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    From Scratch (Chapter 2)

    Story written on January 21, 2012 by Casual Watcher.
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    Distressing events lead Helena Peabody to L.A, where she meets a woman who makes her question her entire perception of herself. Helena/Dylan/Dylena

    “You, too. Andrew’s always talking about you,” Dylan replied, causing Helena to smirk, though the intensity of Dylan’s eyes caused the smile to still on her face, her own eyes caught with intrigue. 
    Feeling perhaps that their hands had shook for too long, Helena slowly retracted hers and took a step back, sweeping out her arm slightly and gesturing for Dylan to enter. “I think your package is just through here,” Helena told her, walking into the kitchen as she heard Dylan shut the door behind her. She located the little brown box that her brother had told her was for his friend on the counter top and took it into her hands. When she turned around Dylan was already behind her. She offered Helena a smile as she saw she had her package and the Brit gladly handed it over. 
    “Thanks, I don’t know where I’d be without Andy,” Dylan smirked, passing the little wrapped box from hand to hand. When she saw Helena glance at it and repress the question that was showing all over her face, she told her, “It’s part of a tripod… I broke mine last month whilst hiking.” Nodding, Helena let out a little ‘oh’. A strange silence settled between them, Dylan watching the other woman with an intense curiosity as Helena tried to force her memory into providing her with all that she had ever heard of Dylan, or at least something other than her being good friends with her brother and his partner. 
    The silence was broken suddenly, however, by the loud banging on the stairs. Glancing through the door to see what was going on, Helena almost feared one of the children had fallen down the stairs. Startled by the noise, Dylan turned around to glance through the doorway as a small girl hurried through, doll in hand and looking most distressed. 
    “Mummy, her arm came off!” Leah cried, holding up the her doll’s tiny arm.
    “What?” Taking the doll and her detached arm from her daughter, Helena asked, “How did that happen?” Leah merely shrugged, though Helena suspected she was keeping the truth from her to save herself from being reprimanded. “I’ll try and fix it later, okay?” She told her, though Leah made a noise of displeasure at the prospect.
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