Chapter 54 - The Death of Luka and Mrs. Fillipov (Part 3)
One box.
That's all it took was one box.
Rudy lived in this apartment, down every waking moment of his life for the past decade in these walls, and the total of his stuff in this apartment, items that were truly his, fit into one box. One shoebox.
A picture, a ladle, and a bar of soap. That was it.
The picture was of a woman. Someone long dead, the love of his life he had once recounted, died of an illness long ago, and since then he had nothing to live for, no family, no friends, just a crazy genius and his pigeon coop.
Nikola glared at the box.
What was he going to do without that old creep to keep him company?
He sighed. He was sitting at the kitchen table with the box sitting in front of him.
He had been sitting there for...god knows how long...fine, 4 hours, 26 minutes, and forty-two second. He was counting, alright!
He shoved the box further away.
His ribs were still sore from the crash, despite being full healed they creaked in protest and he groaned and scrubbed his hands over his face.
Why did this always happen to him?
He got up and grabbed his coat and left the apartment in a quick dash. He needed some fresh air.
He was at the park in a flash, his hands shoved deep in his pockets.
It was cool for summer and the air nipped at his cheeks, the wind blowing his hair out of formation.
Why did nothing cooperate when he wanted to?
"Hey you with the hair!" a voice called.
He spun around ready to give whoever a scathing retort but it fell on his tongue as he recognized the face it belonged to.
"Long time no see," Kate was sitting on a bench and smiling.
"I've been busy," he looked down. Crap, crap, crap! He didn't need this right now.
"I half thought I scared you off," she said jokingly but he detected the frail vulnerability in her voice.
"Oh no...no, no, no, it's...it's just been hard to get away, what with the accident and everything..."
"How is Mr. Tesla?" she asked.
"Better, a bit grumpy, but alive, I guess that means something."
She laughed dryly and approached him.
"I've missed you," she said. Darn she looked cute with her short hair and the blue coat she had over her uniform.
"I...missed you too," he said sheepishly, what else was he going to say? I haven't actually thought about you in the last week or so. She'd probably kill him.
"Do you possibly want to...grab a cup of coffee or something?" she asked.
~~~~Later~~~~
Nikola was slammed against the wall of Kate's small apartment.
Her knees were brought up around his waist her tights ripping with a lustful tear. She was half climbing on him half grinding against him and he did his best to keep her from falling to the hard oak floor.
His messy hair was made even more wild by her desperate fingers, and another tear could be heard as her nylons tore to shreds under the crude position.
In a quick move he turned her over so her back was against the wall, and soon had her neck locked in his teeth.
He didn't see her lower one leg as he was too busy removing her uniform's metal snaps. Brilliant invention they were.
Suddenly a firm kick to the chest had him flying backwards, he almost lost his footing as he stumbled to regain equilibrium, managing to catch himself on one knee.
"You're rough tonight," he chuckled.
Kate pushed off the wall and grabbed his head and yanked it to her lips. Now she had him on his knees, arms crawling around for purchase on her soft body, not knowing where to hold her or where to touch her. Before he could she broke the kiss and stepped out of his embrace, giving him a warning to stay back as she slowly unsnapped each metal fastener from her uniform and then with a flourish shrugged it off her shoulders.
She winked and ripped off what was remaining of her black nylons and then strutted to stand behind him.
She reached around him, her head coming to rest by his ear as her hands went to the buttons of his shirt and began slowly undoing them.
"Admit it, you like a bit of foreplay."
"I never said I didn't," he turned his face to hers but she straightened up just in time, with one tough yank she pulled the shirt off leaving him in his undershirt.
She got on her knees behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist while grinding her pelvis into his rump.
The gurgle that escaped his throat was nothing short of satisfying.
"If you move your arms I will bite you," she threatened and he purred his approval.
"Giving me incentive," he teased.
She reached his belt buckle and began undoing it.
"Just a warning," her eyes glinted with mischief.
He grinned back at her and captured her lips in a strong kiss. She broke it quickly.
"Watch yourself," she warned again.
"You said arms, you never said I couldn't kiss you," he grinned cheekily.
