A/N: LAST CHAPTER! This has been such a journey. It's been a long time writing it. I started this in 2012 and got several chapters in before losing steam. It waas Jan of this year that I decided to pick it up again and actually did something with it. Had some inspiration from other Gadget authors, Law and Order: Criminal Intent, my sister, and my always expanding music playlist.

THANK YOU! Thank you my loyal readers! I have three readers whom I aboslutely love! Thank you BookwormGal, KnightWriter, and Aline Riva! You have kept me going when I felt this story was worthless.

Future Plans: THIS HAS BECOME A TRILOGY SO FAR. The next volume is coming in a few days! I already finished it! Currently just started the third and have tentative plans for a fourth! THANK YOU ALL AGAIN!

Rick walked into the room quietly. "Hey." He whispered.

Walter smiled slightly. "You look like crap." Rick nodded in agreement. He forced himself not to finger the eye patch or bandages covering most of the left side of his face. The lens in his left eye had cracked when Abernathy struck him in the face. Alex had disconnected the optical nerves and covered the eye until she could get it fixed.

"I'm here on behalf of a friend." Rick began. "Who has an offer for you." Walter's brow furrowed.

"What kind of offer?"

"The kind of offer that doesn't come around often." Rick replied. He sat down on the chair and ran a hand through his messy hair. He hadn't had a chance to do anything about his appearance. It had been hard enough to get dressed with only one arm. The sweats and t-shirt were loose on his lean figure. He leaned slightly to the right, unbalanced by the missing limb.

Alex had taken it off completely. She would have to build a new one from scratch. Until then he would have to deal.

"I'm listening." Walter tried to sit up and grimaced.

"Alex already cleared this with your superiors. She wants to use her talents to replace your right leg."

It took a moment for the words to sink in. After all Walter was recovering from a huge loss of blood. He was sure he had misheard Rick, but no, he'd heard his friend just fine. His ears hadn't been damaged in the fight.

"You mean cybernetics?" Walter asked a little surprised. "What kind?"

"Just a leg. It'll be exactly like the one you lost. No extra strength, no funky built in weapons." Rick assured with a half smile. He could imagine the horror of thinking Alex would just go ahead and play with a leg like Tim Taylor had played with tools on TV.

"And how am I supposed to afford that?" Walter asked. "My insurance is having a conniption over the amputation already." He couldn't even imagine what it would cost. Cybernetics were still yet to be accepted for commercial use and that meant that they were extremely expensive. If anything it was compassionate use that they could claim on such a form of treatment.

"Alex will fund it herself." Rick answered. "It's expensive now, but she hopes in a few years it will be a common option for patients."

"I'd have to think about it." Walter replied wincing. "I just don't know. I'm touched by the gesture, but I just don't know." He didn't admit that he wanted to talk to Melissa. He wondered how she felt about such a form of treatment. Also he was still a great deal uncomfortable with the whole concept.

He was staring at a man with mechanical body parts in the face and it still felt like science fiction to him.

"Take your time. Alex says it'll be at least a month before she can even begin to start on you. You're going to have to heal up first."

"Then I guess I can think it over nice and long."

"I have one other thing to tell you." Rick added. "Abernathy used some kind of gene therapy to strengthen himself up. His skin was so tough it barely reacted to a 50 Cal round with a bullet proof vest on. Alex is sure he had some kind of biologist working for him for a while but there isn't any evidence to prove the theory. She managed to get a blood sample off of our clothes from the fight and she's going crazy over everything he had done to himself."

"Figures. It was like taking down a bear." Walter replied with a yawn. He felt so tired. He was tired, uncomfortable, and really worried about his future. The stress alone was exhausting.

"I'll let you rest." Rick said standing up. "Besides, Jess'll kill me if she finds me out of bed." He quirked a smile. He had to admit that he too was wiped. A few hours of sleep sounded like a vision of heaven.

Walter managed a slight chuckle. "Tell Alex I'm considering her offer."

"That I will do."