Fic: The Three Bears, Part III
Title: The Three Bears, Part III
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Rating: T
Words: 362
Summary: Artie and Vanessa head to the Warehouse where Claudia is waiting for them.
Notes: Written for self_preserving, prompt was Artie/Vanessa, Claudia. WHY IS THIS STORY NOW A THING?
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"Why hello, Mama and Papa Bear." Claudia swirls in Artie's office chair as they enter, Artie now holding the baby with Vanessa following behind. She kicks her feet up onto the spare part of the desk not covered in case files, but at Artie's glare, drops them.
"Where are Pete and Myka?" Artie wants to know, being a semblance of the man who lay on Leena's sofa with his head on Vanessa's thigh less than ten minutes before. Claudia shrugs.
"I sent them out for diapers and earplugs. That little girl has a set of lungs you wouldn't believe." Claudia points. "We tried smuggling her out of the good doctor's arms, and she let loose with holy terror."
"You tried moving her?" Artie turns to Vanessa, who nods. He can see the toll that this experience is taking on both of them. "Why didn't you wake me?"
Vanessa shrugs.
"We need a new plan," Claudia says. "I know you both want to be super vague about the details surrounding that little one, but now is as good as time as any to fess up about her origins."
"I don't think-"
"Claudia-" Vanessa breaks off at the same time as Artie, and both look at each other.
"It's complicated," Artie says, intending the words for Claudia, but somehow focusing them on Vanessa. "We should just wait for Pete and Myka to get back. In the meantime, Vanessa, would you take her?"
"Sure." The transaction is seamless as the baby changes hands. Artie moves towards the computer.
"Claudia, can you hack into the FBI mainframe?"
"Sure, but it'll take a few minutes to get setup. Work my way through the back firewalls and everything."
"Get started-" His tone signifies that the curiosity in her voice will not move until he says so. "I'll need you to cross-check a few things for me."
"Oh-kay, anything you say, Pops." Claudia starts working, her fingers typing away as Artie watches Vanessa cross the room, holding the baby close and talking softly. "But, don't think that this will be the end of things. Pete and Myka are way nosier."
"Don't I know it," Artie huffs.
Part Four
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Rating: T
Words: 362
Summary: Artie and Vanessa head to the Warehouse where Claudia is waiting for them.
Notes: Written for self_preserving, prompt was Artie/Vanessa, Claudia. WHY IS THIS STORY NOW A THING?
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"Why hello, Mama and Papa Bear." Claudia swirls in Artie's office chair as they enter, Artie now holding the baby with Vanessa following behind. She kicks her feet up onto the spare part of the desk not covered in case files, but at Artie's glare, drops them.
"Where are Pete and Myka?" Artie wants to know, being a semblance of the man who lay on Leena's sofa with his head on Vanessa's thigh less than ten minutes before. Claudia shrugs.
"I sent them out for diapers and earplugs. That little girl has a set of lungs you wouldn't believe." Claudia points. "We tried smuggling her out of the good doctor's arms, and she let loose with holy terror."
"You tried moving her?" Artie turns to Vanessa, who nods. He can see the toll that this experience is taking on both of them. "Why didn't you wake me?"
Vanessa shrugs.
"We need a new plan," Claudia says. "I know you both want to be super vague about the details surrounding that little one, but now is as good as time as any to fess up about her origins."
"I don't think-"
"Claudia-" Vanessa breaks off at the same time as Artie, and both look at each other.
"It's complicated," Artie says, intending the words for Claudia, but somehow focusing them on Vanessa. "We should just wait for Pete and Myka to get back. In the meantime, Vanessa, would you take her?"
"Sure." The transaction is seamless as the baby changes hands. Artie moves towards the computer.
"Claudia, can you hack into the FBI mainframe?"
"Sure, but it'll take a few minutes to get setup. Work my way through the back firewalls and everything."
"Get started-" His tone signifies that the curiosity in her voice will not move until he says so. "I'll need you to cross-check a few things for me."
"Oh-kay, anything you say, Pops." Claudia starts working, her fingers typing away as Artie watches Vanessa cross the room, holding the baby close and talking softly. "But, don't think that this will be the end of things. Pete and Myka are way nosier."
"Don't I know it," Artie huffs.
Part Four