for John
Since it had been a few days since the disastrous mistletoe incident and Helen hadn't actually seen John, she decided she'd go hunt him down instead. It was probably a very bad idea but after a few days of separation, she realized she wasn't exactly overly upset with him for having kissed her. She was a little upset, yes, but not so much that she didn't want to see him ever again.
They should just keep the kissing at a minimum. Preferably none, since the only man Helen wanted to kiss was Will Zimmerman.
It turned out that finding John Druitt was harder than expected. Helen thought it might have been easy considering he was so tall and distinctive looking but, alas, she hadn't had any luck in the first few places she'd looked. It was difficult with the island being both London and not and some of their more familiar haunts weren't there or not in the correct place so it was disconcerting and disheartening.
After looking for longer than Helen wanted to admit, she ended up with a frozen nose for her troubles and a cup of tea cupped in her hands while she poured over a book in what used to be the Compound's kitchen. If he wanted to be found, he'd be found.
They should just keep the kissing at a minimum. Preferably none, since the only man Helen wanted to kiss was Will Zimmerman.
It turned out that finding John Druitt was harder than expected. Helen thought it might have been easy considering he was so tall and distinctive looking but, alas, she hadn't had any luck in the first few places she'd looked. It was difficult with the island being both London and not and some of their more familiar haunts weren't there or not in the correct place so it was disconcerting and disheartening.
After looking for longer than Helen wanted to admit, she ended up with a frozen nose for her troubles and a cup of tea cupped in her hands while she poured over a book in what used to be the Compound's kitchen. If he wanted to be found, he'd be found.