Things that go bump in the night
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 - Secrets, delicious little secrets
Myka was annoyed. She watched HG and Claudia as they sat with their heads together whispering and occasionally laughing as they conspired together. She had tried to sneak up on them, but every time they discovered her advance, and as if communicating telepathically, stopped talking and went their separate ways. It never failed. Myka gritted her teeth.
HG smiled at her as she walked by. “Patience darling,” she whispered and patted Myka’s cheek affectionately.
Myka made a face at her. Claudia giggled and made a little happy dance. When she saw Myka approaching she quickly took off.
“Need to check on something,” she shouted. “In THE HG WELLS’ SECTION!” she yelled and laughed.
Myka stopped. “You guys. This isn’t funny anymore,” she said, realizing instantly that she was whining. She closed her mouth.
HG chuckled and folded her arms. “It was your idea darling,” she said and smirked.
Myka waived her hand, pointing impatiently at her to not taunt her further. “I know, I know, but that was before…” She looked down.
HG cut her off. “And now because you’re not part of the secret you don’t want to play?” she asked softly.
Myka jumped as the words were spoken into her ear, HG’s warm breath caressing her skin. When had HG moved? How did she do that? She shivered as she felt HG’s warm breath caress her neck as she leaned closer.
“I just don’t see why it’s such a big deal. We’re not kids,” she said and turned to face HG.
HG chuckled and reached out and tucked a lock of Myka’s hair behind her ear. She trailed her knuckles down Myka’s slender neck in a gentle caress. “Thank heavens for that,” she mumbled.
Myka swallowed.
HG gently patted her shoulder. “Well, darling, I’m done here, and I think it’s about tea time. I’m going back to Leena’s.”
Myka nodded unable to speak. HG grinned to herself as she left the stunned agent behind. Oh, how she loved this game.
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“Who’s got game? Pete does. Pete’s da man,” Pete’s voice carried through the door as he was singing his little victory song.
Myka twirled around and grabbed a fistful of his shirt. “Tell me what they’re up to,” she growled.
He put up his hands and stared at her. “Wow, Mykes, easy there.”
“I can’t take it anymore Pete,” she said, noticing that she was possibly whining again. She let go of his shirt and folded her arms.
He grinned. “I know something you do-on’t,” he teased.
“Pete!” she said sternly and stomped her foot. “Tell me.”
He shook his head. “She’ll hurt me in ways you wouldn’t even be able to come up with in a hundred years,” he said. “Well maybe you would, if you had a hundred years. She did, and I know for sure…”
“Pete!” Myka yelled. “Shut up!” She stormed out of the room.
Claudia poked her head through the door. “Is the coast clear man?”
He waved for her to come in. “She’s gone.” He looked at her expectantly. “Did you get it?”
She grinned. “As if this little baby could hide from me? From me?” she said.
He reached out to take it from her but she pulled it away from him. “Oh no you didn’t,” she warned. “Remember the superhero gloves?”
He instantly snatched his hand back and stuck both his hands in his pockets. “What’s with these things wanting to do nasty, evil things to my boys?”
Claudia smirked. “Do you really want to know?” she drawled.
He glared at her. “Funny.”
She laughed. “This is going to be the best party ever,” she said and grinned. “HG’s awesome!”
He smiled. “Who would’ve guessed?”
“So you think Myka will survive another…” she counted quickly. “…three days?”
He shrugged. “Some Twizzler treatment. Sanctuary on TV and she’ll be fine.”
“What if she hates it?” Claudia said, suddenly worried about their plan.
He shook his head. “Not a chance. HG’s got it all covered.”
Claudia nodded. “Well, if anyone can sweet talk Myka, it’s HG. I just hope that Myka won’t be mad at her for long.”
“Nah, she’ll get over it,” he said and waved it off. “She gets mad at me all the time, and she always gets over it.”
Claudia gave him the “dude, haven’t you figured it out yet” look. “Not the same thing dude,” she said and smirked.
“What?” he said confused. “Myka likes HG. They are like best pals, two peas in a pod, BFFs…” he suddenly stopped when the realization finally sank in. He stared at Claudia with a slightly panicked look on his face. “Are they? You mean? Nah? Really? Myka?” he blubbered.
Claudia nodded. “Big time.”
He leered at her. “So have they…” he wriggled his eyebrows.
Claudia rolled her eyes. “Why are guys always so one tracked?”
“Hey!”
