Authors Note: Okay guys here's what's up. I am planning on making this a multi-chapter fic with a good storyline but in order for that to go the way I want it to some things needed to be cleared up before hand so...We are gonna call this the prelude or introduction of sorts. Because it isn't directly related to the main story line I have in mine but things needed to be said so thank you for sticking with me. But on the off chance that you want this to just be a one-shot I can gladly not expand on it. (Though I would really like to) So Please give me some feedback guys.

Myka sat in the kitchen of the B&B alone, enjoying her first cup of freshly brewed coffee for the morning. Myka enjoyed the silence of the early morning before the entire household was awake and beginning their days. She loved to use this time to think. To think about her job, her life, where she was going. But the one thing that she always found herself thinking about was Helena. Helena who had come back a little over a month ago saying that Myka was right, that the warehouse was her home. That she couldn't just keep running away from it, and she realized that she belonged here. The same Helena who she had said goodbye to, too many times. The Helena who she silently cried about many a times when she had departed to her bedroom for the night. The woman who had captured her attention and her heart and broke the latter a few too many times.

Myka took another drink of her quickly cooling coffee and tried to filter her thoughts back to her job. They had just bagged an artifact the other day that was causing people to act out scenes in the last movie that they had just watched. Most of the scenes were okay, and not harming the public, since they were from romantic comedies, or dramas. But others, like the one Paul Goodman had acted out, were from movies like 300 and he began attacking anyone that looked to have been of greek descent. Goodmans attack lasted 3 days, but being in the small town of Racine, Wisconsin there wasn't many people that matched the description so not many were attacked. Out of the 4 people that Goodman had attacked, only one of them had lived, and that was her. Goodman had come at Myka with a sword he had gotten from the town's museum and caused a deep gash in her arm. She had passed out from blood loss at the scene, but not before she saw Pete tesla and handcuff Goodman.

Myka had woken up in the towns hospital with her arm in a sling and orders to rest for the next 2 weeks. Or until her arm was sufficiently healed. So of course by the time they had gotten back to Univille she had already been ordered by Artie to take a week off and then the rest of the time would be spent doing inventory. She wasn't upset about the inventory or the week off. What she was upset about was the fact that her arm was in a sling, and that during said inventory, she would have to be working with Helena.

For the past month Myka had been avoiding Helena. She had tried to avoid any conversation with her unless someone else was around. She would convince Artie that she wasn't needed if he paired her with Helena. So far Artie obliged, seeing Mykas silent, pleading eyes. She didn't know if she could handle losing her again, so she avoided getting close to her once more. Myka knew that eventually she would have to start working with her again. That she would have to at least be able to speak to her again. Just not be particularly friendly with her. As far as Myka was concerned she wouldn't have to be civil for long, because Helena would eventually leave her, them, again. Then everything would go back to how it was before.

Helena was not a naive woman. She knew that something was wrong with Myka. But this time she decided that pushing her wasn't the right option. She would wait it out, and give Myka as much space as she needed. As much as it hurt Helena to do this, she knew she had to. If she ever wanted to repair things with Myka she would need to be patient. So she was patient for a month. But now she was beginning to become upset. Myka hadn't even had a conversation alone with her since she got back. They hadn't talked about literature, or history and anything for that matter. Myka had been completely and utterly avoiding her and that would simply not do. Especially after Myka had been hurt back in Wisconsin. Once Pete had gotten word back to Artie that Myka had been stabbed, Helena nearly fainted at the news. She had had to sit down in Arties office and Claudia had to bring her a glass of water. It was only two hours later that her heart and mind stopped racing, when Pete called and said that Myka would be fine, but out of commision for a while. The entire night that Myka was in the hospital Helena had wanted to jump on a plane and go take care of her. But she knew with the current state of their relationship that her presence would not have been welcomed kindly. So she settled for spending the night thinking about how she would talk to Myka once she got back.

Helena paused outside the door the kitchen and let out a long breath, running over her speech in her head. She would just walk in there and talk to Myka. No need to complicate things any further. That was until Claudia ran down the stairs and burst into the kitchen, followed by Pete. Helena almost threw her fist into the nearest wall after losing her chance but decided that fate had not meant for today to be the day, so she calmly walked into the kitchen and sat at the table, opposite of Myka.

"Dude, don't even think about taking the last of the Fruity Pebbles, I so call those" Claudia shot over to Pete who was scanning through the cereal cupboard as she grabbed a soda out of the fridge.

"Okay Claud, I remember perfectly well what happened last time I took the Fruity Pebbles. I believe that it had something to do with you rigging my shower to only spray ice cold water!" Pete shot back, grabbing the Frosted Flakes.

Claudia grinned at Pete, and went over next to him and poured herself a bowl of Fruity Pebbles.

