Sorry this took so long for me to update. I've been kinda busy with school starting up again, but I've got a pattern now so the updates shouldn't be as long awaited and short. And I know a lot doesn't really happen in this chapter, but something will in the next one! Promise(: So read on, and don't forget to review!
"Something's bothering you," Leena sang, setting the last tray of food on the table.
"Nuh-uh," Claudia mumbled as Leena dropped into her chair at the table.
"So I'm assuming it's because Artie wouldn't go to the warehouse with the rest of the team?"
"No."
"I'm sure he had his reasons, Clau-"
Leena was interrupted at the sound of the B&B's door opening.
"Who could that be?" Leena murmured, starting to stand.
But then, a familiar figure appeared in the doorway. "Am I too late for dinner?"
"Joshua!" Claudia squealed, jumping up from her chair and rushing to him. "What are you doing here?"
Meanwhile at the warehouse
"No!" Pete shouted, jumping up from his chair. "This is something we talk about together. As a team. With Claudia."
"No Pete," Artie said, standing as well. "You cannot tell Claudia about this. That goes for all of you."
"I happen to agree with Pete," HG said. "I think that Claudia-"
"Has a right to know," Myka finished. "Artie, you can't just keep this from her!"
"I'm not keeping it from her," Artie said. "I... I've just decided not to tell her just yet."
"Artie-"
"End of discussion."
"But-"
"Myka, end of discussion." Artie said. "Now, sit down. We have work to do."
"Just came to visit," Joshua said, shrugging nonchalantly. "Surprise!"
"You should have told me! I could have planned your visit and-"
"Well I'm here now," Joshua interrupted her tirade of words. "So why don't you catch me up on all things warehouse?"
"Well, um, well um HG is back and we have a new agent, Steve..."
"Come on, Artie, put yourself in Claudia's shoes! If you were her, wouldn't you like to know?" Pete asked.
Trailer whimpered in agreement.
"Does no one understand the meaning of 'end of discussion'?" Artie asked exasperatedly.
"Artie, they have a point," Steve said, finally speaking up about his friend.
"Claudia would be too emotionally involved in this," Artie cried. "This is the exact reason we are not going to tell her! Because all she would do was speculate until we figured this out!"
"What, do you think you're protecting her," Myka's voice started to rise. "Because, believe me Artie-"
"This is not about protecting Claudia, she-"
"Doesn't need protecting!" Myka insisted. "Artie, if you were Claudia, wouldn't you want to know?"