Irene Frederic was often a little conflicted when it came to personal use of artifacts. Artie's use of P.T Barnum's Top was still causing him havoc each year, and thus, she thought a further punishment would be unnecessary. Even she had at times used artifacts to get what she wanted. When Claudia Donovan arrived on the scene some 13 years ago, the teen was unstoppable and had even begun to carry such artifacts around on her tool belt, things so materialistic like the freezing snow globe, that it was hard to punish her. So when Irene found Min's papyrus scrap in her daughter's bedroom nightstand, to say she was shocked was an understatement. It meant that she'd also learnt far too much information about her daughter's marriage to Claudia. She shuddered and took out a static bag, before sealing the artifact up and putting it into her purse. She was fortunate to not have read the hieroglyphs, having discovered the missing artifact within the Warehouse. Using artifacts as marital aids was not at all in any circumstance acceptable. The Regents would definitely have something to say about this.

Mrs. Frederic walked silently down the stairs of the B&B and followed the sound of squealing until she was in the kitchen. Leena stood with Lillian on her hip, smiling as she bent down to pick up a tea-towel with a wince. Irene's eyes narrowed and she watched as her daughter handed the baby a breadstick from the counter to gnaw on. Soon, she stood and turned slowly, having sensed a shimmer behind her. "Oh! Hi… Sorry, I didn't know you were coming. I just put on some tea-"

"Funny, isn't it?" Mrs. Frederic began, "How you can sense me, but you can't even sense yourself?"

Leena frowned and looked down at the child against her hip who was excitedly batting her breadstick against her shirt. "I'm sorry?"

"Leena," Mrs. Frederic sighed and pushed herself up off the cabinet, moving across the room until she stopped and took Lillian into her arms before sitting down. Lil's lip pouted as if she were about to cry, then gave up and peered curiously at Mrs. Frederic as she sat on her lap, caretaker and baby having a staring match. "May I suggest a pregnancy test?"

"Wh-what?" Leena's eyes widened and she looked down at herself, her mouth moving constantly to try and force out a string of excuses. "I'm not… at least, I don't think I…"

Irene actually rolled her eyes and looked at the child on her lap. She picked up the breadstick and handed it casually to the infant whose dark green eyes blinked back up at her. "You and Claudia have been trying for three months. At least, that's how long the papyrus reed from Min's temple has been missing from the Warehouse." She reached into her handbag and held up the static bag.

"Oh god," Leena groaned in embarrassment, covering her face. Then, her head darted up. "Wait, I'm pregnant? Am I pregnant?" She watched as Mrs. Frederic suddenly broke a piece of breadstick off for herself and nibbled on it with an inquisitive gaze.

"I think you should call Claudia. Take the day off," the older woman then smirked. Leena's mouth hung open and she looked down at herself. She had been feeling a little bloaty recently. She cupped her abdomen and watched as Mrs. Frederic smile grew warm. Lifting the baby up in her arms, Irene approached Leena and handed her back to the innkeeper, then gave a simple kiss on the younger woman's cheek. "Take the day off. Enjoy." And with that, the woman left the kitchen and disappeared.

Leena's hands shook as she fumbled for her phone, one arm strongly holding Lil against her chest. She walked hastily over to the living room where she lay the 7 month old on her play mat and held the phone against her ear.

Claudia had looked at the caller I.D and answered with her newly custom, "Badlands Sperm Bank, you spank it, we bank it… how can I help?" Leena swallowed heavily, causing the assistant caretaker to frown at the silence.

"Leena? Honey?"

"Can you come home?" Leena sniffed, finding herself completely overwhelmed.

"Come home? Wh… Leen? What's going on?" Claudia looked around the empty office and sat up hastily, pulling off her goggles. She'd had a relatively quiet morning and Myka and H.G had just left to go home, get lunch and spend time with their daughter. "You okay?"

"I umm," Leena watched as Lillian tried to get up on her knees and crawl. Must. Not. Get. Excited. "I think we need to take a test."

"A test?" Claudia frowned. "What kind of test?"

Leena closed her eyes and groaned. "Sweetie… a test."

