Myka wasn't sure just what it was that made her decide to go see Helena. She was worried about her, of course. Especially given Helena had told her of Irene's plan to try and track Moriarty down. It seemed contrived to Myka. Yes. He needed to be taken down, that much was obvious. But why now? The incident from Easter was an obvious catalyst, but somehow, it felt more likely to have been more related to what had happened when the woman had forgotten to filter, to allow Moriarty that chance to find a weakness and exploit it. And that weakness just happened to be Helena, who was trying to find her footing all over again, trying to come to terms with being alive following dying, Helena who was hurting and trying so hard to rise above it. And now Moriarty knew of her beyond that she was new. Knew that she was important to Irene. Not important enough if she didn't think to shield her from this in a moment of stupidity.
Bitter? Slightly. Not that it meant anything. Helena and Myka just knew one another completely. More than any other person had. Of course she would be worried and wary of anything that could potentially set Helena back in trying to become more the woman she had once been, more grounded. There was so much wrong with the world, but it wasn't all bad.
Still, why she felt that she should go see if Helena was all right at this very moment didn't make all that much sense to Myka. She'd been in the library, reading. Which wasn't uncommon, really. She was still waiting for Agent Booth to give her a suggestion on if she should pursue a career with the Kansas City Secret Service or FBI, so she couldn't get settled with that. She'd already done her work out in the gym at the complex. Now, reading.
Normally when Myka read, she could get lost for hours in the pages of a book, but this time, she had finished three chapters when something said something was wrong with Helena. Which was absurd. Pete was the one who had gut feelings. Myka relied on logic and reasoning. She didn't just follow a feeling. Still, it wasn't exactly leaving her alone so Myka decided to just see what was going on. Sighing as she marked her spot in the book to return to, the brunette left the library and headed to the elevator. It's probably nothing, you're being ridiculous.
Shaking her head once on the floor Helena resided on, which she herself did as well, Myka made her way to the other woman's apartment, pulling out the key she'd been given when all this started with Moriarty and letting herself in.
"Helena? Is everything o--" And that was when she saw Helena, far from okay. There were tears. "Helena, what is it!?" And with that, Myka rushed over to her friend, the woman who knew her better than anyone else. She didn't see the youtube page, all she knew was that Helena was hurting. She seemed fine physically but she wanted to be certain.