Pete kept glancing from the road, back to the drivers seat, where Myka was humming a song silently. An almost unnoticeable tune. Almost.
He turned in his seat to look back at Claudia, who also noticed Mykas unusually cheerful attitude this morning. Something was going on, and neither of them could figure out what it was. They exchanged looks, and curiously looked at Helena, siting back on the seat near Claudia; wordlessly looking through the window. Neither of them noticed the light smile on Helenas face as she pretended to look thru the window, lost in her own thoughts; but in fact she was paying attention to the soft humming that was coming from the seat in front of her.
Last night was an unexpected, yet pleasant night. Not as pleasant as she could have made it, but still; the best night she had had since she was un-bronzed. Mykas confession, the promise of a night together, and that soft, lingering kiss that Helena could still fell burning on her cheek like a ghost.
Oh, my darling Myka, you have no idea what you have triggered inside of me.
She glanced to the rear-view mirror and caught the younger agent looking back at her, with a seductively raised eyebrow. Blood rushed thru her entire body, up to her cheeks and gave them an adorable pink shade.
Helena G. Wells blushing? That was something that almost never happens. She hasn't blushed since she was nothing but a little girl. Myka found the sight incredibly adorable, and if she had the chance, she would have teased the older agent about it. But now was not the time.
She focused her attention back onto the road and pondered about all the places she could take Helena out for dinner. Helena was the one to ask her, but she was still pretty much lost in the town, so she asked Myka to pick a place, to make it all a little bit easier.
Nothing too fancy, but still no Burger King. It was a small town and the choices were pretty limited. Myka was trying to think of the perfect place, as her mind came up with an even better idea.
Helena will love it! Well, at least I hope she will. God, that woman will be the death of me.
Pete moved uncomfortably in his seat and after a few moments he chose to turn on the radio. The vibe in the car was getting way out of control and he didn't want to try and figure out what it was.
"You cast a spell on me, spell on me,
You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me,
And I decided you look well on me, well on me,
So lets go somewhere no one else can see you and me..."
Glad you came, by The Wanted was heard from the speakers and broke the silence in the car. Myka looked back at Helena as she mindlessly hummed the tune of the song. She couldn't stop the smile that was forming on her lips as she once again locked eyes with the raven haired beauty in the back seat.
This will be a great day. Maybe even the best day in the last few years.
She stooped the car at the warehouse and Pete and Claudia were the first ones to sprint out of the car into the warehouse. Literally.
Maybe they sensed that something has changed, but Myka didn't want to think about that right now. She got out of the car and opened the back door for Helena to step out. They exchanged a few shy smiles before the inventor took the lead and they both walked to the warehouse.
They walked slowly, side by side, their hands brushing against each other, and they both felt like that is the way it has to be. The way it was always meant to be.
As soon as they got in, Artie mumbled something under his breath and walked out of the warehouse. A meeting with the Regents again? This doesn't feel right. Myka reorganized the files in the office, before joining the three other agents, doing inventory around the warehouse.
Mykas mind was stuck on Helena. She hasn't been on a date in forever, and hopefully she wont blow it this time. Like dating is really that hard. Pete dates almost every night. Different girls all the time. Well, that was until Dr. Kelly. Maybe I should ask him for some advice. What the hell am I thinking?! Pete is the last person I'll ask for advice on going out on a date with H.G. He will probably just think that I have gone crazy. He wouldn't be wrong though.
Myka could hear Claudia and Pete talking a few rows in front of her. But before she reached them, she saw Helena walking down to the bronze sector. Mykas curiosity got the better of her, and she walked down the isle slowly; giving Helena some space of her own. She didn't have to ask where she was going and why. Even without Helena saying a word, she could imagine her reason.
"This was my Time machine. My escape." Myka stooped still a few steps away from her, unsure if she should try and comfort the woman or just let her finish her thoughts.
Helena stood in front of the Bronzer and felt her heart clench from the memory of being nothing but a statue for over a century.
"You know, Myka, when I first steeped into this new world, I did not really see the difference between my time and the present. On the surface, yes. But when you look deeper, when you pay more attention...there was no change. There is still all this crime, and discrimination, inequality. Something I hoped would have changed by now. But it hasn't." She stooped talking and turned around, facing the younger agent. "But then when I look even deeper, I see a small glimmer of hope. I see you. I see agent Lattimer, I see Claudia, all these wonderful people that are doing the best they can, to change that. To make the world a better place. Safer."
Myka was still standing motionless, listening to the sound of Helenas voice, of her thoughts. She smiled lightly as the inventor approached her, invading her personal space. They stood silent for a moment; nothing but the sound of the warehouse working its magic was heard.
"Thank you." Helena spoke silently, her gaze never leaving Mykas.
"For what?"
"For giving me hope. Without it I would have lost my mind once more. Without you. Thank you for giving me a chance. I haven't even thanked you properly for bringing me back to the warehouse." The inventor chuckled lightly, feeling uncomfortably shy.
Mykas eyes traveled across her lips and she didn't fight the sudden urge to lean down and kiss the woman in front of her. It was the lightest of a kiss, a small peck on the lips, that caught Helena by surprise, and before she could respond to it, the kiss was broken.
Myka was still leaned down a bit and tried to catch Helenas gaze again. She smiled at the surprised look on the agents face and nuzzled her nose with hers.
A few more hours and its date time. Just keep your head focused on work. The both of them thought the same thing, at the same time.
"You can thank me later. Right now we have work to do. Inventory and all that jazz."
She turned on her heal and walked away, leaving a confused Helena behind her for a moment.
"Inventory;" Helena straightened her jacket and went to join the other agents. "Righty`o then. This will be fun, fun, fun."