There he was again, risking his own life for the greater good. He was hanging by a rope, about to go down and with a good chance of never coming back, but he didn't seemed scared. It become usual to him, do these kind of things, almost die a couple times every month. But for Paige this was far to be usual.

Even after experience a lot of near-death situations, she still wasn't used to it. What she wasn't used too was to almost lose Walter so many times. All the times he put his life in danger she felt like her hearts was being ripped of.

In these moments she regreted for all the unspoken words, the ungiven hugs, the second (real) kiss that never happened. In these times she thought about all the heart-eyes they always gave to each other, but kept pretending it was just a friendly relationship.

She was done with that. She was done pretending she didn't feel anything around him.

She loved him.

She tried to deny it for so long but she was tired of lying to herself. For a while, she thought he had move on, but she knew he didn't. He knew he didn't. Everyone knew neither of them had moved on. Everyone could see how much they loved each other, and it was becoming impossible to keep hiding these feelings, but she knew why Walter did that .

Before, it was the rule about not fraternization
at work, but when he allowed Toby and Happy to date, this was just one of the many walls keeping them away from each other. Walter was afraid he would screw up with the best thing that ever happened to him. He was afraid of this new felling, that after a long time he admittted to himself it was love. He didn't believed in love, because he never felt it. He never felt something like that for anyone, until he met Paige. After analyzing every possible explanation, he had to accept that yes, he loved her.

And yes, definetely, she loved him.

So why keep lying? Keep hiding, pretending?

She was definetely done with all of that.

"Please, don't die in there" - Paige said with a cracked voice as she kneeled next to Walter, as he slowly gone down with the rope.

"I'll do my best" - He answered in a low tone, noticing how close she was. Their lips were mere centimeters away, and his eyes glanced down to hers.

"I'll give you and incentive, then" - she said with a voice low as a whisper, even though they were the only ones there. He still held her gaze, as she slowly closed the distance between them. As their lips was about to met, her eyes fell closed, and so did his.

He couldn't explain the sensation of having her lips again against his. Their position was really awnkward to a properly kiss, but neither of them cared about it. She slowly touched her lips to his, catching his lower lip between hers. Her hands cupped his cheeks as she slowly and softly moved her lips against his. He wanted so bad to pull her unpossible close, but his hands were a little ocuppied. So he did the only thing he could: kissed her with all he got. As their tongues met, the sensation overtook them, sending both in a state of euphoria 1000 times stronger than the first (or second) time they kissed. After what seemed to be seconds, minutes and hours, all at once, she slowly pulled away, resting her forehead against his.

"That was a very good incentive" - He said awith a chuckle, making her smile.

"Keep that in mind and get back safely, okay?" She said earning a small nod of him.

"Okay" he answered and leaned forward to give her one last - for now, he hoped - chaste kiss. She smiled against his lips and wished him good luck as she stand up and let him go down - not the rabbit - the hole, knowing that in the past few minutes their lives had changed, but it was for better, and she couldn't help but keep smiling as she thought about this new "us" they were going to built together

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