Mind Games
Summary: What do you get when you cross a depressed emotionally ill-equipped genius with a logical acidic solution?
Disclaimer: This is a fan-fiction story of the TV Series: Scorpion, and is in no way affiliated with the actual story/series in any of the aforementioned media. All characters and other materials related to the show that are used are not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. Elemental-Zer0 takes sole responsibility for any mistakes or offence that may be taken but truly not meant. However, any characters that are not related to any copyrights are copyrighted to Elemental-Zer0, as are any adaptions/variations to the plot set out in the original author's story/plot.
Authors Note: Season 4 finale was the ultimate depressive cliff-hangar. I'm sure you all agree. The inability to understand emotion or how to react and deal with it in a socially acceptable way is something I also suffer with. Clearly not as bad as the characters in this show, I'm only borderline. But the struggle to understand the emotional responses of others is something i can wholly relate to. Its different in a story to real life. In a story you know why the characters are feeling the way they do because the story builds up to it and tells you whats bothering them. Real life doesn't have that hand guide.
This Prologue came from my imagination of what Walter and Paige might have said if the doors to the meeting room at the end of the final episode hadn't shut, and Paige had stopped to listen. The story continues after this prologue a few weeks after that interaction in Chapter One.
Anyways, let me know what you think, but no flames please. If you have any criticism to make please do it politely otherwise I shall ignore your words. (It's happened before, I'm sorry to say, and I hadn't even posted any real chapters…)
Song lyrics used in this prologue are from the well known song: Say Something by A Great Big World. I don't own any rights to the song except for creative use in a non profit fan-fiction publication.
Prologue: Say something, I'm giving up on you
"Say something, I'm giving up on you,
I'll be the one, if you want me to.
Anywhere, I would've followed you.
Say something, I'm giving up on you."
"Paige, wait…" His voice cracked, his control and his conviction wavered in the heat of her glare.
"What for?" She asked, emotion held reigned in with impressive control, but her eyes betrayed her heart. She searched for something in him, something he didn't know if he had.
"And I am feeling so small,
It was over my head,
I know nothing at all,
And I will stumble and fall."
"I need to explain to, to you…" He tried, to tell her, he tried to explain, to express what he was feeling but how could he? It was too overwhelming to understand. He faltered, unsure of how to make things right.
"Of course, you do Walter." She cut in, patience gone with his halting attempts to communicate, and her heart taking the brunt of his callous comments. "But its always the same thing. You always need to explain…" she said, tears threatening the corners of her eyes. She shook her head in disappointment. "You haven't learned anything, have you." It wasn't a question. She believed it as fact.
"I'm still learning to love,
Just starting to crawl."
"Paige please…" he tried again, the pain in his heart forcing him to keep trying. He had an IQ of 197, how could this not be clear to him? Why couldn't he figure it out? What was he doing wrong here?
"No Walter… Enough." Her words were sharp and short. "I'm done." They cut him deeply. "Your experiment is over." She turned on her heel and started walking away.
"Please…" his hand reached out to her, but his feet couldn't move. It felt like they'd been nailed down to the ground. All he could do was watch as, yet another loved one, turned their back on him for reasons he still couldn't understand.
"Say something, I'm giving up on you…"
