For two people who were pretty much professional secret keepers, keeping Helena's pregnancy a secret was agonizingly hard. They wanted Vanessa to confirm officially first, and they wanted to keep it to themselves just a little longer, just in case. The issue was that every time they had a moment alone with one of their friends, or when someone would ask them what was going on, or one of their loved ones smiled at them because they couldn't seem to stop smiling, they wanted to tell them. Vanessa was waiting for them at their hotel in St. Paul after an artifact hunt. She drew Helena's blood and promised to get them the results as soon as she could. It still felt like a dream to them. It had been over a year since Myka's gender swap, and now here they were married and expecting the baby that had just been a flutter of a thought, a wish made by two hearts who shared the same dream, the same truths. Their lives had changed a lot over that year, and it was a little staggering to think about how much more they would change over the years to come.

"The Regents could have a problem with this." Helena said softly as they cuddled together on the hotel bed.

"They might." Myka agreed. "But something tells me that if they tried to act on it they'd have their hands full dealing with Claudia, Mrs. F. and Jane."

"I don't think they could have foreseen what bringing you and Pete into the Warehouse would do." Helena said.

Myka sat up so she could look down into her wife's face. "What did Pete and I do?"

"You two were the catalyst for change." Helena explained. "You made it possible for this family of ours to become a family. Yes, I was close to my beloved Caturanga, but he and I were an exception. We had nothing like this at Warehouse 12, there was a bit of fondness, Wolcott was a good man, dear William." She sighed softly as she took a moment to remember his former partner. "But we were all colleagues more than friends. No Warehouse that we know of has had agents' form a familial bond the way 13 has. The stakes, as they say, have been raised. Separating this team could very well do more harm than good."

"How so?" Myka asked.

Helena smiled, her voice laced with a bit of humor. "Would you want to be the Regent who tells Claudia she can't be around our baby?"

Myka chuckled as she shook her head. "No, and I wouldn't want to tell Pete he can't be Uncle Pete either."

"There will undoubtedly be guidelines, restrictions, rules to follow, but I doubt very much that they'll make us leave." Helena reassured. Now that she'd gotten it out there and they'd given their concerns acknowledgement, Helena felt a little better about it. Anything dealing with the Regents still tended to make her nervous.

Myka was quiet for a few moments. She lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling, watching the slow spinning blades of the ceiling fan as she thought. Then she asked, "Do you think we're being selfish, Helena? Do you worry about raising a child so close to the Warehouse?"

"Of course I worry about it." Helena said honestly. "But then I stop and think, sending Christina away from where the Warehouse was didn't keep her any safer then keeping her close. The Warehouse brought us together Myka, it gave us the ability to have a child who will be apart of us both, and I think it would protect our child as fiercely as every other member of our family would. So no, it isn't selfish. Brining a child into a home, into a family, who wants it, who will love and protect it and offer it the world to see it happy, isn't selfish."

Myka gave that some thought. She knew without doubt that the people who loved her and Helena would love their child, would protect their child, would do anything to make sure their child was happy, healthy and safe. She could even believe that the Warehouse itself would do what it could as well, and that helped to alive the concern she'd been having about bringing a baby into their realm of weird and wonderful. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Helena smiled smugly. "Of course I'm right."

They had gotten confirmation from Vanessa a few days after returning from St. Paul, but they'd decided they wanted to tell everyone at once so it was another couple of weeks of keeping baby Bering-Wells a secret because once one team returned another was off on a case. Finally things calmed down and everyone was home. They all gathered around the table in the sunroom for their morning meeting and while Artie assigned people to tasks long over due because they'd been so busy, everyone chatted and ate and threw around their normal morning banter.

"Pete, H.G. it's your turn to clean out the Gooery." Artie ordered.

Myka shook her head as she set her coffee cup down. "No, sorry, Helena can't do that."

While Helena hid a smirk behind her teacup, Artie's head snapped up so he could glare at Myka. "Excuse me? And why can't she do, what I the boss, am telling her to do?"

"Because it's impossible to work in the Gooery without getting goo on you." Myka explained. "No one has ever come out of cleaning the Gooery clean, except for Abigail and that's only because she goes in looking like she's about to dissect E.T."

"Hey." Abigail protested. "I would never dissect E.T.! That part of the movie always makes me sad because I feel so sorry for him. I cried because I thought they were going to hurt him."

"That part makes Pete cry too." Claudia said with a smirk.

"Does not!" Pete replied with a betrayed look on his face.

"I," Artie said sharply to shut everyone up. "Am still not hearing a reason why H.G. can't clean the Gooery."

"Helena can't clean the Gooery because we don't know if getting goo on her or if inhaling fumes from inside the Gooery will harm the baby." Myka said and then held her breath to see who would catch onto what she said first.

Artie thought that over for a second and then nodded, "Yes, ok, good point. We don't know what the effects of Goo or Goo fumes would have on the baby." It took a second for him to realize what he'd said. "Wait, baby? What baby?"

