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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells ([info]indelibleink) wrote in [info]makebelievecomm,
@ 2013-11-06 17:55:00

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Entry tags:h.g. wells, joan watson, myka bering



>> Did you receive a very cryptic message scrawled on your wall this morning?



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[info]agent_bering
2013-11-16 04:39 am UTC (link)
Myka pulled Helena into a hug and simply held her. She knew it wasn’t much, and the anticipation of waiting to find out if the ordeal to come would involve facing Christina, again, was getting to Helena. Myka couldn’t take away the pain that always accompanied Christina, but she could help Helena see that she wasn’t alone this time.

“I love you, okay?” She rubbed Helena’s back. “We’re going to get through this.”

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[info]indelibleink
2013-11-16 12:52 pm UTC (link)
Wrapping her arms around Myka tightly, Helena leaned into the embrace. While a hug may not be much in the grand scheme of things, it meant the world to Helena. She found great comfort in the embrace and in knowing Myka was there for her. It certainly helped to have these physical reminders at times, reminders that she wasn't alone anymore.

"I love you," Helena responded before she closed her eyes and buried her face in Myka's neck. It was something that she didn't typically do, but she wanted the comfort, the grounding that Myka's presence and scent gave to her. It was also silent acknowledgement that they would get through this together, come what may. Alone, Helena knew she couldn't withstand whatever was coming, but with Myka by her side, she could.

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