"You will be deducted points for cheekiness," she teased, her hand reaching inside his pants.
A moment later his eyes rolled and he let out a delicious groan that had Kate biting her lip.
His torso rocked back into her as if being hit by a wave, his head leaning back to rest on her shoulder.
"Tease," he choked out and her hand slipped out of his pants and dragged her nails up his torso.
"You love it," she said huskily.
His undershirt was being dragged up, revealing his bare stomach to her.
He looked down, his body still twitching at her aggressive power over him.
"We're never making it to the bed are we?" he looked over to her with a devious grin. She matched it with one of her own.
She shoved him to the floor and straddled his hips from behind, keeping his face to the wood. Her teasing fingers scraped his undershirt up revealing his back. Smooth and soft, just like she remembered it.
The back of his neck lay exposed and she took the opportunity to lean down and bite it firmly. Nikola grunted and his hips dug into the floor at the move.
She sat up again and slid her other hand behind her over his ass and between his legs slipping underneath.
Nikola groaned again.
His hips jerked up and she smiled in glee at his reaction. Oh she loved the things she could do to him.
Oh, it had been too long since the last time, she wanted to make him pay for making her wait.
Her hand retreated back to her side, with one quick maneuver of her legs she rolled him over to face was almost comical how his eyes seemed to boggle around in their sockets before they focused on her.
His smile was more of a small smirk but she leaned down and kissed him softly in stark contrast to how she'd been treating him so far.
He arched up into her kiss, and he let out another sensual gurgle in the back of his throat.
She broke the kiss and leaned her head on his chest.
His arms moved around her and held her to him.
"That was payback," she muttered.
"For what?" he asked breathlessly.
"For letting me think you weren't interested," she said honestly.
"I would never," he smirked.
"Good," she laughed and stood up walking away to the door of her bedroom. "Well come on, I have work in a few hours, I would like you to be naked before then."
She sashayed her hips a little as she went inside and Nikola groaned again.
Yes, he was definitely the luckiest bastard this side of the continent.
He quickly sprung to his feet and followed her, removing his shoes as he walked. He stopped when he noticed his tie lying on the floor. He smirked and picked it up.
"This time, I'm the one on top," he called after her.
~~~~Later~~~~
Nikola and Kate emerged from the apartment building a few hour later. All dressed and proper looking. She wore a new pair of not ripped nylons and her coat was covering her uniform once again.
He hasn't quite gotten to buttoning his jacket up, but his hair was straightened and he wore the biggest boyish grin across his face.
She was nothing but dark hair and a newspaper to him, two peering eyes watching the couple from across the street.
Kate locked the door. She was talking about something she couldn't quite make out.
Nikola pulled Kate to him and kissed her passionately.
She had to clench her jaw to keep from squeaking.
Nikola looked like he had when she first met him, if a little less stiff. He clasped Kate's hand and they strolled down the street laughing and teasing and tickling.
She put the newspaper down and sucked in a deep breath. It was foolish to think that he would just be waiting for her, pining for her.
She stood up and casually began walking behind them. Keeping him in her sights at all times.
He was beautiful. His smile wide and teeth sparkling. His lean torso showing through his still unbuttoned jacket. He was at his most handsome, carefree and in love.
She knew what that looked like, she'd seen it on him before...though it had never been this carefree. I guess she had never let him, she had always given him rules and conditions, where Kate let him love her unconditionally.
She remembered his recounting of this tale and she realized it was up to her to restore balance, if she didn't the whole future would change and that meant she had to break his heart. She always had to break his heart. Just once she wished she could be the one to pick up the pieces, but that was his job.
She broke things and he tried as hard as he could to glue things back together.
That was how things were going to play out forever with them.
She looked over at them. They had stopped to share another kiss.
Helen felt the sky break and a sudden onslaught of rain came toppling on all three of them.
She quickly held the newspaper over her head for shelter.
Kate only laughed and continued kissing a slowly drenching Nikola, who wrapped his arms around her and twirled them playfully under the rain.
She just felt cold
The continued walking, occasionally stopping and peeking through store fronts for a second then going on until they reached the front step of the Hotel New Yorker, the rain ceasing though it was too late for Nikola's hair.
