WriterFreak001:
I'm a little bummed that the last few chapters haven't had many reviews; reviews really keep me going, and they give me a sense as to how loved my stories are. Anyway, I can't wait until next Monday! I really hope we don't have to suffer through another hiatus again, but if it means they've gotta spread the episodes out so that the show doesn't end in March instead of May, then I'm all for one-week hiatuses. I just hope the breaks don't push people away from the show.
Title | Mind Games
Fandom | Scorpion (CBS)
Description | Post-Deception. Four months passed since the ending of "Deception," and it seemed as though life, for the most part, returned to normal for Team Scorpion. Walter and Paige were given a chance to focus on their relationship in the midst of all of the cases that were assigned to the team. However, eventually, all great things must end, and once again, Team Scorpion will have to deal with an even bigger opponent than the Leviathan Mafia. Mark Collins is back for revenge and will have something big in store for Walter – something even the 197 IQ genius might not be able to see coming. And Collins's return just might cause a rift within the Scorpion family in the process, making it next to impossible for them to beat his ultimate game.
Rating| This fanfiction will be rated T for violence, obscene language, sexual themes as well as brain stuff and fluff.
POV | Limited Third Person
Disclaimer | While CBS owns Scorpion, I am the owner of this masterpiece.
Claimer | I am human; there are bound to be mistakes. If you feel like something should be changed, you have the power to send me a review/private message. I can't guarantee if I'll change it every time, but I do read all of my reviews and all of my private messages!
Mind Games
Sequel to Deception
Written by WriterFreak001
Chapter 10
~ SCORPION ~
After dinner, Walter compiled the list for Cabe and then met Ralph in the back to help him with the sanding. Walter explained the different kinds of power sanders to Ralph and showed him, on a sample piece of wood, how to use each of them. He also informed the boy on which power sanders were not suited for certain projects too. Once he was finished with the mini tutorial, Walter gave Ralph the appropriate power sander and guided the boy's hand as he sanded his workbench. As he and Ralph sanded the workbench together, Walter knew Paige was watching them work, and he didn't mind it one bit.
"That's it." Walter mumbled as Ralph held onto the power sander, "Nice and easy."
"Mom," Ralph called out to his mother without looking away from his task, "You wanna try?"
"I'd love to," Paige smiled as she walked over to the pair and ruffled her son's hair, "but I'm not very mechanically inclined. It might be best to watch from the sidelines."
"It's easy, Mom!" Ralph exclaimed over the noise. "Walter can show you how to do it!" Ralph turned off the machine and looked towards his mother. "Then, next time, you can help me." The boy turned towards Walter. "No offence, Walter."
"None taken," Walter smirked and petted Ralph's head.
Ralph circled around Walter and said to his mother, "Just stand in front of Walter, and he'll help you."
Paige caved. "Okay," she bent down and kissed her son's forehead before taking Ralph's place in front of Walter. Ralph backed up a few steps and watched his mother and Walter interact. As Paige placed her palm on the machine, Walter covered her hand with his as his other arm wrapped around her torso and pulled her closer to him. Paige lifted an eyebrow, "You didn't talk Ralph into letting me do this, did you?"
"Nope. That was all him." Walter bit his lip as he rested his chin against her shoulder and kissed her cheek.
"Tell me when it's time to stain!" Ralph exclaimed before darting off towards Proton Arnold. Walter and Paige blinked in response to the boy's sudden disappearance but recovered moments later when they realized Ralph had purposely set them up.
"What was that about?" Paige wondered out loud as she glanced towards her son. "That was a little weird."
"Not to me." Walter muttered into her ear, causing her to look at him with curious eyes. "Like me, Ralph has a hard time verbalizing his feelings. By asking you to work with me is Ralph's way of telling you he likes it when we work together."
"That's what normals call matchmaking," Happy chuckled as she walked by the couple to gather a few things she needed from the back. "Consider it a compliment that Ralph left the two of you alone; it means he approves of your relationship." Before Paige could say something to the woman, Happy left as quickly as she arrived, but her words made Paige smile.
