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Disclaimer: I don't own Scorpion or the characters. If I did, there would be either a good, proper ending or a new season.
Once they all got to the garage where they so many times solved cases and relationships were formed – and broken – Walter had showered, eaten and changed his old, destroyed clothes with some other clothes that were actually more like him. After shaving his three-days-old beard off, changing clothes and take a bath, he seemed more Walter than before.
Hanging around the board, assembling all the pieces that were once scattered around that big brain of his around that board to explain to his old teammates what he actually was doing. It became a little game of his, picturing what he was doing next.
The team entered the garage, instantly making them all remember the good – and the bad, of course – moments they spent there. Sylvester shivered when he remembered the fight he had with his brother all those weeks ago, the one that once he cooled down, regretted. But there was nothing he could. Toby and Happy looked at each other, noticing the man around the board. From the back, it seemed like their old boss, but they couldn't make it up. Paige entered behind them, closing the door to make sure Florence, once a valuable team member and now their enemies, wouldn't get in.
How did Walter notice and she didn't, she had no idea. But she was proud of him for actually noticing the change that occurred in Florence when she was around him. Of course, she was also jealous, but the proudness she felt was bigger than the jealousy.
Paige touched his back, making him turn around. She smiled, and he did the same thing. They felt peace in that split-second until they all gasped behind them.
They were shocked., evidently. I mean, a dead man was in front of them!
After the show wave passed, it was time for the questions. But Walter quickly pushed them aside with the promise that they would understand in one second.
He explained the theory he had, exactly like he had done with Paige and Cabe. After that, and after seeing all of their faces, he was expecting the questions, that were quickly fired on his direction.
"Why do you think it's Florence?" A still heart-broken Sly asked.
"I found it odd for her to appear out of nowhere after Collins run. I figured she was someone to help him discover something to bring the team down. It worked." He explained, the last part coming as a whisper they all heard, making them bow their head down in shame. Except for Happy who quickly shoved another question down his throat.
"Okay, Walt. Let's say I believe you. Do you have evidence to back up your theory?"
That made Walter smile. Not only because she called him by his nickname but also because she quickly tried to get the facts before she formed her own theory.
Without saying anything he pulls a file from a drawer, handing it over to Happy. She promptly puts herself on top of the table with her legs crossed and the file open on top of them. She quickly reads it, looks at Walter, and asks.
"You've been surveilling all of us?!" After that accusation, they all look at the file, with his handwriting all over it and photos of them.
"Yes. I have. I needed to know if any of you had contact with Florence. No one did." He says, bowing his head. "Sorry."
Happy looked at him, wondering what to say next. They all were.
"Look, I know things haven't exactly been good between everyone here, but if the kid thinks this is true, we at least should investigate. How many times did he trust you when no one else did? Just give him the benefit of the doubt." The dad of the group, Cabe, said, almost as pleading. He hated seeing his family broken the way it was.
"We should go bury Walter," Toby says, a few seconds after Cabe talked. They all looked at him like he was going crazy. All except for Walter.
"He's right," Walter said, nodding at Toby, who just smiled.
"You agree with him?" Paige asked. "You are both crazy."
"Walter is supposed to be dead. The funeral is today. We need to go pay our respects." Toby explained, saying the last part slowly, with his brow raised as to prove his point better.
Walter smiled. "I'm going to my own funeral."
The boys dressed in a suit, Paige wore a dress and Happy, being Happy, wore the same thing she always did. Didn't even bother. They all filled Ralph in on what was going on, leaving Flo out of that conversation – obviously. So, there it was, the entire Scorpion team, on their boss's funeral-not-really funeral.
Walter was watching from a distance with a cap and glasses as a cover. He saw an empty casket going down the earth, there in LA. His parents didn't even bother to show up or ask for the body to be shipped to Ireland. Go figures!
He saw his family cry, fake tears of course, but tears nonetheless. He was thankful that they knew the truth, their faces would show real emotions and real tears, and he would have to go there, in the middle of his own funeral to tell them everything was okay. When the funeral was finally over, they all gathered around the garage, without Florence, at first, but once Walter was upstairs, Florence was allowed in.
With Paige the new head of Scorpion – extinguishing Centipede from existence – Flo was allowed on the team since she was a valuable and needed friend and teammate.
They didn't like to lie, but this was, as Walter would say, for the greater good. It was a way they found to actually not make Florence discover anything about their plan and a way to understand her a little better. Sylvester, the worst liar out of all of them, didn't know how to act around her, so that was going to be tricky. But they are team Scorpion. If they can save the world, they can save each other!
End of Chapter 4
Sorry for the amount of time it took me to post this. I've had this written for a long time, maybe even when I posted the third chapter. I wanted to write a case, an actual case that made the team go to the field. But I suck at writing that. So, if anyone would be able to help me with that, that would be amazing. Please. It's for the greater good :)