A/N: Hey! I know it's been forever... FOREVER! Here's an update on this story. I hope you guys like it. I am sorry but this is where the story started to go in my head. Don't hate me. :P

I hope you enjoy. It's a little angsty toward the end... but what Bering and Wells fic doesn't go there at some point? This isn't the last chapter. :D

Thanks for sticking around to read this story.

"Has she moved at all?" Leena stood next to Claudia who watched Myka from the window. Myka had been so defeated since Helena left. She hadn't spoken or eaten or moved for what seemed like an eternity, even to the people around her who truly understood what an eternity was like.

"She hasn't done anything yet." Claudia slumped against the window.

"It's been four days... Someone needs to go talk to her. We need to help her!" Leena wasn't one to raise her voice, but even this behavior worried her enough that she needed to say something.

"Don't you think we've tried? Everyone has. Me, Artie, Mrs. F, even Jinks and Pete. No one can get through to her. It's like she's not even here."

Leena shook her head sadly and started making her way down to the room where Myka had been sitting, curled around the well that could give her everything she wanted; battling with herself as she considered drinking the water, hearing Helena's voice in the back of her mind.

"Myka?" She touched a cold, shoulder that immediately stiffened at the contact. No one had tried to touch the young woman yet.

"Go away." Myka's voice was hoarse. It hadn't been used since Helena left. She coughed to try and gain some semblance of control. "I don't want to talk or think or anything... Just let me be."

"Myka if we let you be, you'll die."

"So what." Now the tired voice grew bolder, dull hazel eyes fought to focus on Leena as she looked up for the first time. "Isn't that the point? Helena didn't want me to drink the water from the well, she didn't want to be with me forever. She wanted me to die so what's the point?"

"Myka..." Leena hadn't felt this kind of sadness and loss in many many years. Helena losing Christina was the last time she had witnessed utter defeat. "Helena didn't want you to die Myka."

"Could have fooled me." Myka turned her back on Leena, facing the well once more, revealing her weak and aching body to the aura reader.

Leena gasped wanting to scoop Myka into her arms and fix every torn and shattered piece of her heart, mending the ripped flesh of fingertips that had been digging into the stone of the well, and wanting to make sure Myka looked alive once more. At this point, Myka had simply looked like living death, eyes and cheeks hollowed out, ribs showing through her clothes.

"Myka listen to me." Leena knelt in front of the young woman. "Helena never wanted you to die. She loves you Myka. Believe it or not, she fell in love with you and she proved to all of us that she is a strong woman by leaving. She sacrificed her love for you because she loves you. She has given up the chance to be with you, the woman who knows her better than anyone, so you can actually have a real life."

Myka scoffed. "She took the easy way out."

"There is nothing easy about what she did. Don't you dare say that. If you want to sit here and waste away then fine. Do it. But don't blame her." Leena stood abruptly, walking to the door, stopping after she spoke over her shoulder. "She never wanted you to die Myka. That wasn't the point of her leaving you here."

"Then help me understand what the point is." Myka said through gritted teeth.

"Life. She wants you to live." Leena could feel something change that instant. She turned around fully to see Myka curled over, sobbing. Her pale, thin body convulsing as she cried. "It's so easy to accept an immortal life when you have nothing and no one to live for anymore. You do. You have your family and so many possibilities. She just wants you to live."

"I don't know if I can live without Her." Myka managed to cobble together those words so Leena could understand her.

Leena disappeared for a moment, returning with an empty vial. "Try." She lowered her hand into the well, scooping up some water in the glass vial before handing it to Myka. "It only takes a drop. Just promise you will try to live your life. Do it for her."

Myka's frail hand gripped the object as she pulled it close to her chest, nodding. So many thoughts raced through her mind. "Okay." To be honest, Myka was tired. She was tired and sad and lonely. She didn't know what else she could do. Leena was right; she couldn't waste away in spite of Helena when Helena had done nothing but love her.

