A/N: A bit different this time around. If it's confusing or something doesn't make sense please let me know! I'm trying a new style here with the backward and forwards thing, but we never know how successful something is until we try!

Enjoy!

Little Girl Lost

Chapter 8

"All is well" {When all is NOT well} Toby Curtis Season 2 episode 10 Arrivals and Departures

Toby Curtis had always considered himself a man of science.

Okay, maybe not always. Always was a strong word but the majority of the time…well, no he really couldn't say that either. On the times where it counted, he was a man of science.

That sounded better.

However, he was always a man of behavior. Wherever he went he would analyze. He was smart enough to know that if he let his subjects know he was analyzing them they would more than likely be upset. People tended to have a knack for not wanting to see the negative parts of themselves but to him, well that made it much more interesting.

That was however before he started analyzing Paige Dineen.

Oh sure, he's done it before. So many times, he's lost, count. Unlike the others, Paige (eventually) welcomed his analysis. Not only did she welcome it (most of the time) she took it to heart (most of the time).

Paige Dineen, for all intents and purposes, was the perfect patient…at least if there was such a thing. She was self-aware enough to know that she needed therapy for her mommy issues and came to him for such counseling. All under the radar since she was concerned with the perception of herself to the team (nay one person on the team who had an IQ of 197) and she dealt with them.

Hell, she even got better. She could discuss Veronica Dineen in the open now without succumbing to that infamous anger she had. She even came to him after Himbo Timbo and her broke up. She trusted him enough to admit of feelings for 197 but not act on them to better protect the team. Whenever Paige Dineen had an emotional problem that she couldn't (or wouldn't) work on with herself, she almost always came to him.

Toby considered it quite an honor to be trusted that much with the inner workings of private Paige's heart. For a woman whose former role in her job description was being responsible for other people's emotions. No, correction, socially inept genius people who were emotional dumpster fires and one specific genius who avoided emotions like the plague Toby came to the conclusion that she had a very good grasp of her own despite his previous conceptions of her when they met.

Even when she, this waitress Walter picked up from the street dared to correct him. A Harvard-trained medical professional….and was right of all things. Toby knew that this woman, for better or worse, was a part of this cyclone of misfits because, in her own way, she was a misfit too.

She wore her heart on her sleeve but as he came to know her, it was a heart that she wanted people to see. She was careful, smart…guarded with her real heart. A heart that Toby felt privileged to see from time to time.

Toby was smart too. Yes, he would admit that he had the lowest IQ on scorpion (if you didn't count Paige or Cabe.) He was aware of it. Painfully so, but he knew he had something that the others didn't. Not even Sylvester who had more EQ than he knew what to do with. Not even Walter who had seen more of Paige's heart (and body but he wouldn't dare go there and nor would he want to).

Nope. Toby had something special.

Toby had Paige's complete trust and his own blend of EQ and genius made a combination of the best jackass and best friend.

Toby was aware of people before they were aware of themselves. A skill he had learned out of necessity and now it was his sword and shield as he tackled the fall out of his cyclone.

He remembered that night perfectly and not just because his IQ was 178 (Happy would insist it was 170 but he knew better.)

No, he remembered because it might have been the worst night he's ever had, even counting being almost beaten to a pulp by Big Rhonda. He remembered the desperation and anger in Walt's voice as he and his wife abandoned him. Yes, abandoned but it wasn't his proudest moment. He would at least be honest about that.

He remembered how he wanted so desperately to forget his woes in a card deck but the ring on his finger was a weighted no that helped him, reminded him to keep his feet firmly planted on the ground and not go down his rabbit hole.

He remembered as Sly completely lost it. The kid was filled with a toxic cocktail of adrenaline, anxiety, and fear. It took all of them to calm him down enough to even listen to any of them. His wife…well his wife was the voice of reason. The calmness before the storm. A lighthouse that helped him guide his way home.

She was factual, calm, angry yes…but calm. Her nerves of steel and sharp wit helped Paige with the business plan and her steely resolve helped Toby from going into the deep end but underneath that façade…. she was hurting too.

If Paige was his Thelma to his Louise, then Walter was her nut to her bolt…. Okay, not the best analogy but he was a psychiatrist not an English teacher damn it! The point was she was sad about losing her best friend and she didn't know how to process it. Toby tried to help her through it but in her words "He brought it on himself. We tried to help him navigate the minefield and he just blew himself and scorpion up with him!"