"Oh Hey, HG, can you help me with something I've been working on when we get to the warehouse? I promise nothing will blow up and nobody will be electrocuted this time" Claudia asked her sheepishly.

"Of course, that is, unless you are trying to improve one of my inventions again." HG smiled back at her.

"Nope, I learned my lesson the first time, no messing around in the HG Wells aisle." Claudia said, shoving a spoonful of cereal into her mouth and sitting down at the table next to her.

"Very well then, Why don't we ride over there together then. So we can get right to work." HG suggested as she got up and began to prepare a cup of tea once Pete had finally sat down at the table.

"Sounds good." Claudia said, continuing to eat.

"Hey Mykes, How's your arm? You doin' okay?" Pete asked, full of concern after realizing Myka had been sitting there, not saying anything during the entire exchange.

"What?" Myka asked, Pete's question breaking her out of her own mind.

"Hey, you okay?" Pete asked again.

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine Pete, Really. My arm is healing and i'm fine." Myka assured him, mustering up a small smile.

"Okay, well what are you gonna do today, all by yourself, since you have the day off." Pete asked

"Well, first of all Pete. I don't 'have the day off' I am supposed to be resting and recuperating. And second of all, I will not be alone. Artie asked abigail to stay here with me incase something happens." Myka said irritatedly as she downed the rest of her coffee.

"Oh, so some bonding time?" Pete said, trying to relieve the tension.

"Not exactly, I plan on staying in bed and reading my book, if I can manage with this sling." Myka replied, adjusting the sling on her left arm.

"Well, Darling, you could always just read on that handheld computer device that Claudia gave you last week, that should only take one of your hands to use, whereas a good ole book would take two." Helena suggested sitting back down after her tea was finished brewing.

"HG it's called a tablet. And Myka hates reading anything that isn't a regular book. The only thing she uses it for is to read case files that Artie sends when they're away." Claudia chimed in, correcting her.

"Well you are both wrong, for once. I will be reading on my laptop. That way I can scroll with one hand and I don't have to hold anything up." Myka said, getting up to get more coffee.

"Sit down darling I can retrieve you some more coffee." Helena said softly, smiling, as she grabbed Mykas cup and moved over to the coffee machine.

"Thanks." Myka said coldly, while sitting back down and staring at the table.

Helena's smile faded quickly and she poured some more coffee into the mug and handed it back to Myka.

Myka took a long sip, avoiding the eyes of everyone in the room then said "Well, I'm kinda tired. So i'm gonna go um...back up to my room to rest for a while. See you guys when you get home." Before scurrying quickly out of the room, coffee in hand, and disappearing up the stairs and into her room.

"Dude what's up with you guys?" Claudia asked once Myka was gone.

"Yeah, she's been acting weird ever since you came back." Pete added

Helena sighed and stared down at her tea before saying "I fear that she may never forgive me for leaving the last time and that now I may have permanently broken the friendship we previously shared."

Pete moved over to the seat on the other side of Helena and put his arm on her shoulder.

"Okay HG i'm gonna let you in on a little secret about our dear Myka up there. She isn't mad at you. That much I know for sure. If she was mad she would be spewing out sarcasm and angry quips at you 24/7. Not just avoiding talking to you, and well... you all together. There's something else going on there." Pete said, trying to reassure her as best he could.

"Yeah dude, do you know how sad she was when you were gone. It only got worse after her and Pete got back from seeing you in Wisconsin. But then it sort of got better after a bit, I think she just kind of gave up." Claudia added, still eating her cereal.

"Gave up on what exactly?" Helena asked

"Dude she's totally into you. And from what i've seen from you in the past couple years you're totally into her. But neither of you want to admit to it, especially her. But here's the kicker… you keep leaving. That's the constant here. You leaving. Every time you leave, Myka gets all sad and moppy. Then after a few months, sometimes even longer, she gives up on seeing you again and then she goes back to the Myka we all know and love. Then you show up again and the process starts all over again. What i'm saying is that you two need to get your shit together and fast. Before we lose Myka again altogether." Claudia ranted, abandoning her cereal and looking HG straight in the eyes.

Helena's eyes watered as she listened to Claudia speak. She did love Myka, but she hasn't been sure that she loved her back. There was flirting and their mutual love of knowledge and literature but there always seemed to be something holding Myka back and that scared the hell out of Helena.

"She's right HG if you want your Myka back, you're gonna have to go up there and talk to her." Pete added

"It is not that simple. I have betrayed Myka's trust too many times, I fear that I cannot earn it back this time. No matter what I try." Helena sighed

"The point is that you have to try. Even if you try it'll show her that you still care about her and that you didn't just forget about her." Claudia said, before getting up and walking out of the kitchen to go get dressed.

"HG why don't you stay here today, and look after Myka and talk to her. I'll tell Artie that you're not feeling well and that you were staying here to rest." Pete said, getting up.

"Thank you, Pete" Helena said sincerely as she watched Pete walk out the room.

