WriterFreak001:

Those sneak peeks were beautiful! It's nice to know that Walter does actually have fears! LOL He reminded me of Indiana Jones because like IJ, Walter thinks he can do just about everything – but snakes! XD

Also, I created a new WAIGE fan video. You can find it under my YT page "DreamWriter001." It should be the most recent video; It's called "My Destiny."

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 25

~ SCORPION ~

When everyone returned to the garage, Toby managed to convince the team to put together a last minute reception for the newlyweds. While Toby and Happy left to buy some food, the rest of the team was in no hurry to begin the reception. Cabe sat down to play a few rounds of chess with Ralph, and Sylvester invested himself into an engaging conversation with Megan. Walter and Paige, on the other hand, were upstairs in the loft, changing out of their formalwear – well, that was the plan, anyway. The moment they were upstairs and behind closed doors, Paige pushed Walter down onto the bed and kissed him hard on the mouth.

"P-Paige," Walter stammered against her lips as she started working at his clothes. He said her name again but was cut off when she rolled her tongue into his mouth. He quickly forgot what he was going to say. Her fingers weaved into his hair, and he found himself snaking his arms to her back where he started pulling at the zipper of her dress. A series of sweet nothings were spoken between the newlyweds as garments were slowly discarded and thrown about the room. Just as Walter unhooked his wife's bra, a door from the lower level of the garage slammed shut, and he remembered his reasons for trying to dissuade Paige from getting too carried away in the bedroom. He tore his lips away from her and glanced at the closed door. Paige caressed his face and redirected his attention back to her.

"Me. Focus on me." Paige muttered and pressed her lips against his. He lost his train of thought and glided her bra off of her shoulders before tossing it to the floor. She hooked her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him as she slid her foot underneath the lip of his boxers and pushed them towards his feet. And then he heard Toby's booming voice calling for the bride and groom. Walter turned his attention to the door again.

"P-Perhaps, um, perhaps we should pick this up later?" Walter forced a laugh as he returned his attention to Paige. "There are people down there…."

"That's never stopped us before," Paige mumbled as she pulled him back into a kiss.

"That. Is…. True." Walter murmured as he started to fall under Paige's spell again.

And then there was a knock on the door.

Paige pleaded Walter to ignore their visitor, but when the soft raps sounded again, she gave up and rolled off of him. He, too, was agitated with the interruption. He slid off of the bed and grabbed his robe. She did the same and followed him as he went to answer the door.

It was Ralph. "Toby and Happy are back; everyone is hungry so Toby told me to fetch you." Ralph blinked at the sight of his parents.

"Right. Well," Walter gulped. "We're kind of busy. Tell them they can wait."

Paige wormed her way around Walter and corrected him. "What Walter meant, honey, is that we're changing clothes so it'll be a few more minutes."

"Okay." Ralph nodded and then left without another word.

After Paige closed the door, Walter leaned in to kiss her but she covered his lips with the tips of her fingers and told him she wasn't really in the mood anymore. He blinked as she sauntered away from him as her bathrobe fell off of her body. The way her hips swayed as she waltzed towards her side of the bed tantalized him. He wondered if she was teasing him on purpose. He scratched his head as he stared at her in disbelief; something didn't add up. "So…," he caught Paige's attention as she was re-hooking her bra against her chest. "You want sex and then seconds later, you don't even want me to kiss you. Am I missing something here?"

Paige shrugged as she tossed him his boxers. "Blame the hormones." He recalled something he had read in that pregnancy guide he had purchased weeks ago; while pregnancy can heighten a woman's libido, it can also dampen it without reason. This was the first time she was showing some disinterest, and he hoped, for his sake, that her lack of interest would dissipate by the end of the reception; otherwise, she was going to drive him crazy. "Oh, and," Paige was nearly dressed as she pointed at him, "you might want to go to the bathroom and…take care of that."

"Noted." Walter picked up his boxers and headed for the bathroom.

"Hey," Paige gently touched his arm as he passed her.

"Hm?" He scratched his ear as he glanced at her.

Her eyebrows lifted. "Rain check?"