Happy needed to work on her anger on her own, Toby knew this. Eventually, she would be ready…and she was. They had a really long heart to heart after a few nights of the new business and Happy, in all their time together. Toby had only seen Happy cry once and that was over her father going to jail.

That night was the second.

But Paige…. for once Paige was the mind that eluded him.

He thought for sure that once she had calmed down…once she could process through that hurt, she would schedule some couch time and she would feel better. By no means did he expect her to jump back into his arms. Walter was guilty of a sin that not many women could easily forgive…. lying about another woman.

Now in his defense, he would have treated it as a 'white lie' but they all knew Walter was emotionally more than capable of knowing the difference. All it took was his admission of his so-called beige lie for it to be confirmed.

Then Ralph started asking questions and Toby tried his best to be there for the young genius but after a heart-to-heart with Cabe, Toby left that job up to the father figure.

Toby figured, eh, maybe after a month someone would give out and call the other and this whole Centipede, Scorpion 2.0 nonsense would be put aside. The team would come together, talk, yell do whatever that needed to be done to let the healing begin but it never came.

Cabe continued to look after Ralph after Toby promised to look after everyone else because Paige was, well, out of commission.

It never came and Paige…got worse.

Even as the resident doctor he knew that some wounds…some scars he would say, couldn't be forcefully closed together. They had to want to heal and from his observations…no one wanted to heal.

He could admit he tried to facilitate a meeting of sorts, but Paige sidestepped him, Happy snarled at him, Sly almost cried, and Walter…. Walt didn't call him back. All 87 times.

Hell, he even tried talking to Florence and all she could offer was "I am unable to emotionally process my own feelings much less the man that I like over the woman he loves and the man that I like as well."

Yeah…. that didn't help.

If anything, he tried to schedule some couch time with the chemist, and she was agreeable…. Until she said his services were no longer required because she was getting emotional tutoring from Walter.

He had asked her to repeat herself and Toby nearly had a stroke when she mentioned Walter's name again. He stayed quiet so long she said he had hung up the phone and all he was met was a fugitive dial tone.

Even now he still couldn't believe it.

So, what could he do?

The unthinkable apparently…it was time for Dr. Tobias Curtis to, oh god he nearly had to throw up, be the adult in the situation.

He tried to work his magic on his wife…well other forms of magic…but she was too hurt. Whatever feelings she had towards O' Brien she had to confront those feelings and talk with him on her own…or a screaming match with 197. For Walter's sake, he had hoped that she wouldn't be near anything that could be thrown…. or easily converted into a weapon.

Sly was getting better. He worked with him on and off and Toby was happy that he was making progress. He could talk about Walter without hyperventilating or tearing up. He could talk about Florence without losing his cool. He could even talk about the future and the possibility of a reunion without anger or hurt.

Toby considered that monumental progress.

Now all that was left was his friend. His best friend. The best friend he was worried about the most.

Paige was good. Crafty. She put on a front so good that she even had Happy and Sly convinced she was on her game but Toby…Toby knew better. He analyzed people for a reason and saw Paige. He saw her.

He saw how her smile would freeze two seconds longer if she was discussing Walter or Florence. He saw how red her eyes would be from crying and the under-eye circles were so dark from lack of sleep no matter how good she was at her makeup. He noticed that she would put her hair up most days and that she stopped painting her nails…a hobby she enjoyed. (He should know…. they would go for manicures together despite the ribbing he got from his wife. They were relaxing.)

He noticed how the laugh she used was for work events even when she was laughing at what Happy or Sly or even a crappy joke he would make.

Worst of all he noticed how, even though their office had a fully stocked kitchen…. she never cooked. Paige loved cooking. She loved cooking, painting her nails, and music.

She really loved music.

In the garage, he would tease her because she would listen to music at her desk, hum at the stove, or talk or look up new music events. The garage was lively because Paige always, always had something playing. It was just expected. When music wasn't playing…Paige wasn't there.

In their new office…. there had never been a song played. So, to Toby, this woman who sat beside him wasn't Paige. Paige wasn't there.

She hadn't been for some time.

He saw the warning signs; he noticed the trends…. he was worried. Paige who was so used to handling other people's hard emotions wasn't handling hers.

She was out of balance in the worst way. He remembered how she had a pep in her step, especially after the island when he and Happy came back from their very lovely honeymoon, Walter and Paige were in sync.

It only took one mission with Mark Collins to reverse their rhythm. He knew Mark had gotten into Paige's head. Walter seemed to be handling it okay. He bounced back revelatory unscathed. Yes, he regressed a bit in his EQ, something Toby was working with him about, but he was trying. Walter was doing his best…. until the lecture anyways.

