THERE WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A FOREVER

Okay so I promise this isn't going to be another Myka dies in Helena's arms story. Don't have anything planned out but one thing I can tell you Pyka does not exist nor will it ever, neither does anything past season 4. Enjoy!

"I'm dying" she whispers in the room that she knows is occupied by only her and the doctor.

"I'm sorry, Agent Bearing"

Her eyes trailed to the pristine white floor, she nods ever so slightly. She looks up, her mouth inching to a small smile but her eyes tell a different story.

"I'd like for this to stay between us for the time being"

The doctor nods. "Myka, I want you to know that while the prognosis is bad there are options left. There are experimental trials I can look into. We can try chemo and radiation. We can do our best to buy you more time."

"Thank you, doctor" Myka smiles turning to the door.

The Warehouse is the same place as it was that morning. In the wake of the Paracelsus disaster Myka didn't bother anyone with the details of her ailment. She told Pete she was sick and despite his endless hounding for more details on the matter all she could say was 'I'm fine,' a line he was clearly not buying. No one else knew, no one else needed to.

"Myka, I've been looking for you! Artie wants us to take inventory of the section that was affected the most. Pete's already down there and I'll be there in a minute," Before Myka can leave Claudia stops her. She looks at her and Myka almost thinks Pete has told her, "Another day, another disaster averted. Am I right or what? Everything is a-okay!"

I'm not."Yeah. Back to normal, Claud. Or as normal as it can be around here" she manages a half-hearted laugh.

"You haven't told anyone right?" Myka asks Pete as she checks another item off the list.

"Are you going to tell me what the doctor said after the biopsy?"

"Pete"

"Myka"

"I'm fine"

"Ahan and I'll keep pretending like you are so long as I'm in the loop"

"There is no loop, Pete"

"You know what I mean"

"Everything is going to be fine"

"You know what, Myka! We have been through enough together for me to know when you are not fine. And this is not what fine looks like. I've given you your space. It's been two weeks and you're radio silent-"

"That isn't what radio silent means"

"Will you quit acting like everything is rainbows and daffodils?!" Pete yells.

Myka jumps back startled. Pete hardly ever raises his voice.

"Trouble in paradise?" Claudia quips from behind.

Myka wipes away the tear forming at the rim of her eye before turning.

"Claud, how long have you been standing there?"

Pete turns away and storms off.

"Just got here," she watches Pete turn at the cross-section "What crawled up his butt?"

"It's nothing"

"Artie, things have slowed down a bit so I was wondering if I could take the weekend."

"Yeah, yeah" Arties mumbles as he rifles through his bottomless bag.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes, Myka, take the weekend" he says turning towards her, "Better yet, take the week"

Myka hasn't had a weeklong vacation in a while and if she didn't already know where she was going she wouldn't know what to do with all the time. As her hand presses down the button she can hear the bell ring inside the house in Wisconsin she never thought she would see again. The door swings open and she is greeted by a woman she has never quite understood and yet is everything she has ever wanted.

The woman across her smiles and comes forward to hug her. Suddenly, Myka can't breathe. She can't do this. She takes a step back, turns away and runs down the stone pathway and down the long winding road leaving her car and a stunned H.G. Wells behind.

"Hello, Claudia?"

"H. G.!"

"Yes, it's me"

"How are you? It's been ages!"

Helena cuts right down to the chase. "I don't quite know how to say this, but Myka was here," Her eyebrows curl in confusion, "and then she wasn't."

Claudia puts down the file in her hand and switches the phone over to her favored hand. "What do you mean? Like did she vanish like an artifact or were you hallucinating? Why would Myka be there anyway?"

There is a silence that rings loud with the buzzing of the static.

"Right, forget the last question"

"Claudia, she was at my front door and then she ran down the street"

"When you say ran…"

"I mean literally ran!"

"So back to that question, why is she in Wisconsin?"

"I assumed you would know"

"Uhh… Well you guys were never- I didn't want to assume- I mean it wasn't official- I ahem- There was never… I should probably stop now" Claudia fumbles for words.

Helena's cheeks color as she shakes her head. "Please do." She bites back a chuckle as she continues "I meant is she here on anything Warehouse related?"

"Oh right! Of course you did. Not that I know of. We've been pretty quite since the Paracelsus thing"

"Oh…"

"So H. G. called, Myka went to see her and then ran away. I mean literally she ran away and down the street" Claudia does her best not to laugh but a giggle escapes anyway. "Those two!"

"Why is Myka in Wisconsin?" Pete asks through mouthfuls.

Claudia raises her eyebrows as if to impart the words that have yet remained unsaid at the Warehouse and the B n' B.

"No I mean, why wouldn't she just tell us"

Claudia tilts her head, her mouth lifts at one corner and her eyebrows speak again for her.

"You're right" Pete gets up finishing the last of his burger "Good talk, Claud"

On a side note: Remember that time Myka left the Warehouse after the thing with Helena at Yellowstone and she wrote that letter where she called Pete the big brother she never had? Did they forget about that or did she get whammied and the knocked over the head and then whammied again? I mean whatever that they didn't do Bearing and Wells but Pyka? I cringe!

Anyway *tucks away rightful rage at Pyka*… I hope you enjoyed reading. I'll be updating soon-ish.