It hadn't been a very long flight from Old City to the sleepy little city on the California coast that Helen had picked for their holiday and she was grateful; even the short flight had knocked her out that night. She did wake up bright and early the next morning though, well before Will was awake, and she brewed coffee for him and tea for her, ( Read more... )

Helen still hadn't wrapped her head around the idea of mortality which she found strange; she'd spent much of her adult life praying for a natural lifespan. Still, she'd wanted a natural lifespan, not one cut short by a violent illness. Compounding matters was John's return, Nikola's insistence on helping with the map and Adam turning up when he ( Read more... )

Helen had spent the past two weeks falling more and more in love with Will Zimmerman no matter how stupid a course of action that would prove to be. He was kind and gentle, patient and loving and she was a bloody fool for having gotten attached. No matter. She had to send him back and today was the day. Come midnight, she and Nikola would take ( Read more... )

Seeing as how Will was firmly in her era for the next two weeks and Father had left bright and early in search of Abnormals in India, Helen thought it best that they take advantage of the time they had and experience some of the things that made Christmas special in London. It was bitterly cold, which meant James had been around less than he ( Read more... )

Helen was still reeling from the revelation that her father had seen Will when he'd been between life and death and had given him a message for her. Cryptic, which was like her father, and telling that he'd come to Will to give that message and nobody else. She didn't know if Gregory Magnus was alive or dead but even still, she thought his choice ( Read more... )

Helen had come to Will's office to formally remove him from the mission list and informally discuss her concerns about his lack of sleep and the effect on his body. He was exhausted, needed rest and needed to take medication in spite of the fact that he was opposed to it in any situation. She'd hoped she could talk some sense into him and in ( Read more... )

Helen wanted to deny it as long as possible. At first, when she started getting nauseated and sick she thought, perhaps, it was one of her rare illnesses. She hadn't been sick in decades but perhaps it was; she was just overdue. The longer it went on the more she suspected another reason, a cause that should have been completely outside the ( Read more... )

Six more hours in open sea and Helen had never been more glad for the sound of a helicopter, nor for the US Coast Guard. She'd lost any hopes of studying and cataloging the vampire squid, that was true, but she did have her life, which had been in something approaching serious jeopardy for the last few hours. Aside from a sunburn (hers) and ( Read more... )

Having succumbed to the charms of alcohol and Nikola's melancholy, Helen wanted to kick herself when she turned up pregnant. Nikola had always been sterile, a result of the Vampire gene no doubt, and it had never occurred to her that de-vamping him would improve his sperm count by leaps and bounds. Her attempts to contact him had netted her a ( Read more... )