Kyle could tell Helena was... regretting? her decision to ask about his power. It was an interesting response. He'd never seen someone acknowledge how horrible his power could be, even just in their body language. Her uncertainty at what to saw was another sign. After she attempted to speak, and then got up he wasn't sure of her intentions until she moved over next to him and took his hand, something that surprised him a bit. He felt a bit awkward, but considering her next comment he could tell she did as well.

Their proximity and the nature of what he was about to see made him a bit uncomfortable. Mostly because she seemed to uncomfortable herself but when she explained she was sure, he tried to steady himself as well. This was something that was so bad it gave her nightmares, and so bad she didn't even want to SPEAK of it. He needed to be sure he COULD pull out when it was done, his power required quite a lot of focus, and he wanted to make sure he didn't accidentally release his hold and allow his power full rein. He was a bit happy she trusted him, but her tone made him weary. Kyle would have to make sure not to break her trust. "I'll try." He responded, semi-joking, to her last comment. He was obviously trying to calm himself down as well. He coughed a bit, brushing his hear back over his head with his free hand before nodding slowly and looking at her. "Tell me when."

Helena took a deep breath and consentrated. She knew she could relive some of her former vision if they had appeared frequently. "Okay then." She said, her voice shakining a bit as the familiar corridor appeared.

He was pacing back and forth. His parents was there sitting paitiently, telling him it was going to be fine. He shouted at them to keep quiet and continued pacing. When the doctor came, he rushed over. "How did it go?" He asked in a shaken tone. The doctor looked down, and dread filled him. "She didn't make it." Panic filled him and he ran for the room.

He opened the door and looked at the bloody bed. "Helena ..." There she was, sitting on the bed. She was bloody and her whole body was trembling. In her arms was a bundle. "I couldn't save her." She whispered as tears ran down her cheeks and she held the bundle close to her. He walked closer and looked at the bundle. A little girl. Stillborn. Saddness overwhelmed him and he looked at his wife and hugged her.

"That's enough." She said. Her voice was shaking, and she had tears running down her cheeks, and moved a hand up to wipe them away. She looked at him. "I'm so sorry." She said.

Kyle waited until Helena prepared and then opened his mind to hers, feeling her memories of the vision rush into his head. It was surprising to say the least. The feelings where so real he accidentally began gripping Helena's hand quite tightly.

He was pacing back and forth. His parents was there sitting paitiently, telling him it was going to be fine. He shouted at them to keep quiet and continued pacing. When the doctor came, he rushed over. "How did it go?" He asked in a shaken tone. The doctor looked down, and dread filled him. "She didn't make it." Panic filled him and he ran for the room.

He almost lost a grip on his power, but was obviously struggling to keep focused. As it progressed, he actually began to shake as much as she was, if not more. His eyes began to fill with tears and his hand slipped from Helena's.

He opened the door and looked at the bloody bed. "Helena ..." There she was, sitting on the bed. She was bloody and her whole body was trembling. In her arms was a bundle. "I couldn't save her." She whispered as tears ran down her cheeks and she held the bundle close to her. He walked closer and looked at the bundle. A little girl. Stillborn. Saddness overwhelmed him and he looked at his wife and hugged her.

When it ended, Kyle was hunched over, turned slightly away from Helena. Despite his hand covering his eyes, it was obviously he was crying. Holding up the hand that had been previously holding hers as though to stop her from speaking he chocked out words between quiet sobs. "Just... just hold on. Don't think. I- I can't hold it- back." He said, still visibly shaking. His mind was overwhelmed by the feelings and his power was running full blast, Helena's thoughts front and center due to proximity. Kyle had lost control of his emotions around Helena before, last night was a good example, but seeing the man so heart-broken was probably a new experience. He seemed to be struggling in more ways then one, his torn facial expression visible as well behind his attempt to hide his face. It seemed he was unable to stop crying, and it was difficult for him to remain as composed as he currently was. Kyle was close to breaking down completely, and keeping from that was hard enough. Controlling his power was a near impossibility at this point and there was nothing he could do to change that.

