Oh Goodness. This was meant to be a one shot piece of fluff for my own enjoyment but it has turned into this - (sighs). I wrote all 12 thousand words of this fic yesterday, but you know - when it flows it flows :) Still got a bit more I want to write but it is mostly finished. The original one shot was inspired by the song "Sail" by AWOLNATION. It is not integral to the story for you to listen to it but you'll get where i'm coming from better if you do :) It's a crazy awesome song!

Anywho. Here is the first 2 thousand or so words :)

*Disclaimer* - Nothing but the story line belongs to me.

xx

SAIL

Part 1

Helen Magnus was exhausted. Resting her head in her hands gently she let go of a ragged breath and tried to clear her mind. The last few days had been unbelievably taxing, even after a 113 year holiday. She'd only gotten back from Area 51 three days ago and already her paperwork was piling up and the recently acquired secret data from SCIU was keeping her and her team more than busy. Grasping at a tendril of strength she breathed deeply and straightened up, refocusing her eyes on the computer screen in front of her. She began going through another encoded file and resorting the information into the Sanctuary archives. It was only a few minutes later that she heard it.

The first few notes of music floated up from her computer, surprisingly loud in her empty office. She frowned. Was that... no. Everyone in the Sanctuary had gone to bed hours ago. It was only her burning the midnight oil. She checked her wrist watch. It was 3:15am. Maybe she was more tired than she realised. She blinked rapidly and tried to refocus. It was still there. She frowned and saved and exited the work open on her computer. She checked the desktop, no music player was open. What the hell was going on?

"Sail"

Wait. The music was not coming from the computer. She grasped for the walkie-talkie next to her, holding it up to her ear. It grew louder. Bloody hell. Someone was playing music through her radio!

Her whole team was asleep, so it couldn't be one of them having a laugh. The only other spare radio she kept was in her own bedroom in case of emergency. She stood up quickly, grabbing her gun from her desk drawer and cocking it swiftly. Taking the radio with her she hurried from her office.

"This is how I show my love"

The lyrics floated up to her ears as she made her way down the office corridor. She picked up her pace slightly. Who the hell was in her bedroom!

"I made it in my mind because
I blame it on my ADD baby"

Reaching the lift she hurriedly pressed the residential wing button. As the lift doors closed she glanced down at the radio.

"This is how an angel dies
Blame it on my own sick pride
Blame it on my ADD baby"

A million possibilities ran through her mind as the lift ascended.

"Sail"

Her team wouldn't play like this with her.

"Sail"

No one could have broken in, she would have noticed.

"Sail"

The abnormal levels were completely sealed off from the residential part of the building.

"Sail"

The EM shield was still up.

"Sail"

The lift pinged and she darted out, gun held out in front of her.

"Maybe I should cry for help
Maybe I should kill myself
Blame it on my ADD baby"

She made her way quickly to the ornate door of her bedroom, constantly looking around for danger. She could faintly make out the same song playing on the other side of the door. Setting her jaw firmly she reached for the door handle. Turning it quickly she burst into her own room, gun at the ready.

It was completely empty. Helen's eyes darted around suspiciously, her heart thumping heavily in her chest. Moving to her desk she saw the radio placed next to one of her computer's speakers.

"You work too hard, Helen." A voice floated above the music. Helen spun instantly, gun outstretched. Her door swung closed with a click, revealing the figure hidden behind it.

"Maybe I'm a different breed
Maybe I'm not listening
So blame it on my ADD baby"

She glared at him, gun still pointing at his chest.

"Nikola! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Stood across her room was the form of Nikola Tesla, leaning casually on her bedroom door. He was dressed head to toe in black, a long jacket covering his usual tailored suit. His hair was its customary electric self and he wore a look of complete innocence.

"Sail"

He quirked an eyebrow at her slowly, a smirk plastered onto his face.

"Well, I was waiting for you to retire for the night but you never seem to stop working. I had to do something to get you to your bedroom" he started to slowly stalk towards her.

"Sail"

She kept her gun pointed directly at him, moving backwards as he moved towards her.

"How the bloody hell did you get in here? It didn't even resister on the security system!"

"Sail"

"Genius, remember?" he retorted, steadily backing her up.

Helen stopped abruptly as she felt her desk hit the back of her thighs. She swallowed hard, grasping her gun more tightly.

"Sail"

"You could have made an appointment to see me Nikola, why the hell did you break in to my bedroom?"

He ceased his advance, the gun Helen had aimed at him was nearly touching his nose as he laughed lightly.

"Sail"

"Ah, remember, the Sanctuary is out in the cold. We're on opposite sides Helen, I couldn't risk seeing you formally."

