A/N: Hey guys here's my second chapter of No Strings Attached! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Warehouse 13
Chapter 2~
Claudia got out of the black SUV with her laptop in tow and made her way over to Pete and Myka who were interviewing the Donnellys, the latest family whose house was broken into.
"So Mrs. Donnelly, you say you were here during the break in but you don't remember who or what did this?" Myka inferred.
"That's correct agent Bering," The tall brunette told her.
"Well what is the last thing you do remember before the incident?" Pete asked.
"Let me think," She paused, " Last night we sat down for dinner and my husband, Charles, said that he heard a noise coming from his office . So he got up and walked in there and the next thing I know I'm waking up and the house is trashed and Charles is on the floor unconscious and bleeding."
Myka looked to Claudia who had been typing Mrs. Donnelly's statement into her computer, then to Pete who returned her gaze. This was going to be a hard case if they weren't going to get any information from the witnesses.
"Mrs. Donnelly? Do you by chance have any surveillance cameras around your house?" Myka asked suddenly.
"Why yes we do they are on the outside," She replied to Mkya, " The police went over them and said they found nothing, not even any suspicious characters about on the streets."
"Well do you mind if we take a look at them?" Myka asked.
"By all means," Mrs. Donnelly told her indicating to the tapes on the counter behind Myka.
"Thank you for your time Mrs. Donnelly, We'll have these back to you by tomorrow," Pete told her taking the videos from the counter.
As soon as the team had made it outside and back into their truck Claudia was already putting in the first surveillance disk and putting on her head phones.
"So Mykes, any clue to who could be doing this?" Pete asked, "because frankly I'm at a loss."
"Pete we've only interviewed one person and she also gave us footage of the night it happened," Myka told him, "We might have better luck with the next one."
"Right, right. Okay onward James!" Pete commanded relaxing back into his chair.
It took a solid twenty minutes to get to their destination in they left a frustrated Claudia in the car to tend to the videos. As soon as the two agents entered the house they immediately noticed a similarity in the two homes. It could have been just a coincidence but both households had puppets, everywhere.
"Pete-"
"Yeah I know Mykes, dolls," Pete told her.
"Oh no young man these are not dolls they are highly valuable puppets," An older gentlemen told them.
"Mr. Peterson I presume," Myka said extending him a hand.
"Yes my dear and who would you two be?" He asked.
"Agents Pete Lattimer and Myka Bering secret service," Pete told him flashing his badge.
"Oh my secret service how exciting," The old man smiled, "What can I help you with?"
"We are here about your break in sir," Myka told him.
"Oh young lady I may be old but not old enough to be called sir," He teased.
"My apologies. Now what do you remember from that night?" Myka prompted.
"Well I was here with my dog, Max, in the kitchen and I had heard some movement coming from the living room so we came in here and then the next thing I knew I was waking up in my recliner here," He indicated to the worn down pink reddish chair he was sitting in.
"Mr. Peterson, how long have you had these puppets?" Pete asked him checking out the the different puppets on his mantle.
"Well the oldest I have is about thirty years old," He started.
"And your most recent?" Pete asked.
"Well the most recent is from the day before some hoodlums broke into my house," He told them.
Pete and Myka just exchanged looks and then turned towards the puppets.
"Mykes they both have been attacked and they both have puppets in their house and I'll bet you a jelly doughnut that if I call Mrs. Donnelly and ask her when the last time she bought a puppet she would say the day of the incident," Pete whispered to her.
"Um, Mr. Peterson if I may ask where did you purchase your most recent puppet?" Myka asked with a smile.
"I got it at Zozobra puppeteer shop about a ten minute drive from here," He told her.
"Thank you very much Mr. Peterson, If you think of anything else let us know," Pete told him.
Myka went to the car to see how Claudia was doing with the videos. She opened the car door just in time to hear Claudia let out an exasperated sigh followed by an annoyed growl.
"Not good?" Myka asked sympathetically.
"That's an understatement if I ever heard one. Nothing, I have nothing! I've been over these two disks alone two times!" Claudia told her.
"You didn't find anything at all?" Myka asked in disbelief.
"Well I did notice something that was odd but I couldn't get a good close up on it," Claudia said turning the computer to Myka, " Okay look right here."
Myka watched the screen and only saw shadows of people walk by the window. She looked up to see Claudia watching her.
"What? It's just the Donnelly's walking by the window." Myka asked.
"No it's not. If you look right here there are four shadows that pass by the window, the Donnelly's only have two people in their family, and if you look closely the shadows and considerably smaller in size than a human," Claudia filled her in.
Just then Pete came into the car, "You owe me a jelly filled doughnut!"
"So they bought a puppet the day of the attack?" Myka asked.
"No. They bought two!" Pete exclaimed, "and not only that but they had bought it from the same store, Pete two Myka zip!"
Myka and Claudia looked at each other and said, " It's the puppets."
A/N: Well here's chapter two! thoughts? Notes? Concerns?