Title: Future Uncertain

Fandom: Warehouse 13

RAXS

Characters: Pete, Myka, Artie, Dorian, Trai.

Rating: T

Authoress Ramblings: Tag to Past Imperfect. Est. Pyka.

Denver, Colorado

"No…" Myka's voice was soft, and she reached for Pete, and cried into his chest.

He held her while she cried.

"It's over, Myks. It's over, you got him."

"Why would Jim do this?"

"I don't know, Myks, I really don't know."

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Pete led her out after the FBI was done talking to her, and she was done talking to Allison.

"I feel empty."

"You've been chasing this guy for three years, Myka; it's going to be draining now that it's over."

"I'm having trouble wrapping my head around it."

"You want to stop by your parents'?"

"Yeah."

Univille, South Dakota

Dorian was startled out of his reading by a barking dog. He got up to answer the door.

"Arthur, why is there a dog on my porch?"

"Long story. Do you have anything I can use as a temporary collar?"

"No…" Dorian said, "What's the dog's name anyway?"

"Trai, short for Trailer."

Trai barked at Dorian before drooling on his shoe.

"Lovely."

"Pete, I can't do this…not again."

"Myka…"

"I can't be with you, not when we run the risk of almost dying every day. I can't lose another partner."

"Myka…we can make this work."

"Pete, I don't think I can…not this time."

She turned away from him.

"Myka, please."

A quick trip to the pet store left Trai with a new collar, and a tag with the address for Dorian's on it. Artie's office now had a bed and bowls in it, as did Artie's bedroom, and an additional set at the B&B. Trai was happily laying on Artie's foot while he worked.

"When did we get a dog?" Pete asked, having just entered the room.

"Trai owns Artie." Claudia explained.

"Don't you mean Artie owns the dog?"

"The dog's name is Trai." Steve said.

"Dogs own us, cats are prisoners, but dogs own us." Artie said.

Pete approached Myka.

"Myka, I know you're scared, but we can get through this."

"Pete, last time I was in a relationship with my partner, he died. I can't deal with that again."

Pete embraced Myka.

"I'm not going anywhere."