*3 hours later*

Helena let out a sigh and closed her copy of The Grimms Fairy Tales and threw it beside her on the couch. The others had left about two hours ago for the warehouse. She had spent an hour or so helping Abigail clean up the kitchen after breakfast and then preparing the chicken for dinner. About a half an hour later then Abigail went up and checked on Myka, who still didn't know Helena was there, and reported back that she was sleeping. Two minutes ago Myka had came downstairs to get a glass of water, spotted Helena on the way back up, and bolted up the stairs without saying a word. Helena had tried to ignore it but it was eating at her now and she just couldn't stand it anymore.

Helena marched up the stairs and stopped abruptly right in front of Mykas door. She hesitated for a moment before softly knocking at her door. She waited for a moment as she heard shuffling inside the room and then the door swung open, revealing Mykas pajama clad self.

"What?" She snapped softly

"Myka Darling, I think we need to talk" Helena said lightly as she pushed herself passed Myka and into the room.

"HG not now, I'm tired, I just want to rest." Myka lied

"Darling, when did you stop calling me Helena, I'm quite fond of hearing it fall off your lips." She said with a smile.

"I don't know, but I really am tired."

"Nonsense, you went to bed at 7 last night and got up at 8 this morning. How could you still be tired?"

"Well incase you haven't noticed I was stabbed in the arm a couple days ago and I have been on painkillers, which in this century tend to make you rather drowsy!" Myka finally snapped

"See! There is the Myka that I have been waiting to speak to for the past month. So please cease with all of this passive aggressive ignoring me nonsense and tell me what is really on your mind darling." Helena practically begged

Myka hesitated for a moment before taking a step toward Helena, who was now sitting on her bed, and said: "Why did you come back? Really? And don't say because you realized that Nate wasn't right for you because we both know that isn't true. Nate was a good guy and you loved Adalaide. You could have stayed there for the rest of your life and played house with them. But you didn't. You came back. And i am so sick of thinking that i'm never going to see you again and then ending up with the exact opposite problem of having to see you every day. I can't do this anymore Helena. I can't keep saying goodbye forever to you and then having you appear out of nowhere for a few months before running off again. I just can't keep playing this game with you. So if ignoring you and being passive aggressive is what it takes to get me through the next few months before you leave again, then that is what i'll do." By the end of her speech Myka had tears streaming down her face and was fighting to stop the rest that were threatening to spill.

"Myka" Helena breathed out "Is that what you think. That i'm just going to stay here for a few months until I get bored and then leave again? Well for once darling, you are wrong. I am here to stay. And I didn't come back because the warehouse is my home. I came back because you are. Anywhere that you are Myka I wish to be. I couldn't stand another moment not seeing you because you are the most wonderful, brilliant, beautiful human being that I have ever met. The only reason I went off to that god forsaken town in Wisconsin is because I thought that you hated me. That you didn't care about me at all. But after talking with Pete and Claudia this morning I have quickly come to believe that you do care about me. And after that discovery I realized that since you indeed do care about me that it must have hurt you that I have left so many times. And Myka I am truly sorry. I really thought that I was doing what was best for you. I didn't want to hold you back. Or hurt you anymore. So I left. And I am sorry." This time it was Helenas turn to cry as she stared intently at Myka waiting for her so say something, anything.

Myka abandoned her standing position in the room and sat down next to Helena on the bed. She reached a hand up to Helenas face and wiped a tear away with her thumb. Helena leaned into her touch and cupped her hand with her own.

"Helena, of course I care about you. But you're right. Every time that you leave, it hurts. And I can't do that again. I can't feel that pain again. So I thought that if this time I just didn't care, then maybe if you left, it wouldn't hurt as much. But I was wrong Helena, I was horribly wrong. I don't think I can deal with not being able to see you every day, with not being able to talk to you or anything. And -" Helena stopped her mid confession by pressing her lips softly to Mykas in a desperate need to feel her.

At first Myka was surprised by the sudden change in activity but she quickly relaxed and leaned into the kiss. Trying to keep her bad arm from getting bumped. After what seemed like a lifetime, Myka broke the kiss and leaned her forward against Helena's and breathed out a soft "wow". Helena chuckled softly and ran her fingers through Mykas hair and pecked her lips in one more quick, chaste kiss.

"Myka I-" Just as she was about to say something, Mykas farnsworth buzzed from the inside her night stand drawer.

Myka reluctantly pulled away from Helena and retrieved the farnsworth from the drawer and answered it

"Hey Artie what's up?" She asked collectedly

"You need to get here right now! And bring HG with you. We have a problem." Arite appeared long enough to say and then immediately disconnected.

Okay guy's theres the intro! So again, please let me know if you want to to continue or just make it a one shot! I have some great plot in store though if you want the whole multi chapter fic! Just saying! Thank you!