AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello, this is my very first Winx Club fan fiction. Usually, I make fan fictions for anime like Bleach and shoujo-themed anime. This story may seem a little too serious for the Winx Club but I'm trying my best to make a new perspective on the show. This story is dedicated to my favorite Winx Club pairing, Flora and Helia. As soon as Helia made an appearance on the show, I fell in love with his chemistry with Flora. I wish that their screen time in the future episode expands. I don't own the series, this is just a fan fiction. Read, rate and review. Enjoy!

I watched as the girls gather, once again, it was a mission given by the high orders for us to accompany the Winx at their journey towards a new realm, La Satture. Everyone started boarding the jet while the Specialists were making final tinkering and check-up on the jet's engine and wheels to ensure a safe flight. I watched the girls giggle, excited for another mission and I must admit, they're becoming more and more powerful with every mission. The talkative princess of Solaria chatted with her fellow Winx as they boarded the jet and buckled themselves in. I counted; one, two, three, four, five… how weird, she wasn't with them.

"Flora?" I asked the fairy of the waves, Aisha, who was still in the boarding bridge of the jet, waiting for Nabu. She shook her head and gave me a glare.

"Ill." That was what she replied. I guess a brief answer to a brief question. There is no need to expand the conversation. Aisha hates me. They all do. They all looked at me, almost ready to rip me into shreds when I walked over my seat in the cock pit. I sighed and waited for Sky and the others to finish loading up the supplies in the compartments.

"Geez, too bad Flora's not coming with us." Stella coldly stated in her high-pitched voice. I looked down on my feet, trying to avoid the girls' mad gazes. Someone kill me now. The girls were giving me the ultimate guilt-trip of my life, I didn't mean to hurt Flora, but I guess no one will listen to me even if I defend myself. The silence was eating every bit of me; right now all I want is for the protocol check of the jet to finish so we can go on with our journey and so that we can face whatever monster there is on the mission and for that monster to eat me up mercilessly than to stand another minute of this diminishing silence of the Winx.

Damn.

"All done!" Timmy waved his hand and the other specialists entered the jet.

"Everyone comfy in their seats?" Brandon chuckled as he double checked if the internal compartments are well locked. Sky, Riven and Timmy took their seats beside me but one statement made me want to melt down in an instant. Nabu raised a brow and pointed out; "Hey, where's Flora?"

Again, all eyes were on me as if I was the sole reason she wasn't able to join this mission. I looked back at the girls and finally, the princess of Domino spoke up.

"Flora's sick, Miss Fairygonda said it'll be best if she doesn't leave the campus until she feels better. But don't worry, it's nothing serious, Miss Fairygonda diagnosed that it was just a sudden surge of her powers that her body had to adapt to it very slowly, causing this fever."

"Well, it's a good thing it's only a fever," Tecna jumped into the conversation, not taking her eyes off the small hand held device in front of her. "If she pushed herself, this surge of power may cause a sudden relapse into her body, causing comatose or uncontrolled release of energy. But knowing Flora, she'd do anything to be with us on a mission. Weird isn't it? She chose to stay in bed today without putting off a fight." Tecna rolled her eyes from her device to look at me with disgust. Any minute now, I could explode from the pressure these girls are putting me in. It is a relief that my fellow Specialists know nothing of the girls' hatred and despise.

I slid my chair towards the controls of the jet and decided to ignore the Winx. Riven started the main engine and proceeded to start the two sub engines as well. The wings of the jet roared and gave a Sky glanced at the control panel and frowned at Timmy and Brandon.

"Hey, aren't we supposed to load the compartments with Ecelier? External compartment 405 is empty." Sky asked in a stern voice. Riven shook his head and looked at Brandon and Timmy.

"What? I thought it was Riven's turn to load the 405!" Timmy exclaimed, pointing fingers at Riven who was absolutely hopeless when it comes to teamwork and taking turns to check the compartment.

"Well, we can't enter La Satture's fortress unless we have enough supply of Ecelier." Sky replied as he scratched his forehead in dismay. "Riven, go back to Red Fountain and get enough Ecelier for the compartment. Timmy, Brandon and I will be rechecking all compartments before we depart, this is a long journey, we can't afford to run out of supplies. Girls, stay put, sorry about this delay." I hear the girls groan, knowing we won't be leaving for another hour or so.

With Sky's instructions that did not include me, I, for once again, fell into a deep well. I stood up, decided to offer help checking in the compartments rather than staying inside the jet with the girls trying to dissolve me with their eyes. I stepped out of the jet and decided to do a round on the external compartments.

"Helia!" Sky called out. I approached him and took the wrench from my hands.

"I think you should visit Flora. The girls said she's sick and it'll be a nice thing to see her before we depart for this mission."

I shrugged and I can feel the uneasiness, building in my stomach and piling up, making me want to throw up. I took the wrench back from Sky. "Flora must be resting; I don't want to disturb her." Shit. The truth is, I know she doesn't want to see me and that is why she did not join this mission. Sky looked a bit puzzled but insisted I see Flora. Again, I declined. I turned my back on Sky and Timmy to help Brandon on the other side of the jet but before I cross the boarding bridge, Musa was in front of me, her face really full of anger.

"Coward." She whispered. I decided to ignore her remark to proceed to checking in the compartments but as soon as I passed her, Stella came running outside the jet, with her hands spread wide onto the sides, blocking my way.

"You're really gonna play it like this?" her high pitched voice was trembling in anger.

"Stella!" Bloom called out. I looked at Bloom in confusion and I can see that she doesn't want any fight to happen anytime soon.

"So you're just gonna run away from our friend? You play dirty, Helia!" Stella continued.

"Stella, stop." Bloom begged. I know that Bloom doesn't want the Specialists to know what happened between me and Flora. Stella's voice was getting pretty loud and Timmy already gave us a curious glance.

"Why won't you talk?!" Stella's voice was already too loud. It was a good thing Sky and Timmy moved to the other side of the jet to check on Brandon. I was alone with the girls who despise me so much. This feeling feels like I've been in trial without any chance of pleading innocent. I tried to push my voice out to reason but all words failed me.

"I'm sorry."

PAAKK!

With a blink of an eye, I can feel a sting on my left cheek. All I can see is Aisha's arm curved in front of me. Her eyes full of hatred, full of disgust. Stella and Tecna's expressions were the same as Aisha's while Bloom and Musa were blank. I can feel the sting in my cheek, I can feel it pulsing. I lowered my head and repeated myself. "I'm sorry."

"Saying sorry to us won't change anything, Helia." Aisha's voice was solid as a rock. An immovable rock. I was out of words to say. I can't even look up to see their faces. I give up. Fuck, I give up.

"What do you want me to do?" I whispered.

"Explain everything to Flora." Musa stated, the tone of her voice, similar to Aisha's.

"I already told you." I was able to finally pull my head up to face them. "I don't love Flora."