"Oh." Claudia nodded, still confused.. "Oh…Oh! Oh… my god. Okay… oh. Oh." She got off her feet and dashed to the door, typing in the pass code swiftly, cell phone balanced on her shoulder. "You sure?"

Leena sniffled and rubbed her nose. "I dunno… but Mrs. Frederic just came by and either way, your penis has been confiscated. She told us to take the day off and enjoy, whatever that meant, and said she suggested a pregnancy test."

"Oh my god! Oh my god," Claudia shrieked down the phone and ran into the car, putting her speakerphone on. "See you in ten."

"Fifteen. Don't speed," Leena warned.

"Okay, okay, whatever," Claudia rolled her eyes and hung up. She took a breath and looked at herself in the mirror, trying to hold back the whopper of a smile that was worming its way onto her face. "Confiscated penis," she chuckled suddenly and started the car, reversing speedily until she swerved and made her way over to Univille as slow as her restless body could drive her… which of course, was at around 60.

Myka chuckled as Lil crawled up her lap and babbled at her, clapping her hands. Lunch time was the best time in the world… besides bedtime of course. Helena winced hearing another crash in the kitchen as she carried a tray full of lunch for her family and frowned. "Leena, are you sure you're alright?"

"Fine," came the harried voice, another clang sounding through the inn. "I'm fine!"

Myka's eyes bugged out and she welcomed her wife on the couch with her. "What the hell?"

Helena shook her head in wonder, "I have no idea." She took hold of her sandwich and proceeded to watch the little tot grab her own bit of food from the plate with a smile. Lillian merely looked up and grinned back cheekily, before stuffing a carrot stick into her mouth and slobbering all over the place.

Leena paced back and fourth in the kitchen and took out her phone. Claudia was literally just about to put her key through the door when her phone buzzed and she pressed it to her ear, answering. "What is it?"

Leena hissed and lowered her voice. "We are out of tests. We used them up."

"So?" Claudia shrugged defensively, then caught the reason for Leena's silence. "Oh no… no, no no. I am not going to the store."

"Please," Leena whined. "It's your turn."

"You know how embarrassing it is? Leena, everybody knows us. They know we're married. Nope. Not doing it."

"Clau-"

"Not even," Claudia shook her head defiantly, running her finger around the handle to the front door. "Ask Myka and Helena if they have any left."

"What?" Leena whispered loudly. "How will that make things any better? Any less embarrassing?"

"Oh… oh yeah. Wait," Claudia rolled her eyes at herself and thought on her feet. "Okay, go upstairs… go into their room and see if you can find any."

Leena grit her teeth. "I am not going around stealing pregnancy tests," the innkeeper seethed.

"Fine, go buy one." Claudia shrugged. "Look, I'm outside the house, I'm coming in, okay? Go upstairs, I have a plan."

"I don't want to steal anything…" Leena pouted.

Inside, Claudia danced at the grumbling tone. It was so unlike her wife. She is so pregnant. The assistant caretaker could feel her face flare and she gave a deep sigh. "Listen, sweetie go upstairs. I'll steal one, it's fine… just go upstairs, stomp a little… we'll sort this out."

Leena wiped a tear from her cheek and nodded, taking a shuddering breath. "Bye." She hung up and with slumped shoulders, left the kitchen and trundled up the stairs. Claudia watched her through the window and waited a minute. She turned the key through the door and entered the B&B with a near skip in her step.

"Hey," Myka called out and watched as Claudia plopped the carkeys in the key dish. "You okay?"

"Hey," Claudia nodded with a smile. "And hello to you, too," she sat on the edge of the couch, tickling Lil's foot. The infant squealed and kicked her away. Claudia smiled and looked at the two women. She didn't even have to pretend to be concerned, the agents were laying it all out for her. "What's up?"

There was silence before Myka blurted, "Leena's being weird."

"Weird? How weird?" Claudia feigned concern.

"She's taking everything out on the pots and pans, it seems." Helena's brow furrowed.

Claudia tapped her chin in pondering silence and looked up. "She upstairs?"