((:D Can't wait to see her reaction. Poor Kyle.))

Helena felt a shock when her eyes refocused to see Kyle cry in front of her. Don't think... How could she not think. She immediately was hit with the guilt of showing him her vision. It hadn't been fair. She should have had the guts to tell him. Telling would have been better than this. Now Kyle was sitting there crying and she was frozen in shock unable to understand what had happened. She didn't even feel angry about caring. She wasn't mean! She had been the cause, so it was her fault. Kyle always seemed to be in such control. He always had that know it all smirk on his lips that annoyed her to no end, and now she had made him cry.

She hesitated, before standing up and hugged Kyle. "I'm sorry. It was mean of me." She said. He had probably heard her mind already, but she wanted him to know it was okay. She wasn't mad. The thoughts she had now was okay for him to see. He didn't have to feel guilty reading them. She had asked him to see her vision, and she was now prepared for the aftermath. Part of her was annoyed that she acted like this, but she pushed her desire to be troublesome away. Kyle didn't deserve her hate. He hadn't been mean to her. He hadn't seen her like a object. Like a trophy such as their parents. He had seen her as a human being, so to speak.

As Helena's thoughts continued to flood his mind he was hit with several different revelations. One of them was that she was blaming herself for showing him the vision. She had been right, seeing it explained things much better then telling it. "It's- not ...-r fault." Kyle whispered, holding back quiet sobs, as his face was buried into Helena's shoulder while she hugged him. He couldn't speak well, with tears threatening to overwhelm him and the angle, but he did manage to get most of the sentence out at a hearable volume.

He tried to speak again in response to her actual comment, but a sob broke through and he stopped. Trying to speak was only going to make this worse. Helena was warm, and her presence comforting. Knowing the reason she had always been so angry with him actually made him almost laugh, which sounded odd as he was still crying. Her reasoning and current actions all made much more sense when he knew her thoughts, and he relaxed, allowing his face to bury deeper into her shoulder.

After a while his sobs and shaking seemed to stop, though tears were still streaming down his face. "Thank you." Kyle seemed calmer now, but his power was still going. He moved as though to sit up, feeling awkward over being comforted and unused to such attention. Having someone care so much for his well being was odd, and he almost wanted to get away. This unsure feeling was clear on his face, and it looked like he wasn't sure what to expect. "Maybe we should go somewhere else." He managed, trying to pull back his power and wipe his eyes, both of which almost worked. His power was receding, but he was still getting hints of Helena's mind, especially the more powerful thoughts. Part of him was saying this was a bad place to be in, and he was trying to his best to not just retreat to a 'safe' place.

Helena looked at him and then crossed her arms. They were both a mess. Come on, get back you being an arrogant noble again. she thought. It had all been so easier when Kyle was just yet another noble that Helena could hate. "You don't need to thank me, it would have been cruel not to help." She simply offered. She didn't want to ... Wait was he still in her head? She looked at him. She wondered how much control he had right now. She really was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with having him inside her head since she usually thought ...

No! Helena shook her head. She was not going to think about that!

He looked at Kyle. "Are you out of my head now?" He asked seeing as Kyle had calmed down, which was a huge relief. Damn idiot had near made her panic when his mask had just shattered like that. She looked down at her arms. She felt guilty. She was going to lose their first born. It was a quite possibly future now. She had had that vision while being promised to two different people. It had to something with her body. Maybe she wouldn't be able to give birth to a living child.

"I ... I shouldn't have shown you that." She said and then stormed out o true kitchen. She didn't want to be near Kyle at the moment. She needed to clear her head.

