Title: Trust, Love and Relationship

Author: Aleh Cemy

Fandom: Warehouse 13

Pairing: Myka/HG

Rating: M (only for future chapters)

Disclaimer: Warehouse 13 and its characters are the property of Syfy Network, the plot presented here is my own, and there may be disagreements about what is happening on the show. "Trust, Love, Relationship" is a non-profit fanfiction.

Thanks Morenadeca help me with the translation! Thanks so much! (Remembering: My english isn't perfect for writing fic, but I'm trying ;) ) If you speak portuguese and english, and want to help me with the translation, please contact me ;) (But if you speak only english and want help, contact please.)

It was early morning and Myka couldn't sleep, something was bothering her. She didn't know what it was, but she knew she was afraid of what it might be.

She stared at the ceiling, and sometimes she got up to enjoy the dark night with the moon shining from the windows. Her soul seemed to be a profusion of feelings that she had never felt, but she knew it was something familiar.

She rolled one more time in the bed, trying to sleep, but without results. She couldn't get rid of the thoughts that insisted on coming back. She was beginning to get desperate because there were only two hours left before she had to get up and start the routine.

She got up again and sat on the window sill looking at the landscape dimly lit by the moonlight. She didn't want to think about anything at the moment, she just wanted to sleep.

She looked at the bed, remembering the days that she only slept because she was tired, and of the days that she had the company of someone. After giving a last look at the landscape, she went back to bed. She only managed to sleep when she was tired of trying to fight thoughts.

xxx 2 hours later xxx

The alarm rang insistently, but Myka wanted to stay in bed she was still tired and had not been able to sleep much, leaving her more dejected. Only she didn't know what killed her most: the feelings or the bad night.

She got up wanting a strong coffee, hoping it will help her stay awake long enough. A few minutes later, Leena was tapping at the door.

"Come in!" - Myka shouted as she was just tying the boot. She raised her head and saw that it was Leena.

"You okay? Your aura is very bad."

"Oh, I believe that is the result of my bad night. I didn't sleep so well."

"Ah, I see. I will prepare a coffee for you. I just came to see if you were okay."

"Thanks." - Myka looked at Leena, hoping that her aura hadn't revealed something. Leena left the room while Myka was sitting in bed, trying to assimilate everything that happened during the last weeks and especially what she thought during the night. She began to feel the first signs of a severe headache.

The day will be very long.

With a sigh, Myka placed her fingers against her temples making circles trying to alleviate the initial symptoms. Then she headed toward the outside porch downstairs, where everyone was already waiting for Myka, talking and laughing a lot.

Pete was the first to see Myka, and a boost quickly rose to embrace Myka, who also returned it, as Pete was regarded as a brother she never had, and she had already missed a week of not seeing him. She missed the faces, comments and jokes. Pete missed the intelligent mind of Myka and the excellent work they did together and their funny situations.

Helena was still reading the newspaper; she didn't even look up, only verbally greeted Myka with a nice day. Leena came up with a big mug of coffee while Claud hugged Myka and thanked the heavens for her to be back.

The feeling that the environment was going to Myka was absent longer than one week. She took the mug offered by Leena, and sat in the empty chair. The chair that over time had been marked at hers, just like everybody else's had been marked theirs.

So little timeaway yet it seems likeyears.

Myka glanced at Helena, who appeared to be concentrating, as she took the mug offered by Leena, and thanking her. Soon the group was chatting and laughing while enjoying their breakfast.

xxx 5 hours later xxx

Everybody was in the Warehouse, doing some chore doing inventory, cataloging, or research. Myka was updating mission reports of missions she went on with Pete, as well as the mission she went on with Helena, but from time to time, some thoughts of the night insisted on appearing as her headache showed signs that it would increase as the hours passed by.

I need urgent an aspirin. This pain will kill me.

She stood up, and headed for Artie's office.

"Do you have an aspirin?"

Artie reached for an aspirin inside a little box, and gave it to Myka, without taking his eyes off his research. Myka accepted it thankfully and took it, then returned to what she was doing. Some minutes later, she was feeling the first effects of the aspirin, and took a breath of relieve. She tried to concentrate on the reports, but didn't have enough time before Helena appeared asking if she could help with anything.

