A/N: Hi hi! :) Okay, sorry for the delay. I got it out in a week which isn't that bad. I think I'm pretty consistant so no complaining. lol. Just kidding, complain away, motivates me to go faster.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's a little longer than the others that I've put up, but I think it all makes sense. (crosses fingers) There are flash backs in Italics and um... that's about all you need to know I guess.

Have fun. :)

Helena sat outside, thinking back on the previous weeks.

"Myka darling, would you like to go for a walk in the garden? We could sit outside today and read a book." It was during the first week that Helena decided fresh air would be best. They weren't touching yet, Myka still cringed and jumped when someone brushed by her too closely, but Helena didn't take it personally.

"Sure." Myka smiled, but it never quite reached her eyes.

As the two walked through the garden, they spoke about mundane things, things that didn't truly matter; at this point they were simply trying to get through the days. Myka instinctually reached out and took Helena's hand; both women gasped and funnily enough, it was Helena who pulled away.

"I'm sorry Myka..." But before Helena could continue, Myka's hand was in hers again. She couldn't help but smile, like a goof ball, being able to touch her wife had made her so happy. "You are so beautiful."

"No I'm not." Myka stated as though it were a fact she had known her entire life. It didn't come as a surprise to her though, living in the shadow of her younger sister. "I'm not beautiful." Helena could feel Myka's grip change to pull away, but Helena held tighter, forcing Myka to listen.

"You are darling. I know you know this Myka. That voice telling you that you're not, it's lying to you and it's not real. Listen to me love, you are Myka Ophelia Bering-Wells, and you are the most beautiful woman, a wonderful mother and an extraordinary wife. I love you for all of those reasons and more."

"I believe you." Myka whispered, resting her forehead against Helena's for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

...

"They're making progress." Vanessa and Mrs. F watched from the kitchen.

"Yes, they are. And it's only been a week. Vanessa do you think this will end well?"

"I think Myka is a fighter, and I also think Helena won't let go until everything is as it was. Why?"

"The regents are discussing the situation, especially all events surrounding HG Wells." The sage said solemnly.

"Irene. Helena has done a great deal of good for the warehouse and the world."

"I know, believe me. Which is why I am fighting to keep her safe."

"One slip up and she's being punished? That's not fair, she was just trying to protect her family."

"No one said anything about being punished Dr. Calder. There may simply be a change of power soon that will have an effect on everyone, especially her. I'm trying to do everything I can while I still can." The two women exchanged knowing looks and Vanessa understood completely.

...

Another week passed by and Myka invited Helena to sleep next to her, something they hadn't done since the second night, after the bathroom incident. Helena was afraid after that. She had accidentally, out of habit, rolled into Myka and wrapped her arm around her sleeping wife. The situation ended badly, with Helena having a bloody nose and a bruised jaw.

Myka was now sitting in bed waiting for Helena to get out of the shower. The Brit tentatively walked into the room, her hair was pulled back and she wore long pajama bottoms and a tank top. She stood there, afraid to move; but Myka smiled at her, after a while the smiles were more sincere, more Myka. She flipped the covers on Helena's side of the bed over, gesturing for her wife to get in, and she did.

They didn't speak, and for once the silence that hung in the air was thick, and uncomfortable. It was filled with uncertainty as the two tried to sleep.

Helena was careful to stay on her side of the bed, afraid to jostle the sleeping woman next to her; however it seemed that Myka was resurfacing and the artifact slowly but surely losing it's hold on the strong woman, as she backed into the curve of Helena's body. A tear fought its way out of stubborn brown orbs, as Helena took hold of Myka and clung tightly to her, breathing in her scent and feeling every inch of the woman's body against her own.

...

"Mum?" Sarah stepped out onto the front porch of the B&B, Helena sat there alone on the porch swing. She'd been out there for over an hour, staring at her tea which had gone cold.

"Yes darling?" Helena looked up, the light that had once shone brightly in her eyes dimmed immensely during these past few weeks.

Sarah moved, sitting next to Helena and resting against her side. "When are things gonna be normal again?"

"Well..." Helena scoffed. "Things have never been normal."

"You know what I mean." Sarah sighed in defeat. The past few weeks have been hard for everyone of the warehouse family members, but especially for Sarah. She had never witnessed the lingering effects of an artifact, and never wanted to ever again.

"I know love. Your mom is going to be just fine. She is really strong and we'll get through this. We all just have to take it one day at a time."

"But aren't you frustrated!?" Sarah yelled, jostling Helena out of the haze she put herself in. "I mean, you can barely touch her without her freaking out! You can hold her hand and this week you guys finally slept in the same bed. Every single mirror in the house and the B&B are covered up, I can't give her a hug when I've had a bad day or tell her she looks pretty because she gets all weird about compliments now. How are you not pissed off at everything!?" Tears started streaming down the young girls face, Helena pulled her tight against her, resting her chin on the head of soft curls.