When Kyle caught Helena's thought, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. Sniffing a bit and pushing his hair out of his face he nodded. "Thanks anyway." He said, obviously calmed down now. Well, at least on the outside. He was still a wreck, but he was at the point he could hide it decently well. His control was getting better, he could tell Helena was panicking about something, but since she was switching around a lot it has hard to catch what. Though as long as she was in the same room it would be hard to pull away completely since he was having enough trouble staying the 'arrogant noble.'

"It will be easier if we weren't so close, but I'm mostly catching snatches at this point." He said truthfully. Kyle figured lying at this point would be stupid, though he could probably force it to stop. He did notice the guilt though, which caused him pause. She was obviously blaming herself for this, and she was adamant enough that he was catching most of those thoughts. Or, at least enough to get the gist of what she was thinking. Suddenly she stopped and went to storm off, stating her regret for the decision but Kyle grabbed her shoulder. "Look, Helena, this isn't your fault, I don't know why you're so convinced it is, but I feel I needed to tell you..." He looked like he was unsure of what to say and sounded oddly distracted as though something had caught his attention.

Releasing her arm he moved back. "I'll be in the study, if you want-" Suddenly Kyle seemed angry over something, and was gripping his head in both arms. "Seems my mother is here, probably to complain about my absence. Stay in the room alright? I doubt you want to deal with her-" He seemed to twitch, obviously over something he was catching. "I'd hurry, she's almost here and I doubt she'll wait to barge in. I forgot to lock the door last night." He stood up and walked over to the sink, splashing his face with some of the water inside. He brushed his hair back and straightened his now damp clothes a bit. Kyle still looked a mess, but it looked more like it was because he had been doing some kind of work. "I'll catch her at the door." He said, heading out of the kitchen.

((Felt like changing things up a bit. :D))

((EDIT: I just realized she's still wearing his shirt. XD))

Helena actually glared at him when she was stopped. Couldn't she be allowed to escape? She was still just standing there in her sleeping gown with Kyle's shirt on. She was about to yell at him, when he let go of her shoulder. When he said his mother was coming a small panic started to come into her. She couldn't let Kyle's mother see her like this. When Kyle seemed to give her a way out relief emitted out of her, but then she got annoyed that Kyle could so easily make her go from annoyed with him to grateful.

Instead of saying anything she just nodded and hurried back into the bedroom. She saw the dress that she had picked this morning. The blue one that was elegant and very proper. She quickly got undressed and got the dress on. Her hair was a mess, so she undid her twin tails and started brushing it, while waiting for Kyle to kindly kicking her out. Meeting Kyle's parent had made her so grateful that they were living for themselves. She wouldn't have survived the year with them around.

With her hair down and her in the dress, she actually looked beautiful. She was amazed how a little change of her hair could make the difference between cute and beautiful. Then she could suddenly hear voices approaching. She started to panic again when she registered one of them to be Kyle's. that meant the female one was his mother. Why were they coming here? She hadn't even time to set her hair, when a knock came on the door. She quickly shoved her sleeping gown and the shirt under the cover and made he bed and stood there. "Yes?" The door opened and Kyle's mother stepped in. She looked around and then her eyes landed on Helena. Helena most of all wanted to hide from her. She always had something to complain about. "So, you finally discarded that childish hair style?" She said. Helena looked down. "I just-" "look at me when you talk!" Helena's head snapped up and she looked at Kyle's mother. "I just felt like trying something new, mam." She stated. The bitch seemed quite pleased with the fact that she was making her uncomfortable. It made Helena want to bit her ear off.

Kyle had been so distracted by the presence of his mother he hadn't actually noticed Helena's glare or her panic. By the time he had started heading out of the room she was already hurrying back to the bedroom. Sighing as he felt his mother closing in on the front door he managed to make it there right before she could. Opening the door he simply stared at her, waiting to see how she responded.

