Paige rationalized, talking to herself. "I did tell him to buckle-up...so...technically--"

Walter entered the room, and Paige gave him a big hug from behind, freeing her hands around his neck.

"How are you my...'zither?' Everything okay?" Walter had mercifully come to the end of the alphabet with regards to Paige's pet names. However, she was not in the mood to hear the explanation behind his latest. "...Because of the--"

"Walter, I DON'T CARE!" Paige covered her mouth with her hand and began to pace back and forth. Something was troubling her. It was obvious.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me...I have been practicing all of the mainstays of EQ flawlessly since our return from the island and for many weeks our vigorous...intimacy has awakened so many...sensibilities in me...along with sensitivity, I now possess mastery of all kinds of relational prowess. I am sure you are quite aware." If Walter fully understood the magnitude of his 'prowess,' he would have known Paige would have done anything to get him to stop talking. He did not. "I'm sure whatever it is, The Team can do something to expedite its resolution--to solve it--and we can go right back to smiling like we always do. I miss you, babe..."

Paige spoke her mind without a filter. "Okay, Walter...you remember that night...when we came back...I was pent-up horny as hell and you were too...so, I admit, I wanted you so freakin' bad..."

"I wanted you too...I thought I made it abundantly clear..."

Paige got pleasantly lost in the memory. "Ooh..you definitely did...Momma liked." She tried to focus on her point. "The point is..."

Walter waited for Paige to finish. "The point is?--"

Paige tried to be subtle and allow him to come to a conclusion. "We were on that island a lonnng time, and that one time you and I actually got a bit of privacy...I mean..."

"What are you saying?" Walter did calculations in his head and looked puzzled.

"It must have been enough to...you know...and then all this...intimacy here at home...I haven't had a--" Paige bit her finger nervously and looked down at the ground before looking back into Walter's eyes.

"So what you are distressed about is the amount of time that has elapsed...and you...and I...and...so that means...?--"

Before anyone could say another word, Happy and Toby came bounding from the other room. Tweety and Sly looked up from their 10,000 piece 3D puzzle and heard Quintis shouting in unison. "We're having a baby! We're having a baby!" Toby and Happy were overjoyed and they implored that the rest of them celebrate along. Sylvester and Ralph joined in with the chant.

"We're having a baby!...We're having a--" Ralph looked into his mother's eyes. "What's wrong, Mom? Didn't you hear? Toby and Happy are having a baby!"

Time stood still for a brief moment. Walter looked at Paige, and the seriousness of the unspoken situation drained the blood from both of their faces.

They had to think fast even though their hearts both were racing. Walter patted Ralph on the back. "That is GREAT news..." Walter spoke to Ralph, but Paige heard him speaking to her. "Did you know baby scorpions are called 'scorplings?' "

Ralph was perplexed. "Yes...of course I knew that."

Walter could only exhale. Bending in half, almost hyperventilating, Walter was thankful for Paige's hand to hold and her other hand's patient coaxing at the small of his back.

"We're having a baby..." The sing-songy refrain echoed with dual-meaning. Two knew for sure. One had his suspicions. The rest would soon find out and wonder why they were the last to know.

"You weren't kidding when you told me to buckle-up."

"No I was not." Paige smiled and gave him a big kiss.