Hey! My name is Aislin. And I just wanted to introduce myself since this is the fourth update of my fic and it seems rude not to. So anyway, I just wanted to welcome anyone reading this and let you know that I appreciate every follow, favorite, and if I ever get any reviews I will appreciate them too! You really have to read this, but I just wanted to say Hi and thank you for reading.

It was 2:00 am, but Happy wasn't sleeping, and neither was Toby. They sat across from each other staring intently at the table between them. Each was trying to figure out a way to beat the other in the game that sat before them. Each knew winning was worth the lack of sleep.

They had started playing monopoly ten hours ago, only stopping for dinner. It was one of Paige's attempts to have a team bonding session. Each member of the team had left. Sylvester exited first at 5 O'clock claiming the game was too much for him, and he had to be in his apartment before dark. Cabe quickly followed; he didn't particularly like playing a game with geniuses anyway, it didn't seem fair. Paige had taken Ralph home at around 9:00. "Bedtime" She had claimed. Walter had lasted a while longer. He had stayed until 10:30, but was eventually put off by the constant fighting from Toby and Happy.

So, now they were alone. As they had been for hours, but the fighting had stopped. Now there was mostly silence accompanied by a few quiet deal agreements. Both sides were fatigued, but refused to leave. Afterall, they had bet on this game. Either side got to choose what they wanted when they won.

Happy yawned. She knew she was going to win. It was only a matter of time, but she wasn't sure what she wanted. She had ideas of course. Having him enter a beauty pageant. Having him buy rat poison, a birthday cake, and 'I'm sorry for your loss card' from Walmart. She just couldn't decide on one. So, she decided she would wait. Of course, for someone with only 2 monopolies on the whole board, Toby was doing well.

He never once faltered, and never once revealed what he was going to do before he did it. He never revealed his strategy and manipulated the people around him perfectly to get what he wanted.

The clock struck 2:15. "Let's take a break," Toby insisted.

"Fifteen minutes?" She asked.

"Ok," he agreed, "Do you want something to eat? I can get to McDonalds and back within 15 minutes."

"No," she said, "How long do you think this could last?"

"I don't know. I've heard monopoly can last days. We've only been here ten hours."

As 4:00 AM rolled around Happy was reaching her breaking point, "Can't we come back to this, Doc? It won't make a difference to the game if we take an eight hour break."

"No," Toby replied wide awake, "No more than 15 minute breaks at a time. No large interruptions until I win."

"Why?" Happy asked, "Why is it so important that we stay awake?"

"That doesn't matter" He replied. In truth, her tiredness was crucial to his victory. He needed her to be so tired that she wouldn't think twice before giving him easy trades that he needed. This might take hours more, but Toby could take it. What he would win would be worth the battle.

Happy sighed, "Ok then. Whatever."

Walter walked into the garage at exactly 9:30 AM to find Happy and Toby still facing each other playing monopoly. He couldn't hear them saying anything, and they didn't see him. He decided to watch the match.

From what he could see, Happy was more than half asleep as she rolled the dice on each of her turns on autopilot. However, Toby was alert and attentive watching her every move. Walter hadn't realized they'd still be here. They must've had something to lose in order to endure so many hours of this game. He didn't stay through the night because he had no reason to.

Toby said something quietly to Happy, and they traded some cards. She didn't even negotiate. She didn't even seem to realize which spaces she had given her opponent.

Toby grinned down at the two deep blue cards Happy had just given him. He bought hotels for both of his new found places. He just had to wait for Happy to land on the worst spaces in the game.

"Happy?" Toby's voice said taking her out of her waking nap, "Happy, wakeup, you lost." It was 11:30 AM.

"I what?" Happy murmured sleepily.

"You lost." He said picking her up.

"What the hell are you doing?" She slurred trying to hit him.

"I'm bringing you home, and later I'll tell you about what your end of the bet is." He assured her.

"I can walk." She informed him.

"I know you can, but you're tired enough that I'm giving you a free pass."He walked out to the truck and placed Happy carefully in the passenger seat. Happy kept her head on his shoulder for the entire drive back to her apartment.

She sleepily handed him the keys, and he lifted her back up. For someone so strong, she didn't weigh very much. He opened her door, and slowly brought her to her bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, took off the shoes and started to leave.

Remembering the bet, he turned around, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "You owe me a kiss Happy Quinn."