That was all she said before sitting up slowly, pulling herself to stand upright. Leena was immediately at her side, walking the weak woman to the door.

...

Myka spent a week more with the warehouse family, eating and talking, listening to their stories; stories she hadn't heard during her stay with them, realizing how attached and connected to Helena she had become. Even now, she would mostly go through her days thinking of the woman who changed her life.

When she felt healthy enough, Myka announced that she was ready to leave.

Everyone was sad to see her go; but they knew that they would see her again someday. Claudia, Pete and Steve were given the task by Mrs. Fredric to watch over Myka; going into town every now and then just to check in on her.

They witnessed many wonderful things over the years; her reunion with her family, their relationship growing and changing, Myka's father finally accepting her the way she is. They watched as Myka went to school, university. They watched as she got a job like her father; a politician, and they watched as Myka worked hard and tirelessly to change things for the town. Myka had been fighting to save the woods, her woods. She fought to keep her friends and the warehouse safe.

They watched Myka grow up into a beautiful woman. Watched her play with the vial hanging loosely around her neck; contemplating it's very existence; and hers. They watched her as people attempted to court her; she would always decline. Myka was still in love with Helena and she always would be.

Then one day Claudia went into town and saw something she wish she hadn't. Something she was convinced she would never need to see.

...

Claudia came running through the woods, tears streaming down her face. She burst into the warehouse and immediately fell into Leena's arms sobbing.

"What is it Claudia?" Leena tried to soothe her. "Talk to us."

Everyone gathered around Claudia who was now fighting to catch her breath, wiping away the tears. "Funeral." Claudia gasped out. "She's... Myka... she's dead and they... they're having her funeral right now."

"Are you sure?" Pete asked, eyes wide.

"Yes! I saw it with my own eyes. Her family was there... they were lowering her casket and there was a portrait of her and everyone was crying and the mayor was there giving a eulogy. I... I know what I saw!" Claudia buried her face in Leena's shoulder.

"It's okay Claudia. I know we all didn't want to... to watch Myka die. It's all apart of life. We go on as we always have."

"I thought I was done watching the people I love die." Claudia sniffled.

"I know. Myka was too young to die. She should have had many more years. But she lived her life and she made a difference."

"She wasn't supposed to die at all! She was supposed to live her life and then... and then..."

"I know. We are all gonna miss her Claudia." Leena hugged the young woman closer to her, squeezing tight.

Leena immediately thought of HG and how hard it would be to tell her that Myka was gone.

Later that night, she went to her desk and started writing a letter.

HG,

I am so sorry to have to tell you this; but Myka Bering was buried today at Willowtree Cemetery. She was 48 years old, but I'm sure you know that. I'm sure you haven't gone a single second without thinking about her.
You would have been so proud of her, she made such a difference in her life; a life that should have been much longer. I wish you could have seen her grow up as we have; she was a beautiful woman. I'm convinced that she did very little without you on her mind and in her heart. It seemed that everything she worked for was because of you and what you taught her while she was with us.
You two were such an unlikely pair, but then you fell in love and everything changed. I am writing you this because you deserve to know that Myka was extraordinary in her life because of you. Without you, she wouldn't have lived as she had.
Myka was not survived by a husband or children; she loved you until her last breath.
When you come back; you should go see her and spend some time at her grave, telling her of your grand adventures as I'm sure you have had many these past years.
We all can't wait to see you again my dear friend.

We love you dearly and we are so sorry for your loss.

Love always, Leena

Thank you for reading this chapter. I swear there's one more and then it'll be complete. FINALLY! I hope you liked it. Please review or comment. I look forward to hearing from you.

This was a hard chapter to write. I hate killing off a character and I kind of wanted to make the whole situation move as though it were like a montage of events happening over the course of years. Don't know if it worked. That was the first time I've ever done that kind of thing.

I've fallen in love with the characters of Warehouse 13 and I can't believe I'll be wrapping up another story soon. Thanks to everyone who is still reading this. I know it's been a while.

Love you all. xoxo