Things that go bump in the night - chapter 5
Title: Things that go bump in the night.
Author: Athena
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Pairing: HG Wells & Myka Bering
Rating: PG+ish for kissing and touching
Spoiler: season 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely ladies. Not writing for profit, just for entertainment.
Summary: HG and Claudia are plotting something. Myka is getting annoyed and frustrated that she can’t find out what they are up to. Spookiness, silliness and kissing.
Chapter 1 & 2
Chapter 3 & 4
Chapter 5 - Halloween in Univille
Myka glanced at HG and smiled. She was in her element. Standing amongst a small crowd of people she was entertaining them with stories from her life. Myka snickered at the thought of how they would react if they knew that this was actually THE freaking HG Wells, not just a woman dressed up for Halloween. She thought about it for a moment and reflected back on her own thoughts about HG. She really had been a bit star struck in the beginning. HG Wells had been such a huge part of her childhood, she felt like she knew him, well, her. She smiled wondering if HG had realized how infatuated she had been with her before she even got to know her. She tried to sift through the emotions associated with their earlier meetings.
In London she had felt awe and excitement when Artie told her that HG Wells was a woman. It had completely turned her world upside down, only to kick her in the guts when she realized that HG Wells was just a woman unable to withstand Pete’s charm. She had been angry at her. An unexplained rage had flared up inside. She remembers feeling it soar through her entire being. Thinking about it, she finally realized that she had felt let down, that HG had fallen from the high pedestal she had put “him” on. She had meant it when she had threatened HG to shoot her there in her own house in London. She glanced at HG again when she heard her laugh. She was so full of life tonight. Myka watched HG open the book she had brought and heard her start to read. After a few moments HG took a sip of her wine and glanced at her audience. She was stunning.
When they had met again weeks later while trying to retrieve the medal from the wrestling coach’s office she had again felt anger and betrayal. HG had again fallen from the pedestal, this time becoming a thief and an enemy. She had managed to understand and accept London and the inperceptor vest. She had even started to understand why HG had eliminated MacPhearson. She remembered standing in HG’s living room telling her that MacPhearson could not be trusted and that he most likely would kill her. She had basically told HG that he was a serious threat that needed to be dealt with. And HG had taken it up on herself to do so.
She heard laughter and realized that HG had stopped her little impromptu literature reading. She saw a young girl, maybe 12 or 13 years old approach her and gently touch her arm. She was dressed up as an elf, with ears and all. HG leaned down and smiled at her. The girl asked her something. Myka smiled when she saw HG pat her cheek and nod. The girl handed her a piece of paper and HG pulled out her favorite fountain pen. Myka smiled. She always found it amazing that HG managed to carry that damn pen. She lost pens all the time, but HG seemed somehow to be tethered to her favorite writing tool. Or maybe it was just the other way around? Myka watched as she wrote something on the note and then signed it. She could tell from the flowing movement of her hand. She smiled at the girl who blushed. Myka grinned. HG really did have a strong impact on people. No matter if they knew the truth or not. HG had an enormous charisma that few people could withstand. Deciding that she needed some HG-ness herself she left her seat and approached her. She linked her arm with HG’s and smiled at her.
“Myka darling,” she said happily. “Are you having a good time?”
Myka nodded. “I’m enjoying watching you,” she said softly. “You’re amazing.”
HG chuckled. “It almost feels like the old days,” she admitted softly.
“I’m glad,” Myka said sincerely. “Would you like something to drink?” she asked noticing that HG’s wine glass was empty. HG nodded.
“Now if you will please excuse me for a moment,” she said and smiled at her little audience. “I have a lady to attend to.”
There was more laughter and the little group started to dissolve. The girl was still standing there looking at them.
“Is it really true?” she asked softly. “That a woman could come up with all those things?”
HG smiled at her. “Yes darling. You can do whatever you set your heart out to do. Even if it means crossing time and space, it is still possible,” she said and smiled at Myka.
The girl sighed. “I really wish that you were HG Wells,” she said sadly.
“Well, darling,” HG said softly to her and leaned closer. “No one here knows, but I really am.”
The girl looked at her suspiciously. “You’re messing with me,” she said.
HG smiled at her and looked at Myka. “Only a few people actually know. You can’t tell anyone. No one would believe you anyway. If you believe it in your heart, it’s true,” she said and smiled.
The girl was torn; she didn’t know what to think about HG’s statement.
“HG. Myka,” Claudia said from behind them and put her arms around their necks, squeezing between them. “What’s brewing chicas?”
The girl’s eyebrows shot up. She looked at Claudia, and then HG who was still smiling at her.
“Ehh… Helena,” Claudia said making a face realizing that she had slipped.
“Yes darling?”
“They are about to announce best costume. Come on you guys,” she said excitedly.