Walter gulped. "Okay."

"Good." Paige smiled and then quickly kissed his cheek before whispering a rather lengthy list of wicked things she had in store for him that night. Her voice alone was sexually stimulating. Absolute torture.

And when she stepped away, he closed the bathroom door and then looked down to assess his situation.

That woman's voice was going to be the death of him one of these days.

~ SCORPION~

The reception wasn't a long one; after everyone sat down and ate pizza together, they dissipated into smaller groups and spent the next few hours talking; Toby, however, did his best to engage everyone into a game every once in a while, but for the most part, the reception consisted of food and conversation. At one point during the soiree, Paige dragged Walter away from the function and pulled him into the interrogation room before pushing him against the door and kissing him hard on the mouth. Their kisses were wet and messy but intimate.

"All right, you two," Cabe knocked on the door, "Either get a room or rejoin the function."

Walter pulled away from Paige and opened the door. "We're in a room," Walter deadpanned as he started to close the door; Cabe caught it, though.

"It ain't soundproof, though." Cabe lifted an eyebrow. "And let's not forget there's an innocent in the garage." Before Walter or Paige could respond, Toby clanged a spoon against his wine glass and called for everyone including the newlyweds to make their way to center of the office area. "Saved by the clinks," Cabe muttered as he turned away from Walter and Paige and headed towards Toby. Paige laced her fingers with Walter's and pulled him out of the interrogation room, quietly promising him a more involved session when they go to bed.

"Now that Happy, Sly and I have everyone's attention, we would like to present the newlyweds with our last minute wedding gift." Toby grinned as he folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Oh, you didn't have to get us anything," Paige blinked; Walter was as stoic as ever.

"We didn't." Sylvester deadpanned.

"Oh." It was clear to Walter that Paige was slightly disappointed.

"Not yet, at least," Toby chuckled. "Now, before you say anything, as Scorpion's best three musketeers – Sly, Happy and myself, we've been mutually thinking about this gift for a while but didn't really have an appropriate time to divulge. It was actually going to be a baby shower gift for the two of you, but now that you're hitched, we've decided to go ahead and prep you for what's to come."

"Get on with it, Doc." Happy muttered into Toby's ear.

"You have to take time with these kinds of things, Happy." Toby whispered harshly – loud enough for everyone to hear him. "Assume I know a bit about the human psyche."

"Toby, Happy and I have decided it's best to find our own places to live," Sylvester stated quickly.

"Way to go, Potato Head." Toby glared at Sylvester. The human calculator only shrugged in response.

Walter and Paige blinked. "What?" Paige objected, "You don't have to leave; there's plenty of space in the garage."

"Maybe, now, there is. But," Happy folded her arms, "there are limited guest rooms upstairs; Ralph currently occupies one of them, your future kid is going to occupy the second one and after considering the amount of se—" Sylvester cleared his throat and gestured towards Ralph. Happy corrected herself. "…the amount of time you two spend together, the chances of you producing more offspring within the next five years is well over 50 percent."

"61 percent, actually." Sylvester quickly added.

"That being said," Toby continued, "you and your growing family are going to need the entire garage at your disposal – at least for living purposes, anyway. We'll still be here until we've all found places to live, but once we do, you'll only have to put up with us during the daylight hours. So it's not like we're disappearing altogether; you'll still see us so it's not that big of a deal. Besides, I sleep on a couch; I think it's time I find me some great digs. And Sylvester's room is upstairs… on the other side of the loft; even though your room has been soundproofed, I'm sure the very thought of you contaminating things inside your bedroom gives Sly nightmares at night."

"It is…a little awkward." Sylvester nodded in agreement. "Once I move out, you two can migrate into my room to give yourself a little bit of privacy from Ralph and the baby. It'll be a good thing." Sylvester smiled.

"And no offence, but I just need my own space; it's been cool living with the three of you dorks," Happy glanced at Toby, Sylvester and then Walter, "for the last several years, but living in the trailer hasn't really been convenient in the past whenever I've wanted to bring somebody home."

Toby lifted an eyebrow. "Your trailer isn't that far from my couch, Happy; you could have easily asked me over, and I wouldn't have complained."

