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Myka Bering ([info]agent_bering) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
The first thing that came to Myka’s mind was the Yellowstone Incident and its aftermath. If one could say that period of Helena’s life was her worst (Myka wasn’t counting what Helena did to Christina’s murderers simply because that was so circumstantial and specific, not a pattern of behavior, but an anomaly in Helena’s life before she was bronzed – and Myka couldn’t actually bring herself to condemn the revenge Helena had exacted), then she had a clear example of how Myka would react. Instead of turning her anger onto others, Myka had stepped back and sought out peaceful means of healing. She had quit the Warehouse and returned to her parent’s book shop. Her true calling in life might be Warehouse agent, but Myka didn’t regret her decision to step back. She’d missed Artie, Pete, and Claudia – and Helena – but she’d needed a break, she’d taken it when it was necessary, and doing so had given her clarity to then later come back.

And perhaps that the difference Helena needed – someone who knew when to step back and who followed through on that need. Myak could be passionate, but she could also be immensely logical.

Myka couldn’t move to sit on the sofa next to Helena, not without bumping her leg needlessly, so she moved to sit on the coffee table, pushing the tea service out of the way as she did so.

“I’ve seen your worst, at Yellowstone,” Myka prodded gently, taking Helena’s free hand as she did so. “And what happened?”


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