Title: Off Kilter

author: Cindy Ryan

notes and summary: See part one

Three weeks had passed since Leena had voiced her concerns about Myka's aura. Myka had just started to hope that it'd been a Warehouse fluke. Then the dreams had started. The worst of it was Myka wasn't remembering them. Plus she'd never sleep walked a day in her life until these dreams had started. She'd had two so far. One she'd woken up in Pete's bed startling him. The second she'd found herself in the kitchen. Pete had joked that perhaps her subconscious had wanted a midnight snack.

Now as the bed and breakfast became quieter and the other agents turned in for the night. Myka decided to sleep in a pair of grey sweats and a black Colorado t-shirt. The morning sickness had thankfully started to subside. It was still there but not as frequent maybe twice a day. Myka's baby bump was showing more now. Myka gently rested her right hand on top of her unborn child as she padded barefoot to Pete's room and knocked. He opened the door and Myka saw the instant concern and worry cross his face as he found her on his 'doorstep'.

"You okay, Mykes?"Pete asked softly.

Myka twisted the bottom edge of her t-shirt nervously in her hands.

"Can I stay with you tonight?"Myka asked meeting his gaze. "Just to sleep...if I have another dream..."

"Yeah, of course."Pete replied as he stepped back. "My casa your casa."

Myka smiled at him. They finished getting ready for bed. Pete crawled into bed and reached for the light but Myka hesitated moving to look out the window.

"What if these dreams get worse, Pete?"Myka asked breaking the silence.

"Don't drive yourself crazy with what if's."Pete countered. "I haven't had a vibe in weeks. If this was more than pregnancy sleep walking..."

Myka turned the light off and sat on the bed.

" I need you to promise me something."Myka began softly.

Pete trailed a hand down Myka's right arm.

"Anything."Pete replied seriously.

Pete was worried about the dreams. With the Warehouse being the Warehouse and with what Leena was questioning about Myka's aura to have these dreams pop up had Pete more than a little concerned. But he saw the stress the dreams were putting Myka under so he tried to hide his worry. Hoping his outward calm would sooth his partner.

"I'm afraid my sleep walking could escalate."Myka continued. "If it does..."

"Myka we don't know that."Pete protested as he sat up and moved closer to her.

"Promise me you'll protect the baby."Myka pleaded her voice catching. "If I get somewhere..."

Pete gripped her hands in his.

"You're a packaged deal, Mykes. I'm protecting both of you. No argument."Pete said firmly.

Tears pricked Myka's eyes and she blinked them away. Pregnancy's hormones were a real thing and flared up at odd times. Though now Myka wasn't sure she could blame the tears fully on the hormones. She shook her head.

"Pete."Myka protested.

"No, you're not pulling the noble card on me."Pete argued. "If these dreams are something we'll deal with it; together."

Myka felt her resolve crumble and she slid beneath the covers. She felt Pete shift closer and then his arms were around her waist. A smile tugged at Myka's lips as she felt Pete pull her close. She didn't fight him. Not tonight.

"You're going to be a wonderful father."Myka commented softly.

"Only with you with me, Mykes."Pete replied his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't do this alone."

It was a long time before Myka fell asleep.

The next forty eight hours were without dreams. To Myka's relief she woke up in bed each morning as normal. Plus she'd had plenty of work to keep her busy. Pete and his new partner had been on a short assignment to Dallas. Myka had been relieved to hear they had been successful and would be home soon. Maybe even by supper. Perhaps it was the nesting part of pregnancy but Myka found herself looking forward to the 'family' meals more and more. Everyone around the table sometimes arguing sometimes laughing. Finishing her work for the day Myka shut her laptop left it on the desk and followed Claudia out of the warehouse office.

Pete had done a lot of thinking while they were traveling both to and from Dallas. The farther Myka got in her pregnancy the more tangled Pete's emotions got. One thing had become clear the closer to home he'd gotten. Pete had to figure out what his feelings were for his partner. It was the only fair thing; for both of them.

A chaotic hysterical game of charades had followed dinner that night. The winning team had been Pete and Claudia. Myka packed away the game as the group dispersed and went upstairs. Pete had taken the cups and mugs the group had used for various after dinner drinks into the kitchen and washed them. Myka heard the door as he stepped back into the living room. Just as Myka turned to face her partner Myka felt the oddest sensation and gasped, Pete was at her side in two long strides eyes filled with worry.

"Mykes?"Pete asked anxiously.

Myka remained still trying to identify what had happened. Pete's right hand gripped Myka's right arm so tightly she knew he was afraid she'd faint. The sensation happened again and Myka's eyes widened in wonder as she identified it. From the research she'd done Myka knew she was far enough along for this milestone. Myka lightly placed her free hand on her baby bump and was rewarded.

"Oh."Myka breathed.

The baby had moved. All the books had informed Myka it would feel like butterfly wings. That description was very apt. She felt slightly light headed.

"Myka!"Pete demanded in a tight worried tone. "Talk to me; what's..."

Myka grabbed Pete's free hand and placed it near hers. A few seconds passed and Myka thought the milestone had passed. That Pete wouldn't get to experience it then she felt the butterfly wings once more and smiled.

"Did you feel that?"Myka exclaimed happily.

Pete dropped to his knees his hand never losing contact from the baby bump. When he looked up at Myka her heart swelled by the love and wonder she saw on her partner's face.

"Was that?"Pete asked his voice catching. "The baby?"

"Yes."Myka replied her voice suddenly tearful.

"Wow."Pete said quietly.

"Guess the little one wanted to say hello."Myka replied her voice hoarse with emotion.

"Hello, little one."Pete whispered his hand still on Myka's stomach.

Happy tears streaked down Myka's face. She didn't stop them.