Both women nodded worriedly. Cat in the bag. "Thanks… she should be okay," she reassured and left the room. "I should be a detective or something," Claudia muttered to herself as she climbed the stairs. "I kick ass. I would be the best detective this side of the Midwest." She knocked the door gently to find Leena sat in the middle of the bed, meditating. Pursing her lips, she approached slowly and sat opposite her wife, gently taking the woman's hands in hers. Leena didn't even flinch, she just gripped hard and slowly opened her eyes. "Hi…"

"Don't freak out," Claudia whispered.

"Trying not to," Leena nodded, biting her lip.

"Are you late?" the redhead asked gently.

"A day," Leena thinned her lips and nodded slowly.

"Okay…" Claudia lifted the woman's right hand and kissed it. "I'll be back in a sec."

"You're seriously gonna steal a pregnancy test…" the innkeeper shook her head with admiring sigh. Claudia nodded and stood up, unable to leave before delivering a kiss to the top of her wife's head. She slipped out of the room and tiptoed passed the nursery, over to Myka and Helena's room. Silently opening the door, she threaded through the bags of used old baby clothes and gulped. If this was happening, if they were expecting, she'd need the cute giraffe onesie back. At first she checked the underwear drawer. Bad, bad idea. She gulped and pushed it shut with haste. Okay so feminine hygiene products live in the underwear drawer. Along with other things. She wasn't even sure what she'd laid her eyes on, and she couldn't even imagine how it would work. Moving swiftly on… She checked each drawer. Nothing. Moving silently over to the chest of drawers containing Lil's diapers and socks and hose, she worked further down the chest until she came to the bottom. "Aha!" Ovulation strips… basal thermometer…Diaphragm…oh ewww. Eww. She grimaced and rummaged through the back of the drawer until her hand touched a box. "Gotcha." She pulled the ClearBlue pack and grinned. Her elation caused her mind to swim a little and she felt a little dizzy from the excitement as she pushed the drawer shut and slunk out of the room with box in hand. When she reentered their bedroom she sighed at the scene in front of her.

Leena was lying in bed, curled up on her side. She wordlessly moved over to the bed and sat down, arms and hands caressing her wife's waist. She waved the test in front of Leena's face and watched as the woman gave a nervous grin. Bending down, she softly kissed Leena's hip, then pulled her up. "Go take it, I can't wait anymore…"

As Claudia's voice shook, Leena gulped and stood up, making her way over to the bathroom. She shut the door, much to the redhead's outrage. "You're not gonna let me in?"

"No!" Leena sat down on the toilet and swung her legs to distract herself. She heard a long whine outside the door. "Shhh, don't put me off."

"Okay," Claudia grumbled, but it didn't stop her from pressing her ear to the door. "Come on, honey… let me in."

"Let me finish!" Leena chortled and finished up, then did what she usually did. She treated it like every negative she'd gotten in the past and washed her hands, placing the cap on the test and letting it lie flat.

"Leeeenaaaa, let me in," Claudia complained, knocking out a beat on the door. Leena smirked and unlatched the hook on the bathroom door and patted Claudia's cheek when a death glare was aimed her way. "So condescending," Claudia grumbled but wrapped her arms around the innkeeper's waist. She groaned as she ran her fingers up Leena's sides, still unable to get over the softness of her wife's skin, even after all these years. Obviously, Leena's body hasn't changed. Beyond the scars, small blemishes and weight fluctuations, Leena's body would always be softer and younger.

"Claudia," Leena warned, but her head moved on its own accord to the side to give the Warehouse agent access to her neck. A tongue swirled across her warm skin and she closed her eyes. "What about the test?"

"1 minute left," Claudia husked, a hand reaching up to fondle at a breast underneath the peasant blouse.

"Okay, okay… enough." Leena pulled away and tried to force herself to breathe. She caught the look of hurt shimmer across Claudia's face and was quick to explain. "I wanna take this in fully. I don't want to be distracted."

Claudia smiled then, and reconnected their bodies, arms resting comfortably under her wife's bust. "Let's look."