"Darling, if you want to have this talk right now, we can have this talk. But don't blame me if you get a bit uncomfortable."

The teen looked up at her mother and nodded. She wanted everything out in the open, hoping that it would help all of them deal with this.

"Very well. I miss your mother and I know you miss her too. I also know that she misses us and she is fighting harder than ever to get back to us."

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it, she's coming back to us. And yes, I am extremely frustrated in ways you may not want to hear or understand."

"Ew." Sarah whispered.

"You wanted to know how I feel." She stated with a raised eyebrow, and when Sarah said nothing, she continued. "I miss being able to wrap my arms around your mom anytime I want, just to be able to hold her. I need to let her come to me and sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn't." Her voice cracked with grief and frustration. "To be completely honest, I really... really miss f..."

"Stop right there mum. Don't need to know what you were gonna say next."

"Family nights." She said amused and slightly worried at her childs imagination. "Sarah, I know you're upset; and I know that the warehouse and artifacts have always been magical for you." She looked into her daughters eyes, her tone grew even more serious. "This is what they really are darling; dangerous and sometimes life altering. That is why your mom and I, and the rest of the family... that's why we do what we do."

"To keep the world safe."

"Exactly. Sweetie this life is a dangerous one and I know you didn't ask for it, and I am so sorry that you have to deal with this."

"I don't mind mum. I'm just scared. What if nothing goes back to the way it was?" She wiped the tears from her eyes, but they kept falling regardless.

"I promise, I will do everything I can to make sure our family stays together and that you and your mom are safe." She took hold of her daughters hand, gently squeezing it and leaned over to kiss her forehead. Sarah leaned into the contact, missing the time she had with either of her mothers and grateful for this moment they were able to share.

"Hey you two." Myka stood at the door, watching the embrace that the two had just shared, wishing she could simply jump in and join them; but nothing was ever simple anymore. She sat next to her girls and took Sarah's hand. Her daughter immediately leaned into her. Her breath hitched at first, she was startled, but soon willed herself to relax into the contact. She looked over to Helena who had a huge smile on her face. After the talk she just had with their daughter, she knew that it was what Sarah needed most. "How about we all go inside and watch a movie together?"

Sarah leapt up excitedly, forcing the porch swing to jerk. "Sorry..."

Helena laughed, the sound resonated in Myka's soul. Everything her family did, no matter how small it may have been, was what pulled Myka further and further from the artifacts grasp. She still felt it lingering there, but it was faint, almost non existant.

...

Myka was on the couch, Helena laying back against her chest, sitting in the space between her wife's legs. Sarah was on the ground in front of the couch with a bowl of popcorn that each woman would occasionally eat out of.

Half way through the movie, Helena got distracted by Myka's fingers running through her hair, and Myka was equally as distracted by Helena's fingers tracing patterns along the exposed skin of her thigh. After a minute of her doing that, Myka realized that Helena was writing something. She closed her eyes and concentrated. She felt every letter, every curve and line that Helena wrote subconciously; her heart pouring the words she couldn't say out loud, into poetry on her wife's leg.

'I wish you'd let me love you.' Myka made out the sentence, her heart ached as she felt the pain Helena must have been going through this entire time.

Myka cleared her throat and pushed against Helena's shoulders lightly, the Brit sat up and turned around to see what Myka needed. "I just need some air. I'm gonna go for a walk."

"You need some company?"

"It's okay, just a short walk and I'll be right back." Myka leaned closer and kissed Helena's forehead, when she got up, she bent over and kissed Sarah's forehead as well before leaving the room.

Sarah turned around to look at her mum and smiled.

Myka got out of the room, and walked through the B&B. She walked up the stairs and as she rounded the corner, was hit full force by Claudia.

"Ow! Myka! I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going and I hit you and it's my fault..."

"Claude, it's okay." Myka said, straightening out her shirt.

"It's okay? Like okay okay?"

"It's getting there, but um, I was actually looking for you."

"Me? Why?" Claudia grinned, Myka was most comfortable with Helena and Sarah, she was warming up again to everyone else, but still had a little bit of trouble.

"You gonna be at the warehouse again tonight?"

Claudia flinched a little. "You noticed I've been sneaking out there huh?"

"Yeah. I see you drive off and I can't think of where else you'd go to late at night. I can also hear you pull into the driveway in the morning."

"Damn. So yeah, I'm spending a lot of time at the warehouse. I can't help it, I just feel something and I find myself there." Claudia babbled nervously. Everyone knew she was destined to be the next caretaker, but no one realized it could be happening any time soon.