"I wasn't talking about you," Happy elbowed Toby's side. "Anyway, to sum things up, the three of us need new digs, and you guys need more space for your growing family. Us moving out is the most efficient solution."

Walter couldn't argue with efficiency – and if he didn't have to deal with Toby 24/7, he was all for his friends' plans to find their own places to live. "Sounds good to me." Walter said without much of a thought.

Paige glanced at him and then turned to the genius threesome. "If that's really what you want to do, then we'll support you. You guys are more than welcome to stay here until you've found places to live so there's no rush."

"Yeah," Walter nodded. "What she said."

"There might not be any rush," Toby chuckled as he eyed Paige's stomach, "But there is a deadline. Thirty weeks, to be exact."

"I guess that's true," Paige said as she leaned her head against Walter's shoulder and casually rubbed her tummy.

"Plus," Toby grinned as he placed his hands on Ralph's shoulders, "If the two of you ever need any privacy, having our own apartments will give us the chance to spend some quality time with Ralphy-boy and your future munchkin."

"Munchkin?" Walter didn't understand Toby's reference.

"Later," Paige whispered, assuring him she would clarify his confusion.

"While we're on the topic of wedding gifts," Cabe smirked as he walked up to Walter and Paige, "For both of your hard works, Homeland will send you anywhere you'd want to go for an entire week to celebrate your honeymoon."

Paige's eyes lit up as Walter blinked.

"Anywhere, anywhere?" Paige lifted an eyebrow.

"Within reason," Cabe shrugged. "We obviously couldn't get you into North Korea if you had wanted to go there, but if the government allows Americans to walk on their soil, then we can take you there. Of course you don't have to decide right away; you can wait a while if you want, but take my advice – if you want a honeymoon, go before the baby is born. Otherwise, you most likely won't have another chance."

"That's a nice offer, but," Walter glanced at Cabe, "aren't we needed here more?"

"Hold on," Toby cut in, "just because you're the boss, it doesn't mean we can't work without you, Walter. If it weren't for us, you'd probably still be down the Rabbit Hole right now. It was my brilliant idea to show you the pregnancy tests."

"Technically, Paige and the baby were the ones who brought Walt out," Happy challenged Toby. "You were just a conduit."

"Even when you insult me, you're hot." Toby smirked at Happy, and they started bickering back and forth about little things Walter really didn't care to listen to.

"Hold that thought, Cabe," Paige said as she pulled Walter off to the side.

"Something wrong?" Walter lifted an eyebrow.

"Your colleagues can man your company without you for one week, Walter." Paige muttered as she hooked her arms around his neck.

"Remember when I was incarcerated in Las Vegas? As I recall, the results were almost unfavorable." Walter frowned; the last thing he needed was another fiasco on his hands.

"That was over a year ago; they'll have Cabe with them so it's not like they'll be working blindly, Walter." Paige whispered harshly. "We are taking that offer from Cabe; it's too good of an offer to pass up, and I really want a small vacation before you cut me off of the cases indefinitely." She combed her fingers through his hair and smiled. "It's just one week, Walter. How much bad can happen in one week?"

"Infinitely too much," Walter deadpanned.

"Walter," Paige grabbed at his tie and yanked him down to her eyelevel. "You are not the one who will have to endure childbirth in thirty weeks." She lightly smacked his cheek. "We're going on a honeymoon, and that's final."

"Okay." Walter gulped.

"Good boy," Paige smiled and then gave him a quick kiss before pulling him back towards Cabe. "Don't worry; he's on board."

Cabe laughed and shook his head. "You two make one hell of a Yin and Yang."

"We sure do," Paige grinned. "We sure do."

~ SCORPION ~

Sometime later, after Toby, Happy and Sylvester retired for the night, Megan decided to approach her brother about the news she had learned during the wedding. She hobbled over to Walter, who was busy cleaning up the garage, and smiled. "Some party, huh?"

"It was all right," Walter shrugged. "Not one for social functions, remember?"

