N /A: The original language of this fic is Spanish, so a friend offered to translate it from Spanish to English to share it with more people, she asked me to make it clear that her english is not perfect but she did her best, I am very Grateful, my English is almost null, I hope you can understand it and please tell me if you would like us to continue translating this story

NEVER HAVE I EVER

Walter O'Brien had just returned to the garage after his date, he didn't understand what it had gone wrong, he had searched for an fancy restaurant, he had reserved a table that allowed to have a pleasant conversation during the whole evening and had ordered aphrodisiac food for both . He had made a list of subjects of conversation that were of the preference for both, had thought points in common in their areas of work; and at the end of the night he asked if she wanted to accompany her home, but she refused kindly. On the road trip to the garage he thought about what could have gone wrong, but his low EQ was even lower combined with alcohol and didn't find a satisfactory answer.

When he opened the door he found that the garage wasn't alone as he expected, there were three people in there; Sylvester doing some calculations on the board, seemed frantic and concentrated, Happy was sitting, practically lying, in the nearest couch, had her feet in a small chair and drank a beer. "Hey! How was the date?" Collins approached him immediately as soon as he entered the garage. "He's here, that answers your question," said Happy from her place.

"Why are you all here?" He asked, not bothering their presence, but it was rare that the three of them were together; Collins probably had been working late into the night, but the presence of Happy and Sylvester was not explained, they used to avoid Collins as much as possible and probably spend Friday night in his company wasn't in their plans. " It was late and I didn't reach the last bus" Sylvester said nervously "I hope you don't mind" he was only a sixteen year old boy, he had joined Scorpion a few weeks ago, he felt a bit intimidated by the other three team geniuses and sometimes he even asked permission to go to the bathroom.

"He ran out of buses," Happy said, pointing to the young man, clearly not comfortable with the situation. Walter could only smile a little at the realization that, although she would deny it, she had only stayed to keep the boy, who was inhibited in the presence of Mark. "It's time to celebrate!" Collins brought several beers, handed one to Walter and one to Sylvester. "Will you leave the team?" Happy asked, but she had been ignored by the man.

"Happy!" Walter's reprimand was not as severe as he intended it to be, he was accustomed to the very direct hints from Happy to Collins and vice versa; those two would end up killing themselves someday. He took a sip of his beer and looked for a place to sit. "I shouldn't be drinking this," Sylvester said, handing the beer back to the man, but Happy intercepted it. She was lying on the sofa, and the young genius sat uncomfortably beside her, frightened by her and at the same time reassured by her presence, it was much better than Collins's. "So? How was your date?" Collins insisted. "It was perfect!" Walter answered. "so, what are you doing here?" Happy reiterated her question. "She had heard" Collins repeat over and over to Walter about how hot the girl looked and how long it would be a long night, they weren't very discreet when it came to talking. "She had plans," he said with a forced smile. Happy smiled at him with self-sufficiency. "Well, it doesn't matter," Collins stood up as he rubbed his hands. "We can go to Paradise Seven, the girls will be very excited to see you again and for a good tip they do wonders" Paradise Seven was a striper club who had hired Scorpion's services some time ago, Mark had become a regular visitor, he said it was a pleasure to see beautiful women from time to time.

"Disgusting," Happy said, the beer and the lack of sleep were wreaking havoc with her mood; she was seriously considering asking Walter for a raise, support Collins worth more than all the work she did. "Sex is completely natural." Collins smiled the way Happy and Sylvester both hated. "Okay, this is officially uncomfortable." Happy stood up abruptly and went to work in her area, she didn't trust her self-control, Collins had been doing his best to annoy her every day since Sylvester had joined the group, Mark seemed more determined than ever to upset her about her looks and her lack of femininity. She couldn't go home since she had drunk a little more that she had and had no money to pay a new traffic ticket and Walter won't like to find her erasing another traffic ticket from the system.

"You shouldn't have said that," Sylvester whispered nervously, frightened to confront Collins, who always found a way to make him feel inferior and increased his already high levels of anxiety.

"You can't blame me for forgetting she's a woman." Walter proceeded to explain and ask Collins to be more respectful to his colleagues, and gave him a speech about self-limiting and not bothering others; It was all a speech learned from her sister's mouth, when she told him that things were constantly tense between the members of Scorpion she made him notice that every situation had one person in common.

