A.N. Hello! My name is Sophie and I am a teenager from the UK. This is my first FanFiction so please be patient with me. Any constructive criticism would greatly be appreciated, if there are any mistakes, let me know and I will try and change them. Please note that I am doing my GCSE's this year (last year of secondary already seems like only yesterday I was a little year 7!) so updates might not be up straight away however I am planning to get up at least 2 a month. Anyway enough from me, enjoy the story R&R!

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Sophie

P.S. If you get the significance of the cover photo after reading this chapter (yes that's a clue), tell me and I will message you personally because I will be impressed. (Only if you get it without looking it up.

Chapter One: Mini me:O'Brien 0.5

Walter walked into Scorpion HQ to see that the rest of the team bar Cabe, were already there. Happy was working on some project or other; Toby was annoying Sylvester by messing up his desk and Paige was talking to Ralph who, although he wasn't Toby, Walter could clearly see was getting frustrated. Joining the conversation out of curiosity, Walter went over to the pair.

"What's up?" Walter asked

"Today it is Show and Tell and Ralph is refusing to bring something." Paige explained

"Show and Tell wastes 20 minutes of my time when I could be doing something more efficient. Instead I have to listen to some kid go on and on about some rubbish rock they found while walking their dog. Plus I don't have anything remotely good to show." Ralph argued. Walter could understand Ralph's reasoning for not wanting to do Show and Tell and agreed with them but knew that if Ralph didn't show anything Paige would not stop going on about it.

"Well Ralph I've got something for you." Walter replied moving away from them and disappearing into the back of the garage. When he returned he was holding a white piece of metal which Ralph could immediately tell was aluminium.

"This is a piece of the plane that we helped a few months ago, when Scorpion first met your mother. You could tell your class mates about that."

Ralph nodded and Paige thanked him quietly.

"Where's Cabe?" He asked

"I don't know" Sly replied snatching a pencil back from Toby.

"Ralph! It's time for school!" Paige called.

Walter was just about to open his mouth to say something when his phone rang. "Hello. Is that Mr Walter O'Brien speaking personally?" A voice that Walter didn't know, said.

"Yes"

"Is there somewhere you can talk privately?" It questioned as if it knew that he in company.

"One minute" and he put the mystery speaker on hold.

"I am going to take this call upstairs. Toby don't you dare touch that intercom or I'll burn all your hats, Happy, I will smash that project that you've been working on for months into smithereens and Sylvester, I will rub out your questions that you've been working on and mess up your stuff. Don't try and hide doing it either because Sly's guilty looks will give it away. Even if only one of you presses it there will be consequences for all of you. So unless you want to make Happy angry, leave the intercom alone." Walter threatened and walked up the stairs and into his apartment.

"Hello? Ok we're alone. Who is this and why are you calling?" he asked

"Mr O'Brien, this is Adrian Peterson form The St Paul's orphanage for Girls. We have your daughter here."

"Sorry you must have the wrong person. I don't have a daughter." He told them and was about to hang up when Adrian said something.

"Do you remember a Miss Taylor Feingold?" Walter had a photographic memory. He remembered her and said so. Taylor was a woman that Walter met while staying in England ten years ago. One thing led to another and one day Walter found himself awakening next to her. The 'relationship' didn't last long though and a few weeks later he went back to the states.

"Well shortly after you moved, she realised she was pregnant and nine months later she gave birth to a girl named Lillian Clarissa Aaliyah O'Brien. She gave the girl your last name but didn't want to get in touch with you that way she didn't feel guilty if she didn't tell her daughter of your existence. Last month Miss Feingold died as result of a car accident and your daughter came to us as Miss Feingold had wished that her daughter come to this orphanage. When we read her will, it said to track you down and, if still alive, to give you custody of her, it took us a month but we did it. Please come and collect her she has been causing havoc."

The men hang up before Walter could reply. So Walter went down the stairs and climbed into his car ignoring any questions about where he was going. It was a five minute drive to the orphanage. Walter walked right in, and gave his name at the desk. The secretary told him to go through the door on his right then go straight ahead and go through the door to the left of him. When he got there he saw middle aged women with red checks and a fiery anger slap a girl, with black shoulder length curly hair, on the back of her legs.

"I thought I told you not to go on the computer." She hissed pulling the girl over her knee.

"No. You said not to play on the computer. I was hacking the computer. It was an easy job too. Your security sucks." The woman was just about to spank the girl's bottom when Walter shouted out. "Hey leave the kid alone."

"The women look up and the girl took the hesitation as a chance to get away and quickly scampered off her and ran towards Walter.

"Who are you?"

"Walter O'Brien."

"Oh good, she's Lillian." The women replied the women, pointing to the girl who was now looking at Walter.