"You could take those files that are near that box?"

Myka said while looking at Helena as she was getting the files. Helena noticed the look and smiled, without Myka realizing, and soon was putting the files on the table where Myka was working. She decided to sit in the empty chair that was near, and since she had finished her work, had taken a book of Immanuel Kant, to pass the time while the other were still stuck up to their necks in work.

Myka finished the work about half hour after Helena had been sitting near. She stood up to stretch a bit before starting to put files in their respective places. When she passed the side of Helena she took a peek at the book she was reading.

Immanuel Kant? Interesting, she is trying to figure out what is the reason?

She smiled and continued to put away the files. When she finished, she went back to Helena, knelt down and leaned on the arms of the chair Helena was sitting in. Helena closed the book when she noticed Myka's presence.

"Wondering what is the reason?" - Helena laughed.

"Nope, I only want to know some philosophers. I always wanted to read Kant, and now I have the opportunity."

"I hope this book isn't an artifact." - Myka who wasn't expecting any artifacts looked Helena while she gave a laugh.

"This isn't an artifact; if it were an artifact you think I would be here normally?" - Helena continued laughing, and Myka started laughing because it was indeed true. They stopped laughing when they noticed the presence of Artie in the space. Myka stood up, apologizing for laughs.

"I didn't come because of the laughter. Is that Kant's book? "- Helena nodded.

"So give it back, I have been looking for it for hours, and I need it to finish my research." - Helena stood up, giving back the book Artie's stretched out hand.

"At least it was an interesting read. Can I pick up after you finish?" - Artie looked at the book and then to Helena, and Myka.

"Yes, provided that it returns later! I don't like my stuff gone. "

With that Artie left and both women started to laugh again.

"It was not an artifact, but it was Artie's book, that was bad Helena "- Myka said as she sat in the chair she had used to do the service.

"It was a book imploring to be read. It probably hasn't been read since it was launched." - Helena sat in the chair she had used to read the book. They both looked at each other, waiting for some issue to arise.

"Want to play a game to pass the time? The others are far too busy, and I do not want to see any paper in front of me."- Helena suggested while Myka was arranging the table.

"I don't think there are any interesting games from your time." - Myka looked at Helena trying to be ironic.

"And who said it has to be a game of my time?" - Helena made an indescribable expression, while Myka the expression of someone who was thinking about something.

"I think that there are no interesting games from my time."

"Again, who said it has to be a game of your time? I was thinking about something more modern." - Helena was beginning to provoke Myka slightly, making her guess what the modern game that she would want to play.

"I don't know any modern games. I wasn't the type of girl who played with dolls."- Helena laughed and threw her head back.

"That was something predictable; you never seemed to be the kind of girl who would be playing with dolls. You probably never thought about having a house full of grandchildren and children, while you're an old lady." - Myka started laughing. She never really thought of that when she was with Sam. Being his mistress while he was separated from his wife for a while, she never did think of a future so far, only in the near future.

"I believe that in fact I never thought about that, but what is the game you want play?"- Myka said, as she sat in her chair, folding her arms, waiting for the answer. She didn't know whether to fear Helena's idea.

"I heard of a game called 'Truth or Dare'. You know it?"- Helena glanced at Myka, who made a mixture of expressions, didn't know whether she was shocked or horrified by the possibilities that could arise during the game.

"Yeah I know it, but I never played so I hope you know the rules." - Myka looked at Helena; as she thought of the endless possible outcome of this game.

"Basically one asks another 'Truth or Dare', and that person has to choose one option. Choosing Truth will mean having to answer a question with absolute sincerity. Choosing dares means you will attain to the consequences having to do with a physical or psychological challenge, which is subject to the creativity of the person who asked. But 'dare' can also be notes, calamities, preference and other possibilities; it depends on ones' creativity. Do you accept?"

Myka nodded, knowing she would be too tired to face dares, or truths. She wasn't the type to be emotional, but this time she would make an exception, she would be emotional enough for Helena although she didn't know what to expect from this game.

"Excellent!" - Helena pulled her chair closer to the table, leaving about 1 m away from Myka.

"Myka Bering, are ready to play?" - Myka gave a slight laugh, and nodded.

"Excellent, then we will start with..."