena nodded.

"It's only concerns, but don't worry, soon pass away." – Helena hadn't been satisfied with her answer, but wouldn't force Myka.

"Let's sleep, we have a long day tomorrow. Good night, darling." – Helena placed a kiss on Myka's forehead.

xxx 5 days after xxx

"Are you absolutely sure of that?" – Claud was worried about Myka.

"Yes Claud. I'm pretty sure. I really want to have a family with her. She was the only person who made me wish this. I don't want to do this solely for her. I only do this for us." – Claud nodded, indicating she understood.

Both were standing in front of the artifact, looking at it. Claud was explaining how it would work, while Myka just kept the thought in mind that everything would be illusion. That everything would be like a dream. Claud was wearing purples gloves for guarantees, so the artifact didn't make effect on her.

"So all I can say is good trip."

Myka put her hand on the artifact, closing her eyes on impulse. She did know that the environment had changed because of the sensations and she felt like not touching something. The air had changed. Slowly she opened her eyes; she hadn't ideas of what she would find. She found the famous London of 19th century. Everyone not even repaired her, just passed by at the speed of the second industrial phase, concerned with any possible compromise of the elite, of even meet with some lovers. Myka looked around stunned, unable to imagine that the artifact actually was so meticulous, and so detailed, that even had the power to invoke such an illusion. She knew it was an illusion, so she wasn't preoccupied with looking for Helena in this illusion, even because she knew her time was short.

She strove to observe people around, to observe the clothes, realizing that the clothes indicated social class, also noticing the architecture. London was changing at an amazing rate, fueled by the Industrial Revolution. Behind the houses, large chimneys casting a gray smoke, which would be the future problem of humanity.

"Lady, may I help you? You seem to be lost in thought, in such awe." – Myka noticed that the voice was vaguely familiar but couldn't remember who it was. When she turned, she had a surprise.

And understood why the voice was so familiar. The voice was Helena. But wasn't the Helena that she knew. The person was the male version, with slight traces to similar to Helena. He should be in his thirties, and was probably a high social class, by clothing.

"May I ask if it's your first time in London?" – The calm brown eyes were watching her, waiting for an answer.

"I'm sorry. Yes, it's my first time in London. It's something so obvious?" – He laughed.

"Only those real observers will notice a great admiration. I suppose madam from the field." – Myka nodded. She knew it was a illusion that would soon be over.

"The urban often may involve those from fields in an aura of awe, amazement and often shock. Must be a reality… shocking." – Myka listened with little attention, trying to observe the details of his face. She could see some characteristics of Helena's brother, but also of Helena.

Perhaps this is why she have been so surprise to have found the male version of Helena, she didn't know that illusion would change the characteristics of people she knew.

"Oh, sorry, I failed not to introduce myself. I'm Hebert Wells." – Myka was a little surprise to hear the name. And then realized he was similar to the image of H.G. Wells as she was going to know his word (before discovering the truth about H.G. Wells.).

"Bering. Myka Bering. As you said, yes, the urban got me involved in this aura of admiration. I never imagined that London was that way." – He nodded, smiling, showing he understood.

"Can I offer a ride, so you can know the real London? Or the lady has commitments of any kind?"

"I would love. I have just come to this city, and I feel lost. I have always been accustomed to the tranquility of the fields." He smiled, offering his arm.

Myka realized that he was serene, as if he don't live exciting situations and how he didn't have to worry about life, trying to take it calmly, following 'Carpe Diem'.

"Let me ask if the lady is in London for a special reason or just want to know the urban dream that fields talks?"

"I must confess that curiosity drove me up here. Often heard stories of how London was." – He smiled at mentions of stories.

"I'm not from the field, but I knew these stories in one of my visits in rural areas. But don't be surprised with the grandeur of London." – He was leading the main streets of London, showing a thing or two from London.

Myka knew she should not get carried away by the illusion, but she was tempted. Not tempted in carnal sense, but in spiritual sense. She knew that the only place she could interact with that image of H.G. Wells was supposed this illusion. She always had spent part of her life believing that the author was a man like that is isolated from the world, so he could thing of the minute details of humanity, stories, built realities with words, but at the same time imagined that when he was at the mercy of society was a man with multiple personalities.

Personalities that only would be shown to specific people, as a personality more serene for those who sympathized with, or more aggressive with those who threaten the territory. But when she knew the truth about Helena, and her personality, she knew she was far from what she always imagined, but with time came the appreciation and love for her personality.

She tried not to pay much attention to what he was showing, but she felt the eyes of other peoples in them. He was dressed in such a way as if to see everyone and be seen. Only then noticed her clothes. It was like one of the dresses she had seen in the album of Helena.

Bud she didn't that her time was over. All it took was blinking her eyes to realize that she was back in the warehouse.

"Fun trip?" – Claud was still beside her. Myka took a moment to put the mind back to the place.

"Somewhat… weird." – Claud laughed, - "Don't worry, it's just an illusion, which used information from your mind."

"Yes, I realized that part." – Claud looked at her curiously, - "I met with my images of H.G. Wells, before I knew that Helena was behind everything." – Claud nodded, understanding what she wanted say.

"Well, time to go home, expectant mother." – Myka didn't know how felt to hear it from Claud. She had never thought about what it would feel when someone would call her expectant mother.

"I can't believe even if you did all this. And still managed to hide for so long!" – Helena said surprise.

"I just got lucky. I ran the risk of you figure it out because of possible sickness." – Myka smiled. Helena moved up in bed, lying beside her, watching her.

"Thank you. I know you must have thought about it seriously." – Helena's voice was grateful.

"Yeah, I thought about it seriously, but I knew you wanted a family again. And I failed to notice that I also wanted. But only with you."

Myka was feeling deeply happy, as she had never felt. Acceptance of the news by Helena, the presence of her parents in the wedding, among many other factors were making that day special and deeply happy. Helena was happier with the new family that would have soon.

"The only thing that makes me anxious is having to wait nine months." – Myka laughed.

"Don't worry about the nine months. We have much to do." – Helena nodded, and then kissed her.

"Let's start going to sleep, right? We have a honeymoon to survive." – Myka looked at Helena, not knowing whether to worry about 'survive'.

"Darling, we'll survive. I won't betray you or divorce. I just want to enjoy you while I can."

*Robert-Houdin: French illusionist (1805-1871), considered the father of the modern style of illusionism. He was also an inventor and watchmaker. The quoted portfolio was used in one of his actions, in which he took objects and even one of his young children (he had eight children, but only three of them survived). Even the Enrich Weiss (another illusionist) was inspired by Robert-Houdin in creating the stage name (Harry Houdini – mentioned in one episode of W13), as a tribute, since he was heavily influenced by Robert-Houdin.

A/N

I didn't write the Chapter 23, so I don't know when I'll be posting again. Probably it will take, because this week and next I'll be occupied with tests (argh, I hate it! Why school exists?)

Well...

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