A/N: Sorry for the delay, I made the mistake of buying the new Tomb Raider game…..

Chapter14

"Leena? What is it?" Claudia inched closer to the innkeeper, afraid of what she was going to say.

"Myka…. She's gone." Leena finally managed to get out.

"What?!" Artie yelled pushing away from the table, his chair falling over.

"Couldn't she be in the bathroom?" Claudia asked frantically running through the list of possibilities as to where Myka could be. Before anyone could answer Helena sprinted towards the bathroom, desperate to locate the missing agent. Flashes of earlier events flooded her mind, what if Myka was hurt? Or scared? She pushed the door open without knocking to find it empty.

Panic set in, how could she leave Myka alone? She could have easily explained her idea to Claudia to have her look into it. Helena felt a knot begin to form in her stomach; she knew this feeling all too well. When Christina was killed, this same feeling consumed every aspect of her life. Was she destined to lose everyone she ever truly loved? She leaned against the wall, her legs weak with the idea of losing Myka. She loved Myka, with her whole being she loved her. But she didn't know, Helena had never told her. The great HG Wells, who could create whole worlds with the stroke of a pen couldn't tell Myka how she really felt about her.

"She's not in the kitchen," Leena called, pulling Helena from her thoughts. Myka couldn't be gone, she couldn't be. Pushing herself up from the wall Helena went back to rejoin the others. She would search to the ends of the earth for Myka if she had to. She wouldn't let another day go by without telling Myka how she really felt about her. She would find her or she would die trying.

They all regrouped back in the dining room, having no idea where she could have gone.

"Where could she be?" Leena asked what was on everyone's mind. Artie sat with his head in his hands, Helena paced in the living room trying to find any sort of clue. Claudia went back to sit in front of her computer when she noticed something.

"Ummmm guys?" Claudia said; they all turned their attention to where the junior agent was pointing. The front door was open.

`When Myka fell asleep she was safe in Helena's arms but when she woke up she was alone. Myka peered around the room trying to find Helena but instead she found Mrs. Fredrick. After being an agent at the Warehouse for a few years you would think she would be used to her boss just popping up but she wasn't, none of them were.

"Agent Bering, sorry if I startled you. How are you feeling?"

"Not so good," Myka answered forcing herself to sit up.

"Yes I am sure, I have been briefed on your situation." Situation, that's a weird thing to call it Myka thought.

"Would you mind answering some questions for me please?"

"Alright," Myka answered laying the washcloth aside.

"I have been informed that you have been seeing things, people. Could u elaborate on that please?"

"Well, the first night I dreamt of Sam and Dickinson. Then while I was in the Warehouse I saw Macpherson, then my father this afternoon."

"What have they been saying to you?"

Myka hesitated, Mrs. Fredrick liked to get straight to the point but she never remembered her being this blunt. Trying to pick her words carefully, Mrs. Fredrick sensed her hesitation so she pressed forward.

"Please the truth Agent Bering, I can't help you if you're not honest with me."

Taking a deep breath Myka realized the Sage was right. If anyone could help her figure out what was happening to her, it would be Mrs. Fredrick.

"When I saw Sam he told me his death was my fault, if I had been on time he would still be alive." She stopped for a second to collect herself.

"Dickinson?"

"He said the agency had lied, that Sam's death was my fault."

"And the others?"

Swallowing, Myka told Mrs. Fredrick all about her dreams and sightings she has encountered. Mrs. Fredrick just sat and listened, offering no advice or pieces of information. Once she was finished, Myka laid her head against the couch physically and emotionally exhausted. After what felt like an eternity Mrs. Fredrick cleared her throat, "well that's a relief."

"Excuse me?" Myka pushed herself up from the couch confused.

Folding her hands in her lap Mrs. Fredrick continued. "Honestly Agent Bering the Regents and I have been trying to find a time to share something with you and I guess now is as good a time as any. Have you noticed your colleagues acting differently towards you?"

Myka searched through her memories, nothing stood out. "No, not really."

"Well Agent Bering for someone who claims to be very observant and have a photographic memory, you really have missed a lot."

"What?" Mrs. Fredrick has never spoken to her like this. "What are you talking about?"

