It was a quiet day at the garage. The geniuses were all working on various projects of their own. Paige used the downtime to catch up on paperwork for Homeland, filing, paying bills & various other things that fell through the cracks while the team worked on a case.
She was focused on her work until the sound of the garage door closing caught her attention. Paige turned around to see a woman her own age had entered the building. She looked lost & probably was. Paige approached & cheerfully asked, "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Walter O'Brien," the pretty blonde replied. "My name is..."
"Hi, Steph," Walter interrupted. Paige hadn't heard him coming down the stairs from the loft. She was a little surprised that Walter knew the woman, & apparently the rest of the team was too. The geniuses had abandoned their work & come to see who the mystery visitor was.
"Hi, Walter," Stephanie answered timidly. Her eyes darted around the garage, overwhelmed by it & her audience. "I'm really sorry to barge in on you like this, but I had nowhere else to go."
Walter remained on the stairs, clearly a little shocked by the woman's presence. "What happened?" he asked.
Tears filled her eyes as she choked out the words, "It's Tyler. He took him." As the woman struggled to regain her composure, Paige quickly walked to her side & put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Who's Tyler?" questioned the liason in a soft, sweet voice.
"Her son," Toby answered. "She held her hand to her stomach when she mentioned his name. It's a maternal response." Another country heard from, Paige thought, still puzzled by what was unfolding in front of her.
Sylvester was the first to ask the obvious question, "You said, 'He took him.' He who?"
Stephanie opened her mouth to speak, but Walter beat her to it.
"Her brother...Mark Collins."