Theres drugs in this chapter, so don't be alarmed. IF YOU READ PLEASE REVIEW. I pretty much live for your reviews (and other fic's)
"Pot?" Happy looked at Toby in disbelief as he opened his hand, revealing the joint and a black lighter. His grin widened as she took the joint, "You said if I won, the next activity would be my choice. I won and this is my chosen activity."
They were sitting on the warehouse roof; it had been a long and uneventful week, mostly filled with made up games and stupid bets. Paige had decided that -to save Toby's wallet- none of the bets were to involve money, so instead they would bet with their personal services - nothing overly dirty- and little things like cooking and cleanup or completing reports. The bet that Toby was referring to involved only himself and Happy, she had bet that he wouldn't be able to change the pistons of the car engine she had been working on unassisted. To her surprise he had managed easily.
"When I said you could chose the activity I hadn't expected it to involve getting high" They were sitting on the gravel and Toby shuffled closer to Happy. "I thought you had learned to expect the unexpected from me" he winked and Happy nodded in agreement, she hadn't expected him to take her to a waterfall either. Happy placed the joint between her lips and motioned for Toby to light it. She inhaled deeply and passed it to Toby as she slowly exhaled. "Should I even ask where you got this from?" she raised a brow with the question but Toby's grin told her it didn't matter.
"I bet you didn't even bring food up here, and I'm cold" Happy whined as she received the drug again. "Oh my dear do you not know me at all" Toby answered in a sing-song tone, he hopped up and jogged over to the barbeque. He lifted the lid revealing a box of biscuits and a bag of chips. Throwing them at Happy rather than to her, he bent down to grab a blanket from underneath the gas bottles. The behaviorist draped the blanket over Happy's shoulders before taking another draw; he lay down and munched on a biscuit.
They were on their second joint before Toby began mumbling about how sexy and badass he found Happy. "You're like one of those heroines in the movies, all like super badass and sexy. Kicking ass and being sexy. They should give you a TV show, where you run around kicking ass. I'd watch that. I'd even fund that show. We could call it 'Happy ass Kicker' AHHAHAHAH. Get it, because your name is Happy, but it would sound like you're happy about kicking ass." Happy laughed along with the behaviorist and his crazy idea.
"I'm not sure if people would want to watch a show with an angry mechanic who almost makes a nuclear power plant explode" she took another biscuit and munched thoughtfully, "However, a behaviorist who kicks ass at a poker table, before getting his ass kicked because of his smart ass personality. That is something I can see people watching" she grinned cheekily at him as he feigned hurt. "Only if the person kicking his ass was an angry mechanic who happens to also be sexy and badass" he replied.
"Toobbyyy" Happy pouted and rolled onto her stomach so she could look him in the eye, "I want pizza" her pout grew when he rolled his eyes at her whine. "Fine but if Walter asks, the pot was your idea" Toby winked and quickly kissed Happy before she had a chance to argue. He pulled out his phone and quickly called the pizza place, he then hacked their system to put their order first on their list, shortening their waiting time. "Why is it my idea to do drugs?" Happy questioned when Toby lay down next to her again. "Because Walter doesn't stay mad at you, whatever history the two of you have it prevents him from being angry with you" Happy nodded thoughtfully and turned away. Toby had asked a question without even having to. He wanted to know what the history between Walter and Happy was.
"We fucked" she didn't see any point in sugar coating it, unfortunately Toby wished she had. He choked on the biscuit that he'd just taken a bite of. "It was nothing serious, it didn't mean anything" Happy shrugged and continued "neither of us were in a good place at the time, it's sad really. I needed to feel wanted and he just needed to feel." Toby wasn't talking, just staring at the sky and nodding. Happy was shocked at his lack of words, "are you mad?" she questioned. Toby thought for a moment before shaking his head. "I think I'm surprised. I know I'm not shocked. I don't know why I would be mad. I think I'm surprised".
"We both regretted it afterward. We agreed that it was more of an experiment than anything else and we haven't mentioned it since" Happy had seen Toby's head fall when she explained their reasons for sleeping together, she also saw that he relaxed again when she mentioned that it had been a mistake.
Toby understood the hurt that both Happy and Walter must have been feeling, he couldn't be mad. He was disappointed that there was a time when Happy needed comfort and instead of finding it in people, she attempted to find it in sex. He was disappointed that there was a time when Happy needed what they had now – a relationship where both people were on even ground, best friends and enemies – and he was preparing to marry someone who never even loved him.
He hadn't noticed the tiny mechanic staring at him while he was so deep in thought, he smiled sheepishly at her. "Does Paige know?" he questioned and Happy shook her head, looking at the ground. She was embarrassed of the situation and Toby could see that. He took her and they walked over to the edge of the roof, looking out at the dim lights of the high-rise buildings all around them.
"TOBY!" Paige called out from downstairs. "Ah the pizza, take a seat m'lady" Toby rushed over to the little white table and pulled a seat out, gesturing for Happy to sit. She rolled her eyes at his use of 'm'lady' again. "Be right back" he kissed her before sprinting downstairs.