AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welcome to my FIX-IT fic for the Season 3 Finale, leading into an alternate Season 4.

This NOVEL has 2 main sections: the immediate aftermath of the S3 Finale, and the new timeline "fix," which starts in Chapter 23.

Myka's Point Of View in ch. 1-22. From ch. 23, POV alternates, Myka, Helena, and Mrs. Frederic.

Claudia is a main character, but it's not written from her POV. (Story includes the family, friendships, and partnerships.)

STORY SUMMARY:

After an explosion destroys Warehouse 13 and claims the lives of Helena Wells and Mrs. Frederic, Myka Bering wants to use the Pocketwatch Artifact to travel back in time. Against orders from the Regents, Myka plans to change the rules and change the future. She risks the time-travel trip, determined to stop Walter Sykes and save the Warehouse.

But the trip back in time doesn't go as Myka planned. Although Helena Wells is alive, she and the agents must repeat their struggle against the madman who destroyed their lives.

Bent on revenge, Walter Sykes plans to break into Warehouse 13 and reclaim the artifact that enabled him to walk. Once again, Sykes makes Helena a pawn in his deadly vendetta. But this time, a new danger threatens the agents as they race to save Warehouse 13.

Will the agents stop the Artifact-Bomb in time?
Will the newest mission of Helena Wells also be her last?
And how far will Myka Bering go to beat Walter Sykes at his dangerous game?

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CHAPTER 1

The flash of white light filled the room around them as Myka, Pete, and Artie stood safely inside the small area under the protective Barrier. The explosive force of the Artifact-Bomb shook the ground beneath them, but the shield remained intact.

On the other side of the Barrier, a tidal wave of fire swept through Warehouse 13. The flames consumed the Warehouse itself, leaving only large disfigured pieces from the steel girders and from the interior metal shield-plates.

When the huge waves of flames finally died down and most of the fires went out, the Warehouse Barrier switched itself off. A draft of hot air hit them, and they coughed at the thick smoke.

Anxiously Myka wondered if they would run out of breathable air. The smoke irritated her eyes and made it difficult to see. Myka gripped Pete's arm tightly, to make sure he was standing there. To make sure she was standing there, too, alive. Her eyes kept watering and she realized she was weeping. She let go of Pete's arm and rubbed her eyes.

Helena was standing here, with us, Myka thought. Helena belongs right here at Warehouse 13, with us. In her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse, much farther away, of a huge plume of thick black smoke. She tightly shut her eyes.

The world is such a scary place, she thought. So much destruction and mayhem. She opened her eyes, but stared intently at the ground under her feet. Life or death all the time. It's too much.

A breeze of slightly clearer, cooler air pushed some of the smoke away from them.

Myka allowed herself to look at Pete, and to look a bit further. He grimaced at a segment of steel girder near them that still smoked and glowed faintly with heat.

Artie stood next to them, gaping in shock as he surveyed the scorched landscape.

"That was his plan, to destroy the entire Warehouse," Pete said finally. "We lost, Artie. We lost."

The words stirred Artie from his shock, and he looked like he'd remembered something. From his jacket pocket, he pulled out an antique pocketwatch.

"Not yet," Artie said.

Myka looked at the watch-face and felt a spark of hope. The watch looks old, she thought. One last artifact? Something like the Phoenix Artifact? Can we raise the Warehouse from the ashes?

"Please tell me the pocketwatch is some kind of artifact," she said. "Tell me we can use an artifact to do something, anything."

Pete coughed. "Look around us. The Warehouse is completely gone, up in smoke. There's nothing we can do."

"No, we have to do whatever we can." Myka pointed at the watch. "Watches keep time. Time. Does it affect time? Artie, what does it do?"

Artie scowled. "Supposedly, the Pocketwatch Artifact does turn back time - supposedly."

She gasped. "If we could turn back time, we could fix this. We could save the Warehouse, couldn't we?"

Myka gripped Pete's arm again, but he coughed and looked away from her, squinting through the smoky air at the debris.

