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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

Helena would do everything she could to not push Myka away again. She'd tried that all ready at Yellowstone, and she didn't want to go through that again. The Victorian woman didn't have the strength to go through a fight of pushing away. She'd all ready made up her mind that she never wanted to be parted from Myka, and she was going to do her utmost best to make certain she didn't end up pushing her away again.

At Myka's first response, Helena searched her eyes. She wasn't searching for whether or not she spoke the truth or anything else along those lines. She was searching for love, for the way she looked at her. Helena did trust Myka, she'd always had. She always trusted her to do the right thing. But this was not something that would be easy to accomplish. Myka was up against over a century's worth of demons and beliefs that Helena held. But even with that uphill battle, Helena wasn't going to run away, not when she'd finally gotten what she'd spent her entire life wanting. Did she wish she was a better person without most of the demons that haunted her? Of course she did, but fate certainly had an odd way of working. Had it not been for Christina's death, Helena never would have been Bronzed in the first place and never would have met Myka. And that was not a scenario that Helena liked, even if it had meant never losing herself, she would never trade anything for Myka, not even the chance to have Christina back.

At Myka's further answer, Helena couldn't help but feel her heart clench. Myka was the only person who had said anything like that to her. Coming from her, the words had more impact than Myka may have realized. It meant more to her that Myka loved her and took the good with the bad. As she was looking at Myka still, she saw when the tears escaped her eyes. Settling back against Myka, Helena rested her head back on Myka's chest and she tightened her arms around her, pressing closer to her.

"I do believe you." It wasn't a lie either. It could sometimes be difficult for Helena to believe in things, but when it came to Myka, it wasn't hard at all. "Sometimes I wish I had listened more closely to Caturanga. Sometimes I wish my life had been different. But being here with you, having you in my life and loving me, I wouldn't change a single thing. This is where I belong." Well, she'd possibly change the whole thing with the Minoan Trident and Yellowstone, but even then, Myka still loved her, still trusted in her and believed in her. And Helena wasn't about to just let go of all of that. A couple tears of her own slipped from her eyes, landing on Myka's chest.