"Okay," Leena giggled as Claudia shuffled them forward and they peered at the test. The timer still flashed and both women held their breath. After thirty seconds, Leena shook her head and wanted to stab the test herself. Especially the little flashy timer. "I can't…this is torture."

"It'll change," Claudia gripped her hand. "Keep watching." Blink. Blink. Blink. Blink. Blink. Not pregnant. Claudia watched Leena's shoulder's slump, then realized she was doing the same. She heard the unmistakable sniff and opened her arms, sighing when Leena turned and curled up into the hug. "Shhh, we can try again."

"Mrs. Frederic took it," Leena shook her head and felt a wave of emotion overwhelm her.

"Then we'll get it back," Claudia said forcefully. She felt tears on her chest and tried not to cry herself. "It'll be okay."

Leena pulled back and began to pace. "See what if it's not? What if, for some horrible reason I can't get pregnant. That my body's stuck like this but my time ran out ages ago."

Claudia shrugged. "Then I carry our baby."

Leena paused at the nonchalant attitude coming off her partner and frowned. "Just like that…"

"If it's true, then yes," Claudia hesitantly placed her hands on her waist. "But honestly, why would your time have run out if you're still ovulating, huh?" She pulled Leena closer until the innkeeper had no choice but to be held. "Let's wait a few days, okay? It might be way early… you might still be pregnant."

"Claudia…" Leena sniffled, reaching up to rub her nose anxiously.

"Baby dust," Claudia smiled and wiggled her fingers over her wife's head. "Positive thoughts, okay?" She watched Leena's lip quiver and exhaled, "come here…" She hugged her tightly, and hushed in her ear. "Tomorrow, we'll head to Rapid City. Take the day off, go see some things and buy a trunk full of tests." Leena merely sighed.

"Deal?"

The innkeeper lifted her head and nodded sadly. "I thought this was it."

"I know," Claudia soothed and pecked her on the lips. "You wanna go take it out on Super Mario?"

Leena wiped her eyes with the tissue that her wife had handed her and grumbled, "Okay… but only if I get to use your game."

"What? Wait no… that's not fair," Claudia shook her head. Her eyes widened at the heartbreakingly sad expression on Leena's face and she sighed. "Just…don't save. Unless you get really far." The innkeeper gave a reserved smile, verging on shy, and sat on the bed as she started up the television. Claudia watched her for a minute, then made her decision and bent down to kiss Leena's forehead before excusing herself from the room.

When she went downstairs, Myka and Helena looked harried, getting ready to leave. "Will you take her? Artie just called us in, said there's a problem in Aisle 31. Something about a manic pumpkin or something, I have no idea…"

"Sure," Claudia nodded, and took the child from them, smirking when Lillian screeched angrily at leaving her mother's arms. "I'm going to town for supplies. Need anything?"

"Not for me," Helena chirped, shouldering her bag.

"Do you even need to ask?" Myka laughed and kissed the woman's cheek, then her baby's. "Should be back for seven."

Claudia chuckled and watched them leave. "So… you're coming with me." She juggled Lil on her hip and mirrored the wide smile on the infant's face. "God you just get cuter, huh?" Lil squealed and clapped her hands as she was put in her little coat and hat. "Let's go get some Twizzlers for your mommy and some tests for Aunt Leena, huh? Claud and Lil's big adventure," she wiggled her fingers against the child's and rolled her eyes. "I am turning into a mushball." She clipped Lillian into her car seat and propped it by the door. "Honey?"

She called up the stairs and heard the distracted, "Yeah?"

"Me and Lil going to the store, you need anything?"

"Chocolate!" came the call back.

"Oookay," Claudia scoffed and shook her head with a chuckle. That could have meant anything. Could mean that her wife was due her period any second, could mean she was pregnant. Could just mean she needed chocolate. When she got to the dollar store, she was glad of the other distracting items in her basket from the several boxes of home pregnancy tests.

The man at the desk didn't even look twice, obviously bored with his job and scanned each item. She was glad that she didn't know him. Must be new. "Cute kid."

