Loved the ending of 'Charades' and "Forget-Me-Nots', so thought I'd write my version of what I wished happened after the episodes ended.

So pretty nuts, a trained spy gets caught because of love. Silly, huh?

The notion of romantic love is a fairytale. The thought that people can be affected in some meaningful way by the affection of others is – the kiss, touch, the uhh… Whatever. Its junk science. It's not even that.

Yeah. Like I said. Silly.

Okay. As my mother used to say, sweet dreams. Oh Paige, can you umm record a new outgoing message on the machine?

Sure, why?

Nothing, just realized recently what a nice voice you have. Okay… see you tomorrow.

Paige watched as Walter walked out of the garage with a smile on her face. Just when she thought that he couldn't surprise her any more, he managed to show the most significant EQ breakthrough she had seen since she met him.

"Maybe there's a chance," Paige murmured to herself. She got up and stretched before walking over to the answering machine. She grinned as she pressed the record button.

Walter's POV

As soon as Walter walked out of the garage and to his car, the fake smile he wore on his face slipped. He wasn't going to the UCLA Research Lab. He was going to do research, just not on a topic that required their facilities. The papers and files in his bag were about a completely different project; one that he had been secretly working on in the past few weeks. Walter leaned back in his car seat and sighed.

When Paige first joined Scorpion, he thought the he liked her because she was a parent of a genius that hadn't given up on her son. He saw the potential she had and knew that she would be an asset to the team. But as he got to know her more, he found out that not only did she help the team, but she also helped him become a better person. And then there was the undercover operation they had, which really threw him off track. Dancing with Paige, holding her close in his arms, he felt this pull towards her; like she was a magnet that he couldn't help but be attracted to. He found himself enjoying dancing, something he could've sworn he hated with a passion.

Ever since that night, he collected research about Paige, his thoughts on her, anything that could even remotely be used to help him understand what he was feeling.

Walter opened his eyes and sighed again. He needed to leave the garage soon before Paige finished up and saw him sitting in his car outside. He revved up the engine and started driving towards the beach. After going there with Megan, Walter realized what a peaceful place it was and it gave him the opportunity to think about everything going on. Whatever happened during today's mission needed to be sorted out in his mind. Walter needed answers and he needed them fast.

Paige's POV

Paige ran her fingers through Ralph's hair and kissed him on the forehead after she tucked him into bed. She went to her room, changed into her pajamas and got into her bed. Try as she might though, she couldn't go to sleep. One, she was afraid that she was going to have another dream about Walter, and two she couldn't stop thinking about what Toby told her.

Ralph was the most important thing in her life and so was Scorpion. Scorpion was the place where her son was able to grow as an individual and achieve the stability that she craved for him to have. She promised herself the day he was born that whatever decisions she made in life, it would be for her son.

With a newfound resolve, Paige turned onto her side and sighed. Whatever thoughts or feelings she had for Walter needed to be set aside and locked away. She didn't want to jeopardize her son's future for what was probably just a crush.

"Besides," she muttered. "He doesn't even believe in love. By the time he understands, I will have driven myself crazy with lack of sleep in fear of having dreams about him."

Paige took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She was going to get the sleep she deserved. Her only hope was that her dreams tonight wouldn't involve a certain curly haired genius. She really didn't want to be cranky in the morning again.

Walter's POV

Walter settled down on the hood his car and stared out to the sea. He would never admit it out loud, but today's mission was his toughest yet. He was okay trying to bring down planes in LAX and even get military software from Bosnia, but he couldn't even begin to fathom how uncomfortable he was trying to flirt with Sima/Fatima.

The only thing that got him through the whole night was hearing Paige's melodious voice float in his ear, feeding him instructions on how to act and what to say. Walter took a deep breath and stared up at the sky. The night sky was easy to understand. He could name all the important stars, he knew their position in the night sky and he knew exactly when in the year he could see them. Facts like that comforted him. Facts had certainty to them; unlike people or emotions.

He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy Paige's voice in his ear. If he was to be completely honest, the whole time he was flirting with Sima, Walter was imagining it to be Paige in front of him. When Sima put her hand on his leg in the bar, he froze. But as soon as he heard Paige's voice telling him not to freeze, he immediately pictured that it was Paige who had he hand on his thigh. While he was clumsy in reciprocating the touch (hey he wasn't used to being touched like that), he found it a lot easier to relax while imagining the touch to be Paige's.

But love didn't exist! Isn't that what he just told Paige back at the garage? Her voice, her touches, her fake flirting; it shouldn't affect him and yet it did! He groaned in frustration and stuffed the papers back in his bag. Maybe this wasn't a question that could be answered with research and facts.

"What would Paige do?" he muttered. Lately that had been his guide whenever he had to interact with normal people or try to figure out what they were feeling. He found it easier to blend into to the normal environment if he emulated Paige. Walter closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He searched his mind, going back to the moment he met Paige and up until the moment he left the garage an hour ago. His mind flitted through the memories he had of her.

Paige chastising them in the diner for their language.

The way she fearlessly drove her car through the streets of LA and was nearly hanging off a plane.

How she managed to fit in seamlessly with the team

Stargazing on the roof with her and Ralph

The way he held her close during the dance and how she laughed at his attempt at a joke

Her melodious voice when he heard her sing for the first time

The anger he felt whenever he saw her interact with Drew

Him admitting to her how much he loved the sound of her voice in his ear. Imagining that it was Paige that was straddled on his lap and kissing him.

Walter opened his eyes suddenly and ran his fingers through his hair. "Maybe love does exist," he muttered.

The sun was starting to rise by the time Walter got back home. He quietly went inside and trudged up the stairs to his loft. He had finally gotten somewhere with his research, but he wasn't sure if his findings would help him resolve his issues in any way. If anything, Walter was more confused with his answer and he wished for the first time in his life that he had a high EQ and was able to connect with normal people easily. For now he had to keep these findings to himself. Now was not the time to be telling Paige how he felt about her.