'Mykes did you hear me?' apparently she did not since it took Pete's hand waving over her face to shake her from her ,given where her thoughts were leading her,she was eternally grateful of the interruption.

She would miss this,the familiar smell of homemade cinnamon scones Steve now made as a celebration after each snag,bag and tag this allowed for Pete to feel victorious instead of having a beer.

Pete caught Myka after breakfast,Myka knew he had an inkling something bothering her but he only ever physically touched her when he was really concerned being the male macho type that he was.

'Nerve failed him however when faced with Myka's questioning look,he dropped her arm and went to wait in the Jeep while she packed for their assignment.

''hey Mykes did you ever wonder what Artie holds in that bag of his,its like Mary Poppins briefcase in there,boy he would be handy in a downpour huh just take out that umbrella?'

Pete tried lighthearted conversation and giving a different twist on the definition of a tour guide all the way to listened while staring out her window misty from a light rain just beginning to would miss the feel of rain oddly enough,that scent of damp earth and wet wheat stopped in his one man act and when Myka noticed she turned to catch the frown on his they didn't have time to get inot that conversation as the first casualty of the wind landed on the bonnet.

'Pete is that a cow?'

'yeah I think so..I mean I hope so Mykes I think we have to get out and run for oover somewhere'

'Pete wait I think there's a …a woman over there…the storms not affecting her'

'what? Myka I cant hear you…look we have to run'

As Pete ran in the opposite direction,Myka ran towards the she was right it would seem this woman had an artifact that created tornados and the house she was targeting was in the middle of being permanently renovated.

Myka had the element of surprise as she stepped up behind the was surprised to find the woman clutching a brick in her made a quick judgement and went to snatch the brick from behind and bag felt herself slipping backwards through the dry dirt road and had to dig her heels in to stop from being whipped up into the tornado brushing at the tips of her coat.

As Myka heard the sparks fly from the brick as it was dunked in the goo,she felt herself weaken at the knees and had to catch herself on the woman who tried to run.

When Myka walked the woman back to the Jeep which looked like a delivery van for the local butchers,Pete acknowledged her with a thunderous anger in his eyes.

'we are having a serious talk about this Myka after we question her'

They managed to find a diner a mile and a half from the storm site.

'is there any way I could have the brick back..it was the last piece if my home I had with my…my husband'

Then came the tears which apparently Pete wasn't in the mood for.

'I'm sorry but I don't think its safe to give a crazed lunatic the ability to create a freakin' tornado in the middle of a desert but hey that's just me'

'Pete take it easy alright'

Pete just shot Myka a glare before stepping back and allowing Myka to play sympathiser.

'Im sorry mrs….?

'Mrs beckett'

'Mrs Beckett listen..uh..my partners a little stressed right now but he is telling you the truth,the power this particular brick has,its dangerous and it could hurt a lot of people'

'I just wanted..I just wanted to make…

'what did you want?'

'I just wanted to make those beauville's pay for what they did…'

'the beauville's?'

'they pushed me out,wanted my land for years and they didn't care who got in the way once they had it..and for what for the ugly shack they have there now'

'the house by the wheat fields back there,that was the Beauville's?'

Myka guessed although she had noticed the tornado move in the direction of the house as if it was aiming specifically for was yet another mess they had to clean up and as Myka kept talking to Mrs Beckett Pete went outside to make the call to the local police giving a false explanation to what happened down the road.

'you mentioned your husband,you used to live there with him?'

'we built that house ourselves from the ground up,we spent our first married year working together on that house we were so happy'

Fresh new tears made thir way to her eyes and she wiped them away on the back of her sleeve.

'two years later Jeff was..he was dead'

Myka let the woman have her tears while Pete slid silently back in the of the customers in the Diner seemed perturbed by this woman sudden outburst of heartlessness of some human beings was something Myka found she would not miss.

'he never told me,wanted to protect me but if I had known I would of cherished our time together and helped him through it…Goddamn Cancer took the love of my life and nothing can fill this emptiness I feel'

At those words Myka went into a sort of drive back to the airport was frosty even though sun lifted the dust moted from the dirt roads and made them dance in the shaded areas.

When the airport came into view Myka shifted in her seat sensing rescue from Pete's scrutinizing gaze but instead of driving into the carpark Pete stopped the Jeep on the side of the road.

'Myka's what is going on with you?'

'Pete we might miss our flight cant we ju-

'no…no Myka I don't think so…no deflecting ok I want to know whats up with you,you've been I don't know depressed for wee-

'ok you know what Pete if you're not going to drive I'll walk the rest of the way'

'defensive much Myka and hey you almost got yourself killed today ok so Im sorry but I'm worried about you,I don't particularly want to witness my partner becoming the next Warehouse statistic when you've always been so…

'so what Pete? I have been in far more dangerous situations than this'

''yeah but Myka I mean you have your wardrobe planned out two weeks in advance you're always so cautious'

Myka spoke simultaneously that Pete nearly missed out on what she said but when it hit him he couldn't stop Myka from stomping off with her suitcase towards the airport because he was fixed in place as if she had poured concrete over him.

He replayed the words over in his head on a loop

'I have cancer Pete,glad we had this heart to heart'