"Mr. O'Brien, I was punishing her for disobeying orders, being cheeky and using bad language. This is how the orphanage punishes the orphans and let me tell you, your daughter had been over my knee lots of times this week."

"Was she right when she said that you had said not to play on the computer and not to not go on it?"

"Well technically yes but-"

"Then she wasn't disobeying you. Hacking is not playing. As for being rude, she was stating a fact and for bad language 'suck' isn't bad language."

"Whatever, to take your daughter you need to sign these papers. I'm Mrs Clarke head of the 7-10 year olds" Walter signed them and walked out with Lillian at his side. He opened the door of his car before waiting for his daughter to get in, moving to the driver's side and getting in himself.

"Where are we going?"

"I have work so you will have to go with me" was his reply. So Walter dove back to the garage with Lillian and by the time he got there both Paige and Cabe had returned.

"There you are Walter. Hey guess what? We don't have a case today isn't that -" Toby started before resting eyes on the girl behind him.

"Who's the kid?" Cabe asked

"Come on Cabe. I know you're not a genius but surely that's obvious. I mean she looks exactly like me. This is my daughter Lillian Clarissa Aaliyah O'Brien."

"I didn't know you had a daughter" the rest of Scorpion answered in unison

"Nor did I, not until today. She won't be any trouble, Lillian you can sit over there."

Lillian followed Walter's point and sat down. She was board so got out her laptop. She started hacking a person's game a changing it up, adding secret levels. She didn't know what to make of her father and hoped that he would accept her as no-one had really understood her before. He seemed smart, knowing that hacking was not the same thing as playing it but had no idea that he was a genius like she was. After all, she had been used to being around people who could never understand what she talked about so being misunderstood was normal for her especially as she had the highest IQ ever recorded by the last count anyway.

"I am glad we don't have a case but what are we going to do when we do?" Paige asked, knowing that Lillian, as Lillian was here, she wasn't enrolled in elementary school yet.

"I'll hire a nanny until I enroll her in school."

"How old is she?"

"Nine so she will be in Ralph's class."

"Oh. You're thinking of taking her to his school? Good thinking. However what if they don't get along?"

"I don't think that will be a problem." Toby answered. "Come look at this Walt."

"Walter, followed by the rest of Scorpion, headed towards Lillian where the Doc was standing. They looked at what he was pointing to - Lillian was coding and hacking. She was good at it, very good, as good as Walter, if not better. Lillian was aware that she was being watched and stopped.

"Did you know about this?"

So Walter told them the about Lillian getting in trouble for hacking a computer. He hadn't thought anything of it at the time. He didn't know what normals were capable of but looking at what she could do, it was clear she was one of them and that excited Walter. He was at first worried at the thought of his daughter being 'stupid' and not being able to connect with her.

"I didn't think that she would be this good though."

Lillian got up and turned around at the adults faces, worried. Paige smiled reassuringly and Walter spoke. "It's OK. This is Scorpion. We are all geniuses apart from the brownie - blonde whose name is Paige and the old guy whose name is Cabe."

Lillian smiled.

"What are your talents?"

"I am good at chess, been playing since I was 1 1/2, as you have probably guessed, hacking and coding, I can speak 65 languages fluently and proficient in 15, I also have a photographic memory, can pick locks and solve equations quickly." She answered her British accent thick.

"And you're IQ?"

"260"

"Wow. We finally found someone smarter then you." Toby replied "and she's your daughter."

The geniuses looked at the kid. The kid looked at the geniuses.

"As we have no case today we had better get you enrolled in elementary school. Paige's son Ralph goes to the local one. He's a genius too."

"Do I have too? School is boring. I'm in my second year of University."

"What university?" Paige asked

"Stanford. Can I still go there? I only need to go every other week, now I live in America. I know it's a bit of a long way but I got a scholarship there."

"No you can still go. However you still have to go to elementary school too. I know it's boring but according to Paige it's good for you plus it's the law kid." Walter answered.

"Stop calling me kid. It's condescending. It's Lillian okay?" Lillian snapped back.

"Hey don't talk to your dad like that!" Cabe scolded

"Who asked you grandad?"

"Grandad?" Cabe repeated. He was about to joke with Lillian that he was not old when his phone went off. Cabe went off to answer it while Lillian walked over to the board where Sly had some equation written on it: something he'd been working on for a while. She picked up a piece of chalk and after only looking at it for a few seconds, wrote the answer. She was good at maths but not as good as Sly. She only knew the answer to this particular equation because she had seen it before.

"Hey Lillian's cracked that equation Sly's been working on." Happy announced. "Check it."

Sylvester moved to the board and scanned Lillian's neat writing.

"It's right." Just then, Cabe returned, he had gone out the garage for a bit too and was holding something. This really interested them.

"Hey! We have a case!"