"She is, isn't she?" Claudia looked down at the child strapped to her chest and chuckled when Lil let out an enormous squeal.

He nodded and bagged all the items, then looked up awkwardly after she'd paid. "Good luck."

"Huh?" Claudia frowned, then the light bulb went off in her head and she smiled gently. "Oh, yeah… Thanks."

She held onto her front, supporting Lil's belly like the baby needed any more support, then left the store and proceeded to strap Lillian back into the car. Of course, the little Bering-Wells hated the lack of contact and screamed the whole time, kicking and generally making things awkward for the assistant caretaker. "Why we're trying so hard to have one of you little scraps is beyond me," she rolled her eyes, then paused when Lillian stopped crying immediately and stared directly at her. Claudia felt a little scared at the scrutiny and brushed the baby's head with her thumb. "You got some crazy skill too? Huh?" A babble was her only answer. "What, are you telepathic?" She tapped Lil on the nose and she giggled. "Do you read auuuuras?" she sung and with a grin, got in the car, glad the infant had suddenly perked up. "Do you empathize with your witnesses, is that it? Empathy?" Lil stared back at her, blinking. "Jesus, I am talking to a baby and waiting for an answer." She shook her head and put the car in reverse before maneuvering out of the parking spot and made her way home.

When she got in, car seat in one hand, grocery bags in the other, she heard the hasty running down the stairs and grinned when Leena made a beeline for her chocolate. "A thank you would be nice," she joked, then chuckled when the innkeeper pressed comically loud smooches against her cheek in thanks.

Pete Lattimer seemed to have a radar for snacks. As Leena opened her first Baby Ruth, Pete strolled through the living room, whistling merrily and jangling his car keys around his finger. "Cookies?"

"In the bag," Leena mumbled around her mouthful of peanuts. "Don't eat them all."

Claudia watched as Leena finished her chocolatey snack and washed her hands, then prepared a bottle of formula for Lillian. She handed the bottle over to Claudia who sat down and grinned when Lil squirmed desperately to get her own snack. "Say please," she smirked.

Lillian huffed and shrieked irritably, clenching and unclenching her fists in frustration. When Claudia handed her the bottle, she calmed immediately and brought it to her mouth, suckling the teat with closed eyes.

"You're good with kids," Pete commented suddenly, a mouthful of cookies.

"I'm her godmother… kinda have to be," Claudia smirked.

Pete pondered that for a moment. "You guys ever thought of having kids?" He was unaware of the panicked look Leena shot at her wife but the agent shrugged casually.

"We've thought about it," Claudia nodded, trying to soothe the innkeeper with the calm she felt, knowing Leena would feed on that and use it for herself. "Right?"

"Right," Leena swallowed. "We thought about it."

Pete grinned, "You know how cool that would be? Warehouse team all grown up. All with little kidlets."

Leena sighed then, and rubbed the man's back. Pete had a six-year-old son who lived in Massachusetts. Following a whirlwind romance, he and his then girlfriend, Anna settled down after a year of dating and everybody around the inn was ecstatic when they announced they were expecting. When little Daniel turned two, things got ugly. A string of pings had caused Anna to get completely frustrated with her partner's lack of input into their family and she left without Pete's say in the matter. It had been three years and still Pete was wounded. He had relapsed and had taken to drink, but he was getting better, and Lillian seemed to help with that. Nothing could ever replace his son. He thought about him every day, and skyped him whenever he could, but the little brunette baby sat on the couch with Claudia seemed to be his driving force, his little light at the end of the tunnel. He also knew that he'd at least be reunited with his son at the end of the month when he was able to have him for 6 weeks while Anna went away on business.

The B&B went silent for a while, each person watching as Lillian took her afternoon snack, her eyes closing in bliss. Pete rummaged for more candy but his fingers froze when he touched a small box at the bottom of the bag. "What the…"

Claudia looked up and swallowed heavily. Please don't tell me I left one in the bag. Please don't tell me I left one in the-

"Is one of you pregnant?" He asked, his mouth wide and a gasping squawk emerging from his throat.

"Claudia!" Leena cried out in frustration.

