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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

Myka saw the tears as they fell down Helena's cheeks. When she had made the decision to return the locket to her, the intention had never been to make her cry. It had been to return something that had been lost in the chaos. Seeing Helena's tears brought more to her own eyes. The knowledge that she had been the cause for them being there almost too much to bare. Myka would do anything to ensure that she'd never have to cry again. Threatening anyone who dared cause the woman more pain. When Helena said she's always been home those tears that had been precariously resting on the corner of her eyes began to fall. The message received loud and clear. Helena was inferring that Christina had been home even when the locket was in Myka's possession. Though never physically knowing Christina, Myka was being given the chance to share her memory with her mother. That gift alone filled her heart with more love and brought it to the point where she thought it might burst.

When Helena wrapped her arms around her Myka returned the hug. The hand that was resting against the silky strands of her hair tangling in them. Her head resting on the opposite shoulder. Myka took the time to breathe in Helena's scent and relax into the embrace. They had never hugged one another before. Their touches having remained subtle up until now. As she relaxed into the embrace the tears that had been slowly sliding down began to spill down her cheeks onto Helena's shoulder. Actually holding Helena in her arms was proof enough that the Victorian woman was in fact truly there and alive. Myka's body began to shake in relief and her grip tightened. She never wanted to let the other woman go because of her fear. The fear that there was still the possibility of her being taken away again.