He leaned down and kissed her one last time before tapping her on the butt and watching her go inside.
She shook off the wet newspaper in her hand and ran a hand through her damp locks.
She looked up and Nikola caught her eye. Crap.
She quickly turned and walked as casually as she could into the park then quickly hid in a bush.
Moments later his footsteps came thumping over the wet ground stopping when he lost sight of her.
She kept her breathe steady, knowing if she made any deep breaths his vampire hearing would pick it up. He was so close.
His hair was wet and spiking an framing his face handsomely.
The long grey peacoat went down about mid-thigh, the sash hanging by the side. His shirt was half unbuttoned making his neck look longer against the dark collar of his coat. He was downright delectable like this and she bit her lip slightly.
He looked around, confused, a hand coming up to scratch his already shaggy head. He looked around again, but there was nothing for him to see.
He shrugged then left.
She let out the breath she'd been holding in, a hand coming to her head as she sat further on her haunches. She scrubbed a hand over her face. That had been too close.
After a moment she got out of the bush and straightened herself out.
She looked up at the tall hotel building and let out a sad sigh.
She hoped he never found out she had a part in this.
~~~~Elsewhere~~~~
Nikola strutted into the hotel lobby straight to the concierge desk.
"Any messages for me Jenny?"
She looked up at him unimpressed.
"No."
He smiled anyways.
"You should get that frown looked at, I think you're smiler is broken."
She sneered at him and he waltzed away.
Better not provoke the bear.
The elevator ride was quick and he was soon on his level, sashaying to his room.
He danced with the chambermaid in the hallway and she laughed, smacked his chest with a laugh and went back to her duties.
Nikola was finally starting to feel...happy, he supposed. This was what being in love was supposed to feel like wasn't it.
He sighed as he entered the empty apartment. For some reason it didn't feel as lonely as it used to.
He shrugged his damp jacket off and ran to the bathroom to grab something to dry his hair with.
By the time he re-emerged with a towel around his neck his phone was ringing.
"Yes," he answered in his Tesla voice as he was accustomed to.
"A message for you at the concierge desk Mr. Tesla," came Jenny's overly professional voice over the line.
"Thank you Jenny, I will send Javor immediately," he answered.
"Take your time," she said unamusedly before she hung up.
Nikola chuckled. Green did not look good on her, especially now that Kate has taken a rather public claim to him. Jenny was less than pleased with that apparently.
He chuckled, he didn't care. Jenny wasn't his type anyways. It was all rather amusing to him.
He swiped the towel over his head a few times before folding it up and grabbing his coat again. He was a tad hungry, he figured he might as well grab a bite at the small diner down the block if he was going down to have to run down and get this message anyways.
He was back in the main floor in a couple of minutes, leaning against the concierge desk with a smile.
"I hear you have a message for me," he grinned at Jenny and she glared at him.
"For Mr. Tesla," she scowled and handed him the small envelope.
"A telegram, how exciting, I'll make sure he gets it, thank you Jenny."
"I hope you get hit by a car," she smiled sweetly but her tone was all venom.
He sighed and leaned down.
"I'm sorry, I had no idea you were interested...but I had no intention to lead you on," he whispered to her.
"I'm not interested, I just think you and the little chambermaid have no discretion, it's disgusting, even if you stopped seeing her this moment I've seen what you truly are and it disgust me," she dismissed him with a derivative sniff.
He shrugged, well, at least he tried.
He stuffed the telegram in his pocket then headed out the hotel again.
Once he was a considerable distance he took the telegram out and unfolded it, reading it casually.
Suddenly he paused and grasped the telegram tighter.
Not now, not now, it wasn't possible. Anything but this.
He was suddenly shooting a hand up to hail a cab and climbing in, hastily given the driver directions and stuffing the note in his pocket.
He didn't notice the brunette with the newspaper watching from afar.
~~~~Later~~~~
Nikola knocked on the door on Lexington Avenue.
Worry painted his features and creased his brow.
The door opened and he pushed past the maid that had showed up to greet him. He ran past her and up the stairs to the room he knew he'd be in.