Paige however, Paige didn't do so well. What was worse was that she didn't even know it. The worst thing about his profession is knowing when someone needs help, but he can't force it. They had to want it but even before that, they had to know something was wrong.

Paige didn't.

Mark wormed his way and done his damage before she knew it, or at least when she did realize it, it was too late. The damage had been done. The words had been said and now…. depression had taken a hold on her mind and it wasn't letting go.

Toby had tried to help of course. Plant seeds and hoping they would grow but Paige wouldn't have it. He always knew she could have self-destructive tendencies. It only took $20 (that was not worth the antagonizing long 45 minutes of time he won't get back) to know that Paige Dineen was, in short, the worst emotional dumpster fire he's seen on the team.

In her own special Paige way, emotionally, she was worse than 197. At least with Walt, he would avoid emotions until he couldn't anymore, then he would learn and grow and confront them. Then the cycle would repeat itself until the end of time.

Paige on the other hand…...oh boy. To her credit, she would work through the problems that she was ready to confront. She wouldn't avoid emotions if she knew, on some level that she could handle them but if those emotions were too much for her…. then she would shut down and boy would she know how to get out of talking about it.

She admitted in one of their sessions that part of the reason she felt she had those tendencies was that she was ashamed of herself for having the knack of the con. She inherited the gifts of her mother by being a keen speaker, active listener, and the ability to contort herself in any and all social situations to get what she wants. She was, at least in Paige's mind, a con woman who rejected the con.

She had the skills, the brains, and the manipulative tactics to make anyone do what she wanted….and she hated herself for it. So, when Veronica showed up, that unlocked all the secret compartments of Paige's brain that she wanted to keep hidden. Just because Veronica had to go into the black that didn't mean it left Paige healed. If anything, it made it worse. Sure she was getting better about talking about her mother but it was another thing when Paige wanted to talk about Paige.

Then when she and Tim broke up, it just added one more item to the self-hatred Paige felt on a daily basis because Paige couldn't (or wouldn't) accept her own feelings about certain men with 197 IQ.

Then finally, the big one happened.

Toby thought that Walter, in his own strange, weird way was healing whatever Paige had been avoiding. For some odd reason that Toby couldn't place…Paige was healing. Paige was healing and Walter was the catalyst for that. Would he say that Walter was responsible for that healing? No way, not by a long shot. However, he would say that possibly Walter may have been the reason for Paige to finally confront her own demons in order to avoid losing a person she deeply cared about.

Paige loved Walter and, Paige, on some level, realized that if she wanted her love with Walter to win, she needed to beat down some of her own demons to do it and she was. She was winning.

Until she wasn't.

Toby should have been prepared for an eventual collapse. She was doing so well. She was realizing that her role was changing in Walter's life. That she was more than his emotional translator. That she was finally seeing Walter as a human being and that humans make mistakes.

She was learning…evolving. They both were. Until she found those stupid tickets.

It was a blood bath.

Suddenly all of her progress, all her self- destructive thoughts and emotions, her insecurities were laid bare where they all could see. The things that she was angry at herself for she projected onto Walter and all her anger, hurt, and self-hatred were all wrapped up in a justified reason to be angry at a, supposedly cheating boyfriend that proved to Paige's psyche that, truly no man can be trusted.

He'd been dying to get her on that couch, but she regressed. To the world she was still the same Paige. Still very sharp, witty, kind and a business mogul that wasn't to be trifled with. However inside, he knew that little girl who had been hurt way too many times was already crying over another person in her life who let her down. The one person she hoped would never hurt her and that was Walter.

Paige had been through an emotional storm and now with the introduction of this Goldman character he was even more concerned for the mental health of Paige Dineen and the arrival of the mysterious blonde woman.

She was crafty. Smart. She knew Paige and more importantly Paige knew her. There wasn't much to go on other than that, so Toby kept his mind sharp on doing what he did best.

Putting his nose in other people's business.

From the very first meeting he knew that Goldman was more then she seemed. His astute observations and pupil dilation was more than enough proof to realize a connection. Now the theory if Paige knew her proved correct. Paige's gasp and small smile of friendly familiarity and Paige's soft whisper of "That's not my name" was more than enough to even the smallest brain that Paige knew more then she let on too.

