56A/N: Hey, this is my first Scorpion fanfic. And, just to let you know, I am a Brit, and I HATE crumpets, just saying ;D. Sooo... Mondays episode was heartbreaking. Poor Walter. This is a story based around the promo clip for 'Postcards from the edge', and should also probably go further than that episode if this story gets a good response. Anyway, let's crack on with the fic!
"I don't need her, I don't need Cabe." He stated walking past the now stunned trio. The three geniuses stayed frozen in shock for several minutes afterwards. They didn't move when the heard the distant smashing of porcelain followed by a scream of frustration. They stayed frozen as the other genius stormed past them. They only moved when Sylvester broke the silence that had fallen between them. "I'm scared." He whispered, his voice quivering. Both Toby and Happy then turned to face him. "You know when you say you don't need somebody, you usually do." Toby sighed. "Let's go, I'll drive you all back home." Happy said. "No." Sylvester protested, "Let me drive." He said it with new found confidence, he sounded so sure of himself that neither Happy nor Toby had any idea what to say next. Sylvester latched on to their perplexed expressions, "Please." He begged them. "Sly..." Toby began, "You can't drive." Happy sighed, "Docs right bud, sorry." Sylvester, at that moment, didn't care, and he voiced this to the two older geniuses. "I don't care." He started, "I don't care if I don't have my drivers license. I don't care that the car isn't sanitized. I DONT CARE ANYMORE." Both Toby and Happy stood in absolute shock, until eventually, Toby pulled out his car keys and handed them to his friend. "Sly, you're right. Why should we care?" He questioned. "Why should we care about anything when nothing cares about us?" And at that, the psychiatrist began walking backwards slowly. "Come on guys." He spoke. "Let's go out there and not give a damn." Then the trio, nodded their heads, and left the garage. Slamming the door behind them.
Walter, meanwhile, was lay in the loft. He lay on top of his duvet, fully clothed, and fully awake. He was replaying every moment with Paige in his mind, replaying every moment with Ralph.
~"Ever pause your dreams Ralph?" He'd asked. "Sometimes." The boy replied. "Every rewind them?" He asked. "Yeah." The young genius replied.~
But even as, he replayed happy moments, eight words floated around his mind, plaguing his happy thoughts, crushing any chance of sleep. '"I just don't want him to become you!"' And then, from below him he heard, "I DONT CARE ANYMORE." That was Sly, he thought to himself. Then, he realised something. He didn't care either, so he dragged himself up. He made his way downstairs. And smashed a mug. Then two. Then three. Until eventually, he ran out of mugs to throw. He roamed the garage looking for something else to relive his anger. He swallowed a huge lump in his throat as he walked past Paige's desk. He then looked ominously at the red Ferrari that he had been presented with earlier. Without thinking, his fingers curled around the car keys and he unlocked it, climbing in and starting the engine. He didn't bother to open the garage doors, he just blasted straight through them. "I DONT CARE ANYMORE!" "I just don't want him to become you." These words, echoed in his mind, and with every passing minute he got faster and faster until he was going as fast as he could up the San Gabriel Mountains. He doesn't remember going crashing through the barrier, but he does remember waking up the next morning.
Paige, however, had the opposite reaction the the four geniuses, she did care. And she was going through hell wondering how the geniuses would fair without her or Cabe for assistance. "Are you STILL thinking about Walter and the rest." Drew asked walking in, a bemused expression on his face. "Yes Drew." Paige replied icily. "Why? They're nobodies." He laughed. "No Drew, they are NOT nobodies. They are amazing human beings. I bet you're loving this aren't you?! You know what? Get. Out." She screamed. "But-" Drew started. "Get. Out." Paige repeated, no longer able to look at the man. Drew, sensing this wasn't getting any better for him, soon left. Paige heard the door slam shut, and only then, did her tears flow, only then did she let the sobs shel her body and only then, did she silently admit to herself, that she was, in fact in love Walter O'Brien.
A/N: Okay, I'm gonna leave Chapter One here. This was gonna go a little longer but I thought this would be a good way to stop it. There will be Waige. Plus, expect at least one or two chapters a day because I want to finish this fic before Monday. Tell me what you thought in a review.
~Blaze x