She gave him the look again.”Okay, I’m going to let you in on the deal, but only because I love Myka and I’m sure that you’ll screw things up if I don’t.”
He opened his mouth to protest, but then her words registered and he closed it again. She was going to tell him. He grinned.
“Myka can’t read HG,” she said.
He nodded. “Yeah, I know. And?”
“Let me rephrase that. She doesn’t trust that what she sees is the real deal. So no, they haven’t - yet.”
He thought about that. “Okay. How can we make her get it?”
“HG will figure something out. And YOU are staying out of it,” she said and stabbed her finger into his chest. “I think HG‘s going to make her move in approximately, exactly three days,” she said smugly.
He grinned. “She’s got some moves, man,” he said and whistled, thinking about London for a second.
Claudia wacked him with the back of her hand. “Hey, that’s Myka’s future girlfriend you’re having dirty thoughts about. I wouldn’t if I were you.”
He sobered up instantly. “Got cha.” He sat down in the chair next to her and reached out to touch the artifact she had retrieved, but then remembered her words of caution and closed his fingers into a fist. “This is going to be so awesome,” he mumbled.
Chapter 2 - Divergence & Female Wiles
HG leaned against the doorframe to Myka’s room. She smiled at the sight of her friend curled up on the bed with a book. She gently knocked on the open door. Her smile widened as Myka looked up. “May I come in?” she asked softly.
Myka nodded.
She crossed the room and sat down on the bed. “What are you reading?” she asked, curious.
Myka grinned. “Just some old sappy romance; a real tearjerker thing you know,” she said and tried to move the book out of HG’s reach. HG was too quick for her and her fingers closed around the book like a lobster claw.
“May I see?” she asked as she took the book from Myka. There was something vaguely familiar about it. She read the spine on the leather bound book and burst out laughing. “Romance novel darling? Really?” she drawled.
Myka bit her lip.
HG let the book rest on her lap as she looked at Myka, a smile on her lips threatening to turn into a smug grin. “I would never have written that,” she whispered.
Myka laughed. “I had you there for a moment,” she teased.
HG bowed her head, her long dark hair covering her face. She looked up as she felt Myka’s hand touching a lock of her hair. She tilted her head and smiled at Myka. “Would you like me to sign it for you?” she asked, eyes twinkling.
Myka twirled HG’s hair around her finger. “Yeah,” she whispered.
HG pulled out a pen from her pocket and opened the cover. She thought for a brief moment before she started writing. Pleased with her words, she ended it with a swift, but elegant signature. She gently blew at the ink. Once she was sure it wouldn’t smudge she closed the cover and handed the book back to Myka. Myka reached to open it. HG put her hand on top of hers. “Read it later daring,” she said huskily.
Myka swallowed. She nodded.
HG smiled. “So I guess you aren’t mad at me anymore?”
Myka frowned. “Mad? Not really. Annoyed and frustrated? Yes, absofreakinglutely.”
HG chuckled. She squeezed Myka’s hand. “You did make it very clear that you wanted to be surprised, and asked me not to tell you.”
“I know that,” Myka growled. “Doesn’t mean I have to like it. Not all my ideas are great ones, you know.”
HG laughed. “Well, I for one am enjoying this tremendously.”
Myka huffed. “I’m glad.”
HG kicked off her boots and stretched out on the bed mirroring Myka’s pose. “I’ve never done this before. I’m having so much fun,” she admitted excitedly.
Myka saw the joy in her eyes and had to smile. She put her hand on HG’s arm. “I’m glad. And I’m not really mad at you. You know that right?”
HG nodded. “I hope you’ll like what we’ve come up with.”
Myka grinned. “I can tell you, if you let me know what it is.”
HG laughed and shook her head. “Really Myka, do you think I would give up my secrets that easily?”
Myka ran her fingers down HG’s arm and wrapped them around her hand. She gently rubbed her thumb over HG’s wrist, feeling the pulse beat faster. She leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “No, but I have other ways of getting answers.”
HG swallowed. Her eyes were almost black when they met Myka’s. “I’m sure you do,” she whispered. “And so do I.” She leaned over and gently brushed her lips against Myka’s.
Myka sighed at the intense feeling of HG’s lips against hers. “Helena,” she whispered.
HG disentangled herself from Myka and got up. She smiled down at her. “Three days darling,” she said and picked up her boots and quietly left the room, leaving one very frustrated Secret Service Agent behind.