She was obviously thrown off by his sudden appearance. "Oh, I was not aware you were expecting me." She said politely, obviously unnerved. Kyle just looked at her. "I could sense you coming over, thought it would be polite to greet you. Isn't that what you always said?" He replied, returning her polite and yet rude comment with one of his own. "What was it you needed Mother?" While Kyle had chosen not to read Helena's mind, he was not exerting such control over his mothers. While her current intentions were unclear, you opinion of his appearance was not. "What is with that appearance darling, what would you do if you had real company?" She said, patting his shirt and smiling. "I was cleaning up after me and Helena, the staff is gone and we just finished breakfast." He knew this would annoy her, which is partially why he said it.

At this point she seemed to raise an eyebrow. "Really? Then why isn't she here?" His mother moved past him right as she had the thought, and without being rough there was no real way of stopping her. "She's in the room, preparing for the day. You know how woman need time to prepare." Kyle said, hoping to stop her before she marched upstairs. Sadly it did not work. "I'm sure she won't mind seeing her mother-in-law." His mother said, obviously suspecting something. She seemed to be under the impression that Helena had stopped him from showing up, which was true, but her reasoning was quite flawed. His mother hated losing things that she deemed hers, or at least what she could manipulate, and despite the fact Kyle tried to avoid this fate she still thought of him this way.

As she marched up the stairs, Kyle tried to talk her down to no avail. She ignored his comments and knocked on the door, barging in and politely insulting Helena. This itself annoyed him, as the reason was a bad one. Helena was in no way using her 'feminine wiles' to seduce him away from her. Besides, she was the one who'd chosen those outfits, you think his mother would choose one or the other. "I told you she was just changing, was this really necessary?" Kyle said, leaning on the door frame. His facial expression showed he was obviously annoyed. Having his parents, and brother, burst into the house was one thing but them harassing his wife-to-be (or anyone else for that matter) was another.

When Kyle looked at Helena, who was obviously quite uncomfortable (and for good reason), he was a bit taken aback by her quick transformation. She really knew what looked good on her, and she looked quite beautiful. No wonder his mother had responded so badly, she was quite a jealous woman. "Now Kyle, I believe it's time for a talk between girls, and we can't really have you hanging around." He mother said, trying to play that card. Kyle snapped out of it, and just smiled as a thought crossed his mind. "Helena had agreed to walk around the garden with me while it was still overcast, which as you can see will only last for a while longer." He responded quickly, adding the next part before she could start. "You're free to join us, I would just hate to waste such good weather, won't you?" This left her little choose but to leave the talk for later, or do it with Kyle there. Any attempt at forcing him out now would seem rude, something his mother would never do outright.

Helena panicked as Kyle's mother asked to be alone with her. She never did that. Her eyes darted to Kyle and she was so relieved when he seemed to take mercy on her. His mother looked at her with an annoyed expression. "I see, it would be a shame to waste such an opportunity. Helena wanted most of all just to shove her into the sunlight and watch her burn, but she gratefully hurried over to Kyle and half hid herself behind him. The bitch glared at her, but then walked out. "We better go then. I haven't been out in the garden for a while." Helena looked at Kyle. Was it mean to tell Kyle that his mother was a hell spawn satan? Maybe. She should probably keep it to herself for the time being. They followed after his mother. "You missed the meeting yesterday. Can I ask why?"

Helena jumped and then looked down at her feet. She had stopped him. She had been crying and begged him to stay home. It was to save his life! But she knew the bitch wouldn't see it that way. She would see it as her silly attempt to be together with Kyle. She bit her lower lip. For one that should be overjoyed with the marriage Kyle's mother really hated her. Her parents had celebrated the big day.

It just seemed like Kyle's family thought of her as the lowest kind of dirt and had their fun stepping on her at every opportunity they had. As her personal way to annoy his mother, she started clinging to Kyle's arm. The glare she got from that showed that it worked. She felt a tad happier about that. She looked up at Kyle. He was on her side, right? He had helped her get out of a talk with this devil, so he had to be. He seemed annoyed with his mom too. That had to be a good sign.