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[notsocommon]

Helen had never been away from home without her father and now she was on some strange island with a husband and a baby, neither of which she remembered. She had always prided herself on never fainting but she had come very close when waking up without a stitch of clothing in bed next to a man.

Will had been kind enough to explain that there was a place to get tea and to relax and that was where Helen was now, trying to soothe her jangled nerves. It was terribly awkward, the whole situation, made even worse by this strange technology she did not understand and these people she did not know.

"How much time have I missed? How many years in the future is it now?"

[PB aside, she looks enough like Magnus to be recognizable - just blonde and 17.]

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[swan_diver]

Bella was walking past, Renesmee tucked happily in her sling and sleeping quietly. She hadn't really looked at the young blonde, but the question stopped her.

"I'm sorry?" Bella asked and then gaped. "Helen?"

[notsocommon]

Helen didn't know the girl but Will had explained that she was a doctor and had many patients and friends on the island. As the girl looked about her age, possibly this was a friend and not necessarily a patient. One could hope.

"Ah, yes, I apologize. I seem to have lost my memory entirely and I don't know who you are? It's terribly rude."

[swan_diver]

It took her a moment, but her mind came around to it eventually. The island must have struck with its craziness again, kind of like the morning she woke up half naked with Edward and no idea how she'd gotten there since she'd been in bed with Craig when she'd fallen asleep.

"Don't worry about it," Bella said with a friendly smile, "its the sort of thing you get used to living here. I'm Bella Cullen and this," she patted the baby's back through the sling, "is Renesmee. You first met her an hour or so after she was born."

[notsocommon]

"I have a son myself, apparently, though I cannot remember having married or given birth. He's called Gregory."

Helen would not have believed it except Gregory looked like an even mix of she and Dr. Zimmerman and so it had to have been the case that he was her son. Besides, the name.

"Was I your physician at the time?"

[swan_diver]

"You were, and are," Bella smiled, "but you didn't deliver her. Ness decided she was a little too eager to meet us and didn't give us time to get to the clinic, so that task fell to my husband. I'm more worried about you, though. How are you handling this...ah...whatever it is? Island craziness?"

Her second thought was for Will, and how hard it must've been for him to wake up with a very young girl in bed with him.

[notsocommon]

"No harm has come to me," Helen said, smiling a bit nervously.

"And I suppose that is the best thing I could have asked for. The doctor has not asked that we resume our traditional marriage and all that it entails and he has cared for the child. I think it'll be all right, until I'm used to things."

[swan_diver]

Knowing what she did about Will, she had no doubt that he'd be doing everything he could to make sure his island-messed-with wife was as at ease as she could be under the circumstances. "Will's a good man," Bella confirmed with a nod and a smile. "Almost as much so as my husband, but I think it's part of the wife's code that I have to say things like that. Glad as I am to hear that you haven't been harmed, but I more meant your mental adjustment. I was about your age when I first came here and it can be a lot to get used to."

[tenthlife]

I couldn't say I hadn't been warned about strange things happening on the island. I'd even seen more than my share of them in the form of small fluffy non-sentient forms following me like a mother duck and a former body showing up from literally out of nowhere and causing me to have more than a few restless nights thinking about what lead me here, to this planet. The one I would never leave.

I supposed that seeing Helen looking not like Helen was just another strange experience.

I approached the younger woman slowly, quietly. "I'm not sure of the answer to your question, but I'd be happy to help you figure it out if you'd like?"

[notsocommon]

Helen had always been the sort to put her hopes in research and logical thinking instead of panic and the idea of someone willing to walk with her and explain this ridiculous place was appealing. She drained the last of her tea and put her cup down, nodding once.

"Yes, actually, that would be perfect. Do I...do I know you? Normally?"

[tenthlife]

I smiled and took a seat opposite the younger version of my friend. "Yes, you do. You were my first friend when I first arrived here and we've been very close friends ever since. I watch your son, Gregory, sometimes when you and Will are teaching or need a little time together. They call me Wanderer," I finished and extended a hand.

[notsocommon]

Helen wasn't quite sure what to do with an extended hand. She supposed she could shake it, as men did, but it was not the sort of greeting she was accustomed to between women. "I suppose you intend for me to shake it? I apologize, this island and its traditions are much different than my own back in England."

She shook the other woman's hand lightly, a bit reserved.

[tenthlife]

"It's a new custom for me as well," I said with a smile, meeting the reserved clasp and keeping it brief. "But the hu- the, ah, people here seem to do it often as a form of introduction. I've spent most of my lives adapting to local customs I've never seen before, I guess this one became habit just like any other I've encountered."

