I had a very short dream lastnight that took place after 'No Pain, No Gain" but in this scenario, Myka gave birth before Pete could neutralise the dog tags. The fact that the baby was not part of Myka (Myka being the subject of the wish) when the artifact was gooed, it only gave Myka her thin body back (but not her lactating breasts), it didn't take away the child. So now the Warehouse has a newborn on their hands.
The warehouse was at its normal hustle and bustle; Pete, Jinks, and Claudia were all sent out on an artifact retrieval mission. Myka was left behind at the Warehouse with Artie; she had a new born to feed. Due to her very short gestational period with the infant, she wasn't able to form the same strong bond between mother and child that was common of motherhood, so she was completely fine in leaving their baby girl with Leena at the B&B for longer periods of time. Both Myka and Pete, along with the others at the Warehouse, still loved the child, but it was still a very different situation. Pete and Myka were best friends who had a baby daughter together via artifact. Neither of them really knew what to do about the situation.
At lunch time Myka left Artie at the Warehouse as she went back to Leena's. When the agent entered the B&B she was shocked in hearing murmurs coming from the common room directed towards her baby. It wasn't the mummers in themselves that surprised her; it was the source of them. The voice wasn't Leena's, but she still knew it well.
Myka swiftly walked into the room; her eyes lay on the sight of HG cradling her baby, hushing sweet nothings to her, as she fell into slumber.
The woman lifter is smiling face, in hearing the other woman enter. "Hello Myka," her smile only widened with her greeting.
With a dumb founded look to her, Myka slowly walked up to HG. They shared an awkward silence, Myka not knowing what to say. Here was the woman she loved, holding hers and Pete's offspring.
"Well," HG said to break the stroppy moment, "I see you and Pete finally took the plunge together," she gestured towards the sleeping baby with a sly smirk.
"Not funny!" Myka huffed, her face too, breaking into a smile. HG chuckled at her reaction. "What are you doing here? Where have you been all this time?" Myka finally found her voice.
"I can't divulge everything just yet, but I can say I was working with the regents. There is something big coming our way. I don't even know the whole extent of it." Myka shot her a concerned look. "And as to why I'm here, well the regents sent me back and told me to wait. They believe that Artie and the rest of you may need my help soon on something."
"What something?"
The Victorian shook her head, "I haven't the slightest inkling."
Myka sighed; hating being left in the dark. "So, umm," the brunette sucked in her lower lip and put her hand to her hip, "I have to feed—"
"Oh right, yes of course," HG handed the girl to her so she could drink.
"Thanks," Myka smiled at her before quickly taking the baby up to her room; not quite sure if she should just feed the child there with HG still in the room. She had done it with Leena present on numerous occasions, but somehow she didn't know if it was okay with the Victorian.
Straight after she was done with breast feeding, Artie Farnsworthed her in a fluster and needed her back at the warehouse ASAP.
On the way down the stairs Leena appeared. "Hey, are you okay with HG looking after the baby for a while? I have to go run some errands."
"Yeah, no, of course that's fine," She smiled. "But I have to run now, so do you mind telling her everything she needs to know?"
"Oh, sure no problem," The clairvoyant took the, now fussy, baby out of her hands, before the agent scurried out the door to her frantic boss.
HG had not separated herself from the child all day. Even when Leena came back, she didn't give up the baby. She had fallen hopelessly and utterly in love with the baby girl. The small girl had brought back all the memories of Christina as an infant. A few times HG had found herself tearing up towards Myka's daughter.
When the little baby was tiered out for the evening, HG brought her into Myka's room. The Victorian crawled on top of the agent's bed and sat cross-legged, leaning up against the headrest; placing the child between her legs, using her body as a cradle. In no time at all, the baby had fallen fast asleep, hopefully, for the entirety of the evening.
HG just sat there quietly, stroking the baby's head and face with the back of her index finger. She didn't really know how long she was there until Myka came in, after a full day's of work.
The brunette stopped herself at the door; drinking in the scene in front of her. She bit back a grin at her Helena with her daughter. HG looked up at her, "Oh, would you like me to leave now?"
"No, no, it's fine. Stay." Myka walked in; kicking off her shoes into the closet before grabbing papers out of her briefcase. Wordlessly, the younger woman sat next to HG in her bed; leaning up against the headboard as well; bending her knees to rest her paperwork on them. She grabbed a pen off her night side table after stroking her baby's head a few times, to say hi to her, even though she was asleep.
Myka tried to concentrate on her paperwork, but she was having difficulties with HG right there next to her. She soon found herself completely torn out of it, when she felt HG dip her head down to her should, kissing it lightly. "I missed you, Myka," she murmured into her body. The American's breath fell short; closing her eyes in response to the woman's touch.
Helena then raised her head and planted another kiss on her cheek where Myka leaned into it. "I wish that this was our baby, not yours and Pete's," she said before moving up again, kissing her temple. Myka gasped, forgetting to breath. She wished that too, she wished she had a child with someone that she was in love with, not just her best friend whom she loved.
"You can be her mum," Myka was hazy in thought, but still spoke her mind. HG gently brought her hand up to the opposite side of the brunette's head, and effortlessly turned it towards her face. HG then brushed her lips over Myka's; making the younger agent drop her papers and pen on the bed. The Victorian kissed her softly and lovingly. Myka then raised her, now free hand, to the other woman's face, and possessively took hold of her, pulling her closer; deepening their kiss. She missed the woman more than she had known, and loved her more than she thought possible. She would make them a family, she just had to now.