For a Moment Longer 2/?

Mar 02, 2011 04:09

Title: For a Moment Longer 2/?
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Wordcount: 600
Rating: T/PG13
Characters: H.G., Myka

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Part 1

Several days later, Myka and Helena found themselves once more alone in the library. Pete had gone to Kelly's, Leena was attempting to teach Claudia how to cook and from the sounds if it, they should all stay clear of the kitchen for a while, and Artie was still at the Warehouse.

Helena watched fondly, as Myka spread her length along the couch in the same position as the other evening. "Myka, you know-"

"Don't," Myka said, "If I didn't want to be around you I'd be in my room." She smirked at Helena's taken back look, "And, if you didn't want the company you'd be in yours."

"Thank you," Helena said, grinning at the other woman. Not quite understanding the motivation behind her own movements, Helena stood up and walked over to the couch Myka was on.

Myka watched Helena silently, quirking an eyebrow when the woman stood next to her hovering. There was an excitement growing, but she was surprised to find that she was not nervous. Helena's presence had often left her feeling intimidated, but this was different. Helena looked curious, nothing more. Waiting for the older woman's next move, she stayed still and simply watched.

Helena cut her eyes at the scrutiny and smirked. She casually lifted Myka's feet and sat down in the vacant spot. Feeling Myka drawing her legs to her side of the couch she grabbed her feet and stopped her. "Stay," she said, not bothering to look up as she opened her book once more.

Myka pulled her book up a little higher, blocking both her face and the gleeful grin from Helena. She felt the blush spreading along her cheeks and that only made her grin harder.

Helena cast Myka a sideways glance, but was met with the cover of her friend's book. "Howl's Moving Castle?" Helena questioned, reading off the title.

Myka lowered the book down, slowly. "Guilty pleasure," she said, by way of explanation. "It's one of my favorites"

Helena nodded. "I can see that," she said, running a finger along the well-worn spine of the paperback. "What's it about, then?" she asked, curious for the insight into Myka's world.

Myka blushed and stumbled with thoughts on how to sum up the book and what it made her feel. "Here, just read the back," she mumbled, offering the book to the other woman.

Helena skimmed the back of the book and smiled gently "And how many times have you read this, darling?"

Myka bit her bottom lip thinking, "Probably about 17? I don't really keep track."

Helena quirked an eyebrow at her, "Quite the recommendation. Perhaps when you're done with it, you'd let me have a go at it?" She was rewarded with another one of Myka's endearing smiles and an eager nod.

Helena caught herself rubbing Myka's calf affectionately. "Christina was a lot like you. She'd ask me to read her the same stories before bed every night, no matter how many time's she'd heard them."

"With a storyteller like you for a mom, I can't say I could blame her," Myka said, imaging what Helena would have been like with her daughter. She had never been close to her own parents growing up; their relationship had always had its quirks. Helena, on the other hand, seemed to have doted on her daughter in all the best ways.

Helena smiled gratefully at Myka and handed the book back to her. She put her hand back once more against Myka's calf and squeezed it affectionately. Going back to her book, she settled into the warmth of their growing friendship.

multichap, for a moment longer, myka bering, fanfiction, helena wells, friendship, warehouse 13

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