"What? I thought I got rid of them all…" She looked at Pete and sighed. "Okay, we're trying but please," she begged. "Don't tell a soul. We're not ready to tell anybody."

Pete nodded, bewildered and mutely gave Leena a hug, then looked at Claudia and held his hand up for an air high five. "Hooo…" He breathed, shaking his head and he rubbed the back of his neck. "You guys are gonna be the best parents, you know that right?" The couple glanced shyly at each other, then Claudia looked down at her goddaughter who was starting to fall asleep.

"We hope so," came the jittery reply from Leena.

With dinner being cooked and Lillian keeping the three adults entertained, Claudia noticed that her wife had calmed considerably and was pretty much back to her sickeningly bubbly self. The caretaker kicked up her feet and grinned widely. She hated that she loved Leena's natural, wise self, but she did. And she was married to it, so she'd just have to deal. The redhead, whose hair was now a little more chestnut than her old fiery mane, was interrupted in her thoughts when two grumpy looking women entered the B&B with matching scowls on their faces… covered in pumpkin seeds.

"You know what?" Myka declared to the room. "I hate Halloween. Yep, Halloween can suck it."

Helena shook her head. "Says the woman who insisted she dress up as a ham so she could be Scout."

Myka pointed angrily, "This is different, and also… I didn't know how strong schnapps were before I came up with that idea," she huffed. She'd never forgive Mrs. Frederic. Ever. "And anyway, that was three years ago. I hate Halloween."

Claudia sighed and got up, "Really? 'Cause I thought you'd kinda like this," she approached the coffee table and got out a baby-sized pumpkin costume. Dollar stores were actually kind of awesome.

Myka slitted her eyes. "I hate you."

"You're welcome," Claudia chuckled as she watched Helena flick some more pumpkin seeds out of her hair.

"God it's cute," Myka finally admitted with a restrained squeal.

"No, no," Claudia shook her head. "It's fine, I can take it back. You don't like pumpkins."

"But…" The older agent looked over to the rocking chair where Pete was sat with Lillian in his lap watching TV and pointing out every single ninja turtle, naming each and every one as they popped up on the screen. "But she'll look so cute as a pumpkin! She's my little pumpkin…" Claudia dangled the costume in front of her and smiled when Myka snatched it. "Claudia, you are the best."

"I know," the woman in question brushed down her collar and tried to wipe the smile off her face when they left and she felt Leena's arms wrap around her middle. "Hi."

"Hey there," Leena replied softly.

"You calmed down?" Claudia felt the nod against the back of her neck and turned her head to deliver a kiss to her wife's cheek. "Anything yet?" she whispered.

"Nope." Leena shook her head and disengaged from the embrace. Claudia could have slapped herself as she watched the innkeeper begin to pace around the living room, as she cleared away glasses and bits of mess from Lil's dinner.

"Leena…" Claudia sighed. "Come on…"

"I'm fine," Leena excused. "What, I can't clean?"

"No, no… go ahead, I-" the agent rolled her eyes and edged further towards the kitchen where she could at least have a bit of peace. Pregnant or not, this guessing game was getting damn annoying. She didn't understand how anybody could possibly do this for three or more years, let alone three to four months.

With dinner on hold for another half an hour, Myka and Helena took Lillian upstairs for a bath, then showered themselves. When all the pumpkin seeds and pulp had disappeared and Lillian was clean, happy and sleepy, the women settled on the bed to read their daughter a story. Though Lillian wouldn't understand the tale at all, both Myka and Helena agreed that early literary learning was important.

The beef casserole for dinner was finally laid out and eaten. It was a relatively quiet affair, and not as tense as things had been. Myka trotted down the stairs and sat with them, catching up with the food she'd missed while she was putting her daughter to bed.

As bedtime approached, both Claudia and Leena locked themselves away in their bedroom. Neither of them spoke, they just sat side by side on the bed. "I hate how irritable this is making us," Claudia finally broke the silence. "I mean… sure we'll try again, but is this really how our marriage is gonna be if we don't get a kid?" Leena kept quiet, fiddling with her hands. "Sweetie… I love you, okay? But this is making us completely crazy. Plus, it's gonna take a hell of a lot of time to convince Mrs. F to get that damn thing back."