"Oh Em Gee!" Claudia squealed at a decimal that made Trailer cover his ears and Lulu shove her head under a pillow. "Helena's pregnant!"

Before she could reply to Claudia's statement Helena found herself engulfed in Claudia's embrace. She smiled and laughed softly as she returned the young woman's hug. "Yes, Myka and I are going to have a baby."

Claudia pulled back and did a little shimmy dance as she sing-songed, "I'm going to be an auntie! I'm going to be an auntie!"

"Congratulations you two." Steve said with a happy smile.

Artie groaned but there was a smile on his normally grumpy face. "I'm going to need to baby proof everything."

Myka looked over at Pete and asked, "So what do you think Uncle Pete?"

"I am going to be the most epic Uncle Pete ever!" Pete said before hugging Myka, picking her up off her feet and twirling her around before making a b-ling for Helena. The sound of Helena's laugh as Pete hug-spun her made Myka light up with pure happiness. She'd honestly been worried about how everyone would take the news, but she shouldn't have been. This was just how she wanted it to be, a happy family celebrating with them at the news of a new member soon to be.

"This is wonderful Helena." Abigail said as she hugged the woman.

"You helped me get to where I am, Abigail." Helena said softly. "Thank you."

Abigail pulled back and smiled. "I know Christina is so very happy for you too, and that she's thrilled with the idea of a little brother or sister."

"Oh!" Pete said with a huge grin. "If it's a boy you can name him Pete!"

"Yeah like the world needs another Pete." Claudia teased. "It could always use more Claudias though."

Myka laughed. "We have plenty of time to think about names."

Helena nodded and then pointed at Artie's breakfast. "Since right now the baby is about as big as that prune."

"Aww!" Claudia said. "Cutest prune in the world!"

"Great, I can't eat that now, it would be weird." Artie said as everyone eyed the prune on his plate. He grumbled under this breath and then said, "Ok, fine, H.G. can help me in the office and archives, and Myka you can help Pete in Gooery."

Helena did not want to be coddled. She was pregnant, not a fragile china doll. So despite Myka's protests she was still sent out on cases, normally partnered with Myka and ones close to home. When they'd gotten a ping from California the only ones available were Helena and Pete so Artie sent them off to track down an artifact that was causing trouble at a hotel full of conventioneers. Since Myka was currently in Japan with Claudia they wouldn't have to deal with her wrath until the case was long over and done, and Helena was safely home where Myka had left her.

"Are podiatrists always that rowdy?" Helena asked as she and Pete walked into their hotel suite.

Pete laughed. "You should see a proctologists convention." Once they were settled in a bit Pete turned to Helena and asked, "Do you need anything? Tea? Water? Something weird to eat like fish sticks and pudding?"

"Fish sticks and pudding?" Helena asked while giving Pete an odd look.

"We don't call them fingers and custard is like American pudding right?" Pete replied.

Helena laughed. "I'm fine, Pete, but thank you. If I need anything or if I regenerate I'll let you know."

"Ok." Pete said with a soft smile. "Cause ya know I'm here for you, all you have to do is ask, and I'll do whatever you need. Mykes said that when you were pregnant with Christina your brother was really there for you, and well, since that's kinda me now, I want to be there when you need me, cause I know you must be missing them both pretty bad right now, and well…" He stopped when he looked up at her and saw tears. "Oh, shit, I made you cry. I'm sorry! I said something stupid didn't did I? Oh, crap, Helena I'm sorry."

Her dark hair swayed against her back as Helena shook her head. "No, Pete, you're being very sweet and kind." She explained as she tried to wipe the tears away. "It's these sodding hormones! I was never this bloody emotional with Christina. It must be because this baby is half American."

"So my being sweet is making you cry?" Pete asked, a little freaked out and frightened by a crying HG. She nodded so he asked, "How do I fix it? How do I make it better?"

"You can't." Helena said softly. "It will pass."

"There has to be something." Pete said, growing a little more concerned and a little more freaked out. "What does Myka do?"

Before she could edit herself Helena confessed, "She lays down with me and we cuddle."

Pete smiled a bright smile. "I can do that. I can cuddle. In fact I'm a great cuddler."

He didn't give her a chance to protest or convince him she would be alright. Pete took her hand and led her into the room she'd claimed earlier. He told her to lie down and she did after slipping her boots off. He toed off his shoes and then lay down beside her. Her eyes widened a little when she felt his arm go around her, pulling her in closer to his body, but then she started to relax. Because her early actions had hurt Myka, it had taken a lot of work to earn Pete's trust, but the work had been worth it because now she had back the feeling of having a brother in her life. Not only did cuddling with Pete help calm the sea of hormones, but she felt safe and relaxed enough that Helena fell asleep in his arms. When she awoke several hours later she felt a lot better.