Add that on to the tense meeting of seeing Walter and Florence again, the air was already geared up for a showdown. Neither groups wanted to be the first to speak but he knew his wife and he knew that she wasn't pleased with any of the events. She did get more hostile after he pulled the alarm to buy Paige more time but he assumed (wrongly of course) the hostility was directed at him not at Walter. However, if Happy already knew that Paige was in trouble and chose to stay quiet while Walter brought Florence here, Happy's loyal streak would be pulled. Toby should have predicted this but in his defense his mind was on other details or specifically other people.

Goldman was tense, and she was glued to her phone. She was here physically but any good therapist would spot guilt markers. They were like a neon sign. Guilt markers about what he didn't know but the second she said "bomb" well that may have had something to do with it.

The teams sprang into action and Goldman acted fast. She frequently texted until sugarplum dropped the weight on them that Paige was, indeed, Jane Doe. No pressure or anything.

That was when any and all trust, what little he had anyways, went out the window when Goldman revealed the truth.

There was a bomb but not in the building. In Paige's car and since her phone was now compromised, something Toby defended his wife over, she couldn't contact Paige and warn her. How exactly Goldman knew anything about it, Toby questioned it but Walter, having the biggest hero and God complex in that van, asked for him although with a bit less tact like Walter usually does.

"How the hell do you know about the bomb and threat to Paige's life and not tell us!"

The response he got was less than expected but the whole group started to pepper the woman with questions and Goldman shot down all of them. He knew from her body language she wasn't going to crack. She was wound tighter than a steel drum and her eye held defiance that wouldn't be broken.

All hell broke loose when Goldman warned them about Ralph. Toby had never seen 197 lose it more than he did in those 20 seconds. Very un-Walter like and in different situations Toby would have been impressed with the range and emotional growth but knowing who exactly caused it dampened the spirits.

Goldman instructed his wife to turn left and that Ralph would be walking towards the beach as planned before radio silence and low and behold there he was, weighed down by two heavy beach bags and a stony expression. He about jumped out of his skin when the van skidded beside him but Ralph jumped Walter when Walter opened the door and Ralph saw the people in the van.

"Ralph. My name is Diana, don't worry you'll be okay" Goldman immediately said as Ralph took note of everyone in the van and he looked at Goldman suspiciously.

Smart boy.

"My mom told me to trust you, but she's still in the condo." Ralph said with a bit of shake in his voice.

"Yes, I'm aware but I sent instructions to your mother. She'll be okay but we have to meet her at the garage." Goldman said tensely as Sly gasped and yelled "Oh no! No!"

"What is it?" Goldman asked impatiently as Sly looked to her scared.

"When Happy said it was Paige, I hacked the security cameras including the garage and 5 minutes ago Paige went down there but when Paige approached her car it blew up! Paige was thrown back and the camas went dark." Sly panicked and yelled as Walter and Goldman both went to snatch the laptop, but Goldman was faster and gave Walter a glare as Walter stared her down.

"I need to see the footage and calculate which distance and time it went off to calculate Paige's survival!" Walter said as Ralph gulped and Sly hugged him as Ralph looked back and forth between Walter and Goldman.

"And I need to see the footage because I have more in this than you do O' Brien! I guarantee whatever plan you have mine is better!" She said evenly as her fingers flew over the keys as Toby looked on shocked. She had rewound the footage and Toby looked on, pained as the blast exploded and the blurry figure of Paige was indeed knocked back but from her distance she was still far enough to not be harmed.

"I see the footage and she was far enough away to avoid any debris. Most likely she'll have a concussion if she hit her head but I can treat her at the garage." Toby had said and Goldman narrowed her eyes.

"Not good!" Happy yelled as the van screeched to a halt and everyone looked on horrified as Paige's car was in flames and Ralph yelled out "Mom!"

"Stay in the car, Ralph!" Walter commanded as he opened the door and jumped out and Cabe followed suit.

"There's blood here! It's fresh, about 30 feet from her car!" Cabe yelled as Goldman scrambled out of the van and Toby's heart sank.

"Doc…" Happy started as she climbed to the backseat and Toby wrapped his arms around her and Ralph turned his panicked expression towards them as Happy kept a firm grip on Ralph's shirt, less he try and dart out and see something that would give him nightmares. Or more nightmares anyway.

"I saw that footage she's alive," Toby affirmed but doubted his words as Happy pursed her lips and looked out the window.

"Here! She jumped the fence, this was hers!" Walter yelled as Toby leaned over and saw the gate in question and the others came running back as Walter held a bloodied copy of 'Tech Speak'.

