A/N I do not own scorpion, the song in this story is Only one by Katharine McPhee.
I remember the moon and the stars in your eyes
I'm dreaming of you and I
One of those reckless nights
Walter was walking downstairs when he heard it. When he heard her. Since the team had the day off none of them bothered to come to the garage. The only reason Paige was there was because of paperwork.
I remember the smell of your car
Yeah, we drive full speed
Your lips on mine
Giving me butterflies
Paige was in the kitchen singing with her headphones in. He could tell because when he stood at the door of the kitchen, she didn't notice him. Walter just stood there, watching her for a minute.
How stupid, young, and naive
Thinking these thrills could turn real
I believed
Borrowed time
How could I not see
That although you never leave
That shit don't work for me
Walter thought that was the first time he ever truly heard Paige swear. But he remained there and was listening to the lyrics she was signing. He could tell it was a song about lost love. He wondered if she was thinking about Drew when she sang this, since he was her lost love.
No, I won't be your lover after midnight
Waiting for you dusk till dawn
Don't wanna share you
Boy, I double dare you
Tell me I'm the only one
No, I won't run for cover in the moonlight
I don't need a part-time love
Don't wanna share you
No, it's isn't fair
I want it all or I want none
Tell me am I the only one
Who wants to be the only one
I got to be the only one you come for
Tell me, am I the only one
She turned around after those lyrics and saw Walter. She quickly took her ear phones out and turned red as a tomato as Walter smiled at her.
Paige: How long have you been there?
Walter: Not long... You're really good, how come you don't sing as often?
Paige: It's just something I like to do to pass time, in secret.
Paige kept blushing, and turned back around to finish lunch. She offered Walter the sandwich she made, and he took it.
Walter: You really should sing more often, I find your voice quite relaxing.
Paige: Thanks Walter and I'll try.
With that she left the kitchen to go back to her desk. Walter just stood there and just stared at her. She was an angel, and a talented one at that. He hoped she would continue to sing more often, just like he said. He did find her voice quite relaxing.