Disclaimer: I do not own Warehouse 13, it belongs to it's respected owners and I made no money off this story.
A/N: Just a little idea I wanted to write, tell me what you think.
My Almost
It was late at night and the Warehouse was silent. Myka was walking as quietly as possible until she came to
Artie’s desk. There resting on the desk was the black
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