"How are you certain that's Paige's? That isn't one of her hobbies." Goldman huffed as she got in the driver's seat and stepped on the gas pedal sending the van lurching. Toby raised his eyebrow at her familiarity and Walter opened his mouth to rebuke before Cabe loudly closed the door and answered.

"That was my gift to her when I thought I was going to the slammer," Cabe yelled as Toby saw Diana grit her teeth.

"Regardless she would have headed to the tree line. She's smart, she would go where's there's coverage to go near the entrance. That was the emergency rendezvous point but I can't be certain about the men after her." Goldman instructed as she maneuvered the van and Walter snapped to attention.

"Men!? What exactly do you know about the whereabouts of Paige's condition or the intimate details of the ones after her! What do you have to do with this!" Walter asked as his eyebrows knotted together and the stress on his face was clear.

"Nothing! The knowledge that I possess is strictly for the Dineen family! I can do a rundown and debriefing now or after we have her secured? Your choice!" Goldman sassed as Walter's lip curled.

"Or we can stop talking and find Paige?" Happy interfered and Toby had never been prouder of his wife who deescalated the situation.

"Nice job Sugarplum" Toby whispered as Happy ignored him.

"I don't see her! She should be here!" Goldman mumbled to herself as the whole team went on the lookout when Ralph was the first to shout and point "There's mom, she's running from the southeast direction from under the bushes….but there's a man on the other side! She doesn't see him!" Ralph yelled as Goldman looked and she stepped on the gas as the van screeched and Paige suddenly looked towards the van and tripped, falling hard on the dirt.

"Oof, that's got to hurt," Toby said as the man in a baseball hat gained on her, and when Paige scrambled on her feet the man grabbed her roughly.

"Paige!" Walter yelled as he opened the van door and Toby pushed his way next to Walter ready to grab her as he and Walter nodded at each other wordlessly.

We got her

Paige then turned and stomped on his foot and delivered a right hook right to the guy's nose and Toby winced as the guy screamed when Paige kneed him where it counted.

"Nice punch kid," Cabe said proudly as Toby was ready to scoop her up. Just 10 more feet.

Paige kicked him again for good measure and right as she turned all Toby could see was her frightened and surprised expression as Walter and he scooped her up and pulled her tightly into the van as Paige started to scream and kick at anyone in her vicinity.

Immediately Toby assessed panicked response, PTSD warning signs, and fight response so he began to utter shushing sounds – the brain would pick up on the even tone as it mimics the sound of blood flow in the womb. Paige would take that sound and apply it subconsciously to her own panicked state and her muscles would start to relax. Toby edged himself slightly ajar so Walter would take center focus since Paige would automatically look to someone she found comfort in and problems be damned your brain doesn't care about squabbles in fight or flight.

"Walter!" Paige gasped as her immediate response as her muscles visibly relaxed and Toby smiled as he was proved correct until Paige whipped around to see him, and she gasped out "Toby!"

"Mom!" Ralph shouted as he escaped Happy's grasp as Goldman ordered Happy tot take over and Cabe jumped out to knock the guy out for good as Happy and Goldman quickly switched places and Cabe jumped back into the van. "Let's go move it Happy!" Cabe yelled as Toby kept his eyes on both Paige and Goldman.

Paige was still hugging Ralph until she turned because of the van's momentum she crashed right into Walter's arms. Oh boy.

She stared at Walter, an abundance of emotions flew over her face as she finally settled on relief and slight hesitance as she whispered his name again.

Walter to his credit, froze. An automatic stress response as Walter retreated and mumbled out facts as he always did. "You're bleeding."

Paige's hand flew to her head and she winced as Toby broke out his 'therapy' mode and switched right into 'Dr.' mode.

"Yes, thank you 197 for pointing that out now let the real doctor take over" Toby snarked as Walter backed away and Toby inspected the wounds. It wasn't as bad he feared but she would need stitching.

So now, as Paige slipped into unconsciousness and Toby kept her awake as she fell into Walter's lap. Walter cradling her head like a precious artifact as Florence looked on with a mix of envy and joy (as well as her side glances at Sly) who was purposely not looking at Florence and doing his best to keep Paige awake and poor Ralph was just overwhelmed with everything that happened. Toby kept his eye on Goldman.

Who was this person that caused Paige so much phycological pain that her mind shut down? When they got back to the garage, he would say it was a slight concussion. The others, with all their brilliance, didn't know the medical terms and human body like Toby. They would believe him. After all, he was a doctor. But Toby knew that Paige passed out because it was the last defense her body had left to shield her from pain. Her cuts and bruises weren't enough to do that kind of damage but one look at Goldman….and that was enough.

