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Tweak says, "Be just and fear not."

Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2012-09-26 02:18:00

Entry tags:

h.g. wells, myka bering

Who: Myka and H.G.
What: First face to face meeting of Bering and Wells since Helena’s death and the explosion of the Warehouse.
When: Tuesday Late Evening/Early Morning
Where: Helena’s Room
Rating/Warnings: Angst, warehouse explosion, death, etc.
Status: Closed/Complete

She looked like hell. It had been roughly three days since she had arrived in The Land of Make Believe. Sleep was allusive. Every time her eyes closed the events leading up to the Warehouse explosion played out. She had been lying when she told Claudia that she’d be all right. It was a good thing that Steve hadn’t been present at the time for he would have caught her lie. The bag of Twizzler’s was nearly gone. Most hours of the day she spent chewing on the candy curled up on her couch. Claudia, Steve and Pete were here and she should be happier. But Myka couldn’t find the joy in being surrounded by her family with the thoughts going through her head. It wasn’t enough to ease the emotional turmoil raging through her body. Not even the fact that Helena herself had also been pulled into this dimension served to soothe the ache. As if taunting her, Helena’s words kept repeating over and over in her head.

Myka, we have to think rationally not emotionally

How do you say goodbye to the one person who knows you better than anyone else?

It was the only way I could think to save you.

I smell apples

With her legs pulled up and her arms crossed over her knees, Myka continued to rock back and forth. She couldn’t go on like this for much longer. Sooner or later she was going to burn out completely. With her Warehouse family she had overcome many an obstacle. Prevented disasters on more than one occasion. She herself had survived her body being taken over by Alice Liddell. And yet she was unable to face one woman. A woman who had betrayed her trust and had almost succeeded in destroying the world. The same woman who had driven her away from the Warehouse and had convinced her to return again. The very same woman who had given her life to save her, Artie, and Pete. Helena. Immediately her feet dropped to the ground. Myka remembered seeing Helena’s room number in a conversation with Pete. It was just down a flight of stairs. Throwing caution to the wind she rose and exited her room shutting the door behind her. She was a woman on a mission and was walking autopilot until she stood in front of a door on the second floor. Myka knocked on the door and then looked down at the ground questioning whether or not she could actually do this.

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indelibleink
2012-09-29 08:29 am UTC (link)

What she hadn't counted on was meeting Myka. The other agent had been the only one who could stop her. And oh how the regret had hit her so hard. She realized just how much of a monster she had become, and while she really wished the Regents had just killed her, they put her on the Janus Coin instead. Though she was glad that she'd been able to see Myka again. It was strange how being a hologram had given her perspective. But then Sykes had come into the picture, and Helena wanted to protect the Warehouse, protect Myka and the others. She was fully willing to let Pete destroy the Coin, destroy her to keep them all safe, but that had failed. Yet in their darkest hour, when they were trapped in the Warehouse with the bomb and they couldn't diffuse it, Helena had an idea and managed to make it happen in time. She'd managed to save Myka, Artie and Pete, all the while knowing she herself would die.

Oh she'd been absolutely terrified and overwhelmingly sad to die, but gazing into Myka's eyes had given her the strength she needed to die nobly. And Helena would gladly die a thousand times over for Myka if it meant the other woman was able to live. Helena didn't think herself a noble soul, yet she had died in the name of love, in the name of protecting the one she loved. And now she held that very woman in her arms, clinging to her as though her life depended on it as her body shook with her soul-felt sobs. But slowly, they died away as she released her grief, giving it a voice that she had refused it for far, far too long. And as her sobbing calmed, she found herself feeling lighter, feeling better for getting her emotions out that she'd always kept locked deep within herself.

Which was why she'd heard what Myka said aloud. And at first, Helena thought she'd just imagined hearing it. But, she hadn't, had she? Lifting her head from Myka's now soaked shoulder, she looked at Myka, searching her face. "What did you say?" There was a question in her eyes, a hope that maybe, maybe what Myka had said meant something deeper.