There he was, sickly, how long had it been, 2 weeks? It looked like he had lost over thirty pounds since then. His cheeks hollow, the skin almost falling away, the hands just shaking where they lay at his sides.
Nikola was at his side in a flash.
"Luka," he said softly.
Robert cracked his eyes open at the name.
"Nikola...I..."
"Shh, you don't have to say anything," he whispered. "I forgive you, for everything, and I'm sorry."
Robert let a tear escape.
"I was just so angry Nik, I was burning alive and I...I thought if I...I didn't mean to hurt you," he sobbed.
"I'm fine, really, look at me, right as rain," Nikola gestured to himself and move himself around to bit to show he wasn't in pain. "It's me who has done the most hurt. I should've never allowed Katherine to get that close. I used her, I indulged her but I did not love her, and I didn't think about you until it was too late."
"I neglected her, it stands to reason that a younger more exciting man would capture her fancy," he sighed. "She thought the world of you, right up until the last hour."
"I know," Nikola looked down. "I just wish I reconciled a fraction of that. She was always Mrs. Fillipov to me, I loved her as that. Just as I love you Luka."
"Why do you keep changing, Nik?" Robert grasped Nikolas hand. "One moment you're old and the next you're young. How is it possible?"
"I'm immortal Robert, I'll never age and I'll never die," Nikola whispered to his old friend.
"Really?"
Nikola nodded.
"Unfortunately I have no miracle cure for you, or else if have both you and Katherine back here to be my best friends for eternity," Nikola smiled. "Your friendship has truly meant the world to me."
They smiled at each other and Nikola squeezed the frail hand gently.
"I miss her, but I know she'd never talk to me up there if I didn't make my peace with you. Her last wishes were for me to look after you."
"You can tell her that I'm doing all right. That I'm finally happy," Nikola smiled. "There's this girl...she's...I don't know, she's something else. She'll be looking after me for quite some time before I'm ready to give her up."
Robert chuckled.
"She'll be glad to hear it, she always hated to think of you being alone."
"I think she hated the thought of anyone being alone," Nikola chuckled
"That too," Robert laughed until he started coughing.
Nikola's smile dropped into concern until his friend began to relax again.
"I think I'm ready to lay this old body down," Robert sighed.
Nikola nodded sadly.
"That whole thing...my anger...took whatever I had left right out of me," Robert continued. "I could've killed you, if you weren't...must be a result from working with all that electrical stuff, isn't it?"
Nikola chuckled.
"Something like that," he nodded, still clasping his old friends hand. "Luka..."
"Nikki..."
"Apologize to her for me," Nikola whispered. "Wherever she is just...just let her know I'm sorry and that I love you both very much."
Robert smiled warmly.
"As we loved you," he sighed. "Now get out, give an old man his rest."
Nikola stood up with a chuckle.
"The family is coming in tomorrow and they still expect me to be alive, I don't suspect I'll see you till the funeral," Robert groaned and pulled the covers up to his chin. "If I'm going to suffer through a whole day of crying and paper signing, I should a least do it with a full nights rest."
"If you need me at all, don't hesitate to ask," Nikola squeezed Luka's shoulder one last time.
"Nah, I won't bother with a busy genius like you," Robert muttered sleepily.
Nikola got to the door and turned around and looked at his friend with a soft smile.
"Goodbye Luka," he shut the door and walked away.
They both knew this was the last time they were ever going to see each other.
~~~~Elsewhere~~~~
Kate hummed to herself happily. She seemed to be doing a lot if that lately...humming. A lot of her coworkers were starting to take notice on the change in her demeanor in the past few days with her relationship with the underling of the elusive genius on the 40th floor, who was almost as much of a mystery as his master.
The two of them seemed to spend any spare moment with their arms wrapped around each other. During her break he'd come and bring her a sandwich. Sometimes he snuck into one of the rooms she was cleaning, and then she'd be fifteen minutes behind schedule. Even in the morning the two could be seen walking hand in hand to the front door and then kissing languidly.
He wasn't good for her...not at all. She smirked at the thought.
