Sasha slips into the ladies room first. She opens the door and nods. Only then does Desmond give Helen a kiss on the forehead and allow her to enter the room. It doesn't take Helen long to use the toilet. She is washing her hands when her so called mother enters the room.

"You left our house to be with Mr. Call?" Her mother demands. 

"No, I left that prison so I wouldn't have to marry the perverted abusive ass you were trying to force me to marry. By the way, forced marriages aren't legal." Helen ignored her mother for a few moments while she washed her hands and then responded.

"You little bitch," her mother goes to strike Helen and finds her hand stopped rather firmly and a strange female is the one holding it.

"You will speak to Helen with more respect and never again attempt to strike her." Sasha tells the female in a very strange tone of voice. Helen looks at Sasha rather quizzically.

Sasha responds to the unasked question. "I hypnotized her. Well, it's not really hypnotizing but something similar. This will make a person do whatever a vampire wants even if it goes against everything a person truly believes. Hypnotizing won't allow that. She won't hurt you again. Your sperm donor I can't guarantee yet."

With those words the two leave. Sasha whispers about what Helen's mother tried to do and it was everything Desmond had in him to not rip that female to pieces. "Do you wish to leave now? We can." Desmond says after getting himself under control.

Helen gives him a small smile, "No, I'm good. Sasha saved me. They should be serving dinner. Do you need blood?"

Desmond smiles at her, "I can eat the food, don't worry about me. If I was pure vampire than I would need blood."

Desmond offers her his arm once more and takes her back to the ballroom. Sasha melts back into the shadows. 

They get back just in time to find their seats before dinner is announced and those still standing also look for and find their seats. Desmond introduces Helen to those sharing their table and they all make small talk until the food is served.

The two leave shortly after dinner is served. It had been a very hard night for Helen. She had found the man her parents sold her to and pointed him out to Desmond and she wondered if that was a mistake since Desmond had a hard time remaining in control and nearly lost it when the man had the temerity of trying to talk to Helen.

It wasn't long after that they left and Desmond was frowning at how hard Helen was shaking after the near confrontation. At least he now knows who to destroy and he will completely.

He holds Helen as the car comes around and she doesn't show any signs of distress from him doing so.

Desmond escorts her to her room. He kisses her forehead and tells her one more time. "The car will be waiting for you at nine. Money, credit cards and names and addresses will all be in the glove compartment. Thank you for giving me this night. Just be happy, that's all I ask." Then he kisses her once more on the forehead and goes to leave.

"You aren't going to see me off tomorrow?" Helen asks confused and a bit scared.

Desmond gives her a small sad smile. "No, it will take everything in me to allow you to leave as I stay in my office. Should I see you off I wouldn't be able to let you go. I made you a promise and I will keep it no matter how much I don't want to."

"Desmond, wait, don't go." Helen says after biting her lip and thinking over his words.

"Helen, I have to leave now in order to keep my promise to you. My control is about gone and I won't ever again touch you without permission."

"I-I want you to stay the night with me." Helen tells him.

"Helen," Desmond closes his eyes fighting to control himself before continuing. "If I stay the night with you I won't be able to stop myself from being with you sexually. You don't want that, my touch makes you sick."

"I've thought a great deal over what you told me. You didn't understand and when you did you stayed away. You have fulfilled your promises to me and even gave me more than what you promised. I understand that you never meant to harm me. I'm not sure how well I'll be able to handle it, but for this night at least I would like to be with you. I am asking you to be with me sexually."

"Helen, I go in there, there is no going back. I won't be able to stop. I just don't have the control tonight."

"I understand. I will accept any consequences both good and bad. You are hurting by not being with me. You told me that demons need sex and Sasha told me that once you find your mate that you can't be with others sexually. You have respected my boundaries even though it has cost you a great deal of pain. At the very least I can ease your pain for the night."

"I doubt that it will be just once."

Helen smirks, "Well if the kiss you gave me earlier is a promise of what is to come then I think I'll be able to handle multiple times. I just don't know if I'll be able to handle it, so if I freeze up I'm sorry."

Desmond gently caresses her face. "If you freeze I'll do my best to stop and leave, but I can't promise you that I will." Then he leans down and gently kisses her and when she responds he deepens the kiss. Helen finds the doorknob and opens the door and they enter her room.

For the first time ever Helen is enjoying the experience of kissing and being touched. Desmond is letting her lead and only doing what she does to him first. It doesn't take long for the clothes to be nothing more than a memory and even the jewels don't take long to be removed. Desmond only removes them because they would get in the way especially the tiara. If he ever got another time to be with her he would like her to just wear the jewels as he shows his devotion to her.

He stops those thoughts and concentrates on just making sure that Helen is well pleasured and enjoys this time with him.

The tears on her face when he's done makes him panic. "I'm sorry, so sorry, I shouldn't have come in. I'll leave now." Desmond says leaving her side and preparing to get off the bed.

"Don't apologize. These are tears of joy. That was the most beautiful thing to ever happen to me. Desmond, it was better than anything I could ever believe possible. Thank you."

Desmond freezes at her words and turns back to her. "You mean that?"

Helen smiles tiredly at him, "Yeah, I couldn't think of anything more perfect."

Slowly Desmond smiles. "It was most definitely my pleasure, angel. Stay still, let me take care of you."

Helen doesn't have the strength to move but frowns at his words. Take care of her? What is he going to do? Then she hears the bath tub and assumes that he's started a bath. He comes back in shortly after and gently gathers her in his arms.

"You are likely very sore. A soak in the tub will help with that. I tried to be not so rough but it's been so long that I lost control a couple of times. I hope this time you don't feel dirty or the need to scrub yourself raw."

Helen gives him a rather lazy and satisfied smile, "Oh no, I have no desire to scrub myself and I feel more beautiful and desired than I have ever before."

"Good that's how I had hoped you would feel." Desmond takes out an attachment and gently sprays her hair. "Just relax as I wash your hair."

Helen does as he instructs and when he's finished asks, "You are done washing me?"

Desmond laughs and the dark sound makes her want him all over again. "Oh, no, my sweet, not if you want me to help you further." With those words Desmond takes the sponge and gently washes her thoroughly.

Once she's all hot and bothered he rinses her off and lets out the water. He doesn't let her do more than stand there as he dries her off and makes sure that she is moisturized completely. "Stay here," Desmond says softly wrapping the towel around her and disappearing into her bedroom.

She doesn't have long to wonder where he went when he returns and carries her back to the bed. A bed that he has changed the sheets on.

It doesn't take long before they kiss and things get heated once more.

After several sessions of being made love to Helen finally falls asleep around five.

"It's going to damn near kill me to let you go in a few hours. Sleep well, Helen, and I hope you find someone to love you the way you deserve." Desmond gives her one final kiss on her head before sliding off the bed one last time. He cleans her up and then gently sets the covers over her before leaving.

He doesn't dare take another look or he wouldn't be able to leave her again. He sighs as he gently closes her door.