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-Aislin

When his doorbell rang at 11:37 in the evening, Toby knew exactly who it was instantly. It couldn't be Walter. When Walter wanted something from you, he called first, and he when he arrived he would ring the doorbell at least 4 times(if not more). There was no way it was Paige. Ralph's bedtime was 10:00 PM and Paige didn't leave after that. Sylvester couldn't drive and would never ever walk after dark. Cabe didn't make house visits to Toby.

That left Happy. Only she would ring once and wait. It was her way of making sure people knew they weren't that important to her. Ringing once allowed her to put distance between herself and others. Of course, she wasn't consciously aware of this. No one is ever aware of the reasoning behind what they do. They just do it.

She was also the only person who would come to his home this late unannounced. She did this because she knew she was welcome, and deep down she trusted him. She knew if she ever needed anything. Though, she was probably outside his door debating whether or not to leave before he could answer the door.

He quickly got up to let her in. "Happy Quinn, what are you doing here at this time of night?"

"It's nothing. I just was wondering if maybe I could stay here tonight?" She muttered quietly, not looking him in the eye.

"Of course you can. Come in." He invited.

"Thanks," she whispered. She refused to look up. Something was clearly wrong with her. There was a real reason she needed a safety net tonight.

"Let me get you a glass of water," he offered beginning to move into the kitchen, "I'll be right back."

When he reentered the room, she hadn't moved a muscle. She was still just standing next to sofa staring into space. He walked towards her, placed the drink on the coffee table, and moved to hug her. She then did something very unlike herself. She latched onto him tight and didn't let go. "Are you ok," he asked her knowing the answer.

"I don't want to talk about it," she said into his chest.

"Ok," he replied.

Neither of them moved for a long time. They didn't want to. In this moment, everything was ok. Nothing could happen to them if they didn't move. This moment was something neither person wanted to let go of.

"I should go," she muttered after a while.

"No," he told her quickly.

"We can't just stand here forever, it's already been 30 minutes," she argued not moving.

"Then let's sit down and watch a movie or something. Or we could do anything else," he offered. They sat down on the sofa together not once letting go. He grabbed the remote turned on the tv and flipped through the channels until he found something she would want to watch.

The TV only served as white noise for her. She wasn't paying attention to anything. She didn't want to think. She didn't want to go back. She didn't want to exist. She wanted to be done with it all.

"Do you ever feel like everything is too much?" She asked him.

"Everyone does," he answered. "It's that's what's going on tonight?"

"Don't be a shrink right now," she ordered. "But...I mean, I guess yeah."

"Well then coming here was the right thing to do," He informed her.

"I told you not to shrink me," She shot.

"I'm not. I'm not," he defended. "I'm just telling you that I'll always be here when things get too much. You could tell me anything."

"Yeah?"

"I mean you know, patient confidentiality," he explained jokingly. She hit him. "Ow, you knew I was joking."

She didn't say anything to him. She still had a tight grip on him. As if, if she let go he would run away. "Tell me everything that happened. I won't interrupt or move. We can just stay here tonight, and you can tell me what's wrong."

"Ok," she began, "It wasn't even that big a deal..."

They woke up tangled together to the phone ringing. Happy groaned, while Toby picked up the phone.

"Yes?... No, Walter I wasn't asleep...What do you want?..." He looked at happy to roll his eyes. "Yes, I'm listening...Ok, I'll be there soon...Yeah, I can pick her up on the way."

"We have to leave?" Happy assumed.

"Yeah," Toby said looking slightly disappointed, though it could've just been tiredness.

"Don't worry, Doc." She assured him, "You'll never know when I'll be back."