Disclaimer: I don't own Scorpion or the song Black Horse and a Cherry tree.
AN: Another prompt from tumblr, Paige dancing and Walter kind of joining in. Katharine McPhee sang Black Horse twice during her American Idol time and she rocked it, which is why I chose that song
Walter smiled as he walked onto the roof, where Paige was standing at the grill as she flipped over hamburgers. He saw white wires hanging from her ears as she nodded her head to the beat of the music she was listening to. He stopped when he heard her singing, standing far enough away that he wouldn't disturb her.
"And my heart hit a problem, in the early hours, so I stopped it dead for a beat or two but I cut some cord, and I shouldn't have done it, and it won't forgive me after all these years. So I sent it to a place in the middle of nowhere with a big black horse and a cherry tree. Now it won't come back, 'cause it's oh so happy and now I've got a hole for the world to see."
She spun around as she danced in place and spotted Walter. She quickly pulled one of the earbuds out of her ear. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Not very long," he said, shaking his head. "I didn't realize you could sing. You're good. Ever consider a career in it?"
"A while ago," she told him.
"What happened? Why didn't you pursue it?"
"The stick turned pink," she said simply.
He nodded, walking over to her slowly. He took her hand in his and ran his thumb along the back of her hand before he spun her once then shrugged. "You looked like you were having fun so…"
"I was," she said. She lifted the earbud that was hanging loose and put it in Walter's ear. She smiled at him, her head once again moving to the beat of the music. "Just go with it," she told him as she turned back to the grill.
"Hey, Paige?"
"Yeah?"
"What's the symbolism of a black horse at the cherry tree?"