AN - I've had this idea for the longest time and am quite surprised at how few Warehouse 13 FF there are. I'll probably label this as Pete/Myka but that pairing wont occur until later on in the story. Please note I still don't have a beta but I do use spell check. Finally I own nothing, please support the official release.

With only six minutes left trapped inside the warehouse Myka Bering, Pate Lattimer and Artie Nielsen were freaking out trying to figure out a way to survive the whole ordeal. Pete was picking up random inventory screens to see if anything could protect them while Artie fiddled with the bomb with Myka and H.G. Wells was messing with something else. Suddenly Artie's Farnsworth began to chime. Flipping it open Artie was surprised to see a young man he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Cant talk right now Rich, trying to figure out how to stop a bomb from blowing up."

"Good to see you too, how about you use my last gift to you? How much time is left?"

"Uh five minutes," stated Artie.

"Great, take it to the horse and if you can snag something like Lenape's Cloak, it should make you impervious to the blast because you need to either get in, concentrate and take it to the vault in the ruins of warehouse six, you remember where that was right? If you have the time toss it out otherwise hold onto the cloak and pray."

Grabbing the chair and pushing it along despite the calls of Myka and Wells.

"Pete have you seen the Lenape's Cloak?"

"Right here, why?"

"Bring it, meet me at the Trojan horse quickly."

Within a minute they were there and Artie threw on the cloak.

"The Trojan Horse used by the Greeks to get into Troy, it's said that this artifact allows you to get into anywhere. Graves had a hell of a time getting it in here until he discovered its little trick, once inside and thinking hard for three minutes you can enter any building anywhere. I am taking the bomb to warehouse six using the cloak to avoid the blast. Pete if something goes wrong I need you to find Richard Graves, he'll be able to find me again."

"Wait what?" exclaimed Pete but it was too late. Bracing for explosion Pete and the others were surprised to find the barrier vanish meaning that Artie had done it. Opening the horse they wanted to thank him but Pete couldn't see him. Rooting around inside Pete sighed

"It's a one way trip," stated Myka holding up the screen, "Where did he say he was going?"

"Warehouse six but he said we need to find a man named Richard Graves first, he'll be able to find him. Does that name ring a bell?" he asked Wells who looked stunned.

"Yeah he was legend from warehouse nine, he was an agent who disagreed with the regents. He had an idea that once we learned which artifacts were good and which were bad then we could use them in everyday things. He once stated that if we didn't evolve with it we'd never have any technology."

"Wait warehouse nine when was that?"

"Turkey 1517 through 1566, the Ottoman Empire"

"That's almost five hundred years ago, why are you talking about him as if he was alive?"

"Graves, or as he was known back then as Ertugrul, was one of the best locators of artifacts ever even going as far as locating at least five of the lost Dead Sea Scrolls. As punishment for disagreeing with the regents he was fired but kept on as an artifact hunter being paid for artifacts that he discovered. He was threatened to be bronzed after the regents discovered he had found and was using the Philosopher's stone."

"Harry Potter," exclaimed Pete in his fake British voice which both girls rolled their eyes at him and Wells continued.

"The real life Philosopher's stone grants eternal youth since even though he looks about twenty nine, he's really four hundred and ninety four. He's witnessed five warehouses and helped track down countless artifacts so if anyone knows where Artie is it's going to be him."

With that the Farnsworth that Artie left behind began to buzz, picking it up they were happy to see Claudia. After their hellos and everything Claudia asked where Artie was, after informing she with everything, Claudia who was fighting back tears said she'd get right on finding Richard Graves.

Pulling up to a hotel on the boarder between North and South Dakota Richard got out of his car and looked into the sky. Closing the door he went to the office and got himself a room before laying down on his bed and staring at the ceiling for a few moments before getting restless and getting up. Sitting at the small desk he began looking through his inventor of gifts he was going to present Artie when he got to the warehouse unless he was unsuccessful but then again that would just mean a different Agent to collect from. He had discovered another Dead Sea Scroll as well as Dumas' Pierre Picaud's Dagger from The Count of Monte Cristo which was a hard find since it erased all DNA evidence from the crime scene. He also discovered Attila the Hun's lion, a small statue that he carried into battle on top of a staff to show how fearsome he was, it gave the users amazing leadership abilities but also gave them a sort of blood lust.

One way that he kept up with the artifacts was another artifact he used, Artemis' arm circlet that heightened his reflexes. That had really come in handy when battling the undead when he discovered Ann Hibbin's Bible had begun to leech into the local graveyard it was housed in. In the history books Hibbin's was declared to be a witch and people believed that she wasn't one, in reality this was one they got right since Hibbin's was a witch. Setting the Bible and the dagger aside he picked up the lion statue and studied it, it had been a long time since he last saw this. Attila the Hun was alive when warehouse nine was around and Graves actually knew the man before he became hungry with power.

"Attila what are you doing out here?" asked Ertugrul as he hopped down from where he was sitting on a boulder just outside the city.

"Looking for you old friend, I'm going to be leaving for a while and I wanted to say goodbye. What is that? Another one of your old charms?"

Holding up the golden ring in the air looking through it.

"About a hundred years ago there was a poet named Tyrtaios who discovered a way to make people who couldn't create poetry. If someone wears this ring they should be able to write beautiful things, however there's a downside and I haven't figured that out yet."

"Downside, why not just put it on and use it? Something like that couldn't be bad could it?"

"You may think that but I've seen things that could turn your blood to ice."

