A/N: I rewrote this chapter a lot! Went back and forth between three different versions. I had a few decisions to make regarding how I wanted to move the story along and develop the characters more because when you have nothing to write about, what's the point in continuing right? So... This chapter ends with some drama because I needed a story line to move the plot forward. I really don't like too much angsty drama so it will be resolved eventually, but don't worry no one is dying and I think it'll work out really well in the end.

Sorry it took so long to post. Was in the ER this past weekend. Yuck. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy. :)

"You look great kid." Claudia and Leena were helping Sarah get ready for the dance. She wanted her moms to help, but decided that she'd rather all of it be a surprise for them. They hadn't seen her dress yet or how she was doing her hair, and she was so excited for them to see everything.

"Thanks Claudia." Sarah went to hug her friend, but Claudia put her hands up and backed away. "No hug?"

"You're gonna wrinkle your dress dude. Save the physical contact for the dance." Claudia realized that what she had said could have been taken the wrong way and panicked. "Not too much physical contact... in fact none at all... don't touch anyone. Just stand against a wall or something. Please don't tell your mother's I said that." Claudia only stopped because Leena put her hand on her shoulder and settled her down.

"Don't worry, I won't tell. They trust me anyway and mum put the fear of god in Trevor, he won't even look at me when he's here."

"I thought H.G. was nice to him." Claudia sat on the bed, tugging Sarah to sit next to her. Leena joined them, sitting on the other side of her.

"Well yeah but there's nice... then there's my mum's version of nice. Trevor likes her, but he's scared of her." Sarah wanted to fling herself on the bed, but didn't want to ruin all of Claudia and Leena's hard work. "She's gonna ruin the chess team. At least four of the members will be intimidated and quit."

"How many kids will be left if that happens?"

"Trevor." Sarah chuckled.

Claudia started laughing, thinking of how fast H.G. could clear that room just by walking in, let alone challenging the high schoolers to a game.

Sarah stood back up, straightening everything out. "So... do I look okay?" Leena stood slowly and hugged her before being pulled back by Claudia who immediately checked the dress for imperfections.

"No physical contact!"

"Calm down Claud. She'll be fine, the dress will be fine and her hair and makeup will look beautiful tonight." Leena hugged Sarah properly this time, Claudia freaking out behind them. "Who knew you were such a girl?"

"I'm just... this is a big deal!"

"Thanks Claudia." Sarah walked up to the red head and opened her arms slightly. "I'm gonna hug you now okay?"

Claudia just sighed, smiling and stepped into the embrace of the girl she had come to think of as a little sister. "Just have to touch up your hair and you're ready to get out there. Trevor should be here soon."

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"Helena stop pacing. She's going to a dance, she's not having a baby." Myka tried to get her wife to sit with her on the couch.

"Don't even joke about babies Myka." Helena's tone was serious, her face flustered and a slight sheen of nervous sweat started to form along her chest. "I can't do this."

"Hey." Myka stood up, making her way to Helena and took her hands to stop her from wearing a hole in Leena's floor. "What's going on? It's just a dance."

"I know. I don't know what it is... it's just a lot for me."

"I know sweetie." Myka leaned her forehead against Helena's and squeezed her tight. "Can I tell you something I've been keeping from you?"

Helena stiffened. "Seeing as secrets aren't allowed in this relationship, I'm going to insist that you do."

"I held my breath for you and for Sarah. The first eight years of her life, I was so scared. I'm still scared about her growing up too fast or getting hurt. I saw how happy you were but I could see that you were just as afraid of losing her as I am. I know you want her to stay our baby forever. I wish that were possible, but she needs to grow up. This is a small step in that direction, but it's just that... a step."

"I don't want her to get hurt. If she opens herself up like this, to these situations, these relationships... she's still a baby."

"I know. She needs to learn these things on her own, but if and when something happens and she needs us... we'll be there for our baby okay?" Myka held Helena close, resting against her and breathing her in. They started to sway, lost in each other. "How about a dance? Take your mind somewhere else."

Helena smirked already so calm in her wife's embrace. "I can assure you my mind is definitely somewhere else right now."

"It's so beautiful." Leena whispered, taking in the glow of their auras. She learned early on that her favorite show would always be the Bering and Wells love fest, as Claudia named it. "Look at it guys!"

"It's disturbing that you think that." Sarah said, shaking her head and walking down the stairs.

"Well if you could see it..."

"I'd rather not. I mean, the actual picture in front of me is pretty much more than I need to see." Sarah wedged her way between her parents. "No offense."