They were turning into a couple, not just a casual thing but a couple. She had staked a claim to him and he to her and she actually didn't mind. He was sweet and charming, smelt really nice, dressed impeccably, and was an excellent, excellent shag. One of the best she'd ever had. Most guys liked to be on top, liked to use tongue, liked to be in control, and sure he has his moments, but he was willing to try new things, new positions, willing to steal a diamond necklace then spend the rest of the evening shagging her while she's wearing it only to return it in the morning. He wasn't a routine shag, each night was an experiment. If she got tired of the bed they'd do it against the wall, if the wall was too hard, they'd do it on the floor, if the floor was too boring then the table would do just nicely. Most guys she'd been with weren't half this inventive in the lovemaking department. Maybe that's why she kept him around. Javor was a man who had no qualms with being dominated, in fact she was pretty sure it was a turn on for him. A woman in power, a woman not afraid to dig her heel into him and demand what she wanted, he liked that, it fueled him. The submissive girl only entertained him to such a point, he'd rather play and fight than win and be in control.
She found that incredibly sexy and a little endearing.
She smiled again. It didn't hurt that he was adorable. Sparkling blue eyes, long lean toned body, ingenious mind, a good ass, and a decent sized...
"There goes silly Katie, dreaming of her main squeeze," joked one of the other maids.
"Excuse me," Kate looked over at them.
"Don't try to deny it girl, we've seen enough to know," they smiled teasingly at her.
"You've seen what?" Kate huffed.
"Enough abandoned karts outside of empty hotel rooms to know what you're dreaming about," the old lady chittered with laughter.
"We're just..."
"Screwing around?"
"Yeah, it's purely physical. He's a good shag."
The women laughed.
"Honey, we've been working here since we were your age...how else do you think we met our husbands?" they chuckled and continued folding the fresh towels.
"I don't think either of us is into that sort of thing."
"Have you seen the way he looks at you?"
"How does he look at me?"
"He watches your every move until you go out of sight. Young attractive women could walk by and he would see right through them. When you're in the room you might as well be the only one."
Kate stopped and bit her lip.
"You really think so?"
"And if you think you don't feel the same way you are kidding yourself Katie dear."
The old women nodded to each other.
"I mean...he's one of the...I mean I've had relationships before but he...do you really think he?"
The old women nodded.
"I see."
"We won't tell a soul," the women whispered and winked. "If anybody asks you were with us the entire time. Go."
They shooed her and she grinned, dropping the towel she was folding and running to the service elevator taking it up to the 40th floor.
She quietly snuck down the corridor to room 3327, knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" came Javor's voice. Her knees shook at the sound.
She coughed and lowered her voice slightly.
"Fresh towels for Mr. Tesla. And a message from the concierge."
She heard the locks and latches opening from behind the door.
"Dammit Jenny, that woman's got to get over her-"
Kate cut him off by locking her lips with his and thrusting her fingers into his hair. He gurgled with surprise but quickly pulled her inside and against the door.
He pulled away breathlessly and rested his forehead against hers.
"Hello," he chuckled.
"Hi...Mr. Tesla?" she asked.
"Out," he grasped her by the waist and she quickly took the hint and wrapped her legs around him and let him carry her into the bedroom. Their lips were locked in a mad embrace all the way there.
Half an hour later she was lying on his chest, completely sated and comfortable. Her fingers drew lazy patterns over his shoulder as her head and hair lay sprawled across his firm torso.
His head rested against the headboard and his arms lazily stroked her back.
"What brought this on?" he chuckled.
"When have we ever needed a reason to jump into a bed together?" she joked, kissing the skin of his sternum lightly.
"You've never come here," he laughed. "I mean, you just seemed so..."
She lifted her head up and looked at him.
"Yes?"
"You said you had a message...what was it?" he looked at her sincerely.
"Oh that...it was just a ruse, I couldn't risk you telling me to just leave the towels at the door," he lied easily yet he still didn't quite believe her.
"Really?"
"Well, I had, had a thought that may have driven me to come up and see you so...desperately, but you'll think it's ridiculous," she shook her head.
