The silence in the car was thick of tension and negative feelings as Steve drove Harper home from school.

She had a look of murder on her face as Harper looked out the window while Steve just tried to remain calm until all hell broke loose back at the bed and breakfast.

Steve knew that Harpers' anger was directed at him, but he had been there that morning trying to subdue the argument between her and Claudia before school and it didn't end well, causing an imbalance within the family.

He pulled up to the bed and breakfast, Harper jumped out of the Prius and stormed towards the house while Steve was just getting out of the car.

Steve shut his car door and watched Harper "3…2…1." He said, just on cue as she slammed the front door and made her way into her bedroom.

The warehouse agent sighed as he walked up to the porch and into the house where he could already hear Myka and Pete trying to comfort their 'niece' through the door.

"I made cookies. Chocolate chip, your favorite!" Pete remarked as Steve climbed up the stairs.

Myka and Pete looked over to see Steve quietly shooing them away, leaving him alone with Harper to finally confront what had happened that morning.

Harper was technically 15 at this point, he remembered being 15; full of hormones, angry and frustrated with a hint of hopelessness, but he hadn't been a 15-year old girl which made things a bit complicated all things considered.

Steve opened her bedroom door "Harper," he said.

"Leave me alone!" Harper hissed as she laid in bed.

"Harper, seriously." Steve remarked as he closed the bedroom door and looked at Harper who was looking away from him.

Steve huffed "You're going to pout about this?"

Harper looked at him, frustrated and angry with tears threatening to spill from her eyes "It's not fair!"

"Well nobody said it was going to be, Harp! You're not the only one who has to deal with this." Steve responded.

Harper rolled her eyes "Well it seems like I am. She's not your mother! She's not even your wife…or your girlfriend. She's just your friend!" she hissed.

"That is unnecessary, and below the belt!" Steve interjected.

Harper stood up from her bed "Well, oh well! If someone had told me that this was what my life was going to be, I would have neutralized myself."

"You don't mean that." Steve said.

"But I do! Dad, this all sucks. I don't really have a family, I'm just the runt of a very unusual liter." Harper remarked.

Steve sighed as he sat down on her bed, forcing Harper to sit next to him as he held her close "Harp, this isn't what I wanted either; but it's what we got. Do you think it's easy for me? She's my best friend, and I miss her as much as you do; but I make due." He told her.

"But it's not like your mom is dead, she's just the caretaker. I mean, it was her destiny; it was destined for her long before you ever came along. And believe it or not, when you were little, it was always in the back of her mind about when that day came." Steve remarked.

Harper swallowed hard "I just…I miss her so much, and it hurts. But even when she's with us she's not actually with us. And it makes me so mad because I just want us to be a family unit again." She told him.

Steve hugged her close "I know, sweetie. But she's always going to be your mom, just like she'll always be my baby mama." He remarked, getting a chuckle out of Harper.

He finally pulled away from his daughter "And someday, maybe, if you ever become caretaker, you'll understand. But right now, be you…be the 12-year old you." He said.

"I'm 15."

"No, you're 12."

"I'm 15."

"No…seriously, you're 12."

"Really, cause the state of South Dakota says I'm 15."

Steve huffed "Okay, fine, you're 15." He said, giving his daughter another tight squeeze.

"But, Uncle Pete made chocolate chip cookies, so I'm gonna go have a cookie." Steve said, getting up off the bed.

Steve looked at Harper, she looked more like her mother every day but with these bright blue eyes, his blue eyes to be exact.

"I love you." He remarked.

Harper smiled "I love you too." She said.

Steve left her bedroom and walked downstairs where the entire first floor began to smell of chocolate chip cookies "There still better be some for me." He remarked as he walked into the kitchen.

He walked in to see Myka and Pete sitting at the dinner table with a small plate piled high with cookies, Pete had one cookie in each hand as he already had one in his mouth.

They both turned to see Steve, Pete and Myka looked at each other before Pete extended one of his arms towards Steve "Cookie?" he muffled out.

Steve sighed as he grabbed the cookie and took a bite before sitting down next to Pete "So, how'd it go with Harper?" Myka asked.

"She misses her mom." Steve remarked, taking another bite of the cookie.

Myka pouted "Poor baby. Has she thought about maybe talking to Claudia about it, rather than fighting with her?"

Pete shook his head "Myka, come on! She's a teenager, teenagers don't show vulnerability! Teenage girls talk about make-up, and clothes…and kiss boys."

Steve was alerted by the last bit as he sat straight up, breaking what was left of his cookie on the table "Kiss boys…" he muttered to himself.

Pete and Myka panicked as they looked at each other before shaking their head and laughing at that thought "…but Harper, she doesn't kiss boys! She's always at the Warehouse…dusting the artifacts." Pete retracted.

Steve sighed "…she's growing up, that's the problem. Claudia is so caught up in being the caretaker that she's forgetting that Harper is growing up." He said.

"Oh, am I?" they heard behind them.

The three agents jumped, Pete getting out of his seat and turning around to see Claudia behind them; in a suit jacket and a skirt with her red head pulled back.

"What the—how many times have I told you not to do that? My heart is not what it used to be, Claude!" Pete remarked before sitting back down at his seat.

Claudia smirked as she walked towards the three agents "Well, I'm sorry." She said, patting his shoulder.

"So what's going on here at the gossip circle?" Claudia asked.

"Well, Harpers' not kissing boys, she misses her mom, and you are missing her growing up." Pete remarked as he put another cookie in his mouth.

Claudia grimaced "Lovely."

"I say it because I care." Pete remarked with his goofy smile.