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Bitter Endings, Sweet Beginnings: Part Two
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Alice paused in her assault to consider the merits of this imagery and that’s when Helena pounced, grabbing her by the sides and thumping her onto the beach. The blonde released a screech of playful protest which the British woman ignored, straddling her waist and easily trapping Alice’s hands over her head as she leaned down to put their faces inches apart.
“I’ve captured you,” said Helena proudly, looking rather triumphant.
“Yeah, yeah,” Alice rolled her eyes. She studied Helena quietly for a moment then she grinned and bucked up her hips, making the brunette yelp but move with the motion. “You’re the super butch spy in this relationship, Ms. Peabody. I get the message. But you still haven’t told me,” she drawled mischievously and waggled her eyebrows. “How often isn’t often?”
Gazing into sparkling brown eyes that held an honest interest, a genuine and real desire to know the answer and in a sense, to know her as well, Helena found herself swallowing a lump in her throat. She slid off to one side, no longer straddling Alice’s waist and instead was lying next to her on the beach. Releasing a wavering sigh and covering her eyes with her arm.
Then Helena replied in a murmur, “Thirteen times isn’t often. Though one instance was worse than the rest. It was race in which I told her to no longer quote The Tortoise and The Hare.”
“What happened?” asked Alice softly, rolling over on her side and scooting closer to the other woman. When Helena met their eyes, she added impishly, “Besides you getting lost.”
Sliding an arm underneath Alice and sinking them into the sand, Helena brought the blonde closer. The writer rested her head on the British woman’s shoulder and they both released soundless sighs at the contact. Each reveling in the fact that they had finally found someone who shared their instinctively tactile nature.
“I was fifteen,” Helena began somberly, though a tiny grin worked its way across her features due to her recollections. “And this was a rather important race for me because it took place near my grandparents home and they were to be attending the event. The Holmbury Hill Marathon,” she announced the race name in grandiose tones. Alice giggled and Helena looked to her and lifted an eyebrow staidly then said, “Miss Bell fancied calling it the Surrey Slog.”
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so ok – you were totally right – i loved dana’s pov and it totally makes sense and you just rock for the way you make me still love her even though she broke Alice’s heart.
And again, you were right, Jenny is the perfect friend for Alice and Helena and her ‘weirdness’ fits perfectly and is something endearing in this, not off putting as it is on the show.
And finally – the comfort that alice and helena find in their shared experiences, insecurities and needs was just perfect! Loved it – but then again, knew I would! Great job!!!
Bagpuss Rocks I and my friends were bought up on him. Best British kids tv show ever!! Bring bagpuss to the world!
Hey now… lol. I’ve got nothing against Bagpuss! The show was cool but I’m mildly freaked out by it. Then again, I’m mildly freaked out by lawn gnomes too. Brrr. Lawn gnomes. Anyway, Helena and Jenny like Bagpuss. They just find it somewhat disturbing, much like me. =P
You’re good.. you’re good. You actually MAKE me like Helena… ;)
Positively loving this, anyone who takes the time to properly write Helena *and* who writes her so damn well gets heaps of gold stars in my book. =) And I’m even picking up on the joys of Helacious =D Squeee
This is great! It’s nice seeing Helena portrayed as someone who does actually have a good side! I’m enjoying it very muchly
Thank You! For reasons in no particular order:
1. For writing Jenny in a way that isn’t about her “bad” weirdss. For actually writing her as someone who underneath all the complexities i still someone who can be kind, and defintely someone can see Alice having a friendsip with.
2. For Dana’s pov–I danish shipper at heart and will be, damn all season 3 spoilers and what not, and even though this is helacious story at heart, there are still those undercurrents of Danish, which will always be true for me, no matter what happens with them.
3. For writing helacious in such a way that even I, as a self proclaimed Danisher, can enjoy and even root for. I can only hope (perhaps foolishly)that the writers of TLW will do as much justice.
You are by far my favorite Fan Fic writer on this board–effortlessly weaving stories together that explore connection, love and all the good stuff in between.
I loved this and I’m a little upset that you got four stars considering some of the crap on this board that gets five stars. Dumb fuckers.
Anyway. I already told you what I liked, but I think my favourite parts were getting into Helena’s background and in her head, particularly with her father and the issues she has with her mother and the thing about her running. Ha! I always got lost running cross-country and as I told you, getting lost 13 times is nothing to me because I got lost a lot more times than that. People totally do get lost! And how cute was it that Helena was all fixated and upset that she placed fourth after going a mile and half out of her way? Priceless and so her because she would totally demand so much of herself even at age 15.
And ohh, that last part with the phone call and the dinner arrangements and everything? God.
You’re killing me with Helacious cuteness!
great as always
Not content with making us love Helacious, now you’re going to make me like Jenny! This is a great chapter. The insight into Dana: the scene where she watched Alice in the Planet was just painful. I loved the scene at the end when Alice called Helena. Great mix of tension and humour. And, finally, speaking as someone from the UK: don’t knock Bagpuss! (OK, it was weird, what can I say).