Title: Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.
Pairing: Myka/HG
Disclaimer: I do not own Warehouse 13. This story takes place sometime after 4x17.
Summary:
Myka ponders on telling the others she has cancer while HG is still living with Nate and Adelaide but not for long. ;)
Enjoy and be patient, this is my first Warehouse 13/Myka&HG story!
P.s. : Title is a R.W. Emerson's quote.
Please leave me feedback, I still don't know if i should continue this!
Chapter 1
Myka was sitting outside the B&B enjoying her first night off after what seemed like forever.
She was still trying to process everything that had happened in the last 48 hours.
Her mind kept wondering to her doctor's words.
She needed to let her thoughts run free. A part of her wanted to forget about all of it but there was also a small part of her that wanted to share her secret with someone.
Myka hadn't told Pete. She hadn't even told her parents or Tracy or…
Helena.
She didn't want to bring them into this.
Myka had tried to approach Pete and have a serious conversation with him but each time she had changed the subject and avoided talking about her feelings.
She suspected that Pete knew something was up because she had caught him staring at her more than once while they were doing inventory at the Warehouse.
Claudia had been too busy with Nick, the new kid, and Steve and Artie … She couldn't burden them with her problem.
Myka sighed again and looked up at the starry night.
Do not even think about her, Myka. She is fine, she has a new life… She doesn't need you to… To bother her.
"Hey, I brought you some chamomile tea…" said a smiling Abigail Cho,"I thought you'd like something to drink…."
Myka nodded, "I'd love some tea…" she said, "Thanks."
Abigail smiled again and handed her a steaming cup of tea and sat down on the chair next to Myka's.
"What about some company?…Mind if I join you?" Abigail asked.
"Be my guest…" Myka smiled, weakly. Abigail hummed and looked up at the sky.
"I love this place…" Abigail said.
They sipped their hot drinks quietly for a few moments.
Myka sighed again and felt the B&B new owner's eyes on her.
She felt the words leave her mouth before she could stop them.
"I miss Leena." Myka said quietly looking down, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean it like that… I just meant I miss her but I'm glad you're here now."
Abigail nodded, "Thank you."
"It's good to come home to someone after a job and, after Leena was… Before you came here, the B&B felt weird…" Myka said.
"I'm sorry for what happened to her." Abigail said.
"Me too." Myka said, "… She was a true friend."
"A rare species…" Abigail stated.
Myka smiled her sad smile while her mind wondered to another friend of hers: Helena G. Wells.
"I'd like for us to try and be true friends… I mean, if you want…" Abigail said slowly, "Life's too short and the Regents gave me the possibility to start a new life here at the Warehouse. I took it and… I feel like we could try to be friends…"
Myka nodded and her heart ached for the sad tone on the other woman's voice. "I'd like that…" she said, "I'd like that very much."
Abigail smiled.
"That means you can tell me anything you want, Myka. I won't judge." The owner said, "After all…It's my job to listen."
Myka sighed and looked up at the sky.
"I know…" she whispered.
You can't cry.
You can't, Myka. Not in front of her.
She'll think you're crazy.
"Then, tell me." Abigail continued, "I know something is up and Pete knows too."
Myka sent her a surprised look "You and Pete talked about me?!"
Abigail shook her head.
"I saw the way he was looking at you." She said, "He's upset and he can't focus if he's worried about you."
Myka licked her lips nervously and looked down at her hands.
"Did you came out here to psychoanalyze me, Abigail?" The agent said gravely, "Do you want to be my friend or it was just one of your tactics to make me say what I don't want to?" Myka continued, looking hurt.
"Myka, I would never lie about wanting to be your friend. And no, this is not a tactic, I swear. I just want to help." Abigail explained, calmly. "You need to talk to someone. I know something's bothering you. I can see that."
Abigail placed her right hand on Myka's forearm in a encouraging way.
Myka calmed down a bit and sighed again.
"I have cancer."
The words still felt foreign to her, although she had rehearsed them a lot during the past few days.
Myka looked up at Abigail's shocked expression.
The former psychotherapist quickly regained control of her emotions and took Myka's hand in hers and squeezed it.
"I'm sorry...You're not alone, Myka." Abigail said looking into the agent's green eyes, "Never forget that."
Myka let the tears fall and let Abigail take control of the situation.
The B&B's owner helped Myka to her feet.
"Let's walk for a bit, ok?" Abigail asked.
Myka nodded.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have blurted it out like this..." Myka whispered as they walked into the clearing behind the B&B.
"No worries." Abigail said, "I think you needed that."
Myka chucked, "Yes, I think so too..."
"You're a strong woman, Myka..." Abigail said, "And you have a family who loves you and supports you."
Myka sighed and looked everywhere but at the other woman.
The moon and the stars were shining brightly in the sky. The atmosphere was magical, very romantic someone might say, but the circumstances were different.
"I don't want to worry them, Abigail." The young agent said as she and the other woman come to a stop under the huge tree at the end of the clearing.
Abigail nodded. "I understand." She began, "Just think about if Claudia or Pete were at your place. Wouldn't you want to know?"
Myka looked the woman in the eyes and saw friendship, worry and compassion.
"Of course I would..." The curly haired agent replied.
Abigail looked up and smiled at the quiet night. "Then you have your answer, Myka."
Myka followed the woman's gaze toward the sky and thought that maybe Abigail Cho was right.
TBC