"Now to use the power sander," Walter immediately started his tutorial, causing Paige to laugh in response to his sudden transition. "Is something funny?"
"No," she smiled and then gave him a quick kiss. "It's just…," she kissed him once more, "You're just you."
"And you think that's funny?" Walter inquired as he lifted an eyebrow. Sometimes, the things that woman said greatly confused him.
"No," she shook her head with a laugh. She took her hand off of the sander and hooked her arms around Walter's neck. "I'm not making fun of you Walter," she cupped his cheeks. "The way you are," she smiled, "is something I never want you to change; I wasn't laughing because I was making fun of you. I was laughing because," her thumbs caressed his cheeks, "everything you are…and how your brain works… brings me lots of joy and happiness. Am I making sense?" As Paige explained the logic behind her laugh, Walter was still trying to figure out how a woman like Paige managed to fall for a guy like him. He was beyond awkward, and he knew he was quite the dork when it came to romance and anything related to emotions. Granted, he had improved over the last several months, but he still didn't understand how someone like Paige could find him remotely appealing. It didn't make sense; it never made sense, but whenever Paige brought him back to reality by pulling him into a heated kiss, he would force himself to forget about they analytical aspect of their relationship and focus on whatever was happening in front of him. "Walter?" She called his name again.
"Hm?" Walter shook himself out of his reverie.
"I asked you if I was making any sense to you." Paige raised an eyebrow but then she smirked. "Oh, that's right."
"What's right?"
"Pep talks don't have an effect on you," her smirk widened. He wondered what she had up her sleeve. Granted, when they first met, he was not a big fan on pep talks, and they literally did not have much of an effect on him. However, over the last several months, he had been getting better at receiving them and still maintaining interest. Still, he didn't say anything; he was merely curious as to what Paige was thinking. "Perhaps," her fingers weaved into his hair, "it might be better to show you what I was talking about."
Walter gulped as her warm breath brushed against his ear; she certainly knew just what to do to send shivers down his spine. "Okay."
As Paige pulled Walter in for a searing kiss, Happy cleared her throat and tapped her foot as she stared at them. "Aren't the two of you supposed to be helping Ralph with his workbench?"
"We were getting to that," Paige's cheeks burned a bright red as she and Walter jumped a part from one another.
"Uh-huh. Sure." Happy was unconvinced. "Anyway, I would ixnay the romance and work on Ralph's workbench; he might come over here and see if the two of you are done sanding yet. I might not be the parent here, but I'm pretty sure you two don't want Ralph walking in on the two of you doing anything other than helping him with his project."
As Happy left, Paige sighed and Walter pushed his hair back. Happy was right, and he remembered what Cabe had said the other day. "When you help Ralph with the staining," Walter said as they turned towards the power sander, "I'll install those panels."
"Good plan," Paige muttered as she placed her hand over the handle of the power sander again. Walter gave her simple instructions as he covered her hand with his own, telling her to simply guide the machine as it moved across the wood. Let the machine do the work and move at its own pace; otherwise, the end result would be unfavorable. For the next fifteen minutes, Walter and Paige worked diligently on the workbench, sanding every rough surface they could find, and when they were done, Paige called Ralph back over to the area as Walter disappeared up the stairs to install those panels.
~ SCORPION ~
By ten o'clock, everyone except for Walter, Paige and Cabe had retired for the night, including Ralph. The boy had fallen asleep against Walter's side as shortly after the 197 IQ genius read to him a volume of one of Sylvester's Super Fun Guy comics. Paige was leaning against his other shoulder with her fingers laced with his as they enjoyed a comfortable silence together on one of the couches up in the loft.
When Cabe made his way over to the other couch across from them, Paige gave Walter a quick kiss before rising to her feet. She picked Ralph up into her arms and told Walter she'd return as soon as Ralph was settled. As she and the boy headed for the hallway, Cabe sat down across from Walter. "She's something else, isn't she?"
"Mhmm…." Walter absentmindedly answered as he watched Paige walk away.