Myka laughed at her and nodded.
HG leaned down and kissed the girl on the cheek. “Believe in your dreams darling,” she said and put something in her hand. She closed her hand around it and smiled.
“I will,” she whispered.
*** *** ***
They easily found Pete since his prop was blowing steam all over the place. HG smirked at how he was using the machine to impress various women. Not exactly what she had had in mind when she designed it.
The speakers turned on and there was a soft tapping on a microphone before the speakers let out a loud pitch noise. HG covered her ears and winced. Why was everything in this century so bloody loud?
“Ladies and gentlemen, ghouls and goblins; may I have your attention please.” The Mayor of Univille smiled at the people of his town. This was one of his favorite assignments.
There was laughter and people started to gather around the stage. Pete joined them, a woman dressed up like a witch hanging on his arm. HG raised an eyebrow at him and he smiled a little impishly at her.
The Mayor started the awards ceremony by announcing the children’s costumes. To their delight, HG’s new little friend won second place. She was very excited. They went on to announce best female costume which a blue woman with white hair and antennas took home. HG looked confused at Myka who shrugged.
“Sweet,” Pete said. He grinned at HG who elbowed him. “She’s an Andorian, from Star Trek. Very passionate women. Like to fight and to partay,” he said and laughed.
HG smirked.
“And the best male costume goes to Pete Lattimer as Phileas Fogg.”
Pete just gaped. HG patted his shoulder. “See, I told you it would be great.”
He grinned and walked up to the stage to receive his ribbon.
The best pair costume went to a young couple who were dressed up as two old timers with walkers and hospital gowns, their plastic bare butts clearly visible through the gap in the gowns. They did a little impromptu dance, with walkers and all, much to the audience’s amusement.
Claudia laughed so hard she was crying. She held on to HG so she wouldn’t fall over. “That’s awesome,” she gasped. “I’m totally doing that next year.”
“And finally we have the grand prize for this year’s Halloween Best Costume. Drum roll please.”
The room went quiet in anticipation. “This year it goes not to one person, but to an ensemble. The Grand Halloween prize goes to… The World of HG Wells!” he shouted.
HG gaped. She was speechless as Claudia pulled her up on the dance floor, Myka still on her arm and Pete in tow. She held out her hands and accepted the little award statuette. The microphone was thrust in her hand. She just stood there, unsure of what to do.
“Say something,” Claudia whispered.
She startled and smiled. “Well this…” she felt Claudia raise her hand so she was speaking into the microphone. She started over. “Well this was a grand surprise,” she said and laughed.
The audience laughed.
“Not exactly what I had in mind when working on these items back in London,” she said with a grin and fiddled with her Imperceptor vest. There was more laughter.
“What about your time machine?” someone yelled from the audience. More laughter.
“Funny you should ask that,” she said a little smugly. “It actually needs new parts. I completely used up its powers recently when sending these two,” she indicated to Myka and Pete. “… back to 1961.”
Her smart comment caused more laughter. She looked at her friends and smiled. It really was true. The truth sometimes worked best. “I would like to thank you all. Especially those of you who voted for us,” she said and grinned. “Enjoy the party.”
There was whistling and applause. She put a hand behind her back and held the other one in front of her as she bowed ever so gracefully. Myka’s breath caught at the elegant flow of her movement, and realized that this was not the first time HG had bowed to an audience.
HG handed the microphone back to the mayor.
“Let’s have all the finalists back up on stage,” he said cheerfully.
HG held out her hand to the girl in the elf costume and she quickly skipped over. HG put her hands on her shoulders and pulled her in front of her. “Congratulations,” she whispered in her ear. She gently caressed the girl’s long blond hair as they smiled at the cheering people from Univille.
*** *** ***
After the costume competition was over the band started playing again and people were dancing. HG found it quite odd to see all these strange people writhing together to the loud music. Granted, she had hosted costume parties back in London, but that had been quite different. Those costumes were romantic, or historical in nature. She remembered once dressing up as Aphrodite. She glanced at Myka and wondered if she might talk her into something like that next year.
She rubbed little circles on Myka’s lower back delighted at what she could get away with in the dark. Her hand started to move lower when she felt Myka grab it and return it to its previous position. She chuckled.
“Helena,” she hissed. “We’re in a public place for God’s sake.”
HG leaned closer. “That just adds to the danger of the moment, don’t you think darling?”
Myka bared her fangs to HG. “I’ll give you danger,” she purred.
HG laughed. “Promises, promises.”
Claudia’s arrival interrupted any further discussion on the topic. HG gently tugged Myka closer.
“Pete’s staying in town. I’m heading back. Are you guys ready to go, or do you want to stay longer?”
“Claud, we only have one car,” Myka reminded her.
Claudia grinned. “That’s right.”
