Pete and Myka were regretting the pancakes after letting Harper loose on the playground in the park; they continued to lose sight of her until finally Pete climbed into the tiny playscape and cornered Harper.
"But I don't want to go." Harper protested.
Pete sighed "Well, Aunt Myka and I do." He said, guiding her towards Myka who was waiting for the both of them by the bench.
Harper was beginning to catch her breath as she took Myka's hand "Can I have some water?" she asked.
Myka smiled, grabbing into her bag and pulling out a bottle of water and handing it to Harper who nearly drank the whole bottle just on the way to the car.
"Whoa, pace yourself!" Pete remarked, taking the bottle of water back to assist Harper in getting into the car.
Pete buckled her into the car seat and shut the door while Myka started the car "Are we going to make a fort?" Harper asked.
"Uh, of course we are!" Pete said, getting into the passenger seat.
Harper smiled, asking Pete for the rest of the water bottle before the car drove away from the park.
Myka was comforted by the giggling from the living room as she proceeded to make the last grilled Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich for the 'adventure' going on in the blanket fort.
Pete and Harper were playing a secret agent mission in the fort when Myka came back with a plate filled sky high with fried sandwiches, she had a smile plastered on her face as she stood next to the fort.
"Agent Lattimer, Agent Jinks, I've got Grilled PB and J sandwiches." Myka announced.
A tiny hand stuck out from under the sheets "Put the sandwiches down and nobody gets hurt!" Harper said in a cute, yet tough voice.
Myka smiled "Oh, no. Don't shoot me!" she said, putting the plate down and pushing it into the fort.
"Alright!" Pete said; Myka was picturing it now with Pete stuffing two sandwiches in his mouth at a time.
Myka sighed as she turned back to go clean up her mess when the front door opened and closed "I'm home!" Artie announced, walking into the living room.
"DADD—" Harper nearly yelled, coming out of the fort only to see that it was just Artie, no Steve in sight.
Harper stopped mid-sentence as she looked at Artie.
"Where's Steve?" Myka asked as Pete peeped his head out of the fort.
"He's at the Warehouse, processing a new artifact." Artie said, putting his bag down on the coffee table.
Harper sighed, walking past Artie and climbing up the stairs; the three agents watched as the three-year old disappeared from their view, the sound of her footsteps making their way to her bedroom before she quietly shut her door.
Myka and Pete's good mood crumbled "I'll go talk to her." Pete said solemnly as he crawled out of the fort and made his way upstairs.
Artie sighed as he shrugged his shoulders, the uncomfortable silence was taking the both of them when Myka finally cleared her throat "She knows you don't like her." She mumbled.
The man was speechless for a moment "I don't not like her, it's just…it's uncomfortable and unsettling."
"What is? She's a three-year old girl!" Myka protested.
"Yes, I know. But she was created from an artifact; the repercussions are unknown. I don't fear her because she is evil or bad, but because I don't know what she is capable of." Artie said.
Myka sighed "She is capable of so much, Artie. I would tell you how and why, but I think you'd be better off seeing it for yourself." She said before going back into the kitchen to clean up her mess.
Artie took Mykas' words to heart as he looked at the fort in front of him, he knew Myka had a point and he knew that had to get over himself on this one; he was outnumbered entirely.
Steve parked his car, so glad to be home as he relaxed in his car for a moment; he wanted to stay at the Warehouse with Claudia but after she continued going on and on about Harper and everything that had happened, he knew he had to go to the bed and breakfast.
He grabbed his overnight bag from the passenger seat and made the walk back into the home where things seemed to be normal as he opened the door to find the downstairs empty.
"Hello?" he called out, but no answer.
Steve hummed, looking into the living room to see the blanket fort still standing, he smiled as he went up the stairs and into his bedroom where he crashed into his bed and began to enjoy the soft and cold sheets.
He could hear muttering next door in Harpers' room, he sighed as he pushed himself off the bed and walked out into the hallway where Harpers' bedroom door was closed.
Steve knocked before gently opening the door "Hello?" he asked again in the darkness.
Giggling erupted before he saw a dim light on the ceiling and Artie, Pete and Harper lying on the bed making shadow puppets.
"You'll never catch me!" Pete muttered as his bunny rabbit began to run away from Arties' dog while Harper giggled.
Steve smiled as he opened the door entirely, letting the light from the hall brighten the room and forcing everyone in the room to squint as they looked over at Steve.
"DADDY!" Harper rejoiced as she climbed off the bed and ran to her father, who kneeled down to hug her.
Steve picked her up off the floor "Hello, Harper." He said with a smiled.
"Were you good for Uncle Pete and Aunt Myka?" he asked.
Harper nodded "Yeah, we had pancakes and then went to the park. Then we came home and Uncle Pete and I made a fort out of blankets!" she told him.
Steve chuckled "And what are you guys doing now?" he asked, walking towards Pete and Artie while Myka was found sitting on the day bed by the blinded window.
Artie looked up at the light to see Petes' bunny still, his dog shadow attacked the bunny as Pete protested "That's not fair!" Pete said, resting his fingers as he sat up on the bed.
"We were putting on a puppet show." Pete remarked.
Artie nodded as he sat up in the bed, turning off the flash light while Myka opened the blinds to let the natural light back into the room.
Steve smiled as he put Harper down "Well it sounds like you guys are having fun, I'm gonna go take a shower." He remarked, walking out of Harpers' room.
Pete smiled at the silence, while Harper climbed back up on her bed "Ahh, balance is restored!" Pete said.
"Yeah, it is." Myka responded.