"None taken darling." Helena kissed Sarah's forehead. "You look absolutely beautiful."

"Like mother like daughter." Myka added.

"You mean mothers." Helena corrected her, chuckling under her breath.

"Okay guys, you can take all the credit for the person beneath the hair and makeup, but Claudia and Leena worked hard too."

"Of course." Helena watched the two walk down the stairs to join them. "Stunning job ladies. She'll be the most beautiful young woman there."

"So embarrassing." The doorbell rang and Sarah's eyes lit up as she started to run for the door.

"Um... no running! You'll sweat and ruin everything!" Claudia chased after Sarah, stopping her before she got far. "I'll get the door, you just wait patiently. He's not going anywhere."

They all talked for a little while with Trevor, taking pictures. The first few pictures, he looked like he was constipated, so Helena told him to loosen up. His fear of her had him obeying instantly and smiling a lot more naturally. Sarah shot a few glares in her mother's direction to let them know she was ready to go and they sent her off. Claudia ran out with them to make sure the dress was okay all the way to the limo.

Helena wrapped her arm around Myka's waist, turning her head to whisper into her ear. "Who would have thought Claudia could get so crazy over a dance?"

"She's just excited. She's never been to one." Myka knew how big a deal it was for Claudia to share in Sarah's growing up. All her life she had to grow up faster than any normal kid, and even now; with her destiny of being caretaker, she didn't have much time left before even more responsibility was stacked on her. "I wish we could do something for her."

"How about a dance?" Helena suggested, stealing Myka's own suggestion she had made earlier. "Take her mind of things."

Myka didn't have to look, she could feel the smug grin spreading across the Brits face. "You're such a smart ass."

"You love it." Helena held Myka tighter, as Myka craned her neck to look at her wife's behind.

"You have no idea." Myka averted her gaze from bottom to top, and found herself staring into pools of clandestine black puddles, eyes that were challenging and unyielding. Her breath hitched; chest rising and falling rapidly as she felt her heart strings being pulled so effortlessly with just a look.

"Woah!" Leena walked in and immediately brought her hand up to cover her eyes. "Show's over... I'll be in the kitchen." She quickly left the room with a very confused Claudia trailing behind.

"Leena what's up, it's just their usual eye sex. No biggy."

"If you saw what I saw..."

"Okay, say no more."

Once they were out of the room, Helena turned Myka in her arms so they were face to face. "How about a more private dance my love? Since we have our house all to ourselves for a few hours."

"Why are we still even standing here?" Myka took Helena's hand and all but carried her out of the B&B, running quickly to their house. Helena couldn't stop laughing at Myka's excitement as she worked to keep up; happy that after so many years together, their love and affections toward each other were just as strong, the fire never burning out.

As soon as the door was closed, Myka swung around and pulled Helena's face close. She attacked her wife's lips till they were pink and swollen, exploring and rediscovering every inch of her mouth. She ran her tongue along the roof of Helena's mouth, summoning moan after moan and feeling her knees buckling. She pushed her against the nearest wall to keep her upright as she invaded Helena's senses. Her hands slipped beneath Helena's shirt, carressing her hips with so much love that moans turned into whimpers, the need for more growing furiously. Gentle touches turned into desperate clawing and tugging. Marks were left on slender necks and shoulders. Myka pulled away.

Helena eyed her as Myka walked back toward the bedroom. "You owe me a dance Helena." The Brit came to, snapping out of her lust induced haze and followed Myka, already predicting where the evening would be going.

When they were in the room, Myka sat down on a chair, she had undone the first four or five buttons of her shirt leaving it open halfway, revealing the fact that she was not wearing a bra. Helena knew Myka's body well enough to know that she wasn't wearing a bra even when her shirt was completely buttoned up.

Helena moved with grace, undoing her pants and slowly peeling it off. Her shirt reached just past her underwear, hiding the dark lace from Myka's eyes. She smiled, crossing the short distance between them until she could settle herself in Myka's lap, straddling her in the chair. She kissed Myka softly, running her hands beneath the open blouse and feeling her beautiful curves before retracting her hands and bringing them to the bottom button of her own top. She arched her back as her fingers went to work. Around the third button, Myka smiled as she saw Helena's underwear, then navel come into view. She was enjoying the subtle sway of her wife's hips as well as the pressure it caused against her own center. She could feel the heat circulating between them and watched without blinking as Helena finished with her buttons and stood. Myka instantly missed the warmth of her wife's body on her own.

