They walked through the wreckage of the warehouse, Steve held Claudias' hand as she climbed about the mess.
"I can't wait for this all to be over." Claudia remarked, sighing heavily as she walked with Steve.
Steve nodded "Neither can I." he admitted.
Claudia was silent as they walked together for a moment, she turned to Steve "Maybe you're right." She said.
"Right about what?" Steve asked.
Claudia shrugged "About Harper, and how I should just talk to her…and maybe I am missing the important things with her." She remarked.
Steve smiled at her "To be honest, you're not missing much. She's always at the Warehouse, arguing with Artie—or she's at The Dud with Lily and Sarah." He told her.
"Yeah, but…and while I'm sure she appreciates the fact that her father is gay, I wish she could talk to me about all the girl stuff." Claudia remarked.
Steve laughed at Claudia "What's that supposed to mean? We talk about girly stuff all the time!" he retorted.
Claudia eye balled him "Yeah, but what about boys? Does she talk to you about them?" she asked, cocking her eye brow.
Steve shakes his head "No—we don't." he said.
Claudia took her best friends hand and smiled "…you're still her dad, Steve. She's not going to talk about boys with you. You're SUPER protective of her, it's obvious! Besides, you're my gay best friend! She needs to find her own!" she remarked.
Steve couldn't think of anything to say as his mouth was open wide, Claudia leaned her head against his shoulder "It's okay, Steve." She said with a light chuckle.
They both walked in silence for a moment before the Warehouse began to shake, Claudia and Steve stood in place as they watched the ceiling shake, letting dust fall towards them.
Steve and Claudia looked at each other for a moment before Claudia looked around swiftly "We need to get back to the office." She proclaimed, now tugging Steve back towards the office.
The car stopped in front of the Warehouse, Harpers' stomach dropped as the henchmen exited the vehicle and pulled her out.
Harper wasn't sure what to think as she looked up at her familiar hide-out, she looked over at Walter Sykes who was coming around to meet her where she stood.
"Are you ready?" he asked her.
Harper looked over at Walter, then looked back at the Warehouse; she hoped that the agents inside knew that she as coming—and that they were prepared.
"Don't worry Harper, they won't suffer…long." He remarked, walking towards the Warehouse.
The henchmen grabbed Harpers' arms and pulled her towards the Warehouse where they pushed her towards the door.
"All on you, sweet pea." Walter remarked.
Harper flinched, only her mother, and Uncle Pete called her that; she was sure that if she survived gaining access to the Warehouse, she would kill him with her tiny bare hands.
Everyone was in the office, still as can be when the door alarm went off; Claudias' breathing became shallow "Alright, everybody…we all know what to do." She remarked.
The agents quickly made their way down in the Warehouse where they would begin the plan, hiding among the wreckage.
The office door opened with Harper entering first, then Sykes, then his henchmen; they stood around the empty office when Sykes hummed to himself.
"…they must be out." He said, turning to Harper, who avoided his eyes.
Harper walked out on the balcony, only to lose her breathe as she saw the mess below her; all the shelves were on the floor and artifacts were skewed around.
She covered her mouth as Sykes approached her and stopped behind her "Well, this is unexpected." He remarked.
Harper huffed, turning around slowly to face Sykes, he looked down at her with a smirk and his hands together "What? You gonna cry?" he taunted her.
She lounged at him, tackling him to the ground in the office; it didn't take the henchmen long to pull her off of him, giving Sykes enough time to get back on his feet.
He laughed "You do have some fight in you, precious!"
Her anger boiled within her, it began to form in her chest in the form of a ball when suddenly, out of nowhere, a lightning bolt hit the office, next to Sykes feet.
Sykes jumped a few feet back "What the hell was that?"
Harper was just as shocked as he was as she looked around the office, trying to look behind her at the Warehouse but she couldn't turn that far.
"Hey," she heard a familiar voice say behind her, then henchmen turned around before being shot with Tesla guns.
"Get your hands off my daughter." Steve remarked as the henchmen fell to the ground.
Harper turned around to see both of her parents with their Tesla guns out and ready to stun when unexpectedly Sykes grabbed a hold of her.
"Steve, good to see you again…and kicking." Sykes remarked.
Steve let a small smirk escape his lips "What do you want?" he asked.
"And how are you alive? You turned to dust." Claudia injected.
Sykes smirked, stroking Harpers' hair as he did "I have friends in high places." He simply said.
"As for what I want…I just want my bracelet." He continued.
"Highly unlikely." Harper muttered under her breathe.
Sykes tugged on her hair to shut her up, Harper winced in pain as Sykes grip on her hair tightened as the conversation continued.
Harper latched onto Sykes hand, hoping to lighten the grasp when she went for it and kicked him in the knee.
He let her go, giving Harper enough time to run towards her parents when both Claudia and Steve shocked him with the Tesla until he was unconscious on the floor.
The three of them were silent as the waited to see if Sykes would get up off the floor, and he didn't, for the moment.
Claudia grabbed a hold of Harper and checked her over "Are you alright?" she asked, examining every part of Harper before she pulled away from her mother.
"Yes, mother, I'm fine." She remarked.
Claudia pulled her in for a tight hug "I love you so much!"
Harper cocked an eye brow as her dad who began to walk towards Sykes and sighed "Well, that was easier than I thought it was going to be." He remarked.
Claudia smiled "Yeah."
She let go of Harper, who adjusted her clothes as she looked at her dad "So, what are we going to do with these schmucks?" she asked.
"Oh, I have an idea." Claudia remarked, crossing her arms.