"Oh, I remember, all right." Megan laughed. "Especially the birthday party Mom and Dad tried to throw you when you turned sixteen. That was one hell of a disaster."

"There was a three-day science convention in Dublin over my birthday weekend; it's not my fault they didn't read the brochure I placed on their bed before I left." Walter crossed his arms.

"And how did that argument work out for you?" Megan chuckled as she lifted an eyebrow. "As I recall, you were grounded for a month."

"That's what you think." Walter smirked. "I might have hacked into the house's security system a few nights during that so-called imprisonment and recalibrated the codes in order to sneak out and go over to the local observatory…."

"I can't believe you actually snuck out!" Megan laughed and lightly smacked her brother's arm. "And you called me the troublemaker?"

"Yes. Exactly." Walter nodded and then chuckled. "Because I never got caught. You did…on many occasions."

"Well at least you can't go wrong with Ralph," Megan looked towards the loft where her sister-in-law was putting Ralph to bed. "You know all the tricks in the book so if he tries something, you'll know."

"More or less." Walter concurred. "But he's a good kid. The worst things he's ever done was recalibrating the digital display to a thermometer so he wouldn't have to go to school and accidentally stumbling onto a secret level of a video game that ended up killing two CIA operatives and one of their Intel assets. He's done nothing like –"

"Hacking into NASA for the sake of a blueprint?" Megan smirked. "Not yet, but I see you've been rubbing off of that boy so you never know."

"I guess that's possible, but unlike Mom and Dad, Paige can connect with Ralph, and he has me too. He's not going to grow up blindly as a genius and figure things out on his own – not like I had to do." Walter looked towards the loft and smiled as Paige descended the stairs.

"So," Megan shifted her weight on her supports and lifted an eyebrow, "were you ever going to tell me that your wife is expecting?"

"I was…going to…."

"When?" Megan laughed. "After the baby's birth?"

"And what are the two of you talking about?" Paige asked as she wrapped her arms around Walter's arm and joined the conversation.

"Walter was just about to explain to me why he hadn't told me about your pregnancy yet," Megan pursed her lips.

Paige shot a glance at Walter. "You hadn't told her? I thought you took care of that weeks ago."

"I planned on it…," Walter gulped as he scratched his neck, "But… I got lost in my projects… and sort of forgot."

"Same old, same old." Megan chuckled. "Never change, little bro. Anyway, I think I better book it so…," she glanced at Cabe who had dozed off in a chair, "perhaps you can kindly wake my ride up?"

"Kay." Walter nodded and left Paige's side to wake the man up.

"So how is everything at the hospital?" Paige asked as she reached for Megan's hand and squeezed it.

"It's all right, I guess. A little gloomy, but all right." Megan sighed. "Though, it was good to get out today. I miss spending time with Walt so I had fun."

"Well, when the time comes for me to stay home and keep this little one safe," Paige said as she prodded her belly, "I think Walter would be more at ease if someone was here to keep me company. So don't be surprised if I call you on the whim and ask you to visit. You'll be notified at least a day in advance so Walter'll know when to pick you up from the hospital."

"I'm perfectly capable of taking a taxi, Paige," Megan laughed. "Walter shouldn't have to wait on me, hand and foot…. You should the one that's on that receiving end. Not me."

"Well, we'll figure things out when the time comes; who knows, maybe I'll visit you instead." Paige smiled as Walter and Cabe approached them.

"Ready to go?" Cabe asked Megan as he pulled out his keys.

"Yep!" Megan nodded. She looked at Walter. "You take care, Walt, and don't get on Paige's nerves too much. And Paige," Megan grinned at her sister-in-law, "if Walt is being an ass, just call me up and I'll set him straight." Megan punched her fist into her hand.

"Oh, that's not funny." Walter faked a laugh.

"Maybe not to you," Megan stuck out her tongue before she turned to leave with Cabe.

As Cabe started his car, Megan looked back towards the garage and smiled to herself, knowing her brother was going to be okay once she was gone.

~ SCORPION ~

WriterFreak001:

I think this is an appropriate place to stop this chapter. It is nearly 3:30 AM so I'm going to hit the hay.

Let me know what you think.