Okay, so, I made a mistake with Sylvester. I was calling him Sid instead of Sly. I corrected it now, sorry anyway! Enjoy!
ST

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. I blearily remembered setting it for 6:00 so I'd have enough time to do everything and get to the Scorpion team on time.

Something jolted next to me and I jumped away. Unfortunately, I was near the edge of the bed. So I crashed to the ground below and groaned. A red head appeared on the edge of the bed, and Trish stared down at me sleepily. "Good morning. Do you normally start out on the ground? Also, it's like, 0 hundred here. Why do you have to be up so freaken early?"

I rolled my eyes, propping myself up on my elbows so I was eyelevel with her. "It's 6:00. When I was still in school I would get up at 5:00 to go run, and it became a habit. So consider yourself lucky I didn't set it for earlier."

She made a face and dramatically pinched her nose, "Dude. Brush your teeth please. I'll go see about making waffles since you have to get up so freaking early to explore."

I blew on her face just to spite her, and leapt to my feet. Athos raised his head at me, and wagged his tail in greeting. I rubbed his head as I passed and walked into the bathroom.

When I finished getting dressed, washing my face, and brushing me teeth, I walked downstairs. I still smelled strongly like raspberry chocolate.

Although, I wasn't complaining.

Trish made sure I ate before I raced out of the house after arming myself with anything I thought I might need and the fudge from last night (Which tasted awesome), and went to Westport with Athos in tow.

I got to the hotel just as the Scorpion team stepped out. Toby saw me first and beckoned me over with a wave and a grin.

When I got closer, he gave me a curious look and said, "Dude, you smell like chocolate."

I grinned bashfully. "Fudge fiasco explosion last night. Got all over me. I brought some of the fudge that stayed in the pan though."

He shrugged and took the Ziploc bag from me to dig around for the pieces. He passed it around to the others and bit into a piece.

A pleasant smile spread across his face and he grinned at me, "These are good! Is that mint and raspberry I detect?"

I nodded with a grin. "Yeah. My friend is a great cook, so she tried to teach me last night. It didn't go so great, but we did manage to save most of the fudge."

Paige smiled at me widely and put her hand on my shoulder, "You're a great cook."

I looked down, feeling heat creep up my neck. "Uh. Thanks."

She nodded to me and I saw Cabe bite into a piece of fudge, then raise his eyebrow at me. He nodded to me once, and I felt that was the only conformation that he liked them I would get.

Sly grinned happily when he bit into a piece, and Happy gave me a nod of appreciation.

Walter was the only one who hadn't gotten a piece, and I handed him the bag. "Want to try them, Walter?"

His lips turned down as he took a piece. He inspected it and looked at me. I raised an eyebrow mockingly, with a challenge on my smirking lips.

With a sigh, he put the whole piece into his mouth. I grinned happily while Toby choked.

"Sheesh Walter! Why don't you just swallow it?" He cried out.

Paige giggled as Walter chewed it. He gave me a nod, "Thank you." He forced out before turning to face all of us. "Okay. We'll split into groups. Happy, you, Paige, and Toby take this part of town." He pulled a map from his messenger bag and handed it to them.

"Sylvester, you and Cabe take this part of town." He handed Cabe another map.

Then he nodded to me, "Kiley and I will take this part." He held up a map and I looked at it. It was on the western part of town, near the port. It was a big chunk of area to cover before dark. Sounds like fun.

Everyone nodded and Cabe looked at us seriously, "Make sure you stay together. If you find something strange, call the rest of us and we can check it out." He turned to Walter and I, "And you two. Please try not to piss anyone off."

I gave him a mock salute and he grimaced. "If you do anyway, both of you stick together and run fast."

I exchanged a look with Walter, and he had a small smirk on his face.

"Thank you, Cabe. I can be a responsible adult occasionally." Walter informed him seriously, with just a bit of slyness thrown in.

Toby sputtered again. "Did the Walter O'brian just make a joke?"

I smirked, biting back a laugh, and Cabe looked skyward muttering something under his breath. He shook his head, then walked off with Sly in tow.

