The Past's Revenge: Chapter Two
Title: The Past's Revenge
Author: luna_dove
Summery: Michael Yardly, a dangerous enemy from Myka’s past, shows up bent on revenge. Years ago Myka put his brother in jail for the death of her sister, Tracy. Now he is determined to make Myka pay by targeting the family Myka has built for herself, especially one member that has filled the void of her little sister: Claudia.
Rating: PG-13 for violence and swearing.
Spoilers: Spoilers up to and including "For the Team."
Disclaimer: I don’t own Warehouse 13.
Previous Chapters: Prologue, Chapter 1
Chapter 2: Intruder
“Ready to go?” Pete asked, picking up his suitcase. It had been weeks since he had been allowed out on a mission, and was itching to get back to work.
“Just a minute.” Myka said, smiling at her partner’s insistence. She was sure that his enthusiasm would wear off in a few hours, but she wasn’t about to rock the boat now. “I have to talk to Claudia.”
“Fine.” Pete said, plopping his suitcase down and lying on the couch. “I might as well take a nap, since I’m driving first.”
“To the airport.”
“It’s still pretty far.”
“It’s twenty minutes away.”
“Like I said, far.”
“Pete, I just want to talk for a minute.”
“Yes, but you’re running on girl time. A minute for you means two hours for me.”
Myka just rolled her eyes and headed up the B&B stairs to Claudia’s room. She knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Claudia answered. She was in her room trying to replicate Fargo’s MARA from the warehouse, trying to take her mind off the fact that Pete was reinitiated as a warehouse agent. With her luck, she wouldn’t be able to go on another mission until she graduated from college years later.
“How are you doing?” Myka asked, knowing that post-mission depression had gotten to her.
“Pretty good, considering the fact that I’m being replaced by a man that can stuff 15 croissants into his mouth.” Claudia said as Myka chuckled.
“You’ll be out again in no time. Listen, I actually came in to thank you.”
“For what?” Claudia asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
“For listening to me at the graveyard. I - I needed to get some stuff off my chest, and you were there.”
“Am I the only one who knows what happened to Tracy?” Claudia asked, slightly astonished.
“Pete knows that she died in a robbery, and I’m sure that Artie has the story through the files he’s read on us at the warehouse. But you’re the only one that’s heard the whole story - from me, at least.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah. So, thanks.” Myka said, starting to back out the door.
“It’s okay. Hey -” She said as Myka started to walk away. “If you ever want to talk about it some more - I’ll listen. I mean, I know what’s like. To lose people you love.” Claudia said, trying hard to not let her face go red. Why did she have to be so bad at this emotional stuff?
“Thanks Claud.” Myka said, right before Claudia gave her another lightening fast hug and then threw herself down on her bed, picking up the gizmo again.
“No problem.” She said, giving Myka a grin, which was promptly wiped off of her face when the gizmo electrocuted her. “Ow!”
Chuckling, Myka made her way downstairs to where Pete had a pillow over his face, trying to fall asleep. “I’m finished, and it wasn’t two hours.”
“But it was more than a minute.” Pete stuck a finger up into the air, like a lawyer trying to empathize a point. “Girl time!”
“C’mon. I hope you got a lot of sleep, because it’s going to be a long mission. I can have a vibe.” Myka teased.
“Vibe? You don’t get vibes, I get vibes. I’m the vibe person, you’re the snippy, woman with a mission person.”
Myka picked up a pillow and hit Pete on the face with it, laughing. She didn’t notice a man watching her through binoculars as she made her way out of the B&B, with Pete in tow.
*
“Okay, little guy.” Claudia said, putting down her gizmo. “Work!” She held her hands out, like she was trying to make electricity flow to the tiny bug in front of her. “Fine.” She pouted, getting up from her bed. Stretching, she decided to go down to the kitchen to see if Pete had left any of the cake that Leena had made yesterday. He’d probably demolished it all in one sitting - Claudia had learned long ago not to leave Pete alone with sugar of any kind.
As she had reached the living room of Leena’s, a knock came from the door. She opened it, and saw a tall, young man with blond hair. Despite the fact that his clothes and face were caked with dirt, she had to admit he was very good looking. His blond hair reached down to his chin, almost as long as Claudia’s, and his eyes were a deep, dark navy blue. He was wearing jeans and a flannel shirt, which showed off his well muscled arms. His hands were covered by gloves, the thick type that Claudia used at the warehouse to take care of electrical emergencies.
“I’m sorry to intrude on you like this, Miss. My name is Michael and I just moved here.” He said, giving her a breathtaking smile, showing that the only thing not covered with dirt were his sparking white teeth. “I was hired to haul construction supplies to a site, but I got lost. You live here, do you think you could give me directions?”
“Sure.” Claudia said, leaning against the doorframe. “Where do you want to go?”
“See, the thing is,” he gave an embarrassed laugh, “I’m really new here, and I forgot the name of the place. I do have it marked on a map here, though.” He reached in his back pocket, pulling out something that Claudia assumed was a map.
“No sweat dude. I just moved here a while b-” Claudia was cut off when he pressed a large cloth to her mouth and nose. The entire rag was damp with a sweet liquid.
“Chloroform.” Her mind registered before the drug kicked in and she fell to the floor.
“Well, that was easy.” Michael said, picking up the unconscious girl and hauling her out of the B&B. He stuffed her into the back of his car without much worry. She’d be out for hours with the amount of chloroform he put in that rag.
The first step had gone smoothly. Maybe fate really was with him. And why not? Myka Bering needed to be punished, and if the universe wanted to help him out a bit, he wasn’t going to argue.
Whistling, he pulled out of the B&B with an unconscious Claudia and only one hidden person around to witness the event.
