Warehouse 13

Previously on Warehouse 13...

Rebecca St. Clair? You found Jack.

You weren't just his girlfriend.

You're a Warehouse Agent.

I always knew if we didn't quit,

one of us, one day, would lose the other.

One last thing that you might be interested in seeing.

Together...Forever.

I guess Jack chose you over the Warehouse, after all.

It says that the debronze function was activated twice.

Who's our mystery guest? Pete, Artie says

that H.G. Wells is actually-- a woman.

I was apprenticed at Warehouse 12.

My daughter Christina had been murdered.

Everything that ever mattered in my life is gone now.

Except the Warehouse.

I want to come back and work there again.

She is nothing like me! I'll never trust that woman.

H.G. Wells is to be fully reinstated

as a Warehouse Agent.

What are you doing here?

No.

Oh!

No!

Do I make you nervous, darling?

No. Naw. Nervous?

Why would you make me nervous?

You're part of the team now

and...Not evil.

Artie! Good. M-morning.

Good morning, Artie. Why is no one here?

I'm here. Congratulations.

I'll have a gold star delivered to your room.

Where are the others? Right here. Hey, guys.

Claud, did you drop something?

Uh, yeah, I just had a little slippery fingers.

I make her nervous.

Claud, there's no need for you to be nervous.

I'm not. I wasn't. Jeez.

It's okay--there will be a period of adjustment.

Although, I have already earned a gold star.

Why does she get a gold star?

She doesn't.

Let's talk about your next assignment.

Shouldn't there be some orientation for H.G.?

It's not necessary. Let's not make a fuss.

Well, yeah, you already got a gold star.

There is no gold star! There won't be orientation.

It's bad enough she's here--at all!

Can we just try to get through this?

Well, now I'm nervous.

Why do things have to change, because of her?

Excuse me.

Rebecca?

Are you kids still in the artifact finding business?

Jonah Ross, 82. Local English teacher.

Died of natural causes. A friend of yours?

Hardly. Jonah Ross was actually Jonah Raitt.

In 1961, he was an editor of Where & When magazine.

He killed three of his secretaries.

And his wife.

He used an artifact that altered their body chemistry--

skin, bone, muscle, blood.

Turned them all to glass.

Jack and I never found him or the artifact.

Two of the women died

before we got on the glass girl case.

We could have saved Raitt's wife and Roxanne Crane,

but Jonah did something to us.

We had no memory the entire day they were killed.

Then he disappeared.

All those years, Raitt and I were living in the same city.

I went to his address to I.D. and retrieve the artifact, but--

But you didn't find anything.

He wrote this obituary himself.

Read the last line.

"If you're still out there, Jack and Rebecca,

thanks for my life"?

You think he was taunting you? He was a cruel son of a bitch.

The artifact is still out there a in play.

No one else should die because I couldn't crack down on this.

We need to find it.

All right, I'll go to St. Louis.

I'll check out the house again.

Claudia, forward me the info.

I n use the field time.

Uh, Artie, you don't want us to go?

No, I got this.

It's getting a little crowded around here.

Artie, I'd like to come with you.

Fine.

We'll find him.

You say you... Both blacked out.

Apparently, Jack and I went about our lives.

We just couldn't remember it.

We assumed that Jonah caused it.

Was it 24 hours exactly? No.

It was 22 hours and 19 minutes.

I'm very observant. Why?

I don't care if it is the H.G. Wells section.

What the hell are we doin' down here?

Why does it matter that it was 22 hours and 19 minutes?

What does it mean?

It means someone used my time machine.

It's not a vehicle like in my novel.

Physical time travel is an impossibility.

Okay, so... It's not a time machine.

It's a temporal consciousness transfer engine--

a means to traverse the space/time continuum

using one's mind.

So it is a time machine. Not exactly.

I'd become intrigued by the idea of Gestalt,

the collective unconscious.

What if one were able to connect with

the mind of someone who lived centuries ago?

It happens randomly in nature.

Past life experience.

Oh, right, right.

Like Russell Crowe was a Tasmanian convict in the 1800s.

I read it online.

My machine allows your mind

to inhabit the body of someone in the past,

see what they see, feel what they feel.

Live a day in history.

And you've done it.

You've actually traveled through time?

God, that must have been so awesome.

No, not really.

Okay, so what about the person, you know, possessed?

They black out.

For 22 hours and 19 minutes.

That's how long the trip lasts. Never could work out why.

Are you saying that someone used or will use this machine

to inhabit Jack and me in 1961?

That would explain your losing time.

Hey, this doesn't look like it belongs here.

Might wanna take a look at this.

"Dear Charlie, do me a favor

"and put this in the H.G. Wells storage area.

"I won't ask about it. Don't bring it up.

Trust me. Jack."

That's not Jack's handwriting.

I know. It's mine.

Hey, I-I'm ready.

Yeah, uh, listen, you don't really have to tag along.

I know. I just thought it would be nice

if we could spend some time together.

Maybe after we find the artifact,

go for dinner and a movie.

Really? No!

Is this really how it's gonna be?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You can't keep freezing me out

because I supported Helena joining the Warehouse.

Oh, it's Helena, now, is it? If it's all right with you,

I'll just keep calling her the villain.

Artie, you're being childish.

Do you know what it takes to keep

a Warehouse Agent alive, Myka?

Trusting the Agent beside you has your back.

I couldn't trust MacPherson, could I--could I?

He's the one who let H.G. out.

How the hell am I supposed to trust her?

Helena has proven more than once

that she has my back.

I thought I'd proven that I had yours.

You know what, on second thought,

I'll just handle this one on my own.

So...Artie decided to

check out Raitt's apartment

on...His own.

What?

I know this is gonna sound nuts.

I'm sure you're sitting there, arms folded,

twirling your hair, biting your lip,

not wanting to believe this,

but...I'm you.

I'm Myka. Inside Rebecca.

Well, your mind, anyway.

We traveled back through time.

I'm Pete. Hi, Pete!

Hi, me. I can't believe this...

This--this isn't possible.

We don't have a lot of time. Can you be serious?

Don't give Rebecca back her body all tensed up like that.

Pete. Focus.

Yoink! It is you guys.

Listen, Myka.

Pete is gonna try to convince you

to use the time machine to travel back to 1961

to identify an artifact.

It's okay--Pete's actually right for a change.

And Pete.

Get your ass to mars.

Get your ass to Mars!

Like Total Recall!

Oh, I love that!

Okay, we're done.

There's one last thing you need to know

before you get here.