It took them forever to realize it.

But they finally had – much to the relief of the rest of the Warehouse team/family.

Claudia Donovan and Steven Jinks had officially become a couple.

. . .

It had happened after that whole business with the pithos from Pompeii and Liam Napier. More specifically, during Claudia's 21st birthday party, at the bar after Cherrie Cherrie's performance.

Claudia had drank slightly – ok, maybe a lot – more than she could handle, and so Steve had volunteered to drive her back to the Bed & Breakfast that the agents of Warehouse 13 knew as home.

He had just managed ot get her stumbling form through the door when she said it.

"Hey Jinksy?"

"Yeah, Claude?" he asked, smiling gently at the girl as she clung to him like a life preserver.

"I love you, I think." She said, and he was about to respond in kind when the redhead continued.

"Not like I love Pete, or Myka, or chocolate…. Yummy chocolate…" she mumbled drunkenly.

The older agent couldn't help but chuckle at her tangent, but continued to listen, his heart beating faster with every word she said.

"But… but like, love you, like…. Yeah." She finished, as icy blue eyes searched warm brown ones, hunting for any hint of a lie.

He found none.

And to be honest, he was kind of in love with her, too, he realized. He had been, for a while now. For in reality, Steven Jinks was bisexual. It had just been so long since he had been interested in a woman – since Olivia's death, now that he thought about it – that he had begun to identify solely as gay.

"So….." Claudia said, before stumbling. She was so tipsy that she would've fallen face first on the floor if not for Steve's quick reflexes.

He managed to grab her around the waist with one arm, instinctively pulling her up to him. They just stood there for a moment , staring each other in the eye.

"I-I" Steve started to stammer, and next thing he knew, Claudia had wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his. He just stood there, frozen in surprise, until he noticed just how soft her lips were.

That was when he responded feverishly, practically devouring her lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He had wanted to do this for so long, that he just goes on automatic.

It is only when he tastes the alcohol on her breath that he realizes what is happening, and he pulls away.

Claudia looks up at him in surprise, then anger. "Why'd you stop?"

"Claudia, you're not in your right mind. You're drunk. We aren't doing this right now. I like you too, a lot, but I don't want to do anything with you while you're not in full control of yourself, alright?" Steve told her sternly.

She just rolled her eyes, then tried to shove him. Normally it would've worked, but this time he barely even moved.

"Come on, Claude. You're going to bed." And with that, Steve Jinks picked up the small redhead bridal style, carrying her up to her room.

. . .

Next Morning

Claudia sat up in her bed woozily, trying to remember everything that happened the night before.

Lets see…. Drinking, eating cake, talking with Pete, Myka, Steve, & Artie, singing with Cherrie Churrie…

Shoving her tongue down Steve's throat….

"Oh my goddess!"