That night they were able to track down the artifact and while Pete chased after the man with the artifact Helena cut him off at the pass, which left the man sandwiched between her and her Tesla and Pete.

"I wouldn't try getting past her." Pete advised. "She's crazy hormonal and would take a lot of pleasure out of just zapping you for the hell of it."

Helena gave the man a smile that said Pete's words were true. "Now, be a good moppet and hand Agent Lattimer the money clip."

When Myka found out how Pete had looked after Helena while she was away she made him a big plate of chili cheese nacho fries and kissed his cheek as a way of thanking him. As the weeks went on the baby vibe settled a little and Helena being pregnant became the norm. That is until it was time for Helena's first sonogram, and then the excitement returned. True to her word about documenting everything, Myka had even taken a picture of the home tests to put in the scrapbook she was making, Myka had her phone out as the hand picked by Vanessa OB squirted gel on Helena's stomach.

"Bloody hell that's cold!" Helena yelped.

"She did warn you." Myka teased.

"So the technology exists to seen inside my womb and yet there is no way to warm the gel?" Helena replied.

Myka laughed. "It's part of the experience."

"Then I shall share the experience with you when we get home by dropped an otter pop down your shirt." Helena teased.

When the OB pointed out the shape of the baby on the screen the video footage became shaky because Myka was hold Helena's hand and leaning in close so they could both see the image. "Hello baby."

Helena smiled at the quiver in Myka's voice.

"Everything looks good." The OB reassured and then asked, "Ready to hear the heartbeat?"

The soon-to-be moms nodded their heads and moments later the most breathtaking sound filled the room. Their baby's heartbeat was the most amazing sound in the world, and Myka had it on video. The printed out pictures went into the scrapbook after they'd showed everyone, and a copy of the video was sent to Claudia as requested by the redhead for some secret project. Myka then sent copies of both to her parents.

Again things calmed down as Helena progressed, especially during those in between months when the hellish first trimester symptoms like throwing up, smell and taste aversions, fatigue, and the mood swings stopped and the last stages of pregnancy started. Helena felt wonderful, and she looked amazing. Helena loved being pregnant; she loved the way her growing bump felt, the way it looked when she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She also loved the way Myka looked at her. Myka looked at her as if she were the center of the universe. Myka looked at her and saw a strong beautiful woman who was brilliant and clever and did things like making a human from scratch. Between the adoring looks and second trimester hormones that changed Helena from an emotional pendulum to a randy teenager the two women were often missing in action, lost in the stacks or hidden away in their apartment. It was certainly a side effect to be thoroughly enjoyed.

"What are you doing?" Pete asked Myka while they drove back to the Warehouse from the airport. Artifact hunting didn't stop just because there was a baby coming.

"Making a list of names." Myka answered as she continued tapping on her iPad. "Helena and I are making lists, if any of the names are the same on the two lists, those are the ones we keep to talk about."

Pete nodded, sounded fair enough. "I like Penelope for a girl. Put that on the list."

Myka smirked. "Because its close enough to Pete?"

"No, though it is kinda close to Pete." Pete said after a moment of thought. "Better than Peta. But, no." He paused a moment and then smiled at her and said. "It was Leena's middle name."

"Oh." Myka said softly. Oh how Leena would have loved all of this. She would be so happy about her and Helena being together, the new baby, their family strong and together. She still missed her friend so much at times it ached. "How do you know Leena's middle name?"

Pete smirked. "I know everyone's middle name." His smirk faulted a little as he added, "Well, almost everyone's. I can't figure out Helena's. Everything just has the G on it."

Myka couldn't help but laugh. "Pete, it's hidden in plain sight."

"Huh?" Pete replied as he spared a moment to look over at her while he drove.

"It's the one of the few things Wikipedia actually has right about her." Myka explained. "Her middle name really is George."

Pete had to stop the SUV to laugh. "Helena's middle name is George?"

Myka chuckled as she nodded. "Her eldest brother's middle name was Sarah."

Pete spent five minutes laughing, and then followed that up by calling Helena George when they walked into Artie's office, which got him a Farnsworth thrown at his head.

Because of how Myka was able to get Helena pregnant there was a chance for passing on a Y chromosome so there was a 50/50 chance the baby would be a boy. They decided with little argument that if it were a boy they would name him Charles Peter, and if the baby was a girl, "We could still call her Charlie."

Helena looked up from the laptop screen were she'd been adding the Safari Babies nursery theme she and Myka liked, because Myka loved giraffes, to their gift registry. "Charlie? For a girl?"

Myka smiled as she got on her knees to reach the shelf over their bed. She pulled down the modified copy of Jane Eyre that held the cryptex Helena used to propose. She opened it and ran her fingers over Helena's hand copied passage from the book as she sat beside her wife. "Charlie's short for Charlotte."

"I have found the one I can truly love." Helena quoted from Charlotte Bronte's book. "I have found you." She smiled and leaned closer to her wife. "I think its aces, darling."