Chapter One: No Plans

"Girls, this is gonna be a great day." Pete threw his arms around Myka and HG's shoulders and pulled them close. He felt HG tense, then relax.

Admittedly, Pete was much more affectionate toward HG since Artie had put things 'right' after the warehouse explosion and of course they had to deal with Artie being in a coma from using the astrolabe and the nightmarish dreams he told them about when he awakened. At least things were back to normal—by Warehouse 13 standards. To Pete's relief, HG was even growing accustom to his outbursts of affection.

"Uh-huh." Myka had long ago become endeared to Pete's warmth.

"And other than the obvious, what makes this day so great?" HG turned her head toward Pete.

"HG, its Valentine's Day. The day of love. . ." Pete released his grip on the women and held his hands over his heart. "Amore." He spun around to face them as he began to sing. "When the moon hits the sky, like a big piece of pie, that's amore."

Myka glanced over at Helena who wore a WTF expression. Helena slowly looked toward her. Myka grinned as she tilted her head downward.

"May I infer you have plans for the day?" HG turned her attention back to Pete.

"Correctomundo." Pete pointed his fingers toward HG.

Myka exhaled loudly and placed a hand on her hip. "Oh, Pete. You haven't been seeing Lisa long enough for a romantic Valentine."

Pete immediately provided his reasoning. "So I picked Leena's brain and came up with the perfect plan. I've planned a completely unromantic evening. And since I'm not trying to make it romantic too soon, it will actually make it romantic."

"Reverse psychology." Helena then turned toward Myka. "And your plans?"

"Nothing concrete." Myka glanced away, looking absently about the room.

"Really?" Pete looked quickly at HG.

"Yes, really." Myka turned toward Pete. Why did he have to rub in the fact?

Now, it was HG's turn to attempt to hide a grin.

Myka's brow furrowed slightly at Helena's reaction.

Leena came into the hall. "Just how did you get Artie to give everyone the day off?"

"Bow to the king." Pete tilted his chin at a very high angle.

HG gestured toward Pete. "Your highness, King Lattimer, arranged a rendezvous between Artie and the good Dr. Caulder."

Pete rounded his hands around his mouth. He made several 'roar of the crowd' sounds. He then gave the royal wave. "Yes, thank you, thank you."

Myka reached over and slapped down his still waving hand.

"Well, I have some cupcakes and cookies to bake." Leena headed toward the kitchen.

"That's all you have planned?" Myka was a bit surprised.

Leena turned back. "Part of it. I'm going to take them out to the nursing home this evening. You'd be surprised how many couples are there together. Several volunteers are fixing a special dinner for the residents. Pete what time are you and Lisa going over?"

Myka's mouth dropped open as she looked toward Pete.

"I'm going to pick her up at 5, then we'll come back and get you."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Pete walked toward Leena. "But we should probably discuss it while you're baking. You may need someone to lick the bowls."

Claudia came bounding down the steps, headed straight for the door. "Hi, guys, bye guys."

"Where are you going?" Myka knew only Artie's wrath could budge Claudia out of bed on a day off.

Claudia walked toward the two women. "Didn't I tell you? Dwayne's band got a gig for tonight so we've got some rehearsing to do."

"You're joining them?" Myka tilted her head to the side.

"Well, yeah. You are looking at the guest performer." Claudia gave a small curtsy.

HG replied with a golf clap. "I'll expect you to give a magnificent performance."

Claudia looked at HG, then glanced over at Myka. "Hope so."

Pete came running back down the hall. "Claude, hold up."

He produced a large red foiled chocolate heart from inside his jacket. "From my heart to yours."

"Aww, Pete. Thank you." Claudia hugged him quickly. "Gotta go."

Pete produced two more foiled hearts. "For my ladies."

Both responded with a thank you.

"Now, don't get jealous cuz Leena got her's first." Pete glanced at his watch. "I got stuff to do before tonight."

"So, no plans." HG looked at Myka.

"Nothing set. And you?" Myka reached up and absently twisted a curl around her finger.

HG leaned close, her shoulder brushed against Myka's shoulder. "Oh, yes. I definitely have plans." She then turned and walked away leaving Myka with a bewildered look upon her face.