The conversation eventually led to other topics of Mark's interest, as always, at the beginning Sylvester could integrate into the conversation, but somehow he always ended up thinking he was wrong, his ideas always seemed wrong to him after talking to Collins; Sylvester after a while chose to retire to continue with some equations, but ended up overcoming the dream and fell asleep on the sofa. After two hours Mark withdrew with subtle insinuations about his next destination. Walter was left alone and concentrated his attention on the woman, he watched her for a few minutes, it was clear that something bothered her, it was four in the morning and she was hammering like crazy.

"Is it necessary to hit that plate so much?" the look that Happy gave him, would have back to any normal person and more so if the woman was surrounded by tools that could be used as potential weapons "You know, I'm not good reading the mind, if you bother something we say or do, you must say it directly" she continued hammering as if she hadn't heard Walter "sometimes we can forget that you are a woman and ... " Happy stopped hammering and stole the beer from his hand and he instinctively stepped back , thinking that he would throw the bottle at her, but instead Happy drank it in one gulp.

"Don't do this, O'Brien." she glanced at her boss and continued her work. "You're no good at this."

"I'm worried about the team's good".

"Then fire Collins," said Happy without looking at him.

"Has he ever bothered you!" He said to himself, that question was extremely stupid, until he realized that Mark just seemed to fit in with him "Has he insulted you in any way?"

"No" the beer and the physical effort of hammering made a dent in Happy and began to feel hot. She left the hammer to remove her jacket and felt fresher to be only in her purple tank top.

They were for a while, Happy continued to work while Walter helped her in some small things, they felt comfortable in silence, they both liked the silence and it was a favorable change compared to their last date, the girl talked excessively and was never of according to him, although being honest he had never had much in common with the rest of the people, much less with women, until now there were only two exceptions to that rule: Megan, who hadn't allowed him to isolate himself, his sister always had knocked down every one of his walls to reach for him, and she had been preoccupied with learning subjects of his brother's interest; and on the other hand was Happy, who was a female version of himself, she was the closest person he had ever met-except for Collins, but they were identical in a different sense, they had similar ways of dealing with life, Happy was the only woman he had met who could hold with him an intellectual discussion and couldn't deny that the woman was quite attractive; he couldn't stop a smile from appearing on his lips at the thought of that, definitely the alcohol was working.

"Why do you smile like an idiot?" Happy asked, frowning while she walked to the kitchen to pick up another beer and another one for the genius.

"How long you don't have a date? It's Friday night and you're here, and the previous Friday and the previous one to that".

"I see that you feeling talking tonight O'Brien" she said as she handed a bottle of beer to his hands.

"Everybody say that the alcohol eliminates inhibitions and seems to be true" Walter took the bottle from Happy's hand, though he took more time than necessary, and as he brought the bottle back to his mouth, he thought of his own words and decided that he should retire before saying anything that could ruin their good working relationship.

"OK. What did that girl do to you? Did she give you some truth serum?" she asked, looking worried.

"No... I don't think so, though ..."

"It was a joke! 197 ", Happy explained, noting how suddenly the boy burst out laughing at her explanation, he was definitely drunk and a few seconds later she couldn't help but laugh too "I think we've had enough beer".

"You're right, we've drunk too much for today" but he didn't leave the bottle. An awkward silence seized the atmosphere, both wanted to say something, but neither knew very well what, Happy was tired and the presence of the genius was already beginning to be annoying. Didn't he have something better to do?.

"You didn't answer my question," Walter said after a while.

"How long have I joined Scorpion?" Happy asked without looking at him.

"What relation does your time in scorpion have with the last time you had a date?" Walter had brought a chair closer to the engineer's work area, sat down as he finished his beer, showing his little interest in leaving.

"They're directly proportionate," Happy said.

"So? Have you been more than a year...? Without having a date?"

"O'Brien!" Happy stopped wiring to focus on his boss.

"We've never seen you on a date".

"I'm not a lesbian if that's what you're thinking," she explained slowly, modulating every word to make sure her drunken friend understood her. "Why so many questions and interest in talking?"

"Since you came to Scorpion we've never spoken ..."

"We talk every day, your desk is a couple of meters from mine." she pointed to the short distance between the two work areas.

"That's not what I mean ..." The genius searched the words to express what he wanted, but he didn't find them.

"Do you know the game "I never"?" Happy interrupted the young man's inner debate. she went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of tequila and two small glasses. "You really don't know it? All the guys play it in high school".

"I had more important things to think about then," he said, looking at Happy, who had a slight blush on her cheeks.

"In the orphanage the old girls played a lot. In their drawers you could always find condoms, alcohol and makeup, the first thing was to get the others two". With signs she indicated that he followed her to the roof "

"That's ... Where did you get a bottle of tequila?"

