So this is my first ever fanfic...R&R please (:

Any spelling mistakes and grammar are my own, so soz bout that if you see any

I do not own Warehouse 13

Claudia ran after him down the busy streets of the city, apologising hurriedly as she barged past other pedestrians. This guy she was after had the artefact and her perfect retrieval rate was not going to be ruined by some pathetic man who only cared about money and where he was going to get his next score.

She had chased him down several blocks and was losing steam sprinting after him; he was ahead of her by a good twenty meters, she looked at him and noticed he was on his phone.

Craptastic, she thought he'll be arranging a pick up won't he?

She continued running, despite the burning stitch in her side as the man turned a corner. She rounded it just in time to see him getting into an old black car of some kind. Claudia stopped running and focused on the number plate now getting smaller as it sped away, it was probably fake but that was all she would need.

WH04 TJ0 she made a mental note of it in her head then bent double, placing her hands on her knees, catching her breath.

"Claudia!" Steve shouted as he ran up the street towards her, trailing behind.

"I lost him, Jinksy" she replied when he had caught up.

"What happened?"

"He got into a car and drove off, he'd arranged it so he's not working alone" she took the Farnsworth out of her bag.

"Did you manage to get the plate?"

"Please, does a cheese doodle?" she flipped open the shiny black cover and called Artie. He answered after of couple of 'ZZZZZZRRRT ZZZZRRRRT's'

"What is it?" he asked impatiently, his glasses askew, clearly in the middle of something at his desk back at the warehouse.

"Oh, nice to see you too, eyebrows," Claudia replied with her own eyebrows raised.

"Yes – well I'm very busy Claudia. With you out with Steve on one case and Pete and Myka on another, the research required for both is very difficult to do when you both keep calling me every ten minutes!" he snapped.

"Jeez old man, cool it. We just need you to track a car down for us"

"Plate number?" Artie asked a little exasperated sigh in his voice.

"WH04 TJO" she said

Artie noted down the number.

"Is there any more info cropped up about the artefact?" Steve asked him over Claudia's shoulder.

"From what I've managed to dig up, the only possible artefact that has the power to turn objects into water is Theseus's ring" he moved the Farnsworth onto his computer screen to show an image of a golden ring. "Ancient Greek hero, son of Poseidon. Theseus was given the ring by his father as a reward for being the hero that he was, saving maidens and killing beasts and so on. Stories cropped up about the ring possessing great power"

"And that's where the whole magic-y water thing comes in right?"

"Yes it is believed that Theseus used the ring in battle to help him destroy his enemy's. Whoever wear's the ring has the power to turn objects as well as people into water"

"Yeah we gathered that Artie, our guy Max Killner just wiped out 3 men selling crack and ran off with the all the dope" Claudia said.

"Alright, I'll get back to you with details of the car" with that, Artie shut his Farnsworth, abruptly breaking the connection and the conversation.

"Is he a little touchy today? Or is it just me?" Claudia turned to Steve

"Maybe he just needs a nap?"

"Hm. You know, I've only ever caught Artie sleeping on the job once and I think he wants to avoid making a habit of it" She shut the Farnsworth and but it back in her bag as they headed back down the busy street to Steve's car.