She let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding.

"Sail"

She raised her eyebrows at him expectantly, still unsure of the situation.

"Fine. Now kindly explain why you needed to see me so urgently that you broke into my Sanctuary and my bedroom at three in the morning?"

"Sail"

He raised a hand slowly, placing it on the barrel of the gun in his face. Slowly, his eyes locked onto hers, he lowered it, stepping forward as he brought her hand down. She should fight him, she should demand an explanation. Instead she just watched as he edged closer to her. Her jaw tightened minutely as he stopped, his face inches away from her. She could feel the coolness radiating from the Vampire's body and his scent filled her nostrils making her thoughts languid and her senses confused.

"Sail"

"I came to apologise, Helen" he whispered just above the music.

"Sail"

She felt his breath brush her lips as he spoke, making her shudder involuntarily as she tried to make sense of what he was saying.

"Nikola Tesla, apologising?" she quipped. He couldn't be serious.

"Sail"

"I never meant to betray you"

Her heart clenched when she saw the look in his eyes. His gaze seared into her. She tried to move further backwards as he came impossibly closer. She took in a sharp breath as she felt his body come into contact with hers, his chest pressed against hers. Her gun was pointed straight at the ground, Nikola's hand still clasped over the barrel, keeping it there. She felt his hand slide upwards, gripping over her own. She could not help the way her eyes fluttered as she felt his breath millimetres away from her ear, his lips gently brushing the lobe.

"Let me make it up to you" he breathed.

"Sail"

"Nikola" she started, her voice wavering. "You can't just come in here and..." she faltered as she felt him place a hot, lingering kiss just under her right ear.

"Helen" he smiled against her neck. "I'm sorry"

She leaned into his touch as he kissed the same sensitive spot again. He felt her swallow hard and smirked again, this time sucking gently on the smooth skin under his mouth. She let out a soft moan at this.

"Please Helen, forgive me?" he growled into her neck. Her eyes closed fully as the vibrations travelled through her. He pulled away from her neck and placed a light kiss on her jaw.

"Forgive me?" he whispered, his free hand coming up to grip her arm tightly, pulling her even closer to him. Her eyes were still closed as he moved his feather light kisses across her jaw line and up onto her cheek. Coherent thought was not possible for her as she felt him turn his head and rub his nose against hers gently.

"Helen..." he whispered against her skin. "I truly am sorry"

She forced herself to open her eyes, breaking her mind from the haze that had descended around it. She was so close to him she could make out every single eyelash that hooded his eyes. She let her mouth slowly open to facilitate breathing as she stared at him. She felt the hand that was wrapped around her arm slide down to her fisted hand. Slowly, delicately, he unwound her fingers and threaded his own through them, clutching her hand tightly. She turned her head slightly to look down at their entwined fingers, his thumb gently stroking circles around the back of her hand.

She raked her eyes back up and looked into his. He stared at her for what felt like hours before his gaze flicked to her lips, then back up to her eyes. Slowly, drawing out the movement, Nikola released his hold on her hand which clutched the gun and stroked his fingertips up her arm, the touch ghosting over her skin, causing her to shiver. He slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her up against him, his entire body now pressed against every inch of her.

"Helen" he whispered once again, his breath causing the hair that framed her face to flutter. She continued looking at him with huge eyes, like she couldn't quite believe what was happening.

"I'm..." he hesitated for the first time that night, he hadn't meant to confess this but, being here, with her, being so impossibly close to her, he couldn't help it. "...I'm in love with you Helen".

The entire world stopped for Helen Magnus. This wasn't one of his silly games, he wasn't trying to trick her or confuse her or convince her of something. She was looking so deeply into his eyes she couldn't help but feel the sincerity of his words.

"I think I've been in love with you for most of my life" he smiled a sad smile down at her, carrying on tentatively when he realised she hadn't run away screaming. She breathed out a shuddering breath and relaxed fully into his touch, her body moulding to the contours of his. She closed her eyes once again and had to bite back a sob.

Nikola's smile turned into a frown which was replaced by a look of incredulity as he heard the resounding thud of the gun slipping from her hand and hitting the hardwood floor. He jumped slightly when he felt her hand reach up and cup his cheek.

"Oh, Niko..." she whispered, her forehead pressed against his.

He could not restrain himself any longer and grasped her waist with both hands, lifting her up to seat her on the edge of her desk, his lips still hovering millimetres from hers. He pressed himself against her as she wrapped a leg around his hips, pulling him closer.

"God, Niko. Kiss me" she almost begged.

Yes, sooooo, that was the original. They I just got absolutely carried away.

haha.

Please tell me what you think :)