Cabe snapped his fingers and captured Walter's attention. "So…have you given much thought to my proposal?"
"About the gun?"
"Yes."
Walter nodded. "Both Paige and I decided to register for guns; we think it would be more efficient if two members of Scorpion carried firearms for the sake of protecting Ralph from Mark Collins."
"That's not a bad idea," Cabe mused. "I'll take you and Paige to a facility tomorrow so we can get you two registered." Cabe leaned back into the sofa and rested his head against his clasped palms. "Because you're government contractors, you'll have to shoot a few rounds and test for accuracy."
"Shouldn't be too hard." Walter shrugged.
"Believe me; it's a lot harder than it sounds." Cabe chuckled as he crossed his legs. "But if positive thinking helps you prep yourself, then all the more power to ya."
"Sure." Walter shrugged as he glanced over towards the hallway again, wondering when Paige was going to return.
"So," Cabe spoke as Walter continued looking off in the distance, "on a scale of 1 to 10, how much do you love Paige."
"What I feel for Paige is immeasurable," Walter replied distantly.
"Good answer," Cabe smirked. "You plannin' on tyin' the knot anytime soon?"
"Hm?"
"You heard me." Cabe folded his arms against his chest.
"Tying what knot?" Walter lifted an eyebrow as he turned to look at Cabe. "What are you trying to ask?"
"It's a figure of speech," Cabe laughed as he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"For what?"
"Let me ask you this," Cabe leaned forward and uncrossed his legs, "have you ever thought about settling down one day?"
"As in quitting Scorpion?" Walter wished Cabe would just spell things out for him.
"No," Cabe clasped his hands together, "I mean settling down. Getting married. Raising a family."
"Ohhh," Walter swallowed the lump in his throat and raked his hand through his unruly hair. "I don't believe in marriage."
"You didn't believe in love either. Look where you're at now." Cabe deadpanned.
"True, but I don't see the value of having a marriage ceremony and signing documents just to resume to a life you've already been sharing with your spouse. There's no point to it."
"You might not see value in marriage, but Paige does." Cabe mused. Walter pressed his lips together as Cabe's statement rang through his ears. "Besides," Cabe smirked, "If you do decide to pop the question and tie the knot, you'll be able to adopt Ralph as your own son." Cabe's statement caught Walter's attention. "Just something to think about."
Walter wanted nothing more than the best life for Ralph; the boy's father was in jail and due to his convictions, Drew would never receive any custody rights as far as Ralph is concerned. But…, even if Walter wanted to adopt Ralph as his own boy, he didn't want to use adoption as an incentive to marry Paige. Did he see a future with her? Yes. A family? Perhaps. Marriage? Maybe someday. He didn't want to feel forced into marriage simply to adopt Ralph; it wouldn't be fair to Paige – nor to Ralph. For now, he just wanted to focus on the relationship he and Paige currently had and see where it goes.
Paige finally returned, giving Cabe the cue to leave. After Cabe headed for the guest bedroom, Walter rose to his feet and followed Paige into their bedroom. It wasn't long until they were both free of their clothes with their limbs entangled underneath the sheets.
"Now," Paige hooked her arms around Walter's neck as she wrapped her legs around his hips, "are you sure these sound proof panels will work?"
"There's an 87% chance they will, but a 13% chance they won't." Walter shrugged. "Worst case scenario: Cabe experiences insomnia."
"Or he'll shoot us in our sleep!" Paige deadpanned as their bellies were pushed together.
"He won't shoot us."
"He might."
"He won't. The odds are on our side." Walter smirked and then lowered his lips to meet hers.
"You better hope so, Mr. O'Brien." Paige laughed softly. "Because if you're wrong," she muttered between kisses, "no more sex until he's gone."
"That's a risk I'm willing to take," Walter whispered before he kissed her hard on the mouth and started having his wicked, wicked way with her.
~ SCORPION ~
WriterFreak001:
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please, please, please review so I know you're enjoying this story! XD I've mapped out what I have planned for this story so you're in for a wild soon!
Have a great night!