Chapter 7

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Thankfully the warehouse agents were the only "criminals" in the cells that night. It only took in hour into the night before they all admitted nobody was going to get any sleep. And considering not many people in their job can say they've spent the night in jail, the agents decided to make the best of it... yes that means improv "family night".

"Pretty please" Pete begged the red head, after turing form his cross-cross applesause position to his knees.

"Fine. But nobody is allowed to get angry, deal?"

All her colleagues nodded their heads immediately.

"Well first off like half of us are Canadian in this world-" Claudia began.

"Which half?" Pete asked.

"Myka, Steve, Leena, I'm pretty sure Artie and Christina." She listed counting off with her fingers.

"And us?" H.G questioned nervously, holding her breath.

"Pete and I are American and you H.G are still British" Claudia clarified with a smile earning a sigh from the author.

"So whats the name of this actor that plays me?" Myka tried not to sound too intrigued.

"Joanne Kelly"

Steve was next "What about me?"

"Aaron Ashmore"

"And the Petester?" Pete put on a cocky grin.

"His name is Eddie McClintock - Oh and he wears glasses."

"See I told you I looked good in glasses!" He of course did a little victory dance.

"And before anyone else asks - Artie your name is Saul Rubinek, Leena- Genelle Williams, H.G- Jamie Murray, Christina- Jordyn Negri, and Allison Scagliotti plays me."

Pete quickly became serious, nodded once, and turned to H.G "Jamie...hmmmm" he paused"Ya- it fits I'm calling that from now on."

H.G rolled her eyes and crossed her arms "Fine by me, Eddie"

"What's Mrs. Fredric's name?" Leena asked suddenly.

"CCH Pounder" Claudia stated shifting a little on the hard floor before her face lite up at a thought, "Oh and I found this picture of her with her hair not in beehive formation, it was kind of sticking out all crazy!"

"I'm going to need a copy of that" Artie said seriously.

"Will do" Claudia assured him, "Now speaking of hair" she looked over at Christina "Is your hair like, naturally curly"

"Yes." Christina answered.

"You have curly hair!" Pete exclaimed jumping up (literally)."Since when?"

"...since I was born?" She replied almost unsure.

"What!?" He exploded again. "Why did nobody tell me this?" He looked around the room at everyone.

"She straitens her, what's the big deal, Myka used to straiten hers?" Steve reminded him.

Pete turned to H.G, his espression a cross between confusion and frustration, "What's up with you and making people straiten their hair, I mean my hair is amazing and nobody ever try's to copy it?"

H.G shook her head, "Don't be absurd, I have no control over how others decide to style their hair."

Pete stared at her for a moment, then at Christina. His expression was now, almost unreadable, "You know what...fine" he sat back down "I'm willing to accept the fact that you lied-"

"I never lied to you" Christina snapped.

Pete ignored her "-if And only if you do me a favor."

"A favor?" She scoffed.

"Yes, a favor"

"Oh and what would that be?"

He paused (a poor attempt at dramatic effect)..."I want you to take me to the future."

Christina smiled "Oh really"

"Yes really"

How did we get to this? she mused, before humoring him "Is there a specific date you would like to go to?"

"Yes, 2046" he declared ignoring her tone of sarcasm.

"Why 2046?" Myka asked joining the conversation.

"That is a wonderful question my dear Mykes. You see I was watching TV earlier, before we were arrested, and I saw a commercial for this show that takes place in the future and there are like aliens and cool guns and-"

"We get the picture" Claudia said quickly.

"Anyways, on the show H.G is like this weird white haired, purple eyed alien thing. And you have to agree meeting an alien H.G would be the second coolest thing ever right?"

"What's the first coolest?" Steve asked.

"Meeting and alien me, duh?" Pete told him then turned back to Christina. "So Chris, when we get back to our world will you take me to the future?"

"What makes you think this TV show is real in our world?" Leena asked.