Helena turned in a circle slowly and seductively, dancing to music that only she and Myka could hear. Her hands played with the hem of her shirt, holding the opening together for a moment before she began to drop the fabric; first off of her shoulders, then down to the middle of her back, swaying with her eyes closed. She finally let it drop to the ground so she stood before Myka with only a skimpy pair of black lace undies and nothing else. She let her fingertips dance over her own stomach, over and across her chest, up her neck and into her hair as she threw her head back.

"Helena..." Myka was squirming, watching the dance that she asked for, wishing she had just taken Helena against the wall from the start. She was loving every minute, but with every passing moment, the ache between her legs grew until it was almost unbearable. "Please."

Helena chuckled, pulling her hands from her hair and slipping one of them between her own legs, teasing Myka and daring her to come closer. Before she knew it, Myka was next to her, pulling her to the bed while simultaneously attempting to get her pants off. Helena helped, and soon they were both in bed, Myka straddling Helena possessively; like she was a lioness and Helena was her prey. They stayed that way until Myka caught her breath, only to lose it a moment later when a hand clawed its way down her stomach and between her legs. She bucked into Helena's hand.

"That dance really had you worked up my love." Helena could feel Myka dripping, gravity carrying her juices to Helena's fingers. When the Brit felt that first drop, she quickly maneuvered herself so she could slip two fingers into Myka's core. "Beautiful." She whispered, breathless and completely turned on. She squeezed her own thighs together just hoping for some relief which was not coming. Myka noticed a change and got off of Helena, moaning as she lifted herself off of long, slender fingers. "Darling?"

Myka stood by the bed, slipping out of her underwear and tugging on Helena's. Helena lifted her hips to help and found herself completely naked within seconds. Myka crawled up Helena's body, moving up until she was settled comfortably over Helena's head. The author grinned devilishly before gripping Myka's thighs and pulling her down. She lashed at Myka's center with her tongue, alternating between light and feathery kisses to quick and hard ones, nipping at her swollen bundle of nerves. She dipped her tongue into Myka's core causing her to grab the head board. Helena released one of Myka's thighs slowly and brought her hand to her own center, pleasuring herself to the sounds Myka made.

"Helena, I'm so close..." Myka screwed her eyes shut and held off a minute longer. She pulled Helena's hand to wrap back around her thigh and at hearing Helena whimper at the loss of sensation on her own clit, she leaned back and took her own hand to Helena's core, entering her slowly. Helena's hips thrust up as Myka's palm rubbed against her. She was now scratching Myka's thighs, red marks forming along her pale skin. She moaned into Myka's core and Myka fell apart.

Helena followed as soon as the first curse word left Myka's full lips. They came together, grinding against each other. Helena's legs shut tight, holding Myka's hand hostage as fingers went on to wiggle inside her, scraping against her g-spot. The Brit screamed, biting Myka's thigh as a second orgasm crept up on her. Her release was beautiful and when she came to, she realized that she still had a tight hold on Myka's hand and her teeth were still clamped around a toned thigh. She released Myka altogether and kissed the now purpling patch of skin.

Myka flinched at the ache in her legs as she moved herself to lay beside Helena. Their eyes were clouded with satisfaction and they fought to catch their breaths. Helena could feel her heart beating between her legs and she smiled, rolling her head to catch a glimpse of her wife only to be greeted with a wild mane of curls. Myka turned to look at her when she heard Helena giggle. "What?"

"You're so beautiful Myka. How did I get so lucky?"

"I ask myself the same thing every day. I love you." Myka leaned over and hovered over Helena's lips. They were so close to touching when Helena's phone rang.

"Bloody hell!"

"Ignore it." Myka whispered, biting down on Helena's lip and sucking her bottom lip into her mouth. The phone rang again. "Shit." Myka rolled off of Helena and let her answer the phone.

"It's Ryleigh." She answered. "Ryleigh?"

"Mum..." Sarah was on the other end crying.

"Sarah what's wrong, what happened?" Myka jumped out of bed, Helena put Sarah on speaker while Myka went to the dresser to get clothes.

"Can you come get me please?" She was sobbing hard and Helena could hear the music from the dance in the background.

"We'll be there in a minute love, are you okay?" Helena put the phone on the bed and threw on a tank top and sweat pants. "Talk to me Sarah!" She was worried that something horrible had happened.

"I just need you to come get me please. I want to come home..."

"We're on our way." Myka said, grabbing the car keys and pulling a frantic Helena along with her.

Thank you for reading this chapter. I appreciate all the support. Please review or comment, let me know what you think. Do you know what happened? After it is all revealed, I plan on writing a one shot of the dance and what happened in detail. So look out for that. Please come back for more. Love you all! XO