"We have received reports from them stating that you have been slipping as an agent, that you have not been pulling your weight."

"They said what?" Myka's eyes started to well with tears.

"To put it bluntly Agent Bering, they don't want to work with you anymore."

Myka felt her chest tighten, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't be hearing this right.

"No they wouldn't….."

"I assure you they have, listen."

Mrs. Fredrick indicated the agents in the other room, their voices slowly floating in to fill the silence in the living room.

"How much longer do we have to pretend to look for a cure Artie?" Claudia's voice pierced Myka's heart, causing a few tears to leak out. Claudia was like a sister to her. She would do anything for her.

"This is so boring!"

"Yes," Artie was heard over the crackle of the fire. "Your right Claudia, we have wasted enough time. The Regents assured me they were going to speak to her about her performance and honestly it's about time."

"She has been a bit of a burden lately." No not Leena too. Myka knew she could be bossy sometimes but she really thought they genuinely cared about her, they were her family. Right?

"All she has done is whine lately. I don't know about you but I am tired of it."

"She has really dropped the ball, I mean she almost got Pete killed."

"Yeah Pete asked me if I would be his new partner." Claudia shared. "Jinx would kill me if I left him with her though."

Myka couldn't believe what she was hearing, everything had been a lie. The way they felt about her, the times they laughed together, all of it….lies. Just when Myka couldn't take anymore, Helena spoke up.

"It's as if the poor girl can't function on her own, she follows me everywhere. It's a wonder she hasn't managed to get any of us killed like she did Sam. I'm surprised the Regents chose her to join the team in the first place."

"Yes well, I'm afraid even the Regents make mistakes and they truly regret choosing her."

Myka felt the tears as the slowly rolled down her cheeks. She was numb.

"Agent Bering, on behalf of the Regents, Arthur and the Warehouse we would like to thank you for your service. I would say it has been a pleasure but, well….. Your things will be packed up and shipped back to your family's bookstore first thing in the morning. Do you have any questions?"

Myka felt like she was drowning, her lungs weren't working. She had to get out. Her legs carried her out the door into the fierce cold. She ran. She knew the branches were tearing at her skin as she ran through the trees but they didn't hurt. She couldn't feel anything.

"Keep running," a voice echoed in her head.

Absolutely exhausted she stumbled on the forest floor, tripping over roots while pushing herself to keep going. She had to put as much distance between herself and them. Her worst fear had come true; she was alone, betrayed by everyone she loved. No friends, no family, no place to call home. Shivering against the cold she slowed down wrapping her arms around herself, trying to hold back the sobs.

"They don't care about you, they never have."

Where was she supposed to go? There was nowhere. What did it matter? Who would care about where she ended up? Myka blindly made her way deeper into the woods.

"Myka!" Helena. Her words echoed in Myka's head. 'It's a wonder she hasn't managed to get any of us killed like she did Sam.' Hearing the voice of her childhood hero broke what was left of Myka's heart. And she thought she had a chance to be with Helena. Maybe they were right. Maybe she was nobody, a waste of space.

"Don't let them catch you."

Myka's legs carried her faster into the darkness. Plowing through the trees, stealing glances behind her to see how close they were.

"Myka where are you?" Pete, he was close. Trying to see where he was she did not notice the fallen tree lying across her path. By the time she saw it, it was too late. Tripping over the downed tree she went flying down the hill, hitting rocks and stumps on the way down. Finally sliding to a halt, a wet mass of limbs and leaves, she tried to get up and keep going but her body wasn't responding. Her head was throbbing, her chest aching. Her efforts to get her broken body moving were fruitless so she stopped. She gave up. Maybe it was better this way.

Myka never pictured it ending like this, dying alone in a ditch. She always imagined going out in a blaze of glory with Pete or taking a bullet for Helena, but never like this. Never alone. Myka forced her tired eyes open; she could just make out the stars through the trees. They always comforted her, ever since she was little. As her vision began to blur, she could hear the others getting closer. It didn't matter. This time they were too late.

A/N: Things are starting to look grim for Myka! Stay tuned to see what happens ;) As always, reviews are appreciated. The good, the bad and the ugly. I know they take time/ effort so I appreciate it. As always… all these mistakes are mine. Thank y'all!