Author: luna_dove
Summery: Michael Yardly, a dangerous enemy from Myka’s past, shows up bent on revenge. Years ago Myka put his brother in jail for the death of her sister, Tracy. Now he is determined to make Myka pay by targeting the family Myka has built for herself, especially one member that has filled the void of her little sister: Claudia.
Rating: PG-13 for violence and swearing.
Spoilers: Spoilers up to and including "For the Team."
Disclaimer: I don’t own Warehouse 13.
Previous Chapters: Prologue, Chapter 1
Chapter 2: Intruder
“Ready to go?” Pete asked, picking up his suitcase. It had been weeks since he had been allowed out on a mission, and was itching to get back to work.
“Just a minute.” Myka said, smiling at her partner’s insistence. She was sure that his enthusiasm would wear off in a few hours, but she wasn’t about to rock the boat now. “I have to talk to Claudia.”
“Fine.” Pete said, plopping his suitcase down and lying on the couch. “I might as well take a nap, since I’m driving first.”
“To the airport.”
“It’s still pretty far.”
“It’s twenty minutes away.”
“Like I said, far.”
“Pete, I just want to talk for a minute.”
“Yes, but you’re running on girl time. A minute for you means two hours for me.”
Myka just rolled her eyes and headed up the B&B stairs to Claudia’s room. She knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Claudia answered. She was in her room trying to replicate Fargo’s MARA from the warehouse, trying to take her mind off the fact that Pete was reinitiated as a warehouse agent. With her luck, she wouldn’t be able to go on another mission until she graduated from college years later.
“How are you doing?” Myka asked, knowing that post-mission depression had gotten to her.
“Pretty good, considering the fact that I’m being replaced by a man that can stuff 15 croissants into his mouth.” Claudia said as Myka chuckled.
“You’ll be out again in no time. Listen, I actually came in to thank you.”
“For what?” Claudia asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
“For listening to me at the graveyard. I - I needed to get some stuff off my chest, and you were there.”
“Am I the only one who knows what happened to Tracy?” Claudia asked, slightly astonished.
“Pete knows that she died in a robbery, and I’m sure that Artie has the story through the files he’s read on us at the warehouse. But you’re the only one that’s heard the whole story - from me, at least.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah. So, thanks.” Myka said, starting to back out the door.
“It’s okay. Hey -” She said as Myka started to walk away. “If you ever want to talk about it some more - I’ll listen. I mean, I know what’s like. To lose people you love.” Claudia said, trying hard to not let her face go red. Why did she have to be so bad at this emotional stuff?
“Thanks Claud.” Myka said, right before Claudia gave her another lightening fast hug and then threw herself down on her bed, picking up the gizmo again.
“No problem.” She said, giving Myka a grin, which was promptly wiped off of her face when the gizmo electrocuted her. “Ow!”
Chuckling, Myka made her way downstairs to where Pete had a pillow over his face, trying to fall asleep. “I’m finished, and it wasn’t two hours.”
“But it was more than a minute.” Pete stuck a finger up into the air, like a lawyer trying to empathize a point. “Girl time!”
“C’mon. I hope you got a lot of sleep, because it’s going to be a long mission. I can have a vibe.” Myka teased.
“Vibe? You don’t get vibes, I get vibes. I’m the vibe person, you’re the snippy, woman with a mission person.”
Myka picked up a pillow and hit Pete on the face with it, laughing. She didn’t notice a man watching her through binoculars as she made her way out of the B&B, with Pete in tow.
*
“Okay, little guy.” Claudia said, putting down her gizmo. “Work!” She held her hands out, like she was trying to make electricity flow to the tiny bug in front of her. “Fine.” She pouted, getting up from her bed. Stretching, she decided to go down to the kitchen to see if Pete had left any of the cake that Leena had made yesterday. He’d probably demolished it all in one sitting - Claudia had learned long ago not to leave Pete alone with sugar of any kind.
As she had reached the living room of Leena’s, a knock came from the door. She opened it, and saw a tall, young man with blond hair. Despite the fact that his clothes and face were caked with dirt, she had to admit he was very good looking. His blond hair reached down to his chin, almost as long as Claudia’s, and his eyes were a deep, dark navy blue. He was wearing jeans and a flannel shirt, which showed off his well muscled arms. His hands were covered by gloves, the thick type that Claudia used at the warehouse to take care of electrical emergencies.
“I’m sorry to intrude on you like this, Miss. My name is Michael and I just moved here.” He said, giving her a breathtaking smile, showing that the only thing not covered with dirt were his sparking white teeth. “I was hired to haul construction supplies to a site, but I got lost. You live here, do you think you could give me directions?”
“Sure.” Claudia said, leaning against the doorframe. “Where do you want to go?”
“See, the thing is,” he gave an embarrassed laugh, “I’m really new here, and I forgot the name of the place. I do have it marked on a map here, though.” He reached in his back pocket, pulling out something that Claudia assumed was a map.
“No sweat dude. I just moved here a while b-” Claudia was cut off when he pressed a large cloth to her mouth and nose. The entire rag was damp with a sweet liquid.
“Chloroform.” Her mind registered before the drug kicked in and she fell to the floor.
“Well, that was easy.” Michael said, picking up the unconscious girl and hauling her out of the B&B. He stuffed her into the back of his car without much worry. She’d be out for hours with the amount of chloroform he put in that rag.
The first step had gone smoothly. Maybe fate really was with him. And why not? Myka Bering needed to be punished, and if the universe wanted to help him out a bit, he wasn’t going to argue.
Whistling, he pulled out of the B&B with an unconscious Claudia and only one hidden person around to witness the event.