After a few moments of silence Attila knew he wasn't getting anything more from his friend, instead they hugged like brothers before Attila turned and walked off. From the distance the next day Attila raised his staff with the lion perched on top of it with a nod towards his friend. Walking away from where he last saw his friend Ertugrul reached into his pouch and removed the little red stone before rolling it in his fingers and putting it away.

The little red stone sat in the palm of his hand now, squeezing it before putting it away. Walking over to the bed he rolled himself onto it and fell asleep. There was a final artifact that Graves had that he never turned in mainly because he thought it was really awesome. Back in 1935 a mechanic named Charles H. Garrett invented a water powered car, Henry Ford didn't like that and got him to get rid of it, instead Garrett personally gave it to Graves. It wasn't a real artifact, not yet at least, but it was something that shouldn't be out in public.

Turning on his side his thoughts went to out to Artie, he had met the man when he was a child actually. On a scouting mission to Moscow he discovered the young man inside of a bar, whispering to another man who Graves later discovered to be Alexander his contact, moving pass the pair he sat down and waited for his contact arrived, a bit amused to see that after Artie left Alexander sat down.

"Are you the man who will pay for these worthless pieces of junk?"

"That depends on what you have to show me."

"My friend is trading them for people, so they must be important."

"Yes, I am looking for a specific one though, a complete set of Matryoshka Dolls. Have you received these from him before," Graves asked sliding the photograph over.

"Not yet, but I have a few others would you like to see any of those? I have with me," Alexander said moving to check his bag and withdrawing a medium sized mallet and a chisel. Reaching out and touching the handle of the mallet Graves felt that spark and smiled.

"Yes I think we can make a deal for those as well."

He never heard from Alexander again, never actually discovering where Catherine the Great's Matryoshika dolls were located and still hunting them to this day. It wasn't until years later that he was formally introduced to the now older man.

Mrs Freddrick was standing near the door while Richard sat in a chair across the desk looking at the three men, James MacPherson, Artie Nielsen and Justin Bradshaw.

"So if what you're telling us is true then this young man is about three hundred years old, how is that possible?" demanded Justin but MacPherson stepped forward.

"You're new Bradshaw but even you must know that nothing is impossible. So you track down artifacts and sell them to the Warehouse?"

"Not really, more of paying Mrs Freddrick and the regents back after letting me keep the Philosopher's stone."

"Bradshaw, James if that's what the regents want then we have to believe that they know what they are doing."

"Yes and I'm not just here for a meet and greet, in fact I don't recall meeting anyone from warehouse twelve except for the main agent to turn in artifacts. I have a few items to turn in today," looking over to Mrs. Freddrick she nodded curtly then vanished before the agents even noticed, "Ok let's see what we have here, oh first is this," he motioned to a covered painting, "But don't remove it, that is the inspiration behind the book Dorian Gray, in fact it is the Portrait of Dorian Gray, I learned that it can capture your soul and keep you young forever. A side effect though is that it twists the user's soul, watched it first hand. Next is another painting, Henri Matisse's Painting of Dance, caused quite a lot of mayhem at a party, causes people to dance until they die."

Turning to Artie he smiled and removed one last artifact from his pouch and set it down on the table, slowly removing the cloth revealing the mallet and chisel that Alexander had sold him. A flash of reorganization was revealed in Artie's eyes but he remained silent.

"Yury Felten's mallet and chisel, turns people to marble. I could not find a good use for that one so I doubt it will be leaving the warehouse anytime soon."

"Wait what do you mean by that?" asked Macpherson.

"Well I believe myself that the artifacts should be studied and any of them that can benefit the world should be used. However I haven't discovered that many that are worth the risk. Consider the Chronos Sundial I turned in some time ago, it allows the user to control time itself that would be so helpful in the right hands yet if it was in Hitler's hands we would all be speaking German right now."

It wasn't that much later that Macpherson was declared a threat and sentenced to prison, Bradshaw was unfortunately lost in the Escher vaults during an incident with an accidental debronzing that led to the release of Ida Hitler, Adolf Hitler's older sister said to have died as an infant, she was an amazing woman and seductress, whose ideas would have destroyed all of Europe. After calling for assistance from Graves, he and Artie managed to trap her using Graves' own artifact Mehmed Orhan's cross which, since Ida was fluent in German, Latin and Turkish, gave Graves control over her. Ordering her to return to the bronze section the pair rebronzed her and started a new friendship.

Now Artie was lost somewhere in Cambodia, since the last known location of Warehouse Six was a city called Angkor which no longer existed. First he would have to go back to Warehouse thirteen to see if Artie's team knew anything about what was happening.

"Oh baby," called out Claudia bringing Myka, Pete and Leena over to where she was on the computer.

"Find something?" asked Myka.

"Yeah, it seems that Mr Graves has an personal account with the warehouse, how did I not notice this before? Anyways it looks like he was recently hoping around America and it looks like he might be returning home since the most recent purchase is a motel about five hours north of here."

"We have to go get him and see what he know about Artie," exclaimed Myka only to have Pete take her arm, "What?"

"It looks like he's coming here so why don't we just wait for him?" he explained calmly.

"But Pete Artie might be in trouble, hurt or even worse almost dead. We cant just sit around waiting."

"We wont be, we will all look up information about warehouse six. If it's anything like warehouse two then there will be tests to get into it."

"Warehouse two was lost, warehouse six was moved," chimed in Leena, "If we can locate it now then it should be still there, yes there will be a test but not a defense mechanism like two."

"Alright so that's the plan. Leena will Graves go to the Bed and Bath or here first?"

"Probably here, he never used the Bed and Bath before, no reason to start now."

Over the next few hours they did research and after that fell asleep at the desks and in the chairs.