"Walter!" Paige shouted in desperation. There was still no response, no sign that he could hear her. She kneeled in front of him and placed her hands on his face, hoping the physical contact would help. "Walter please come back!"

72 hours earlier.

"We've got a new mission" Cabe said as he entered the door to the cyclone. "So everybody saddle up."

"What's the mission?" Sylvester asked.

"A civil engineer for the LA metro system named David Fischer has gone missing and Homeland wants us to find out what happened to him."

"Not something we usually deal with" Toby said. "Why is this guy important?"

"There have reports of new terroristic threats targeting LA and the city council wanted to be proactive. They decided that all of the city infrastructure should be evaluated and the most likely targets given priority to be fixed. David Fischer was supposed to turn in his assessment 1.5 days ago."

"So if he was kidnapped, terrorists would have a playbook on how to exploit the metro system" Walter said putting his hands in his pockets. Cabe nodded.

"Exactly. This is a priority mission, so whatever needs to be done, do it. Our first stop is his house. Everybody get in the van and let's roll."

"Paige is still dropping Ralph off at school." Walter pointed out.

"Call her and give her the address. She can meet us there."

"No need" Paige called as she walked into the door. "I'm here."

Walter instinctively looked down at his shoes, and then brought his eyes up to look at Paige. He felt that familiar longing wrench his gut as he gazed at her silently before saying "hey."

"Hey." She met his gaze before turning her attention to the group who were furiously packing up and heading out to the van. "Fill me in on the way?" She asked Gallo.

After Cabe explained the situation to Paige she turned and silently gazed out the window. Walter found himself examining her and trying (unsuccessfully) to read her body language. How was she doing? What was she thinking? Ever since Drew had tried to take Ralph away she hadn't been the same. He counted fewer smiles, and she often seemed distracted. It was all over now and after a court order (accompanied by some choice words from Walter) Drew would never be coming back. But the damage had already been done. If only I could have protected Ralph better he thought.

"Walter!" Cabe shouted. He blinked and realized he was still staring at Paige.

"What?" He glanced around and discovered the rest of the team was looking at him.

"Walter we're here. Are you ready?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Okay here's how it's going to go." Cabe said to the team. "It's not likely that we'll find anyone here that's dangerous, but I'll go in first and give you the all clear. Got it?"

"Got it." Said Happy.

The team waited in silence until Cabe said over their ear pieces "okay it's safe. Everyone can come in." Happy opened the door and jumped out, then Toby, Sylvester and Walter. He held out his hand to help Paige climb out the van.

"Thank you." She said looking at him.

"You're welcome."

It was a small house (about 1100 square feet) and two bedrooms. Everything was very clean, and Walter noticed that there were no creaks in the floors. The carpet and walls were all natural beige colors and the house smelled faintly of ozone. Odd, Walter thought.

"Hey guys!" Paige called. "Can you come here?"

"What is it?" Asked Gallo.

"Look."

Walter looked where Paige was pointing, which was to a bedroom. Inside the bedroom had a small bed with a desk. The desk contained all different types of brushes, paints, pencils, charcoals and other art materials. The wall the desk faced was covered in art, and there was a stack on the dresser. There were also an assortment of different items, each with a unique texture and color adorning the bottom half of the other three walls. Toby came in.

"Oh wow."

"What are we looking at Toby?" Walter asked.

"There's a boy that lives in this room—most likely David's son—and from all the textures on the wall, I'd say he has severe autism."

"Why would textures on the wall mean autism Doc?" Asked Happy.

"Autistic children often have an overactive mind where sensations are amplified. While some colors and sensations produce negative reactions, others produce calming ones and peak interest and exploration. That would explain why the house is so clean and it smells like ozone. David keeps his house as clean and neutral as possible to help keep his son from having an episode, which is what indicates his son is more severe on the autistic scale."

"But this art." Sylvester said as he picked up a painting which consisted of only colors and no distinguishable shapes. "It's…" He faltered. "It's beautiful."

"How is it beautiful?" Walter asked impatiently. "There aren't any actual shapes."

"The colors communicate emotions Walt." Sylvester squinted at the painting.

"Yes that's right" Toby said. "This one suggests he was feeling secure and peaceful while this one" he picked up another painting "suggests he was struggling with abnormal surroundings."

"It's not just paint without shapes" Happy called out. "Look at this one drawn in charcoal. The detail on the face."

"That's not a random person" Gallo said. "That is David Fischer."

"Where's his son and what is his name?" Paige asked as she looked at each piece of art on the wall.

"Records show His name is Alex Fischer and he's about….9 years old. Seems David never picked his son up from school."

"Is Alex safe?" Asked Paige.

"Yes. Looks like after David didn't show up the school made some calls which is how we found out David disappeared. According to this document from Homeland Alex is staying with one of the teachers he can identify with."

"Well as interesting as this is" Walter interrupted "we still don't know what happened to David and we have yet to find any clue's in this house. The boy's safe so it's not our concern."

Just then Gallo's phone rang. "This is Agent Cabe Gallo." His eyes narrowed and a worried expression tarnished his face. "I understand. Thank you." He hung up the phone. "You guys aren't going to like this."