WriterFreak001:

Thank you to all of you who have religiously followed Deception. I loved writing it! Now, here is the first chapter of the sequel. If you haven't read Deception, I suggest you read that story first before reading this one. :)

This is PART TWO of the Masterminds of Deceit Scorpion Series.

Title | Mind Games

Fandom | Scorpion (CBS)

Description | Post-Deception. Four months passed since the ending of "Deception," and it seemed as though life, for the most part, returned to normal for Team Scorpion. Walter and Paige were given a chance to focus on their relationship in the midst of all of the cases that were assigned to the team. However, eventually, all great things must end, and once again, Team Scorpion will have to deal with an even bigger opponent than the Leviathan Mafia. Mark Collins is back for revenge and will have something big in store for Walter – something even the 197 IQ genius might not be able to see coming. And Collins's return just might cause a rift within the Scorpion family in the process, making it next to impossible for them to beat his ultimate game.

Rating| This fanfiction will be rated T for violence, obscene language, sexual themes as well as brain stuff and fluff.

POV | Limited Third Person

Disclaimer | While CBS owns Scorpion, I am the owner of this masterpiece.

Claimer | I am human; there are bound to be mistakes. If you feel like something should be changed, you have the power to send me a review/private message. I can't guarantee if I'll change it every time, but I do read all of my reviews and all of my private messages!

Mind Games

Sequel to Deception

Written by WriterFreak001

Chapter 1

~ SCORPION ~

Six months after the LA syndicate of the Leviathan Mafia was compromised, life in the cyclone seemed to return to normal; the team continued working on cases, and Paige was finally cleared to return to work after months of psycho- and physical therapy. She regained full use of her leg and proved herself even more worthy on the team by helping each of the members emotionally engage themselves in the cases – especially Walter. Walter was extremely grateful for hiring Paige back in August; she truly bonded everyone and ultimately made him a better version of himself.

And he liked it.

With Scorpion cracking almost every case which came their way, the team was as busy as ever, but Walter continued to make time for Ralph because he didn't want the boy to experience the same sort of childhood he had had where his parents were never completely involved in his life. Over the past few months, Ralph had managed to make a few friends at school – something Walter failed to accomplish during his adolescent years. If anything, the boy was lucky to have been able to connect with normals at such a young age. And Ralph owed his improving social skills all to his mother, Paige – the woman who had somehow managed to fall in love with Walter in spite of his uncouth behavior.

"Thanks for taking Ralph to school for me this morning," Paige smiled as she descended the stairs with a small chunk of bagel in her hand. She tossed the breaded morsel into her mouth and made her way towards him; she circled around his desk and stopped behind him as her fingers started weaving through his curls. Then she bent down and whispered, "I really appreciate it," into his ear.

"You've been working long hours this week with all of the paperwork," Walter replied as he picked up his Rubik's Cube and started messing with it. "T-taking Ralph to sch-school gave, um, gave you a f-few extra hours of … of sleep; it w-was w-what w-was effi-efficient." Walter stammered as Paige started nibbling on his earlobe.

"Mhmm," Paige hummed against his skin. "It was also very sweet," she added and then pulled him into a hungry, morning kiss. "You know," her lips found his ear, "Ralph's at school…, and from what I can see," she paused when Walter's lips grazed against her neck, "no one else is here."

"Th-that's an astu – an astute obser - um," Walter swallowed as he found her gaze, "an astute observation." He looked around the garage and did find it pretty strange that Happy and Toby were nowhere to be found. Sly was with Cabe, giving Homeland details of incriminating content he had discovered during the case they had worked on the day before. But Toby and Happy? They were both missing; Walter assumed Happy was wrenching at her father's mechanic shop and guessed that Toby was still out gambling with his buddies. No matter where his friends were, he didn't linger on the subject; they were both capable of taking care of themselves so wherever they were, he was sure they were fine. "And w-what would that, uh, insinuate?"

"I think you know," Paige sang into his ear. He shivered.

"A-and what if Cabe, um, what if Cabe calls?" He swallowed the lump in his throat and gave her an innocent smile.

Paige sighed and pulled away from him. "It's always something, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?" Walter raised an eyebrow. He recognized her disappointment and quickly determined he had said something wrong.

Paige inhaled a deep breath and folded her arms in front of her. "Walter," she heaved a heavy sigh, "It's been almost three weeks since we've done anything remotely romantic, and I get it; we've had quite a bit of cases which required a lot of our devoted time. I've learned to be a patient woman when we started dating, but," she gripped his cheeks out of frustration, pressed her forehead against his and chuckled, "I'm not that patient."

"I can see that." Walter stated as he pulled her hands from his face and kissed her fingers, one by one.

