Moments
Ok I'm soooo sorry for the massive delay but it has been a hectic week so I hope that I can make this up to you guys by writing this extra-long chapter as I have taken it on board that my chapters are a little bit too short (it will be a sort of Christmas and New Year present to all of you that have read and/ or reviewed this story to say that I really appreciate your support). : - )
P.S. I just want to say a quick thank you to db for telling me about the huge mistake that I have been making in these past few chapters writing "stud" instead of "stood". I am so glad that you brought this to my attention and I can assure you that it will never happen again. I really appreciate this once again as English is not my native language and I can still make a few spelling mistakes that my auto-correct is not bothered to check so thanks again!
(Btw if any of you guys find any other mistakes then don't be afraid to tell me about them but I do know that there may be some different spelling as I am in the UK so it may differ from the US way of spelling stuff : - )
Disclaimer: I do not own Scorpion or any of its characters. I'm just a massive fan that likes to write!
/MOMENTS
Exactly 45 minutes and 23 seconds passed since the end on Cabe's explanation that a loud knock was heard on the main large, metal door in the garage. Each genius halted, darkly staring at the door and wondering who stud behind it. Cabe jumped up from his seat and paced to the garage entrance. Quite mumblings were heard and where followed by numerous footsteps strolling towards the team.
Cabe was followed by two women carefully examining their surroundings. The one on the left appeared uneasy with the unfamiliar environment as she peeked at the broken walls and leaking ceilings. The team's shrink and mechanic looked at each other as if to ask why those people were invading their place of work and perform a task that would be easy if money was not an issue. The room was filled with silence as each team member stared awkwardly at the newcomers. Gallo stepped forward and begun pointing at each genius knowing that no one was going to bother introducing themselves. The women listened to each name and politely nodded in response before they also introduced themselves. Another silence uncomfortably drowned the garage and not wanting to stay much longer with Amanda in the same room, Toby spoke out.
"Okay… so now that we know each other can we please get on with the actual task?"
Walter unfroze at the sound of Toby's moaning and begun to turn on his computer that was resting on top of his desk. Cabe signalled to Happy for her to show the two CIA members the pictures that she took after the bomb went off. The woman who had previously introduced herself as Eveline stepped closer to the mechanic and carefully observed each photograph that was set out on the worktable. Her colleague, Bernadette, however stayed at the agent's side and started to speak.
"If it's not too much to ask, I would like to do a little bit more research by speaking with everyone that was there at the time of the bombing and with Mr. O'Brian in regards to his further suspicions."
Once she was given the all clear she shuffled to 197 and commenced to investigate whatever he may have noticed whilst being in the supposed house of Anthony. Walter simply rolled his eyes having hated being read or interrogated (which was to him a frequent encounter especially with Toby forever trying to pry him into confessing his alleged feelings for Paige).
The team's liaison saw his rude but not intended remark at the woman and quickly raced over towards him. As she approached him she was also able to spot his hazelnut eyes slowly turn towards her which gave her a peculiar feeling in her stomach. This was not unusual for her as she had experienced these more frequently each time that she noticed Walter's eyes locking with her own, each time they were less than thirty centimetres away or when he simply made her day by sending her a slight smile. These feelings only lasted as long as the moments that they occurred in but they were special for her. Deep down inside she could detect that she had feelings for Walter and if this was just a normal guy, she would have already told him about it and maybe even asked him out herself. This was not just another guy. It was Walter. The feelings that she felt had to stay captured inside of her soul until he was ready. She hated waiting but she was focused of not giving in and slowly letting him adjust to a second more contact each time. Somehow she was now able to see slight improvements now and again which reassured her that Walter was not just a robot, he just had to be able to deal with the emotions that were inside of him.
Paige dodged Bernadette and quickly apologised for her friend's/colleague's behaviour. Her hand rested on top of 197 IQ's shoulder as she whispered softly into his ear.
"Be nicer Walter. She's only trying to do her job which is something that both of you have got in common so just share your knowledge with her and we will be done before you even know it."
/MOMENTS
Paige's warm voice stopped circulating his ear as she pulled away and turned to smile at the slightly clueless woman. He loved the sound of her voice in his ear and each time that she touched him half of his body became uncontrollable as if her touch was all that it took to gain control of him. Emotional quotient would suddenly burst in which caused his head to begin pounding from the overload of emotions. That is why he hid from these moments. His brain was already packed with knowledge and even the slightest bit of emotion caused him confusion. However, since Paige and Ralph became important factors in his life it was no longer easy to keep those sudden emotions from awaking from inside of him.
Walter nodded his head to Paige and reluctantly rotated to confront the increasingly impatient woman and launched into explaining his theory. Paige remained in the picture, observing the conversation that was slowly unravelling. Bernadette inhaled the large quantities of information produced by the leader and mentally investigated it in more detail.
/MOMENTS
Megan was becoming exhausted. Sylvester could clearly see how her eyes were gradually covering her eyes more and more as each minute passed by. The human calculator was no longer able to look at how she was suffering from fatigue so he arose from the hospital plastic chair and moved further from her bed in order to turn off the main lights in the claustrophobic room.
"W…what are you…d…d…doing Sylvester?" he heard her attempt to speak.
"I can see you are tired and after observing the surroundings of this room I noticed that the only factor that could be keeping you awake is the bright light so-"
"No Sylvester. I don't want to go to sleep. Not when there is no guarantee that I will ever wake up" she interrupted him after which a shy tear escaped her tear ducts.