As he looked at the others, various looks of panic and confusion were on their faces over the state of their friend, former friend, and ex-girlfriend that Toby was betting anything he still had feelings for, other than the complete nuclear fallout of his friends and family not to mention how exactly they were played by this woman, Toby was at his wit's end. He had to stay focused.

God, it was tiring being the adult. He didn't know how Paige did it but at least he would take this opportunity now that Goldman was distracted by Paige's state.

She was looking down and Toby for the first time, had a rare chance to truly study their newest client.

Her blonde hair was a carefully crafted wig. Professionally done but he noticed the slight stitching on her scalp. No one would notice that unless there was a trained eye. Her cheeks were higher than normal, the cheek bones on her face wouldn't allow such rounded cheeks which meant she probably had something to fill out her face.

The cleft lip was done on purpose. Toby had used that trick many times when he was trying to disguise himself. Dirty trick at that. Cotton and plastic with moldable putty to look like human skin. Patients with burnt skin or deformed faces would use the stuff to make themselves look more presentable if they so desired.

Hardly noticeable but even if someone did, how do you even call it out in a socially acceptable way. If you're normal, well the easy answer is you don't. If your a genius, you either don't notice it or you call it out right away. Genius minds work so fast that to catch any of the smallest detail is not a problem but to look for something out of place when it's already out of place will go over a genius mind. It was one of the rare handicaps of being a genius and one not usually known…much less exploited.

Toby knew this because he would use it to his advantage in his gambling days to sneak one past the rest of the team, but the question remained…. how did this woman know about it? It was so perfectly placed that it had to be purposeful.

Who was she hiding from? A better question would be…why would she want to hide from them?

Goldman then caught his eye and her eyes…. her eyes had contacts in them. The slight ring around her iris was clear and not pink. She glared when he didn't look away and she barked out a "What are you staring at? You're a doctor! Aren't you supposed to be looking over my client!"

"I am," Toby said evenly "Paige is more than your client. She's my friend and I am doing everything in my power to make sure she's okay. Part of that, Goldman is to protect her from people who may want to hurt her. People who may want to use her for something." Toby said as Walter turned his confused expression to him and Sly took a puff of his inhaler.

"Toby, what are you getting at?" Sly asked nervously as he shifted his eyes to Goldman who had frozen but still kept a protected hand over Paige. Something that didn't escape the behaviorist.

"Who are you, Goldman?" Toby asked bluntly as they approached the garage and she simply stared at him, a million and one thoughts crossing her mind until she smiled sweetly.

"Oh well, wouldn't you want to know? That's confidential information, something Paige only knows….and you to never find out."

A/N: Love Toby in this chapter! Really, I just loved Toby's character. I'll admit he was a bit OOC but I always believed that in times where it counted he had this potential to be a leader and grown up when it mattered. Also really adore and love the friendship he and Paige developed over the series. It's subtle and yet another thing I wished the writers elaborated more but this is something I will remedy in my stories. As always thank you for all of your support and don't forget to review!

Stay tuned for scenes from the next chapter!

"That's enough! Everyone shut up!" Happy yelled as she glared at everyone in the garage as Ralph pursed his lips and walked to the back kitchen where his mother was asleep, and Florence took a step back as Cabe crossed his arms.

Walter and Toby on the other hand were still breathing hard and Toby shook his head as Goldman, who looked cool as a cucumber smirked and rolled her eyes as she took out another phone. Happy continued to glare at her husband and best work associate as she leveled her stare and turned to Goldman who met her stare head on.

"I'm not even going to argue about tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber over there, but my main focus has always been you. Now my husband asked you a question in the van, the only reason we put it on pause was because Paige started to freak out and Doc had to help her. But now she's fine and we're not and now I'm asking you…. who are you, Goldman?!" Happy glared as Goldman remained emotionless and rolled back her shoulders.

"Happy I appreciate your candor, but my answer has remained the same. That is for Paige to know and you to never find out." She said simply as Walter felt his blood pressure raise and he balled his fists.

"And my question to you has remained the same…. what are you to Paige? She has never, not once, ever said anything about a Goldman or whoever you are. There was nothing about you in her files, nothing to report of any type of danger like this! I would have spotted it immediately." Walter tried to keep his voice level but there was something about Diana Goldman that made Walter feel on edge.