"Come on, you can tell me, I promise I won't think it's ridiculous," he looked at her earnestly. "Come on, tell me Peaches."
She frowned at the nickname.
"Alright, as long as you never call me that again," she warned with a barely contained grin.
She hoisted herself up with her arms and looked into his eyes.
"My thought was that...maybe...I love you," she said, feeling afraid for the first time in her life that his answer would be no.
He looked shocked, his eyes wide and blinking in disbelief.
"What?"
"See, it's ridiculous, I shouldn't have..."
She started to get up but he grabbed her arm.
"Say it again?"
"What?"
"Say it again," he insisted.
"I love you," she said and his smile widened. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. "I love-"
He cut her off, springing up and kissing her like she'd never been kissed before by anyone.
The kiss almost put her into a coma, and when he pulled away she barely noticed.
"Oh Kate, you have made me the happiest man alive!" he proclaimed. She had never seen him like this and she was kind of shell shocked by the experience.
"I have?" she managed to say.
"Yes! Yes! A thousand times, yes!" He practically bounced with each word. "I think you're amazing and no one has been able to make me feel this way in a long, long time...and I think I love you too. Heck, I don't think, I do love you! Why sugar coat it with uncertainty? I love you!"
She laughed, and cried, and then laughed again.
"I didn't know how you'd react..."
"Kate...I adore you, I have since the moment we've met, surely it's no surprise that I find you to be one of the most fascinating women I have ever had the pleasure to know."
Kate blushed and he grasped her hands.
"You turn me into an absolute boy, Kate, a lovesick boy with a hard on," she chuckled and kissed him softly. "You have no idea what that means to me."
He wrapped his arms around her.
"I'll shout it to the upstairs floor. I love this woman!"
Kate laughed and cut him off with a passionate kiss. He pulled her onto his lap and relished in the feel of her naked body against his.
"Let's get out of here," he whispered as she kissed his neck. "Let's just leave and go somewhere...like France or...Constantinople...lets just go."
"Javor, I don't have the money to go to Constantinople."
"I do, I'm not a poor boy Kate. Let me spoil you. I want to take you places, buy you things, make love to you under exotic stars," he kissed her temple. "We don't have to settle down in a house with six kids, we can travel the world, see the pyramids, learn the Kama sutra, spend our whole lives just living day after day with each other. I have that kind of wealth Kate. I'm only here because I never needed it before."
Kate bit her lip.
"You're serious aren't you?"
He nodded.
"Dead serious. I'm yours if you'll have me."
"What about Mr. Tesla?" she asked.
"He'll survive," Nikola chuckled. "I'll make sure he finds someone."
She blushed and rested her head on his shoulder.
"You really think we could?" her mind was racing at this point. Thoughts of her and him and places she had always wanted to see and things she'd always wanted to do.
"Yes," he answered without hesitation.
"Then lets do it," she looked up into his eyes.
He smiled widely.
"You mean it?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Yes, I'm yours if you'll have me," she smiled widely and soon he was kissing her again. Like she'd never been kissed. Mind blowing kisses that sent her brain off with small little explosions. This was happening, she was going to run off with the man she loved.
~~~~Later~~~~
Kate exited the apartment feeling like she'd never felt before. She was tingling, excitement, fear, anticipation, love, everything. It was coursing through her like a virus, like a drug.
They were going to do it, they were going to run off together and make love and travel. Her heart was swelling to the point of aching. She was in love...with him, her wonderful, beautiful genius.
She got into the elevator.
"Oh I'm sorry," she startled when she was met with two blue eyes. She was wearing all black and had a veil marring most of her features. Only her blue eyes made it through.
"It's no problem, please," the woman shifted over.
"I'll get the next one," Kate waved it off.
"No, please," the woman insisted.
Kate nodded and entered into the elevator carriage.
"I saw you were coming out of Room 3327, do you know the patron staying there?" asked the strange woman.
"Sort of...I know his assistant...he...we're...it's complicated, Kate shrugged. "Do you know him?"
"Yes, we're old friends," said the woman.
"Don't look that old to me," said Kate.
"I assure you, I'm older than you think," sighed the woman.
"And you and Mr. Tesla..."