I looked at the younger version, my head cocking a little. "So you have no memories at all of the time before you took the form you're in now?"

[notsocommon]

"No. I went to bed with a book after supper with my father and I woke up completely naked in bed with someone claiming to be married to me," Helen said, coloring a bit.

She hadn't really been prepared for waking up naked, not at all. She had never slept that way back home.

[not_so_smooth]

It had taken Sam a bit to get used to looking older. Not that he was horrid looking or anything. Apparently he was one of those guys that got better looking with age. And thank the Primes he didn't end up looking like his dad. That would not have been fun.

He and Cassie had spent the early morning exercising and he had enjoyed being the stronger and faster one, although if the complains of his father were anything to go by, he was going to be feeling this more tomorrow than he was used to.

Now though, it was time for some tea, a habit he had gotten into after preparing it for Dr. Zimmerman so much. He hadn't even paid a whole lot of attention to the girl already there until she spoke up.

"Helen?" he asked, turning around at the unmistakable sound of her voice.

[notsocommon]

Helen had gotten used to being addressed by people she did not know but this man certainly wasn't someone she recognized. She smiled a bit, nervous. "I apologize, I don't recall who you are. I'm quite new and apparently have forgotten everyone I know."

[not_so_smooth]

"That's okay. I normally don't look like this. Usually I look more your age and you look closer to mine only in a lot better shape," Sam said. Of course, Helen was actually much, much older than she looked but no need to weird the girl out.

Besides, he was pretty weirded out as it was. Seeing Helen around his age did not help his giant crush on her at all.

"I'm Sam Witwicky," he said, extending a hand.

[notsocommon]

Helen was still not sure what to do with an offered hand and she hesitated for a moment before reaching out and clasping his warmly. It wasn't exactly a handshake, more of a handhold, but it was something.

"Helen Magnus. Though...I suppose you knew that already, didn't you?"

[not_so_smooth]

"Yeah, I'm your student-slash-assistant, actually," Sam said, scratching the back of his head in thought. This was really weird for him. In the grand scheme of things it wasn't all that weird in terms of what the island could do but it was weird for him personally.

"So everything here on the island is brand new to you, isn't it?"

[notsocommon]

"Very new," Helen said, smiling a bit nervously.

"I've been told I'm a wife and mother and I remember neither my wedding night nor giving birth. I am...coping possibly as well as to be expected with that knowledge, on top of the island itself. I'm your teacher? It seems impossible. They won't even let me take classes at university back home."

[thedevamper]

Nikola was as always, flawless, apparently the island was compromising her mind but she was still perfection personified. She just had to do something about her wardrobe, evidence showed at some point she had been male though she had no recollection of it and her wardrobe, whilst smart was not what she wanted to wear. Nothing fit anywhere or showed off her rather wonderful legs, really what was the point of being flawless if she was not going to let the island know it?

She'd managed to so far acquire some clothing but really, it wasn't right. Nor was the fact Helen looked positively jailbait.

"I don't know how old are you?" Nikola replied, looking Helen up and down with her usual smirk. "This is new, I don't remember you this young. Interesting. No wonder John was so possessive."

[notsocommon]

Helen didn't know this woman and while that wasn't shocking, she spoke with a familiarity that told Helen that she should know who she was.

"I'm sorry, I don't follow. Who is John?"

[thedevamper]

"Your f- stalker, he was awful really. He used to follow you around like some crazed, psychopathic serial killer whilst we were at Oxford together." Nikola said with a pleased smirk. Ah, definitely a younger Helen then. A younger Helen with no memory of her, well that could come to her advantage. "You don't remember me then? Helen, I am very disappointed. How could you forget me?"

[notsocommon]

"No, I apologize. I would never intentionally forget you," Helen assured her. "I have had memory trouble...my husband, Dr. Zimmerman, tried to explain some of it to me and I still don't quite understand it all. What is your name?"

[thedevamper]

"Good, because we had some very... good times together." Nikola said subtly, letting her eyelashes touch her cheeks coquettishly before looking up at Helen with a knowing little smile. Oh, she was naughty and Helen would kill her... eventually. Just not yet. "Nikola, Nikola Tesla. The greatest scientist of the Victorian era and beyond. Your best friend clearly."

[notsocommon]

"Well, it is my pleasure," Helen said, leaning in to kiss her cheeks. "I wish I could remember. Perhaps it will come back to me soon?"

"Have you been here long?"