I do not own any of the characters. Just basing my story from the tv-series Warehouse 13.

Nineteen Minutes Of The Future

London 1899

Helena sighed as she walked inside the familiar room. It was filled with collections and inventions that she has made. She walked across the room, headed for the familiar machine that she has invented. She sighed as she traced her fingers at the tip of the machine, she tried using it for the tenth time yesterday, tried to save her daughter in any way that she could think of, but nothing worked, the time machine was not enough, and on that day Helena began to lose hope. Hope that she could save her daughter from those men, hope that Christina would have been alive at this very moment, that she could talk to her, and hold her like she used to. She removed her hand from the machine and sat on the chair, she then began to connect some cable wires, and placed a part of the device on top of her head. She sighed and closed her eyes. She thought about herself, on how she would be able to live like this any longer, feeling so alone, surrounded by people that she hated, her brother who took all the credits of her work, and his admirers who were stupid enough to even believe that he was the one who created those genius books, and there are those people who were like the men who killed her daughter. But of course there is the warehouse, which was the only place she felt safe and home. And the people that worked there whom she had known since she discovered about the place, were the only people that she trusts and cared the most, after Christina's murder. She wondered if the future would be any better, how people and society would change. She wished and thought that it would be a better place. And by the thoughts about herself, the warehouse and the future, Helena accidentally pushed the button that she had in her hand, without even thinking what she had done.

South Dakota

Myka sat at the dinning table eating breakfast. When her phone suddenly starts to ring, she walked into the kitchen, placed her dirty plate on the sink, and walked straight back into the living room and grabbed her jacket.

"Pete! We have to go now!" She shouted from the living, so that Pete, who was still in his bedroom, could hear her. "Pete!? Are you still sleeping?" Myka asked again, when she didn't get any answer.

Pete's bedroom door opened a little, enough for Pete to stick his head out "Will be down in a minute."

"Well better hurry up, we don't want to be late again. I've given you an extra twenty minutes sleep today, and if we are still going to be late, I'll start waking you up at five in the morning." Myka replied.

"Chilax Myke's Artie won't be so upset." Pete replied, and this time he didn't stick his head out.

"Pete... It's Artie you are talking about."

Ten minutes later Pete finally went down. "Why do we have to be there so early anyway?" He said as he headed into the kitchen.

"I've already told you why. Now come one let's go, you don't have time for breakfast." Myka crossed her arms as she stood right beside Pete, who was searching for food in the fridge.

"But breakfast is important. I'm hungry."

"When are you not Pete?" Myka raised her eyebrow.

"Just give me a minute, I'll find something that I can easily carry with me." Pete gave Myka a smile, hoping that she would allow her.

"Fine... I'll go wait in the car, if you're not done in five minutes, I'm leaving you."

"Got it!" Pete smiled wider.

Myka walked outside of the kitchen and grabbed her car keys that was lying on the table. As she opened that door an unexpected visitor was standing right in front of her. "Helena?" Myka stood frozen for a while, as she stared at the woman standing in front of her.

Helena blinked as she stared back at the woman standing in front of her. She was not sure what had happened, but she suspected that something went wrong with her time machine. This was not the place she wanted to go, this was not the day that she wanted to change, this was different, this was... the future. Theories of what might have happened ran through her mind, until a woman's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"I- I thought you were in New York." Myka asked with a smile.

"I- I um... Changed my mind?" Helena answered, not actually knowing what to say.

"Why? Is there something wrong?" Myka began to look worried.

"No, no... Um do you mind if I use the loo?" Helena asked.

"Uh, no, of course not." Myka stepped aside from the door, letting Helena walk pass her.

Helena gave a smile, and walked inside. She looked around in wonder, looked at the furniture's, how different they look compared to the one's she had back home. Not knowing where the bathroom was, she accidentally walked right into the kitchen. She then saw Pete holding some sandwiches. "Oh! I- um sorry, I was looking for the loo."

"H.G.! I didn't now you would come today for a visit. I thought you were in New York!?" Pete smiled, as he took a bite of his sandwich.

"Changed my mind." Helena smiled. "Now, do you mind telling me where the loo is?"

"The loo? What- aahh! The bathroom. It's- it's right in the corner. Wait... you know where it is, why would you- hmmm trying to make fun of me or something? Thinking I wouldn't understand what loo means." Pete shook his head and smiled. "I'm gonna get you back at this."

"Umm... sure darling, what ever you say." Helena turned around and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door and dashed right in front of the mirror to check her face, she gasped as she saw her own face. She knew that something went wrong the moment that woman opened that door, she knew that her consciousness landed into her own body, when the two person that she just met, said her name. But she didn't want to believe it, because it was impossible. She thought that this was somehow amazing. By the looks of the furniture's and the architecture of the place, and how those two person outside were dressed, it meant that her machine does not only allow her to travel in the past, but also in the future. She didn't expect the society to change so fast, and this much, but this was somehow interesting to look at. "Well at least some things doesn't change." She said to herself, as she looked at herself at the mirror. "Haven't aged a bit!" She smiled, and then it hit her. She has not aged at all, she looked exactly the same. Even though she liked it, she knew that society wouldn't change that fast and this much, but it has and it would at least take a couple years in the future for these changes to occur, and the fact that she looked exactly the same made her think that there is something more. And these people, whom she just met knows her.

"H.G." Myka knocked at the bathroom door

"Y- yes?" Helena replied.

"Me and Pete are going to the warehouse, are you coming?"

Helene gasped the moment she heard the word, warehouse. Since she got into this place, it was the only word that gave her comfort. "Yes, will be out in a minute." She replied. She thought it would be nice to see how the warehouse looked like today. And there was something with this woman that she just met, she doesn't know anything about her, not even her name. But there is something about her that make's her feel safe, something tells her that she should trust this woman. But of course she learned not to trust someone that easily, it would take some time to see if she could really trust her and these people. She walked out of the bathroom with a smile on her face, and the thought of another adventure that awaits.

I hope you guys liked that! :) Tell me what you think of the story and I'll see if I'm going to continue writing it, if it's interesting enough for u guys! :)