HG tucked Myka’s arm under hers and together they followed Claudia
Author: Athena
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Pairing: HG Wells & Myka Bering
Rating: PG+ish for kissing and touching
Spoiler: season 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely ladies. Not writing for profit, just for entertainment.
Summary: HG and Claudia are plotting something. Myka is getting annoyed and frustrated that she can’t find out what they are up to. Spookiness, silliness and kissing.
Chapter 1 & 2
Chapter 3 & 4
Chapter 5 - Halloween in Univille
Myka glanced at HG and smiled. She was in her element. Standing amongst a small crowd of people she was entertaining them with stories from her life. Myka snickered at the thought of how they would react if they knew that this was actually THE freaking HG Wells, not just a woman dressed up for Halloween. She thought about it for a moment and reflected back on her own thoughts about HG. She really had been a bit star struck in the beginning. HG Wells had been such a huge part of her childhood, she felt like she knew him, well, her. She smiled wondering if HG had realized how infatuated she had been with her before she even got to know her. She tried to sift through the emotions associated with their earlier meetings.
In London she had felt awe and excitement when Artie told her that HG Wells was a woman. It had completely turned her world upside down, only to kick her in the guts when she realized that HG Wells was just a woman unable to withstand Pete’s charm. She had been angry at her. An unexplained rage had flared up inside. She remembers feeling it soar through her entire being. Thinking about it, she finally realized that she had felt let down, that HG had fallen from the high pedestal she had put “him” on. She had meant it when she had threatened HG to shoot her there in her own house in London. She glanced at HG again when she heard her laugh. She was so full of life tonight. Myka watched HG open the book she had brought and heard her start to read. After a few moments HG took a sip of her wine and glanced at her audience. She was stunning.
When they had met again weeks later while trying to retrieve the medal from the wrestling coach’s office she had again felt anger and betrayal. HG had again fallen from the pedestal, this time becoming a thief and an enemy. She had managed to understand and accept London and the inperceptor vest. She had even started to understand why HG had eliminated MacPhearson. She remembered standing in HG’s living room telling her that MacPhearson could not be trusted and that he most likely would kill her. She had basically told HG that he was a serious threat that needed to be dealt with. And HG had taken it up on herself to do so.
She heard laughter and realized that HG had stopped her little impromptu literature reading. She saw a young girl, maybe 12 or 13 years old approach her and gently touch her arm. She was dressed up as an elf, with ears and all. HG leaned down and smiled at her. The girl asked her something. Myka smiled when she saw HG pat her cheek and nod. The girl handed her a piece of paper and HG pulled out her favorite fountain pen. Myka smiled. She always found it amazing that HG managed to carry that damn pen. She lost pens all the time, but HG seemed somehow to be tethered to her favorite writing tool. Or maybe it was just the other way around? Myka watched as she wrote something on the note and then signed it. She could tell from the flowing movement of her hand. She smiled at the girl who blushed. Myka grinned. HG really did have a strong impact on people. No matter if they knew the truth or not. HG had an enormous charisma that few people could withstand. Deciding that she needed some HG-ness herself she left her seat and approached her. She linked her arm with HG’s and smiled at her.
“Myka darling,” she said happily. “Are you having a good time?”
Myka nodded. “I’m enjoying watching you,” she said softly. “You’re amazing.”
HG chuckled. “It almost feels like the old days,” she admitted softly.
“I’m glad,” Myka said sincerely. “Would you like something to drink?” she asked noticing that HG’s wine glass was empty. HG nodded.
“Now if you will please excuse me for a moment,” she said and smiled at her little audience. “I have a lady to attend to.”
There was more laughter and the little group started to dissolve. The girl was still standing there looking at them.
“Is it really true?” she asked softly. “That a woman could come up with all those things?”
HG smiled at her. “Yes darling. You can do whatever you set your heart out to do. Even if it means crossing time and space, it is still possible,” she said and smiled at Myka.
The girl sighed. “I really wish that you were HG Wells,” she said sadly.
“Well, darling,” HG said softly to her and leaned closer. “No one here knows, but I really am.”
The girl looked at her suspiciously. “You’re messing with me,” she said.
HG smiled at her and looked at Myka. “Only a few people actually know. You can’t tell anyone. No one would believe you anyway. If you believe it in your heart, it’s true,” she said and smiled.
The girl was torn; she didn’t know what to think about HG’s statement.
“HG. Myka,” Claudia said from behind them and put her arms around their necks, squeezing between them. “What’s brewing chicas?”
The girl’s eyebrows shot up. She looked at Claudia, and then HG who was still smiling at her.
“Ehh… Helena,” Claudia said making a face realizing that she had slipped.
“Yes darling?”
“They are about to announce best costume. Come on you guys,” she said excitedly.
Myka laughed at her and nodded.