"Claude, I was just asking because I was hoping that... um... maybe Sarah could stay there with you tonight. I wanted to give Leena a break and I don't want to have to worry about Sarah being on her own."

"Oh! Sure thing Mykes. You have plans tonight?" Claudia raised her eyebrows suggestively and squealed when Myka blushed and smiled.

"I'm hoping that some time alone with Helena will be good for her. She needs it more than I do and I'm feeling okay about it; excited." Myka's skin was tingling as it often would when she was planning a night with her wife. This was a good sign. "She misses me."

"We all do." Claudia said, opening her arms to hug Myka. When the taller woman nodded, Claudia rushed into the embrace. "You have fun tonight." She whispered into her friends ear before letting go and skipping down the hall.

Claudia walked up to Sarah who was still on the ground watching her movie. She tapped her on the head. "Kid, you're coming with me tonight. Pack a bag and don't ask questions, we're leaving in 20." Claudia said with a big smile on her face. Sarah did as she was told and went to the cottage to pack a bag.

"Claudia?" Helena looked at her young friend, questioningly.

Claudia wrapped her arms around the older agent and squeezed tight. "I am so happy for you."

"Happy for me for what?" The Victorian was so confused, she didn't know what was going on.

"You'll see soon enough." Claudia practically sprinted to get her things ready to go. The sooner she was out, the sooner Myka could work her magic.

...

Myka joined Helena again on the couch, and after the movie was finished and Claudia and Sarah were out, Myka turned to Helena and took her hands. "Come on, let's go home."

"Home? Darling it's only 4:12, we're just gonna come back for dinner in an hour."

"Nope. I have something I want to show you." Myka pulled Helena along and they made their way back to the cottage.

Myka lead Helena to their bedroom and once the door was closed, she turned around hesitantly, but by her own free will. She walked toward her wife slowly and Helena gasped when she realized what Myka was doing.

"You don't have to..." But before she could say anything, Myka was so close, Helena could feel her breath against her skin, their lips so close; it would only take a small lean forward to capture the soft flesh in front of her, but Helena waited for Myka to make the move. And she did, pressing her lips against the smaller woman's.

It was a sweet kiss, simple, tentative as both women used the moment to test the waters. It was Myka who swiped her tongue across Helena's bottom lip, forcing a moan out of Helena and a whimper out of Myka.

Helena opened her mouth, allowing Myka access. She could feel her wife exploring every inch of her and she finally realized that Myka was doing this and she wasn't being hurt or pulling away. Helena suddenly gained the confidence back that she had lost in the past month, her hands finding purchase in brown curls. Her grip tightened as she sucked Myka's tongue into her mouth, dueling and dancing as though they had never stopped.

Myka pushed Helena back until she was up against the door, immediately drawing her thigh between the smaller womans legs and pushing up until she had the right amount of pressure against her center. "Oh God!" Helena's head fell back with a thud against the wood, her hands now clawing at Myka's back to keep her balance. Myka was pushing so hard against her that Helena was on her toes. "Myka..."

Both women needed this, they were both in a frenzy, needy and wanting. Helena's entire body was shaking with anticipation, her Myka was back.

Myka hummed as she moved her lips to Helena's neck; kissing, licking and sucking on all the tender spots she came to know over the years. She bit down, her knees buckling at the wonderful sounds coming out of Helena's mouth, pulling away to reveal an already darkening bruise. She kissed it once before peppering kisses across Helena's chest, her hands reached the hem of her wife's blouse and she tugged at it, pulling out of their embrace long enough to pull it over her head and toss it to the side.

Helena mirrored Myka's movements, efficiently shedding the woman of her top. Myka's hands wound around her back and snapped open the clasp of her bra. They both stopped, chests rising and falling harshly with their rapid breaths, mixing between them. Myka leaned back, hooking her finger in the fabric between Helena's breasts and pulled, yanking the offending article from her wife's body.

Standing there half naked, Helena felt vulnerable and yet so utterly wonderful that this moment was finally happening. She was with her wife, the woman she loves and her wife was with her; truly and completely with her for the first time in weeks. "Myka I..." Helena's body shook as her wife's lips latched onto her breast. "Mmmm..."

Myka grazed Helena's nipple with her teeth, her tongue circled the bud, working it to erection until it was a hard peak in her mouth. When she felt that Helena was getting sensitive, she moved over and gave the other breast the same treatment, pulling moan after moan from her wife's lips, tugging and sucking every whimper out of her.

Helena was soaring, but realized that Myka wasn't letting her do anything. "Myka." The younger woman didn't stop, pushing Helena harder against the door. "Myka stop." She wrapped her hands around Myka's wrists and forced the woman to look at her. She saw the fear in those hazel eyes, Myka needed her but didn't know how to ask. "Please my love, let me."

