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Main | Fanfic | Whole New World Index | New Stories A Whole New WorldFEEDBACK - Oh Yes Please -You can email us docwho2000@hotmail.com authors: docwho2100 and ellie no name Consensual relationship depicted between adult women in this
story. If you have a problem with that or are under 18 please do not read. Chapter unnumbered – Helena Kyle's Caesura ClockTower Once she was up, Helena began to finger the bandage at her shoulder. Realizing it was probably going to leave her with a scar the brunette sighed checking herself over to see if anything else was out of place. Unable to locate any other significant injuries Helena slowly made her way to the edge of the bed, her legs swinging over to let her feet hit the floor. Stretching the shoulder that hadn't been home to a bullet, she slowly got to her feet. She was thirsty. Rubbing her eyes as she padded into the kitchen, Helena went straight to the fridge and pulled out the orange juice which she drank directly from the container. "So you don't like glasses even when they are around." Twisting around, the orange juice no longer at her lips, Helena smirked at the redheaded FBI director who was no longer in her clothes from the fight but rather a loose kimono. "I didn't expect you to still be here," the brunette purred. "Not too much of a choice," Scully shrugged, returning Helena's gaze. "I turned on, you turned off and She found us." Helena lowered the container confused by the words. "You left your comms at the scene. They were able to track to us through them. Looks like she'll get her desire." Scully came closer running a wet, slick finger along Hel's bare arm and shoulder. "And I'll get mine." Helena just shook her head. "Followed? No way. Beside the defenses how could they penetrate…" "Penetrate, how appropriate. They want, they'll take and you can do nothing. It was quite a show. Though I'm surprised you slept through it all." That was when Helena's ears finally registered the sounds. Up until that moment the sounds had all been far-away and muffled, like an out-of-focus photograph. "Barbara..." Helena said, her eyes wide as the orange juice fell from her hand, the brunette's legs already carrying her to the sound. To Barbara's bedroom. "I thought she'd have picked up on that much earlier," Scully said to herself before turning to head toward the elevators. "Barbara!" Helena screamed, her voice mingling with the other screams now echoing through the tower. Ignoring the pain in her shoulder, Helena flung her self against the locked door throwing it open contact: docwho2000@hotmail.com page last modified - July 27, 2006 graphics from www.eosdev.com |