He felt an immense force pound him on his chest seeing the sorrow that Megan was experiencing. In front of him was the woman of his dreams, living out his worst nightmare. He couldn't bear to look at it became focused on giving her all that she needed.
"Please don't cry" he murmured as he crept closer to her bed and fished out a clean tissue to wipe her moist cheek. "Tell me what you want to do and I will see if it is doable" he forced a smile.
"Take me somewhere. I just want to block out the reality for now and just be with you… I want to see the stars for the last time."
This simple sentence forced Sylvester to drop the pale white hand that he was holding in his warm grasp and nod his head towards the nearly still body on the hospital bed. He walked out of the enclosed room and headed straight towards the front desk. Gallons of fierce adrenaline begun pumping through his veins as he realised that he was focused to do whatever it took to satisfy Megan's wish. As he reached the intended destination he didn't even wait to say hello or to get the nurses attention but just started to explain his demands.
"I have just come from room 579 and I am wondering if it is possible for the patient, Megan O' Brian to leave the hospital for a small field trip"
A first the nurse stood staring at the man in a Super Fun Guy tee shirt but then begun to explain her answer.
"I am terribly sorry but Miss O' Brian cannot leave the premises due to her serious condition. I can however help you contact the doctor to see if he may be able to bend the rules due to her unfortunate circumstances"
The human calculator agreed and settled down in a chair located in the hospitals waiting room as he awaited the doctor's decision. He fished out his phone and dialled his best friend's number.
/MOMENTS
Walter's phone started to vibrate in his pocket. As soon as he realised who was calling he exhaled deeply and begin to speak.
"Finally Sylvester. How is she? Is everything ok? When are you coming back because we need your expertise pal?"
A few seconds passed before he heard the shaky and slightly nervous voice of the genius which did not raise much worry to 197 as this was Sylvester's usual voice.
"Megan… she only has three and a half hours left to live according to the doctor. I can't go back to the garage. I need to be here with her, she needs me. I asked for her to be able to leave the hospital and I am still waiting for the verdict. I will call you as soon as I will receive an answer. Stay in the garage Walter. I promise that you will be able to see her soon"
The phone line went dead. Sylvester had hung up. Rage, fury and thousands of different emotions invaded Walter's brain forcing him to clench his hair fiercely in his fists. Paige automatically stopped talking with Bernadette and sprinted over to the genius.
"What is it Walter? Are you ok? Can you hear me? Walter!"
Her sharp voice carved a hole in his ears causing him to react to her pleading demands.
"Megan doesn't have long to live. She's going to die in less than four hours. I need to go to her"
Paige blocked his exit and forbid him of leaving the garage before a second call from Sly. She explained to him that Sylvester definitely had a plan and would not prevent Walter from seeing his own sister for no reason. Walter needed more faith in his team. The explanation from the translator reassured his conscience and oddly settled his nerves. He still didn't like the fact that Sylvester wasn't allowing him to visit her or had hung up on his own employer but he trusted him. The trusted his team.
/MOMENTS
His finger was beginning to ache from tapping annoying tunes on his thigh for the past ten minutes. The doctor was apparently busy with another patient but Sylvester was only focused on Megan. He thought that she should be the only priority. Wait what? How could Sylvester, the most selfless person that saved numerous people's lives as a job whilst putting his own in danger, think for one second that the only important person in the whole Los Angeles hospital was Megan? He shook the awful though out of his head knowing fully well that this was not him. His feelings for Megan were becoming more and more uncontrollable. He was in love with her. There was no doubt about it.
In the corner of his eye he noticed a small hospital shop. A wild but what seemed as a fantastic idea shot into his head. He lifted himself out of the uncomfortable seat and walked towards the stand with Haribo sweets.
/MOMENTS
"I think we've got it" exclaimed the behaviourist, proudly walking up to the main monitors in the room whilst holding a bundle of coloured pictures.
"We found a number written on a notepad that was not damaged by the explosion. The image was tiny but I was able to quickly put together a magnifying glass strong enough for us to be able to read what was on it" explained Happy, not even slightly trying to show off.
"She even let me pass her a hammer!"
"You do know that I didn't even need that RUBBER hammer, right?" exclaimed Happy.
The bickering between the pair could have gone on for hours but Walter was growing more impatient. Raising his voice was all it took for the hatless doc and mechanical prodigy although it caused Toby's brain to automatically begin psychoanalysing his friend. Walter however chose to ignore this and moved to Happy in order to get the telephone number. Happy quickly handed him the piece of paper and rushed after him to his computer. Walter's finger begun to rapidly start typing codes into his computer and within a few seconds he was able to check the messages that were sent between Anthony and the other number.
"All of these messages seem to say that they were both in on the plan to make the bomb and installed it into the laptop. The unknown messengers says that he will get his son's help to make the bomb whatever that is supposed to mean" said Walter, still deeply focused on the screen in front of him and now researching who the phone number links to.
"What kind of a sick person would make their child make a bomb?" questioned Paige disgustedly, ashamed in the society that she was living in.
The number was suddenly matched to a person. Their picture flashed up on the screen. Everyone froze, scared to move a single muscle. Amanda focused her vision on the image, trying to dig deeper into her memory to try and see if she knows Anthony's accomplice. Paige's eyes widened as she covered her mouth with her hand with tears brewing in her eyes. How could it have been him?
So who do you think it is?
That is it for now. Once again I am sorry that I didn't update for such a long time but I hope that this EXTRA long chapter is ok. This will probably the last chapter before the New Year as I will be very busy so I just want to say to all of you guys reading out there… MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF YOU SCORPION FANS AND FANFICTION READERS!