I want to have Drew come in and cause some conflict with Ralph but I can't bring myself to write such heartbreaking material at the moment. Sorry for the late update. I've really struggled with this chapter. Hopefully updates will be more frequent, and I should have another story coming soon.

Drew sat in his hotel room, staring at his phone. "She'll never see this coming," said the voice on the phone. The man had a thick accent, but Drew couldn't place it.

"But she has agents picking him up from school, he's never left alone!" Drew slammed his fist on the bed. He needed this plan to work, he needed to get his family back.

"Don't worry about that, I have a plan. I know where they are staying. I've been watching."

"What's in it for you? Why are you helping me?" Drew stared at his phone and frowned. He wanted his family back, not killed. Paige deserved to be hurt but he was going to be the one to do it, not someone else.

"I want Walter." the voice said, slowly. "I want Walter to pay for what he's done to me."

-Scorpion-

"Cabe? When I can go home? Or back to the garage?" Ralph questioned. The agent looked at him and put his head down. "I know something is wrongs. You only come to pick me up at school when mom is worried or something could be wrong. And, you've been picking me up for a week now, so something must really be wrong."

"Ralph, do you remember anything about your father? Anything at all?" The agent looked into his innocent eyes. Ralph looked down at the floor and wrung his hands. "It's okay, son. You can tell me anything. I know your mind must work like Walter's. Do you remember everything that went on?" Cabe put his arm around the young boy's shoulders, knowing full well what the answer must be.

"Yes." He said in a small voice. His eyes looked up at the older man, and then widened. "Do you think he'll find us here?" Ralph's eyes darted to the door and then to the windows. The curtains were drawn and the safe house was definitely secure, but Cabe understood the boy's fear.

"You are safe here, kid. I promise you that." Cabe also looked out the window, wondering when something was finally going to happen.

-Scorpion-

Paige woke up to arms wrapped tightly around her midsection. She wriggled a little in an attempt to loosen Walter's grip, but it was futile. She snuggled back down into the blanket and stared at the man next to her. This is how it was supposed to feel. She was not afraid, not worried about what her actions would cause him to do. She let out another deep breath as her phone vibrated. Paige reached for the mobile device on the bedside table and checked her messages. In one instant, all the color had drained out of her face and she started shaking uncontrollably. Walter awoke to her ministrations and instantly sat up. "Paige, what is it?"

"This..." She trailed off. Her hand trembled as she turned the phone to show him. It was one message, concise and to the point. "We know where he is." Walter sprang out of the bed and sprinted down the stairs, checking his phone in the mean time.

"Toby! Happy! Where are you guys?" He shouted throughout the garage. When there was no answer he shouted louder. "Hello?" Two figures emerged from the kitchen, each with a coffee and a pastry in hand. "What have you guys been doing? I asked you to keep tabs on that maniac that is after Ralph!" He proclaimed

"First of all Walt, It's six thirty in the morning, maybe keep your voice down?" Toby suggested. He was trying to read Walter's body language, sensing something wrong. Walter's eyes went wide and opened his mouth to yell something at the two geniuses when Happy held her hand up.

"Please excuse this asshat of a shrink, Walt. We kept tabs on Drew until about three this morning. We took a power nap, are going to eat breakfast," She said, motioning to the coffee in hand, "And we'll get right back to it. Did something happen? What is going on?"

"He knows where Ralph is," Paige said bitterly, coming down the stairs slowly. " I don't know how, but he knows where he is. That means, he probably knows where he goes to school. Drew is probably having him followed." She looked down at the ground.

"I know he is your son, and I know you are worried," Toby told her, "But Cabe knows how to roll. I wouldn't doubt if he has agents guarding the road that leads to agents guarding the driveway to the house." Paige looked up at the behaviorist. "We all love Ralph like he was our own child, Cabe like his own grandchild. He is totally safe." A strange ring cut through the garage. Everyone scrambled for the phone but the answering machine picked up before it was answered.

"Walter, Walter O'Brien?" A thick accent came across the line. "If this is the residence of Walter O'Brien than he will know to call me back. We have some unfinished business, I'm afraid, Mo sheanchara" The garage was eerily silent after the message had concluded. All three of them had turned in unison to look at Walter, where he was staring at the machine and clenching his fist so tight, his knuckles were white.

"And what was that all about?" Toby quipped. He knew it couldn't be good, judging by the man's tone in his voice. "And what did he call you? Mo sheanchara? What the hell does that mean?"

"Old friend. It means old friend. There is only one person who has ever called me that." Walter turned to Paige. "Why don't you go upstairs, get a shower and get dressed?" Paige opened her mouth to say that she wouldn't be abated so easily, but Walter cut her off. "I'll be up in a little to explain things. Don't worry, he really is an old friend." She narrowed her eyes at him but shook her head in agreement. His eyes followed her up the stairs and to the bedroom until he heard the water turn on. He glanced back to his team. "He is not an old friend," Walter said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious. Now would you like to tell us what the hell is going on?" Happy snarled. She knew something was wrong. First Drew and now this voice on the phone was threatening her new family. Happy was not going to lay down and let something happen.

"Ping the phone, tracethe call. Do anything to try to get a location. I'll call Cabe. If this man has had any contact with Drew, Ralph could be in serious danger." Walter picked up his phone and called Cabe. There was no answer, and Walter's heart dropped. "Keep trying Cabe. I'll go upstairs before she thinks anything suspicious. Hack into the security cameras at the safe house. Call local law enforcement to send a black and white. Just get someone over there. Try to get eyes over there." Walter whispered urgently. He climbed back up the steps as the two geniuses scrambled with the tasks they were given.

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