A/N So this is my first fanfic on Scorpion. The relationships between Paige and Walter and Happy and Toby are established, but they are both in the very early stages of their relationships. Tell me what you guys think! Sometimes, stories flow out of my head like water and they are smooth and even and everything makes sense. Other times, they're really choppy. I felt like this story was somewhere in between. So definitely review and tell me if you want me to continue. And, in case it wasn't obvious, I do not own any of the characters, except Kota.

"Hey guys! I think I might've found a job for us!" Sylvester shouted to the team from behind his desk. The team hadn't worked on a case in a few weeks and they were beginning to worry that the government didn't trust them anymore to do the job logically efficient. So Walter told the team to search for easy-to-solve cases so they could build up their repertoire with the FBI.

"What's it on, Sylvester?" Paige said coming around the corner from the kitchen where she made herself a sandwich.

"Explosion in a high school chemistry class severely injuring the instructor. Major damage to the classroom but overall, no other damage to any other part of the school. The government is suspecting foul play but they aren't sure." By the time he was finished explaining the basics of the case, the rest of the team had filed in.

"Easy enough. But none of us are exactly chemistry geniuses." Toby said.

"We're talking a high school chemistry class. Paige could probably teach it." Happy replied condescendingly. "I agree with you Toby, I'm not a chem major either, but even I was bored in my science classes."

"You have an eidetic memory, you probably flipped through all of your books once and then aced the year." Toby said turning to her.

"Still," Paige interjected, "I didn't exactly make honor roll in high school."

"Really?" Sylvester finally said after a few moments. "I thought you would be the over achieving type. Always has to have straight A's, teachers' pet…" he drifted off.

"Seriously?" She started laughing, "Is the human calculator accusing me of being a nerd in high school?" She had to sit down from laughing too hard.

"Guys, focus. I don't care if this is going to be a walk in the park for us. We have to show the FBI and Cabe that we can be serious and follow orders. So just try and listen to the police." Walter got up from the stool he had sat down on and grabbed his laptop bag and headed towards his car. The rest of the team just sighed and followed.

The drive across town was relatively short in Toby's mind. He and Happy had begun seeing each other from time to time. Mainly they just saw action movies or hung out and played video games. Anytime Toby tried to make any advance in a relationship between them, Happy would make a comment and they would just laugh it off. This was one of the rare occasions they were alone and not in the middle of a movie (where if he tried to talk, she would 'hush' him) or in the middle of a game (where neither talked. Under any circumstances).

"Have you thought about us?" He asked cautiously. They were only 5 minutes from the school so if things went badly, they wouldn't be stuck in awkward silence for the whole ride.

She sighed slightly, "Yeah, and I'm gonna be honest. You know me, Toby. You know any kind of relationship, even friendships or acquaintanceships, scare me. Please be prepared to wait. I'll try, Toby. I really will, but please don't push me too hard. I like having you as a friend if I need you. And I like having someone to just hang out with and things not be weird. And I like you, Toby." She said not looking away from the road at all. Toby knew that was hard for her to say- hard for her to admit her feelings so openingly like that, so he didn't harass her for her lack of facial expression or eye contact.

"Happy, I'm prepared to wait a century for you. I feel like I already have. What's one more?" He at least got her to crack a small smile. "But seriously, I will try my best not to push you. And if I ever do, please tell me, don't just run away. I've already proven that I do and say things that I don't mean and without thinking."

"Ok. And have you considered my suggestion?"

"You said it wasn't a condition correct? Just a suggestion?"

She looked out her window- away from Toby- at the rain just misting down. "No, it's not a condition. But I hardly see how any relationship between you and I could work if you didn't at least make an effort."

"Thank you, and I agree. I don't think I have time for rehab, but I will try to keep my drinking down. I know you aren't looking for perfect and neither am I in you. Drinking is more than a habit for me now. It's a solution. Any problem I've had for the past 10 years has been solved for a short period of time by drinking. I just can't wrap my brain around not at least having that. That short period of time where I can't even focus enough to think clearly about anything. But as I said earlier, I will try."

"And I'll help you, too, Toby. You aren't going to be facing this alone. Hell, the whole team would help you if they knew." She flipped on the car's blinking signal and turned into the parking lot of the school, which effectively ended their conversation. Most of the students had been sent home, but a few were stuck if the police deemed them 'witnesses'. And obviously, firetrucks and police cars filled the lot as well.

She parked beside Walter and they all walked together to the side entrance.

"Remember guys. Protocol, order, and reason. Not hunches and sarcasm." Walter said under his breath reminding the team.

"Will do." Sylvester said. "I'm gonna head in and check out the chemicals that the police are checking out."

"I'll talk to the police chief. Paige, you wanna come?" Walter said turning to her. Toby smirked slightly at Walter's plea. Ulterior motives, he thought.

"Sure,"

"I'll talk to the witnesses," Toby said and he headed towards the group of students without a response from anyone.

"Right," Happy sighed. "I'll check out the damage on the school and see if anything was tampered."

After everyone had left to complete their self-assigned assignments, Walter laughed and turned to Paige. "See, we can be organized."

She laughed, "Don't jinx it. Like you said, 'in and out'."

"Right, c'mon," and he led her to the group of police officers surrounding the chemistry teacher's wife.

Toby's least favorite activity was spending time around teenagers. While he was a world-class psychologist, teenagers motives were harder to understand. They're easily influenced and practically bi-polar. He started with the guys, the faster he got them out, the easier the girls would be to talk to- hopefully more of the girls wouldn't be constantly looking over at the jocks. Before he started though, a young girl walked up to him. Probably either a junior or a senior.

"Hi, are you working on this case?" She asked. She was pretty tall for her age, probably around 5'10" or 5'11".

