Hey guys! So, I know people might not like this, but I think I'm going to end this fanfiction soon. I will make an ending out of it, and it won't be for another two weeks or so. I just don't know how I can keep writing this. I feel like there is nothing else to write in this, but do not worry about it because I will immediately start working on something else, and I have alot of ideas, and am working on a ton of collaborations. Let me know what you think about this, please don't hate me, and send me your ideas,

-Aislin

"You're sure leaving her with Sly and Ralph is a good idea?" Happy questioned towards Paige for the fifth time. "Because last time we left her with Sly it didn't exactly end well."

"Happy, what did we agree about keeping an open mind?" Toby chuckled sarcastically. "They will be fine. They are all sleeping in the garage together, and Sly is an adult."

"Barely," Happy snided.

"Besides, Ralph has babysat with success multiple times," Paige reasoned. "They will be fine."

"But what if-" Happy started to argue yet again.

"No," Paige dismissed with her hands on her hips. "We have to go now. Sly will update you through the coms every ten minutes if that will be necessary, but we are going now."

"Ok, I just have to go say goodbye, and then we can go," Happy agreed. She moved to where her baby was with Ralph in a corner of the garage. Ralph was playing with her. Toby sighed to himself.

"Is she always this protective?" Paige asked.

"You have no idea."

"Alright, Paige and I have just entered. Toby and Happy, we will keep everyone distracted while you two find the package and get rid of it. It should be in a safe of some sort," Walter instructed over the comms. "We will see you back at the truck in 8 hours. If you don't make it, we will come back for you. Remember to keep us updated."

"Copy that," Happy responded quickly.

"And don't get caught," Walter warned.

"Come on, who do you think we are?" Toby chuckled as Happy picked the lock on the back door. "We aren't amateurs Walter. Do you have any idea how many heists we have gone through over the years?"

"They aren't heists if you're working for the government," Sylvester added through the comms. "And I do know how many."

"Can I never just say a phrase?" Toby questions. Happy rolled her eyes at them.

"Can we never just be professionals?" Happy sighed. She took a minute to grin before she swung the door open. "I'm in."

"We're in," Toby corrected.

"Oh grow up, Doc," She chuckled.

"This is all your fault," She screeched angrily after about five minutes of pounding on the door.

"How is this my fault, Happy?" He questioned honestly. He was sitting in the corner of the large safe that they were trapped him. He was desperately trying to find away to get the comms or the cell phone to work. It wasn't working.

"If you hadn't left the door," She started. He could tell she was trying to think of more reasons to blame him. He was used to her anger. It was just how his wife approached any given situation.

"You know why I had to," He pointed out. "If I hadn't the guards would have caught us and then we would be dead. As far as I know, dying is not good for people." He stood up and tried to pull her away from the door of the safe and into his arms. She resisted forcefully.

"Toby, please," She begged. "We need to get out of here. We can't stay in here." He pulled her into his grip, successfully this time. He could see this was bothering her.

"We're ok, Happy," He promised. "We're safe. I promise you that we are safe. We're going to get out of this."

"Walter isn't even going to know anything is wrong for at least another 45 minutes, and even then he won't be able to get into this safe quickly without me," Happy ranted. He wasn't exactly sure why Happy was freaking out, but then again he had never seen her reaction to being trapped in a metal box before. This could be completely normal. Well, completely normal situation that is.

"We are going to be ok," He stated again.

"What if we aren't? For all we know someone will open the safe before Walter can get to us." Happy's breathing was inconsistent and stressed. Toby would do anything to make her feel better.

"Scorpion never fails," He swore like a mantra. "You know that, and so do I. We are going to be home before you know." She pressed her face into his chest, and he gripped her tighter.

"What if we aren't?" She questioned.

"Don't you trust me?"

She carefully let out a breath. "I do."

Happy had been right about it taking Walter much longer than it should to figure out how to get into the safe. They were trapped in there for hours before they had been released. By the time Paige and Walter had found the two of them, Happy and Toby were fast asleep in the corner of the room.

Finally, they were on their way home. They could finally relax knowing that they were going to be safe. Toby still hadn't figured out exactly why Happy had had the reaction she did to being in the room, and he didn't need to. He would always be there to calm her down when she needed it.

"I'm not sure I want to know," Happy finally addressed the elephant in the room after 30 seconds of silence. Toby, Happy, Walter, Paige and Cabe had returned from the mission to find a confusing sight in the garage.

Sylvester was wearing a pink wig and a tiara while holding a comically small mug. Ralph was in a similar situation. They were both wearing frilly dresses. Sylvester seemed to be wearing makeup, and it didn't look half bad. Nessa was happily cooing as she observed the situation.

"I do," Toby started. "How did a one and a half year old get you two geniuses into tutus and makeup."

"She has her methods."

"She found a wrench."

"She got very angry."