Artie studied the watch-face. "The power to travel back in time and change, actually change, an event or even some small moment, is an extremely dangerous power. That's why Warehouse agents are forbidden from ever using the Pocketwatch Artifact. Unless ..."

Artie's Farnsworth rang and he opened it.

"Mr. Kosan," Artie said. "I have terrible news."

"What's happening? Are your agents all right?" Kosan asked.

"Agents Bering and Lattimer are here with me," Artie said. "Sykes used an artifact that exploded like a bomb inside the Warehouse Barrier."

"That explains the earthquake," Kosan said. "We felt the force of the explosion, even though we're still some distance away from your location. How extensive was the damage to the Warehouse?"

"The Warehouse." Artie cleared his throat. "Warehouse 13 was completely destroyed."

For a moment, Kosan said nothing.

"I'm sending helicopters from the nearest army post to pick you up," Kosan said. "Leave your Farnsworth on, so the pilots can locate your signal. I'm already on my way to meet you, Agent Nielsen."

Pete's Farnsworth rang and he pulled it out of his jacket to answer.

"Where's Artie?" Claudia shouted. "Are you guys OK? Is Myka with you? Where's Artie? He's not answering his Farnsworth. We heard the explosion. It shook up the B&B. Where's Artie?"

"Here. He's right here. Myka, too," Pete said.

Artie leaned into the Farnsworth. "Claudia, where are you?"

"I'm coming to get you guys," Claudia said. "Can you get out of the Warehouse? I mean, can you get out through the Umbilical? How do I get you guys out of there?"

Artie looked at Myka and shook his head sadly.

Myka took the Farnsworth from Pete. "I don't think you're going to be able to drive by and pick us up," she said.

"I'm almost at the turn-off for the Warehouse road," Claudia said. "Tell me where to find you."

"The Warehouse is gone, Claude," Myka said. "In the explosion. The explosion completely destroyed the Warehouse."

"That's why Mrs. Frederic ..." Claudia said.

Myka couldn't hear Claudia's voice. "What? Could you repeat that?"

Next to Myka, Artie leaned toward the Farnsworth screen again.

"Mrs. Frederic is dead," Claudia said. "We heard the explosion, and it shook the B&B, like an earthquake. Suddenly, Mrs. Frederic collapsed and she died. Her body shriveled up, like it was decaying."

As they listened to Claudia's report, Artie stood still, his eyes wide with shock.

"Her connection to the Warehouse?" Myka asked Artie. "Because she was the Caretaker?"

He nodded slowly.

Myka's heart sank further. Mrs. Frederic is dead, too. So many people died in Sykes's war against the Warehouse.

A gust of smoky air stung the gunshot wound on Myka's arm and she winced. For a moment, Myka remembered standing in the Regent Sanctum, and Helena pointing the gun while Sykes threatened to shoot her between the eyes.

We had Sykes right there. All this destruction could have been prevented. I should have killed Walter Sykes when I had the chance.

"Hang on," Claudia said through the Farnsworth. "I'm on the Warehouse road now, headed toward the overlook. I'll be up on the canyon rim in a minute."

On the video screen, Myka saw the interior roof of Claudia's El Camino.

Finally, she heard Claudia's voice cry out, but the words were unclear. The video showed jerky movements inside the car and out onto dry South Dakota ground.

"Claudia," Myka shouted, trying to get her attention.

Another jerky camera movement brought Claudia's face back onto the video screen.

"It's gone," Claudia said. "The Warehouse is gone."

From the height of the canyon rim, the video screen showed the range of mountains that concealed Warehouse 13. Claudia pointed her Farnsworth at one end of the range and panned across.

Myka saw a jagged break in the mountain range, and empty space. As the camera panned further, over more emptiness where the Warehouse and the mountains had been, she recognized the outline of a crater. The blast crater grew in size as the camera panned across the empty landscape.

Warehouse 13, which had seemed endlessly enormous, was completely gone, leaving an enormous crater in its place.