Postcards From The Edge

Fandom: Scorpion

Author: Ahsoka1248

Rating: T

Genres: Romance, Family

Walter woke in the hospital. His memory was blotchy. He remembered being in the wrecked Ferrari, and being on the cliff, and he remembered the rescue, but that was it. Paige's hand was gripping his. He found himself smiling despite his low EQ. As he sat upright, a faint memory from when he was drifting off to morphine-induced sleep came to him.

"Good morning, Walter," Paige said softly, "how are you feeling?"

"Not at my peak," Walter said, "you kissed me, didn't you?"

Paige blushed.

"You remember that?"

"Of course. I would never forget something like that," Walter said, smiling again.

Paige smiled. Walter loved her smile.

"Not too long ago, Toby convinced me that I needed to tell you how I felt. I went over to your apartment to talk to you, and I saw you. You were with Drew and Ralph. You looked… happy. I actually….I think I felt jealous…"

"That night, when you saw me with Drew, what was actually going on was that we were discussing his offer to take me and Ralph to Portland with him. We were going to talk about it with Ralph over dinner. I had told him that we weren't going. After Ralph almost died, I had every intention of contacting Drew and revoking my refusal. However, after the accident, I changed my mind. I realized how I felt about you…. I love you, Walter O'Brien."

"I…love you too," Walter stammered.

Paige kissed him.

"I guess we can come back later," Toby muttered from the doorway.
They broke the kiss.

"Come on in," Walter said, grimacing as he shifted, accidentally putting weight on his broken arm.

"How are you feeling today, Walter?"
"I've been better," Walter answered Megan's question.

"Congratulations, Walter," Megan said, "Honestly, I always knew it was going to happen," she added.

"What do you mean, Megan?"

"You and Paige. I always knew you'd get together," Megan said, smiling, "I was wondering when you'd admit how you felt. Walter's pretty clueless for a genius, isn't he?"

Megan limped over to Walter's other side, and sat down, leaning her crutches against the wall.

"Say, this is giving me some ideas," Toby remarked, glancing over to Happy.

"Shut it, Doc," the genius mechanic shot back.

"So I don't have to drive a Ferrari off a cliff and almost die to get you to kiss me and admit that you're madly in love with me?"

To shut him up, Happy kissed Toby.

"Let's have dinner later," she whispered into his ear.

"Okay."