"Okay, now you're just teasing me." Paige rolled her eyes but didn't remove her fingers from him. He continued to kiss her fingers; it was slow and methodical. She finally pulled her hands away and muttered his name. "Walter?"

"Hm?" his eyes widened as she gripped his collar and forced him onto his feet. She loosened his dark blue tie and then slid it over his head before she hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him hard on the mouth. Her tongue swiped across his bottom lip, and she gave Walter a clue as to how desperate she was when she started unbuttoning his shirt. Once the final button was free, she nearly ripped his shirt off of him as she backed him against the wall. When Walter's fingers loosened Paige's blouse from her pants and glided it over her head, she pulled and stepped away from him with a conniving smile forming on her raw lips. He raised an eyebrow. "Did I miss something?" First she said she wanted him, then she practically pounced him and now she was backing down? He frowned. He still had a hard time understanding that woman sometimes.

"Well," Paige shrugged, "earlier you were playing hard-to-get when I clearly told… practically showed you… what I wanted." She picked up his tie and his shirt and lightly tapped his cheek, "I'm not going to fold so easily and practically give you what you obviously want as well. So," she turned away from him, slipped on his shirt to hide her bra and headed for the stairs, "if you want some, you're gonna have to work for it."

Walter watched Paige as she walked up the stairs as he tried to figure out what had just happened. Suddenly, the front door opened and closed as Toby walked into the garage, yawning. Toby took one look at Walter and chuckled.

"Well… Looks like someone had fun."

Walter noticed Paige's blouse on the ground and picked it up. "You're psychoanalyzing me, Toby."

"I so am." Toby smirked. "So…where's the lovely lady? Behind your desk?"

"No." Walter replied as he headed for the stairs. "And this conversation is over."

"You know," Toby cracked his knuckles, "if you're having trouble in paradise, a shrink might have some insight on the matter."

Walter paused. He looked up the stairs and reminded himself that Paige wasn't going to wait long. And the fact that Toby was back made matters worse. Walter came up with the plan and quickly walked towards Toby's desk. "If I give you something to work with, will you make yourself scarce effectively and immediately?"

"Hoo boy! This outta be good." Toby leaned forward and plopped on his hat. "Fire away, lover boy."

"Do I have your word?"

"You're wasting your precious time." Toby deadpanned.

"Right." Walter's jaw hardened. He quickly explained everything that had just transpired between him and Paige to Toby and inquired for the shrink's expertise.

"Dude," Toby laughed. "You just got played!"

"Who just got played?" Happy asked, suddenly making her presence known.

"Walter!" Toby called out.

"All right, both of you; out!" Walter pointed towards the door.

"Why? I just got here." Happy folded her arms against her chest. "And why are you shirtless, Walt?"

"I'll tell you why!" Toby chuckled as he dove past Walter and made his way over to Happy. "But, before Mr. 197 blows a fuse, let's go and grab some coffee."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," Happy pulled her arm out of Toby's clutch.

"Let's just say," Toby muttered loud enough for Walter to hear him, "Mrs. O'Brien –"

"They're not married," Happy interrupted Toby.

"Well, they might as well be!" Toby whispered harshly. "Anyway, the Mrs. is currently upstairs waiting for our dear Walter, if you know what I mean."

Happy grimaced. "Coffee it is, then."

The moment Toby and Happy left the garage, Walter bolted up the stairs and headed for his bedroom where he found Paige anxiously waiting for him. Her clothes had been scattered about the floor, and she was laying underneath his bed sheets. She raised an eyebrow; she was clearly waiting for him. He quickly discarded the rest of his clothing, pulled down the sheets and noticed Paige wearing only his tie around her neck.

Without a word, he climbed into the bed, pulled the covers over them as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and greeted him with another hungry kiss. He pulled away and stared at the tie resting against her chest.

"See something you like?" Paige raised an eyebrow.

He caught her gaze. "You do realize that, after this morning, I won't be able to wear that tie again, right?"

She laughed, pushed him onto his back and towered over him as she brought her lips to his ear. "When I'm done with you, Mr. O'Brien, you'll never want to wear anything again."

His ears burned as she pulled him into another heated kiss and had her wicked way with him.

They didn't leave his bedroom for hours.

~ SCORPION ~

"That's right, Walter O'Brien; enjoy your fun while it lasts." Mark Collins mumbled as he lowered his binoculars and walked away from the edge of the building across the street from the Scorpion garage. "Because once I cast the die," he picked up his briefcase, "it'll be my game you and your little frat group will be playing."

~ SCORPION ~

WriterFreak001:

Congratulations! You made it through the first chapter! I know it wasn't very long, but I wanted to see what people think about the premise of the story before writing more. Also, since Walter and Paige's relationship has certainly advanced, I will be including steamier scenes in this FanFiction. I still refuse to go into elaborate detail so enjoy what I do decide to give you.