"My team and I are assisting the police, yes. May I ask why you want to know?"

"I was just wondering if this was a closed investigation." This response shocked Toby. He was expecting her to say some snide comment about who unprofessional he looked and how he didn't look like an FBI agent or a police officer.

"I'm sorry, I can't answer that. Have to talk to the head honcho for that answer. Why would you like to know?"

"Um," she looked down at the ground. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I know what happened."

Toby relaxed. She's probably just gonna rat out some classmate of her's who supposedly had a quarrel with the teacher. "Well, you can just wait in the back of the line with the other witnesses and give your accusatory testimony against your lab partner." He answered. Teenager wasting my time again, he thought.

"No, I'm not saying I know who did it. I'm saying I know how the explosion happened. He was mixing sodium metal and chlorine gas. Normally, that wouldn't do anything, but someone must have mixed in water. The products of this reaction are heat and light."

"What makes you say that?"

"You can smell it." she said as if it were obvious.

A million thoughts were running through Toby's mind, but he decided his questions could be answered later. The most important things were to follow protocol and immediately bring this student to Walter, solve the case, and get out. Toby instantly lightened his tone, "I'm sorry, please come with me and you can talk to someone about this theory."

The girl came out from behind the yellow police tape and followed Toby.

Walter had just finished up examining the evidence that Happy had brought him when Toby came by with a girl follow suit behind him. Toby looked as if he had just found a new case inside this larger one.

"Toby, who is your new friend?" Paige asked. She had requested that the team try and act as normal as possible around the students. She figured it would just make the whole situation easier if they weren't flaunting their knowledge in front of everyone.

Toby frowned for a moment and turned to the girl.

Meanwhile, Walter observed the girl's height. But he also noticed a few other things: the girl's hair was pulled back into a ponytail and by the looks of it, her hair is most likely always pulled back. Like Happy, Walter thought. Happy once told him that it was easiest to keep her long hair out of her face while she was working. The girl wasn't wearing any makeup either. Her clothes were relatively simple, just a pair of jeans and a blouse. The girl was somewhat pretty. The only reason Walter observed that fact was because she was the only female student he saw all day so far that wasn't wearing extravagant makeup and clothes that probably cost a fortune. This girl's beauty was her roots. She clearly didn't spend hours in the morning obviously because she either didn't care or didn't think she needed it. Walter suspected it was more likely the former.

"I'm sorry, I never caught your name." Toby said pulling Walter out of his train of thought.

"Dakota, Dakota Finn. But for time's sake you can just call me Kota."

Sylvester had by then joined Walter, Paige, Toby, and Kota and smirked. "Doesn't save much time. One syllable really." Paige felt bad for Sylvester, he was trying the most out of all of them to be normal. He wasn't trying to make fun of the girl or anything, he just doesn't naturally think like a normal person.

Nevertheless, Kota shrugged, "I agree, but my peers have taken a liking to calling me that. I've brushed it off as they believe it is more efficient."

Paige frowned, "More efficient? Why don't you just call it a nickname?"

"Yeah, right. Sorry, yeah just a nickname." This shocked Toby and Walter. The girl was acting strange and that was apparent to the whole team, including Happy who had also joined. It was clear to Toby that the girl was somewhat lying. Not about what she was saying but how she was acting. This clearly isn't her normal attitude.

"I'll be the first to be blunt. What's your IQ?" Toby asked out of nowhere. Paige elbowed him. She thought he was calling Kota an idiot. But he was more wondering if she was like them. She clearly had a low EQ and a high IQ.

"Um," she sighed, "128."

Toby instantly saw through her, "You're lying."

"Toby, drop it," Happy said trying to save the poor girl from being interrogated by the psychologist.

"What makes you say that?" Kota said acting as if she hadn't heard Happy. Probably wasn't focused, Walter thought.

"Most people sigh or gasp when they are lying, nervous, embarrassed, or exasperated. Earlier, when you were nervous, you looked at the ground. So clearly you aren't nervous. 128 is probably higher than most of your peers. So you aren't embarrassed. And we haven't asked that many difficult questions so I doubt it is out of exasperation. So you are most likely lying. Now, coming back to my question, what is your IQ?"

"What's your's?" She asked instantly. She didn't seem surprised at all that Toby had figured it out.

"155," Toby answered honestly.

"172," she finally answered sincerely.

"Nice," Toby said laughing. He lifted his hand and gave her a high five.

"Toby, professional. Remember." Walter said.

"So you're a genius?" Paige asked incredulously.

"Um, yeah, if that's the word you wanna use, sure."

"Well, that's interesting. Walter? Would you like to do the honors?" Sylvester said, again trying- and failing- to be normal.

Walter smiled at Sylvester, "My name is Walter O'Brien. I have the 4th highest recorded IQ. And this is my team. Happy," he gestured to her, "she's a mechanical prodigy. Sylvester," he pointed towards him, "he's a human calculator. Toby's, as you can guess, is a shrink." Everyone smirked except for Kota.

"And her?" She asked clearly implying Paige.

"She's normal. She helps us interpret the world. While we help her with her son, Ralph. He is probably in school right now. He's a genius."

"So you guys are like a crime-solving team?"

"Well, when you say it like that we sound like super heroes." Happy laughed.

Kota laughed, "No, you're the brains behind the superheroes."

"Exactly," Happy said.

A/N Hey sorry it ends so suddenly. Haha, it kinda just ended there in my brain. Next chapter, I'll go more in depth about Kota's home life and Walter will probably talk to her about being a member of the team. Paige and Walter MIGHT, just might have a moment. I'll have to see. It will definitely become clear that I love Toby and Happy more than Paige and Walter. I love Paige and Walter, I just am obsessed with Quintus! Haha, please review and tell me what you guys think! Thanks!