"We were once colleagues. He and I keep in touch. He's told me a lot about you Kate, and how you've enamored his young assistant Javor."
"I assure Mr. Tesla, his assistant has done just as well with me, I...love him," Kate blushed.
"He has no doubt about that," the woman smiled and shook her head. "That's why he sent me."
"To do what?"
"To convince you to leave him."
Kate felt her heart plummet all the way down to her shoes.
"Why?"
"You are an interference into something that needs to happen. Javor and Mr. Tesla are key to stopping a war, and we can't have Javor running off to god knows where on a lovers whim. He needs to be here, and he needs to focus on his work. I know that, and Mr. Tesla knows that."
"Mr. Tesla..."
"Kate, I know you are a sweet girl, and Javor thinks the world of you, you are truly special, and I know that he would love you until the earth stopped moving...which is why you have to break it off with him. He will respect your wishes if you don't want to see him again."
"But I do! I don't want to leave him. I love him! What gives you the right to dictate our happiness?" Kate fumed.
The woman pressed the stop button on the elevator.
"What gives you the right to be so selfish? Javor is a major part in a huge scheme of events that will save thousands of lives, and for that to happen he can not be in love with you!"
Kate was effectively silenced.
"It hurts, and it will hurt, and I apologize for stealing your happy ending but it's what I have to do to ensure thousands of people don't die for a useless cause. Mr. Tesla likes you Kate, he thinks you're sweet and he hasn't seen Javor like this in a long time, but he and I are ensuring a future that needs to happen for the whole world to get its happy ending, understand?"
Kate bit her lip. Tears formed in his eyes.
"We were going to run away together," she cried softly.
"I'm sorry," the woman sighed.
"It's not fair," Kate shook her head. "How does one man in love change the course of the future?"
The woman looked at her with a sad glance.
"What if we stay? What if we don't run away? Please, you can't ask me to break off everything with the man I've fallen in love with."
The woman still looked at her sadly.
"Please...I can't do that to him. You didn't see his face in there when I told him how I felt...your asking me to crush that. I can't...I can't."
"You have to, Kate."
"But I love him," Kate sobbed.
"If you don't then we are all doomed," the woman put a comforting hand on her arm.
The elevator was moving again.
Kate cried all the way down until the elevator dinged.
"Wait!" she grasped on to the mysterious woman's arm. "How do you know all this?"
"Mr. Tesla is more than just a genius," the woman said softly. "Let's just say he knows these things."
"I don't understand," Kate muttered, her head swimming.
"You don't have to, but you know I'm right," the woman smiled through the black veil.
"Javor..."
"Do what you feel is right," the woman nodded and then left, losing herself in a flurry of bodies.
Kate gasped, her heart sinking and breaking, and...lord she didn't know what. She just couldn't get the image of his face out of her head when she told him everything.
Kate wasn't one to let emotions get the best of her but at this moment it was all she could do to keep from crying in the middle of the lobby. She quickly ran inside the elevator and closed the doors before her tears managed to break through and spill down her cheeks. She crawled into a huddle drawing her knees up to her chest on the floor of the carriage as she lost herself in her grief.
~~~~Author's Notes~~~~
Hey guys, been working on this one all Christmas for you guys so I hope you like it...and I hope it doesn't make you too sad. World War 2 is upon us, and i promise that will get to the lighter side of things...I just have this theory, judging from J-Yo's performance in Normandy, if you noticed, he seemed a little less...in love with Helen during that episode... I was thinking about that when writing this and the idea that maybe something happened between them to put their relationship in a bit rockier position, more than a failed engagement which ended rather civilly, but Nikola during Normandy, especially when talking of John Druitt, he was talking about his love for Helen, and you know usually oyu can see the inner Tesla going, I LOVE HER MORE THAN HIM! But in that episode there was something in him that seemed tired of being in love with her...which I liked...so here's my idea on possibly why he's not as overly in love with her as he usually is.
Enjoy! I hope you all haven't forgotten about me...I have gotten a little distracted watching Once Upon a Time and becoming a veritable pile of goo because of Rumbelle...but i haven't forgotten you, i promise!