A/N: I have no words other than "Thank you!" for all the support I have been receiving for this story! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint! Enjoy!

Paige walked into Walter's room where Ralph was sleeping. On the way in she walked passed Sylvester, who was heading back downstairs, but she couldn't force herself to look up. Instead she just kept her head down as her tears continued to flow. She walked in to see a peacefully sleeping Ralph.

She sat on the side of the bed and began rubbing soothing circles on her son's back as he slept. She smiled minutely at the memory of when Walter first came to their house. She recalled what he had said about pausing and rewinding his dreams and couldn't help but wonder if that's what Ralph was doing right now.

The smile left her face as quickly as it came. She replayed Drew's words in her head over and over again until she couldn't see through the tears that were filling her eyes.

Quick breaths began to escape her lips, as though her lungs had been deprived of oxygen for hours.

Paige didn't like to show weakness, it made her feel small. After Drew had left she had put on a tough face for her and Ralph. She needed to be strong because she was all that Ralph had. In turn, he was all that she had too.

Startling her, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

Please don't be Drew.

Her eyes quickly met Walter's as she let out several more quick breaths.

"Take a deep breath." Walter instructed.

Paige nodded, but continued to inhale rapidly.

"Paige." Walter sat down on the bed beside her and took her hands into his. "Focus on my breathing okay?"

Walter took slow, deep breathes and Paige followed in his breathing pattern. After a minute or so, Paige was able to breathe normally again.

"Thank you." She said in a soft voice, still trembling from the harsh words she received from Drew only moments ago.

"Happy to help," He said with eyes capturing an emotion that closely resembled sympathy, "What did he say to you?"

Paige's eyes darted away from his, "Nothing."

"It wasn't nothing," He said, squeezing her hand, "I saw the way his stance became aggressive and yours defensive. What did he say?"

"Walter. Please." Paige was pleading with him to leave the topic alone.

She couldn't imagine how she would feel if Walter began to see her as Drew did, so she decided against telling him what was said.

Walter was not one to give up a conversation half way through, especially if his objective hadn't been met. But this time he made an exception.

"He's not still down there is he?" She asked.

"No. I told him he should leave."

"And he just left without a fight?" Paige was surprised; Drew wasn't one to leave without getting what he wants.

"Not exactly." Walter said as he looked down at his hands.

Paige's eyes followed his. She saw that his knuckles were bruised and swollen.

"Oh my –"

"It's nothing." He said with a half smile.

"Walter! You hit him?"

"It's not like he didn't deserve it." He stated, and then looked up to see a speechless Paige. He couldn't tell whether or not she was mad, "Are you upset?"

"No." She said as a grin formed on her face, "Quite the opposite actually."

As she walked up the stairs, Drew turned to follow her, but his arm was soon grabbed by Walter's hand.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Well it's a good think you're not me then." Drew said as he yanked his arm out of Walter's grip.

"Yes it is, because you're an ass." He stated with a smile, satisfied with his impromptu comeback.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Drew's face scrunched up as his eyes sent darts into Walter.

"I'm a better person than you and that's an undeniable fact."

"Yeah, I don't think so."

"I do." Walter said with no trace of a tremble in his voice. "You're the kind of man who leaves his family alone to fend for themselves while you run off with random blondes."

Walter remembered the small amount of information Paige had absentmindedly given him the day they met at the diner. He knew he had hit a spot when he noticed Drew's shocked expression.

It was clear he didn't think Paige would have told him. Walter mentally congratulated himself then continued speaking.

"After having interacted with Ralph for less than a minute, I knew he was special, he is important and the fact you could just leave him proves my point. You didn't care about him or Paige when you left, and they deserve so much more than that. They deserve so much more than you."

As the words left Walter's mouth, he felt a strange feeling in his gut. He could tell that adrenaline was pumping wildly through his veins.

Simultaneously, Drew had hit his breaking point.

"How do you suppose that, because you're sleeping with my ex? Is that how she got this job in the first place? I mean I don't blame you, she can be enticing." Drew said the last word with emphasis as he lifted the corner of his mouth. He was mocking her and trying to rile up Walter.

It was working.

Walter could feel his hands beginning to shake. The way Drew spoke about Paige invoked a foreign feeling within him. He felt an urge to form his hand into a fist and thrust it towards Drew.

Before either of them could process what was happening, Walter's fist was moving with an increasing velocity towards Drew. The entirety of his face felt the blow as he stumbled back a bit.

Walter felt the sudden stinging in his hand as he heard Toby and Happy cheering him on in the background. He had almost forgotten that they were behind him. He looked up towards the stairwell and saw Sylvester looking at him with wide eyes. The whole team was equally shocked and impressed.

Walter let out a miniscule laugh as he realized that jolting his fist towards Drew caused the knot in his stomach to disappear… Walter felt good.

"Hey there," Toby directed his words towards Drew as he saw him preparing to hit Walter in return. "That's not a good idea."

Drew smirked at Toby's comment, but revaluated hitting Walter when he saw the proud smile on his face. Drew got the feeling that Walter would be more than happy to hit him again.

"It's time you leave." Walter stated with conviction. Moments later, Drew stormed out.

"I can't believe you hit him."

"I can." Walter looked up at Paige with a straight face, "It felt nice."

"This felt nice?" She asked with a smile while pointing to his bruised knuckles.

"Yes. I can't explain it but once I hit him, I felt much better. The uncomfortable feeling inside me completely vanished."

Paige just giggled as she thought about what Walter had said. He unknowingly expressed more EQ than she had ever seen.

"Mom?" Ralph's eyes opened slowly as he was awaken by the pair's talking.

"Ralph, I'm sorry we woke you." She gave her son an apologetic look before turning to face Walter.

"I'm going to put some ice on my hand." Walter whispered to Paige. Then, he looked at Ralph, "Go back to sleep bud."

As Walter left his room, Paige turned her attention back to her son.

"Mom, is he leaving us again?"

Paige loved her son more than anything, but she wished in moments like these that he wasn't so intuitive.

"I-" She stopped speaking. She wasn't going to lie to him.

"I don't want him to leave." He said before Paige could continue.

"We'll talk about this later. Your genius brain needs sleep." She said as she kissed his forehead.

Ralph closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep.

Paige continued looking at her son for a while longer. She thought about what he had said.

Am I being selfish for wanting to stay with Scorpion when Ralph clearly wanted to have his father in his life?

Paige had no idea what she was going to do.

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