With that, the rest of us parted as well.

Scorpions

I sighed, throwing myself into a plush chair near the window. Walter and I had made it halfway through our part of town before the sun started to set and Cabe called us to tell us to meet back at the hotel.

Walter and I were the first ones back. Walter was currently pacing back and forth across the room. He'd reach one wall, then turn and walk to the other. Athos was watching him, head turning to follow him, with mild interest. I watched him before sighing again.

We were currently in the lobby, which held a big fire which was already roaring with heat, lots of plush, comfortable chairs and couches, several tables, and a big black piano.

With a huff, I rose to my feet and walked over to the piano before I began pacing with Walter.

I sat down at the piano, wondering for a minute what I should play. Beethoven's 5th symphony seemed appropriate, so I began to play that.

I immersed myself into the music, thinking about what we had been doing the entire day. We had walked around town, trying our best to look inconspicuous, and got as close as we could to anything that looked the least bit suspicious. Because of Cabe's request, we agreed not to talk to anyone unless we absolutely needed to besides each other. I had fiddled with the walkie talkie thingy to try and broaden its range, but to no avail. Walter had his own, so he told me I could do whatever I wanted with mine. I don't think he was aware of the explosive capabilities I could make it capable of. Spencer would probably have a heart attack if he knew the free range I had been given with an electronic device that could potentially blow up.

With a small, devious, smile, I pushed everything out of my mind and focused on my fingers gliding smoothly over the keys.

When I finished with the 5th symphony, I moved on to something more movie related. That is to say, He's A Pirate. I had always loved that piece of piano music, and had gleefully learned it within two days.

When that song drew to a close, I almost started Americana, but someone plopping down into the seat next to me shook my out of my head. I looked over to see Toby sitting next to me, "I had no clue you could play."

I smirked at him, "Considering I've known you for two days. I don't expect you to."

His mouth opened and closed, before he resolutely looked away. I snickered and started the Americana theme.

I loved this theme since the first time I heard it, and thrown myself headfirst into memorizing the whole thing in one sitting. Granted, it was three days before I could play it well; but hey, no-one's perfect.

While I played, I fought to ignore Toby stares, and suddenly Sly's too, who had appeared next to the piano. Eventually, Paige appeared in my line of vision. So I assumed that everyone was here now, and listening to me play.

My fingers almost faltered, but I resolutely kept playing until the song ended.

I jumped when Paige's fingers landed on my shoulder and squeezed, "That was beautiful." She said with a smile.

I ducked my head, a blush creeping up my neck, and muttered, "Er. Thanks."

"Who taught you how to play?" Came the gentle inquiry.

I rubbed the back of my neck subconsciously, "Um. My brother, Spencer. My specialty was always the violin, I was taught by my mother, but I was always enchanted by the piano too. Spencer broke his hand one year, and I begged him to teach me how because my mother loved the sound of a piano. He taught me how to do Mozart first, since I had always preferred running than walking."

I turned around to Happy frowning. "How does that tie into the piano?"

I grinned, "You know the saying 'You have to walk before you can run'? I've always enjoyed blowing that saying to bits. Spencer knew that, he's the same way, so he taught me difficult first. All the other stuff came easier after that. That's how he taught me to read too. He gave me Moby Dick, and helped me learn to read it. Part of the reason I'm smart today is because of my brother, wanting to be like him, and wanting to impress him." I looked down, "That being said. I am not my brother. He's shy, polite, respectful, and knows when to be quite. I'm loud, have a false bravado, slightly shy and anti-social, I can be polite and respectful but mostly choose not to, and I have no sense of self preservation. That is to say, sarcasm comes before admitting defeat."

Tony grinned at me and clapped my shoulder, "Sounds familiar! Don't worry about it, my fine friend. Either way, I'm calling you La Diamantina. The famous violinist and singer of Rome! Dia for short."

I laughed, "Alright. But only if I get to call you Doctor Phil."

He made a face, "Good heavens, no! Think of something with that massive brain of yours please!"

I snickered, "Alright. Fine. Buzz kill."

He shot me a cocky grin, "The finest."