"From the kitchen " Happy took two cushions and threw them right in front of a wall, sat in one and told Walter to do the same with the other, filled both glasses to the top and left the bottle in the middle.

"Why do we…?"

"One of us says a sentence beginning with "never have I ever" and if the other has done it you must drink. For example never have I ever... Hacking NASA and like you did you should drink".

"I don't understand the purpose of this," he said, looking at the small glass of tequila in his hand.

"Drink! and socialize," Happy said. The genius drank the contents of the glass in one gulp, getting stuck in the process. She gave him a couple of slaps on the back, more like a mockery than with the intention of helping her "Your turn".

"Never have I ever ... took more than a minute to put together a Rubik's cube." Happy glared at him, and without telling him, he drank the contents of his glass, then refilled both glasses.

"Never have I ever ... kept adult magazines under my bed."

"Neither do I." Walter looked at her triumphantly. "Why have magazines if you could use the internet? My turn. Never have I ever ... seen an adult movie".

"Really, Walter?" Any? Happy asked, unable to believe him.

"I don't watch TV ..." when Happy drank from his glass, he added "instead of seeing certain things, I prefer to do them" causing Happy to choke and spit some of his drink, this time it was his turn to give him a spanking in the back.

"Never have I ever slept naked." Walter drank from his glass and cleared his throat to speak.

"Never have I ever… worn a sex toy," he said, as soon as he'd finished speaking, she'd hit him, but she looked at him with a mischievous grin.

"Do my fingers count?"

"No," Walter muttered, his intention was to restrain the genius, and instead she embarrassed him with her answer. Still looking at him, Happy drank the contents of the glass. "What? More than a year without a date. A woman has her needs", she explained. "Besides, a toy modified by me, gives less problems than a man and is much more efficient".

"I wouldn't be so sure".

"My turn." She took her minutes to think, the cold was beginning to be more noticeable and she had left her jacket down. "Never have I ever… had sex outdoors ... Really?" She asked incredulously, seeing Walter drink.

"A girl in ..." Walter refilled the glasses. "I shouldn't talk about that. You know. "Happy nodded." My turn. I've never ... never had a hickey".

"Really?" Happy asked and instead of drinking from her glass, she put it aside and moved to stand right in front of Walter, she told herself that it was the alcohol's fault, he straddled him, while the he looked confused and holding his breath "we can change that" without any delicacy opened the first button of the shirt, exposing his skin… without asking Happy approached her head to the space between his shoulder and his head and began to lick his skin, Happy immediately felt the man tensing under her, and then began to suck, until she thought she had left a mark. By the time she separated she noticed that the genius had held his breath.

"My turn," Happy continued, returning to her seat. "never have ... O'Brien?" she called to see that he wasn't paying attention. "what? "You were not listening." She looked at him.

"You put images and ideas in my mind. I won't sleep after what happened here", he said after a minute of silence, this time Walter took the tequila bottle and drank straight from it.

"Hey! Don't drink it all". Happy took the bottle while he still drank, causing a little to fall on the genius's chest, she would push the bottle aside, but she decided to drink a little too.

"How bad were the men you were with so that you would like a dildo?" The question had come out of his mouth before he thought about it, if he had thought it, he would probably have asked the question in the same way. "I mean, you are an attractive woman according to the standards of beauty, you have wide hips which is very attractive to a man, It's an index that you are a female fit to procreate, you have a toned body and prominent breasts, you don't look for love in a relationship, you are a genius and I think you have a great sexual appetite. I think there would be more than one volunteer to take the place of your toy ... or your fingers".

"Is that supposed to be flattery?" Happy pursed her lips. Trying to look annoying. "Are you flirting with me?"

"It works?

"No ... you suck at that."

"At what point did the conversation take this course?"

"From the beginning ... I guess." Walter took the bottle again and drank what was left of the tequila.

"What about the images I put in your head?" Happy asked suddenly.

"I can have a very low EQ, I have almost no emotions, but I'm a man and ..."

"And I'm a woman ... I knew you were a genius, but sometimes you really surprise me." Happy stood up with surprising agility, more surprising still considering all the alcohol she had drunk until then. "Let's go down It's getting cold".

"OK. Wait a minute" Happy stood waiting for him "You can go down, I'll catch you later".

"No, I want to see if you can survived to go downstairs with that drunkenness" Happy stood watching him, she was dizzy, but she had vast experience with drunkenness in the past, Walter instead not and was a little more affected by that.