"Well it's on the same channel as our show in this world which means if Warehouse 13 is real in our world then Syfy's other shows are too right?"

"It would be interesting to see... and I suppose it wouldn't hurt to at least check..." Christina was actually starting to consider it. "But I would have to get my mother's approval first."

Pete looked over at H.G with puppy dog eyes "Pretty pleaseeeeee"

"Absolutely not" she responded firmly, shaking her head.

"Come on H.G, it'll be fun" Claudia joined in, putting on her most innocent face.

"No" H.G said without hesitation.

"But what if-" Steve tried.

"The matter is not up for discussion Steven" and everyone knew to back of once Helena started using that tone of voice.

Pete huffed and crossed his arms. "You'd be all for it if Chris wasn't our ride" he muttered.

H.G didn't respond, but everyone knew he was right.

Unlike the Warehouse Agents, the Castle group were not enjoying their night.

The boys were chasing down dead end leads, Castle had made at least 20 trips to the coffee machine and Beckett had been staring at the murder board for hours.

Esposito finally decided he'd had enough. "Yo Beckett could we talk for a minute?"

Beckett reluctantly nodded and followed, "Ya sure - but make it quick."

Esposito lead her in the break room and closed the door. Letting out a breath and she sat down. "What's this about Espo?"

"I think you know"

Beckett sighed again.

"Listen, we're the rational ones right?" Esposito began taking a seat across from the other detective and leaning on the table tworads her.

"Ya" was all she said.

"And we both know this case is out of our "specialty" range" Beckett nodded. "but those guys in lock up, they know this stuff." he was quite for a second, then he sat up srtait."So why don't we give them a chance. - We would keep an eye on them... make them sleep at the station or even at Castle's, for extra torture"

Beckett put her head in her hands, thinking it over.

"What do you say?"

She lifed her hear head, making them eye to eye."If it gets this thing solved then how am I supposed no?" She asked, before standing up.

"Exactly" Espo did the same and went for the door "Now, lets go release some Warehouse Agents"

Beckett went strait for the cells, so determined she didn't even bother to tell Castle.

Of course he followed her anyway "Are we going to interrogate them again?" He asked trying to mask his excitement.

Beckett didn't respond. Coming to the stairs she practically took them 2 at a time knowing if she turned back now she would never get the courage to do it again.

The faint noise of laughter grew louder as they neared their destination and once there, it filled the air.

Beckett shook her head in disbelif at the scene. They were all sitting in a circle on the floor, completely relaxed, and having the most wonderful time...-even Artie was smiling.

Beckett was now 10 times angrier than she was before."What is going on here!" she shouted, causing the agents to fall silent.

In a second they were in business mode. Myka stood up quickly, followed by Pete and Clauida who wore a rare no nonsense face. The others followed one by one, each turing more serious and irritated as reality sinked back in. Helena especially, Christina had been snuggled against her, allowing her guard to fall down in the loving atmosphere and H.G Wells was not about to these detectives get away with breaking that moment.

"Your in jail for goodness sakes! This isn't exactly 'family time'"

"With our job we take it where we can get it, ok?" Clauida defended.

"Yes. Now what do you want?" Pete demanded.

"Come back to interrogate us some more have you?" H.G said next, paving a way for Steve.

"One round wasn't enough?" he added

"Ok listen here's it is" Beckett raised her voice above them all. "I want this killer put away and I know you people can help me do that." Beckett paused. "So you have a choice ether work with me or go to prison. Choose wisely."

Around eight seconds of silence followed the offer before Artie made a decision "Deal."

What happened next was a bit confusing. Half of them were obviously shocked Artie agreed, and they of course voiced their the rest were just excited to be working with the other. Now take those emotions divide them by ten, then multiply it all by five... And take into consideration the small space they were in.

"That means you can let us out" Jinks said to Beckett with a smirk.

"Ya I got that" Beckett said sharply over the noise as she pulled out some keys.

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