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Thankfully Carla's time under supervision was finally coming to an end. The cure to the virus was now ready to cure those infected, that mostly being the J'avo that the BSAA had found and captured. Luckily for Helena, Carla's mood seemed to have settled down a bit and the pair had took off from there.
"Looks like you're allowed home," Helena now smiled at her.
"What's that again?" Carla sighed in response.
Home wasn't home after living with Simmons for so long. She admitted it, she'd loved him no matter what. She'd even gone as far as making a new Simmons, one she could mould to her own liking, though Ada had seen to that for her and now she was lonely.
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"Hello?" Helena answered her phone groggily after just waking up late one night.
"Miss Harper," a familiar voice followed.
"Carla?" Helena furrowed her brows. "Is everything alright?"
"I was wondering if you'd perhaps come over," Carla invited her. "I know it's late, but..."
She was a little shocked to actually have the woman calling her, especially at three in the morning.
"I'll be right there," she told her as she ran her free hand down her face.
At this Carla cut the call to await the younger woman's arrival.
"Hey," she greeted as soon as the dark haired woman opened the door for her.
At once Helena could see full well there was something different about the woman. Carla gestured for her to come inside. Helena's gaze immediately set on the wine bottle on the coffee table with some still left in the glass next to it.
"Sorry for calling you out so late," Carla apologised as she sat herself back down on the settee.
"I would have thought I'd be the last person you'd call, so I'm actually honoured."
"Oh please, who else would I call?" Carla frowned in annoyance. "My sister wouldn't even recognise me now and who else would actually be willing to talk with me?"
"You have a sister?" Helena now asked as she took a seat.
Carla leaned over to pick up the glass of wine to sip at it.
"Shocking, but yes. I have a sister. She went to Africa with her dumb boyfriend and nearly ended up getting infected," she frowned.
"You'll have to tell her sometime," Helena suggested.
Carla shook her head. "What's done is done, I can't show her what happened to me ever. Anyway, I asked you here for your company, I don't want to think about anything else. Just sit and talk to me, help me clear my head."
Helena nodded, steering the conversation else where until Carla grew restless and laid down with her head upon the younger womans lap. Helena had then said about getting off home, but Carla had offered her the spare room to stay in. Something which would soon become spare once again as the pair grew more and more attached to one another.