Leena looked down at her hand and traced the wedding ring on her finger. "I know…" She sighed and opened her arms, glad when Claudia leaned forward and pressed herself closer, head rested against her chest. Leena's hand rubbed up and down her back and waited until Claudia let out a frustrated breath and completely relaxed.

"Sucks…"

"It does," Leena sniffed and nodded, then froze.

"What is it?" Claudia pulled back, having felt her wife's body completely tense. Leena wriggled free and slowly got out of bed, then approached the desk at the end of the room where a small box lay. She picked up the piece of paper on top.

'Consider this a gift. Do not reveal what you are doing to anybody. All my best, Irene.' Leena blinked and opened the box, seeing the papyrus reed from Min's temple lying, waiting.

"What is it?" Claudia asked again, this time more impatient.

"She gave it back" Leena looked up with unshed tears. "She gave the papyrus paper back."

Claudia dashed out of bed and took the box, looking inside. "Holy cow, are you kidding?"

"I'm glad I'm not," Leena smiled. She raised an eyebrow at her wife's lecherous grin.

"Wanna do the horizontal hula?" Claudia wagged her eyebrows.

Leena scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Maybe…" she took the box off of her and placed it back on the desk, "but without this."

"Oh really?" Claudia smirked. Leena nodded and took the woman's hand, then smiled herself and took her to bed. She pulled off the redhead's t-shirt and threw it towards the end of the bedroom. "Door locked?"

"Mm-hmm," Leena pursed her lips and blew out a breath when Claudia slid up closer, pressing their torsos together.

"Why do you wanna have a break? You know… with my special friend."

Leena rolled her eyes and pushed her wife down before settling her own hips against Claudia's. "Can you stop calling it names?"

"No," Claudia shook her head defiantly. "It makes it less creepy. Come on… why?"

"Because I don't love an artifact." Leena frowned. "I love you," she murmured sincerely.

"Awww," Claudia gushed. "That is so sweet."

"Claudia…" Leena sighed.

"Sorry…" the agent smiled and trailed her hands up Leena's belly until they reached her breasts. She pulled Leena down by the neck and they started to kiss, thighs meeting thighs. "Let's get these off." She tugged at Leena's panties but the innkeeper suddenly wriggled away.

"Claudia… just…"

"What is it?" She frowned and pulled away a little, sitting up.

"I don't know… I just," Leena shrugged, not sure what to say.

"You okay?" Claudia rubbed her back, trying not to ping her wife's bra underneath the t-shirt. Maybe the artifact did have adverse effects. With the piece of papyrus in the room, maybe she did feel hornier than usual.

"I feel I… I don't know, yucky or something."

"Yucky?" Claudia smirked. "Like.. Out of commission yucky?"

"Think so," Leena nodded with a grimace. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine," her wife waved it off and lay down with long sigh. "Shit…" The B&B owner merely nodded and wriggled forward for more comfort. "Oh cuddle sex. Is that what this is?" Claudia smirked. Leena chuckled and pinched her belly, but continued to find warmth in her arms. Claudia rolled them over a few times and answered Leena's kisses with pecks of her own until she lay on her back and pulled Leena on top. "You got the tests right?"

"Hmm?" Leena blinked and opened her eyes, trying to act as if she hadn't dozed off. "Sure…sure." She yawned. "Don't think I'll need them."

Claudia's lips thinned. "At least we can try again, right?" She paused at the expression on Leena's face. "Right?" The innkeeper nodded silently and refused to hold her gaze. "We'll try again," she repeated, lifting Leena's face by the chin. "Okay?"

"Okay," she sniffed after Claudia kissed her lips and lay back down.

"Night, sweetie."

"Goodnight, Claudia." Leena whispered, rubbing a tear away from her eyes with her arm.

Claudia heard the crack in her wife's voice and rolled her over until she was able to hug her from behind. "It'll be okay." Leena nodded, sniffling quietly until she followed her partner in sleep.