I'm back, again. This is just a little conversation oneshot. Could be anytime, anywhere but let's just say for the sake of it Pete and Myka are driving somewhere to find an artifact. Somewhere that has all four seasons. This is my tribute to the end of the summer; I have to go back to school on Wednesday, ugh.

Disclaimer: Somehow I feel like we've been over this before. Oh well, in case we haven't, I don't own Pete, Myka, Warehouse 13 or any of its characters, or LensCrafters.

"The leaves are turning colors," Pete Lattimer stated from the passenger seat of the car. His partner, Myka Bering, gave him an odd look before concentrating back on the road.

"Of course they are. It's almost fall." She told him.

"No kidding. Don't you find that kind of depressing?" He asked her, genuinely interested.

"No, I like fall. The trees are beautiful and the weather cools down."

"I remember when I was a kid I always used to dread fall. That would mean going back to school and the end of summer. We always had such a good time during summer."

"We? You and the mouse in your pocket?"

"Actually my sister, my cousins, and I."

"Oh."

"I remember this one summer we went to the lake we went jet boating. My cousin Sarah's glasses flew right off the side of the boat. We had to go to the nearest mall with a LensCrafters and wait an hour for her to get new ones. The whole time we joked about how there was a fish somewhere in the lake that can see clearly now thanks to her glasses."

"Did you do a lot of things with Sarah during the summer?"

"Oh yeah, we were really close. She lived pretty far away, but we went to visit her about once a year. She was one of my best friends in my family, besides my sister and my dad."

"How does it feel, not being able to tell her about what you do for a living?"

"Well, I wouldn't know. She died a few years after that boating incident."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too. There was a shooting at her school. She was the only one whose bullet wounds proved fatal. It was one of the reasons I wanted to go into law enforcement. To protect people, and somehow I just ended up here. Although I could imagine that it would be hard to not tell her about the warehouse. Every once and awhile I come across an artifact that reminds me so much of her. She would have loved the warehouse."

There was a long pause until Myka spoke.

"I always looked forward to fall. When summer started my dad had me working in the bookstore. We didn't really go on vacation or have a great time as a family. At least at school there was a challenge, an escape. At home there was just more work that I was never good enough at."

There was silence again. Soon, Myka gave up waiting for Pete's answer, as it was not really necessary. She was surprised that Pete had told her more about his family. Normally he doesn't really elaborate. Then again she was surprised on how much she had said. Her family and anything else personal was hidden and guarded closely behind a wall. The very same wall that she seems to open up to Pete more and more lately. And that scares her. When you let someone know too much about you, there is that much more pain when you lose them. She had learned that with Sam.

Pete, however, seems very intent on not leaving her, and it feels good to open up, if just a little. To trust someone with the details of your life, the fabric which makes up who you are. To discover who someone else is and let them in to how you're feeling. All of that was something that she missed. You might get rejected, you might lose the person you care about, but in the end, Myka is starting to discover that it just might be worth it.

And all it takes is a risk.

Having glasses fly off the side of a jet boat and the having to go to LensCrafters actually did happen to me by the way.

Hope you enjoyed! I find it quite funny that my Warehouse 13 oneshots are slowly getting more wordy.

Review please!