HG leaned down and kissed the girl on the cheek. “Believe in your dreams darling,” she said and put something in her hand. She closed her hand around it and smiled.
“I will,” she whispered.
*** *** ***
They easily found Pete since his prop was blowing steam all over the place. HG smirked at how he was using the machine to impress various women. Not exactly what she had had in mind when she designed it.
The speakers turned on and there was a soft tapping on a microphone before the speakers let out a loud pitch noise. HG covered her ears and winced. Why was everything in this century so bloody loud?
“Ladies and gentlemen, ghouls and goblins; may I have your attention please.” The Mayor of Univille smiled at the people of his town. This was one of his favorite assignments.
There was laughter and people started to gather around the stage. Pete joined them, a woman dressed up like a witch hanging on his arm. HG raised an eyebrow at him and he smiled a little impishly at her.
The Mayor started the awards ceremony by announcing the children’s costumes. To their delight, HG’s new little friend won second place. She was very excited. They went on to announce best female costume which a blue woman with white hair and antennas took home. HG looked confused at Myka who shrugged.
“Sweet,” Pete said. He grinned at HG who elbowed him. “She’s an Andorian, from Star Trek. Very passionate women. Like to fight and to partay,” he said and laughed.
HG smirked.
“And the best male costume goes to Pete Lattimer as Phileas Fogg.”
Pete just gaped. HG patted his shoulder. “See, I told you it would be great.”
He grinned and walked up to the stage to receive his ribbon.
The best pair costume went to a young couple who were dressed up as two old timers with walkers and hospital gowns, their plastic bare butts clearly visible through the gap in the gowns. They did a little impromptu dance, with walkers and all, much to the audience’s amusement.
Claudia laughed so hard she was crying. She held on to HG so she wouldn’t fall over. “That’s awesome,” she gasped. “I’m totally doing that next year.”
“And finally we have the grand prize for this year’s Halloween Best Costume. Drum roll please.”
The room went quiet in anticipation. “This year it goes not to one person, but to an ensemble. The Grand Halloween prize goes to… The World of HG Wells!” he shouted.
HG gaped. She was speechless as Claudia pulled her up on the dance floor, Myka still on her arm and Pete in tow. She held out her hands and accepted the little award statuette. The microphone was thrust in her hand. She just stood there, unsure of what to do.
“Say something,” Claudia whispered.
She startled and smiled. “Well this…” she felt Claudia raise her hand so she was speaking into the microphone. She started over. “Well this was a grand surprise,” she said and laughed.
The audience laughed.
“Not exactly what I had in mind when working on these items back in London,” she said with a grin and fiddled with her Imperceptor vest. There was more laughter.
“What about your time machine?” someone yelled from the audience. More laughter.
“Funny you should ask that,” she said a little smugly. “It actually needs new parts. I completely used up its powers recently when sending these two,” she indicated to Myka and Pete. “… back to 1961.”
Her smart comment caused more laughter. She looked at her friends and smiled. It really was true. The truth sometimes worked best. “I would like to thank you all. Especially those of you who voted for us,” she said and grinned. “Enjoy the party.”
There was whistling and applause. She put a hand behind her back and held the other one in front of her as she bowed ever so gracefully. Myka’s breath caught at the elegant flow of her movement, and realized that this was not the first time HG had bowed to an audience.
HG handed the microphone back to the mayor.
“Let’s have all the finalists back up on stage,” he said cheerfully.
HG held out her hand to the girl in the elf costume and she quickly skipped over. HG put her hands on her shoulders and pulled her in front of her. “Congratulations,” she whispered in her ear. She gently caressed the girl’s long blond hair as they smiled at the cheering people from Univille.
*** *** ***
After the costume competition was over the band started playing again and people were dancing. HG found it quite odd to see all these strange people writhing together to the loud music. Granted, she had hosted costume parties back in London, but that had been quite different. Those costumes were romantic, or historical in nature. She remembered once dressing up as Aphrodite. She glanced at Myka and wondered if she might talk her into something like that next year.
She rubbed little circles on Myka’s lower back delighted at what she could get away with in the dark. Her hand started to move lower when she felt Myka grab it and return it to its previous position. She chuckled.
“Helena,” she hissed. “We’re in a public place for God’s sake.”
HG leaned closer. “That just adds to the danger of the moment, don’t you think darling?”
Myka bared her fangs to HG. “I’ll give you danger,” she purred.
HG laughed. “Promises, promises.”
Claudia’s arrival interrupted any further discussion on the topic. HG gently tugged Myka closer.
“Pete’s staying in town. I’m heading back. Are you guys ready to go, or do you want to stay longer?”
“Claud, we only have one car,” Myka reminded her.
Claudia grinned. “That’s right.”
HG tucked Myka’s arm under hers and together they followed Claudia