"Happy! go down! I'll catch you down stairs", Walter said without looking at her.

"Is it that you can't stand up?" stubborn as always, she refused to leave, instead Happy came closer and took Walter's hand to help him to stand, he resisted and ended up taking her with him to the ground, Happy fell on him, one of her legs between his, and her knee impacted with the young man's cock.

"Happy! For the... "Walter shouted, trying to get the woman off.

"Seriously Walter?" she tried to stand up and unintentionally grazed her leg with the bulk of Walter and a groan escaped from his lips leaving them both paralyzed.

"What were you expecting?" He stopped trying to push her away and stood still, the friction didn't improve his situation. "It's your fault".

"My fault?" Happy settled over him, sitting on his stomach and leaving her face in front of his, Walter's breathing had become irregular and he couldn't take his eyes off her "I could help you with that, but someone once told me not to fraternize with my boss".

"We're not fraternizing." Walter put his hands on Happy's hips, stretched out his fingers to reach her butt "we just ..."

"We'll have sex." Happy said and Walter nodded quickly in response. "Good!" Happy said and ended the distance between their faces, it was a hungry kiss, they both actively participated and competed for control, none had too much experience, but Happy was much more instinctive, much more passionate and effusive. When the air became necessary, Happy pulled away "your kisses are horrible!" She complained "if you kiss like this I don't want to know how you do the rest".

"Hey! What do you mean by that?!" Walter mumbled.

"Let's go downstairs," Happy said, standing up and touching the boy's most intimate part with her hand. She helped him to his feet, this time more carefully, and they started down the stairs. When they reached the ground floor, Walter took Happy off guard and cornered her against a wall.

"What's wrong with my kisses?"

"Your tongue almost reaches my throat!" Happy said in a low voice, looking at him from her position trapped between the wall and the body of the genius, she had to admit that the situation was tremendously exciting.

"I can do it better".

"Good." Happy waited for the next movement of her boss. It took a few seconds to grasp the situation, and as soon as he understood it he moved closer to her, and tried to kiss her again, while his hands went to her waist, without much delicacy he carried his hand up, looking for those prominent mountains, his hands covered one of her breasts completely, pressed it with his hand and heard a soft moan come from the engineer's lips who immediately interrupted the kiss "O'Brien! You keep doing that with your tongue ... You ... Just let me control it, okay?" He took the hand of the genius who wasn't touching her at the moment and guided it to the edge of her jeans and left it there "show me how agile you are with your fingers," she added when she saw that the genius didn't understand the hint.

"I ... " but he couldn't finish the sentence, since Happy was kissing him again, he did what she had told him, let her have control of the kiss, while his hands were sneaking under her clothes, looking to feel the soft skin of her breasts and for some reason was surprised, he didn't expect her skin to be so soft, his right hand made space between the waist of his pants and his body and went to caress the most intimate part of the woman , pulling out a new groan from her, he began to move his fingers, exploring, above the intimate garment, when he noticed a slight moisture impregnate the garment, he made it to the side and began to caress it directly, noticed an increase of aggressiveness in the kiss, and as she sticking still more, he assumed this as a sign that he was doing a good job. A few minutes passed when Happy began to have slight tremors all over his body, she put her arms around Walter's neck and intensified the kiss even more and their bodies were so close together that the genius could barely move his hand, which was also being tightly tightened between her thighs "Happy!" He called after interrupting the kiss "separate the legs a little more" she obeyed submissively, something out of the ordinary "something's wrong? Am I doing something wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"Just shut up and go on," said Happy aggressively. Only then Walter realize that she was coming to the edge, was about to lead the girl to an orgasm with only his fingers, his male pride was increased for the first time in a long time. From her reactions, he knew she was very close, only seconds away when ...

"Happy! Walter! Suddenly the light went on and the garage lit up. Where are you?

"Oh, come on!" Happy groaned.

"If we remain silent he won't find us," Walter said, moving his fingers again and watching for the first time in full light, how Happy closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, no longer leaning on him, she had her back against the wall and the only thing that connected them both was his hand inside her pants.

"Faster," Happy begged him and the genius obeyed immediately, glancing around to make sure that the young man who was still calling didn't show up around the place. "Oh God! Happy muttered before the orgasm hit her, just as Sylvester appeared on the spot. "They you are!" Walter managed to withdraw his hand and looked at the engineer, who seemed to be standing upright only by the wall. "What's up with Happy?" ohhh...