Myka slowly nodded, and was suddenly being pushed back to the bed. The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and Helena helped her down slowly so her feet were still on the floor. Helena knelt between Myka's legs as she undid the button and zipper of her wife's pants. "May I?"

"Yes." Myka breathed out nervously.

The Brit hooked her fingers through the pants and underwear, slowly and carefully pulling it down. When the clothes reached Myka's knees, Helena pulled them down the rest of the way, scraping her nails lightly against the younger woman's legs, she kissed the inside of Myka's knees and felt her shudder.

Helena wrapped her arms around Myka's thighs and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, kissing and nipping at her thighs, higher and higher until she reached Myka's center. She tentatively placed a soft kiss there, feeling Myka squirm at the contact. She leaned her cheek against Myka's leg. "Are you okay?" She asked before fingers started to tangle themselves in her hair. Myka could feel Helena smiling against her, and then she was moving forward again, this time the kiss lingered and Helena's tongue delved between folds, slick with arousal. "Mmmm... Good to know I still have this effect on you."

"I don't think that could ever go away Helena."

"You know this is one of my favorite places to be right?" Helena smirked, using her tongue, tracing a line from Myka's opening to her clit, ending with another kiss.

"Where's your favorite place to be?" Myka asked, arching into Helena's touch, then looking down when she felt Helena stop.

Helena was smiling, she looked on the brink of tears as she whispered. "In your arms."

Myka sat up and pulled Helena to lay next to her, wrapping her arms around the smaller woman and holding her. They slowly shifted until they were laying fully on the bed, they just held onto each other. "I'll always come back to you Helena."

"I know. I never doubted you would over come this my love." Helena kissed Myka's chest and looked back up at her. She stretched up and met Myka's lips with her own. The kiss lasted as long as both women could go without breathing properly, only gasping for air every now and then. "How are you feeling?" Helena nuzzled Myka's nose, pecking at her lips teasingly. Myka nodded.

Myka found herself being straddled by her wife, Helena's hand traveled down her wife's body, stopping to feel every twitch of the muscles in her stomach before resting her fingertips on soft curls. She dipped her middle finger between Myka's folds, finding and circling her clit tightly, then drawing figure eights around it. Myka's breathing became sporatic, her hips rolling up against Helena's talented fingers.

Without warning, Helena pushed her hand lower, entering Myka with two fingers. She took a sharp breath, feeling her wife's walls contracting, pulling her in deeper. She used the palm of her hand to hit Myka's clit with each thrust, curling her fingers and scraping along that toe curling spot and Myka was seeing white. Her eyes shut tight as her body fought to match Helena's insistant thrusts.

Moans, gasps and screams reverberated through the bedroom, and as Myka neared the edge, Helena pushed even faster, the headboard now hitting the wall; giving life to the rhythm and pace that they set together. She could feel that Myka was close and swallowed her final scream with a kiss, and in that kiss she poured every ounce of love she felt for her, every desire, every memory they shared and every memory they would make together. She stayed with Myka until both their bodies calmed, she slumped forward, slowly pulling wet digits from Myka's core, licking each finger clean.

Myka pulled Helena to her and kissed her. Myka's eyes were closing with exhaustion, her body still buzzing. Both women fell asleep, curled tightly around each other, smiles playing on their lips that night as wonderful dreams filled their busy minds.

...

Helena woke the next morning, rolling over to find the other side of the bed empty and cold. She shot up quickly, clutching the sheet to her body before jumping out of bed. She noticed the bathroom door cracked open slightly and sprinted to it, throwing it open and startling Myka who stood in front of the mirror.

"Myka?" She called out softly.

Myka was smiling brightly when she turned to Helena. "I'm me again." She turned back, looking at herself in the new mirror the team installed, running her fingers over her reflection. "You fixed me."

"There was never anything to fix love. I just found you that's all. I'll always find you." Helena stood behind Myka and put her arms around her waist, hugging her tightly.

Myka turned in her wife's arms and kissed her before pulling her into a loving embrace. She kissed Helena's ear and whispered to her, "I'm sorry I took so long."

"I would have waited an eternity darling."

Without Helena's love, Myka knew that she would have been lost forever.

"I believe you."

There. :) Resolved... a little choppy, but it is done. Let's put this artifact in the dark vault shall we?

Thank you all for reading and sticking with me, I appreciate the love and support from this wonderful fandom. You guys rock! Please review, tell me if you liked it or hated it. Feel free to give me tips so I can improve. I'll take ideas if you got them. Thank you again. Love you all. (Yes all of you... even that creepy guy sitting in the corner of starbucks reading this.) XO