Walter's POV:
It was another luminescent morning as I got out of bed. The sun was shining directly through my bedroom window. The beam illuminated a photograph of Paige and, her nine-year-old son, Ralph at the park. I took them there once after the team finished a particularly difficult case. I remember that day. It was bright and sunny, just like today...
*Flashback*
"Hey, Paige. So, um, there is this park down the street from the garage. It is only 5.3 miles away. And I was thinking. Maybe Ralph would like to go and there is even an ice cream shop close by; we could go there afterwards?"
"Sure, Walter. I think he would love that."
"Great. I'll just go get the car."
*End Flashback*
As I got dressed and ready for the day and for the new case Cabe was bound to bring in, I noticed my thought traveling back to Paige and Ralph. At first I thought nothing of it. But it slowly got more and more frequent. Why can't I stop thinking about her? Life was never the same since I met Paige and Ralph. I remember the first time I saw her and Ralph. He was setting up his makeshift chess board. Paige came over and told him to stop but I saw she didn't really enforce her words. When I finished fixing the restaurant's wireless I went over to him. I played a couple moves until Paige came over to ask if I needed anything. I remember it all.
When I walked downstairs Paige was already here along with Toby, Happy, and Sylvester. The only ones missing from our little cyclone were Cabe and Ralph, who was probably at school already.
"Good Morning, everyone."
"Howdy," replied Toby, who was halfheartedly reading a book I had seen him read at least four times before.
"Hey," grunted Happy, as she was immersed in a mechanical project.
"Hi," says Sylvester, looking up from a Sudoku puzzle.
"Hello," said Paige, as she turned to hand me some paperwork.
As Paige hands me the papers our hands touch and I feel my heart rate quicken. Strange. It has never done that before. Once more my mind is drawn to thoughts of her. Her hair, her smell, and her eyes. I stop myself. Since when did I care about someone's appearance? I am reminded of the time I hacked into the hospital security footage so I could witness our kiss.
"Hey, geniuses! Can't any of you answer a phone around here?! I have been calling for the past twenty minutes!," Cabe yells as he storms into the garage.