A/N: I cannot seem to write fast enough to please those who are following the story since I've included so many twists. Thanks for all the positive reviews, especially from Chinagirl18, mondler1998 and steampunk-archer. And my apologies for this being so short, I wrote in about 10 minutes in hopes to get a little more done tonight. Seemed like a good stopping point.

All four of the remaining agents reached the Warehouse and shuffled slowly into the office. Leena pushed through the door that led to the stairs and zipline which led to the shelves of artifacts. She saw the looks on the others faces and was rather scared to ask what had happened while they were away, but she had to know. These people were her family as well.

"What happened?" she asked while her voice shook in fear of really knowing.

No one answered. Instead, they all slumped into their seats, not knowing what exactly to say. An agent was dead and there was nothing the team could do to save her.

"Where's Myka?" Leena asked, although she felt like she really didn't want to know the answer.

Artie didn't have to say anything, but instead he lifted his head and looked at Leena. He was nearly in tears and Leena's heart fell to the floor, her following shortly. Her knees buckled and her hand went over her heart. She couldn't believe it. She didn't know what would happen since Myka was dead. Who would hold this team together now? What about Pete? Earlier, although she didn't tell anyone, when she and Pete were alone he mentioned his feelings for Myka, but he was scared to tell her. Now, Pete would never get that chance. Her heart broke for the woman who was killed before her time; her heart broke for the man who lost someone he loved; her heart broke for the couple that could never be anymore; her heart broke for the family that would never be the same, but then she knew she had to be the one to help everyone. She was the one that had to be strong. She did it before Myka came and now she would take her position back and continue moving. She had to. There was no choice in the matter.

She stood tall and all eyes in the room found their way to her.

"We can't stay like this," she said as everyone looked at her. "Myka wouldn't have wanted you all to feel this way or act like this."

"How do you know what she would have liked?" Pete interrupted. "She's gone, so it's not like we can ask her now. Our friend was murdered. Let us mourn for her."

Everyone in the room agreed with Pete, but Leena knew she had to keep going.

"Yes," she began again. "It is a terrible loss, but think about all the good we're doing as Warehouse agents. Can we afford to stay here and mourn for her or can we find the person who killed her? Can we save many more lives? Or are we going to worry about the one we couldn't save for the rest of our lives?"

Claudia stood and walked over to Leena. Although she looked as if she was going to hit the older girl, Claudia hugged her instead. Others in the room began to realize that Leena was right and they all knew what they were first going to do. They were going to hunt down Alice and make sure she was gone for good or die trying. No one would be persuaded otherwise.