Author's Note: Some readers seem to like how I write Happy and Toby together so I thought I would try my hand at some Quintis fluff. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Scorpion…although I do love their pairings.

Title: Heroics

Toby had been engaging in more heroics lately, all with adverse consequences. In addition to being hung over a balcony, he could now add that he had been stripped searched, shot at, thrown into a pit of snakes ("I hate snakes" "Shut it, Indiana Jones, you got yourself into this"), and had to dress up as a woman, all in the name of providing a distraction and doing the job.

Or to impress Happy. One of those. Well, maybe not the cross-dressing part, but hey, that was fun, Toby secretly admitted to himself.

The last time he tried one of his heroic stunts, he ended up having to jump out of a B-212 helicopter with only Happy to break his fall.

"Of course the smallest Scorpion gets to do it," said Happy sarcastically.

It was actually Happy who had saved him all those other times, too. She was the one who threw him out of harm's way when shots were being fired, she was the one who engineered a makeshift rope to pull him out of the snake pit, and she was the only one who caught him in full makeup and a dress for his undercover gig. Happy never told anyone about that one, although she did take a picture which she enjoyed viewing from time to time. "Look, I'm more feminine than you now," Toby had commented, which earned him some bruised toes as Happy's boot swiftly doled out their justice.

This time, however, this time really took the cake. Toby had somehow commandeered his way onto the target's helicopter, stole their detonator, and had no way out except to jump onto the nearest rooftop. It had been a rash move, sure, but it got the job done, right?

Besides, Toby thought that risking his life was worth it if a whole section of downtown didn't blow up. Happy, however, wasn't thrilled about his plan, even if it did make sense to her in the spur of the moment.

Toby leapt from the helicopter mere moments before it came spiraling downward towards the adjacent rooftop. He landed on Happy just as the copter crashed and the force of the explosion rocked them both.

"Aaaagh!" Happy grunted as Toby's solid mass collided with her small frame. He had knocked her down like a bowling pin and then they had to shield their ears from the deafening noise of the crash. Once it was over, Happy reached up and tried to push Toby off of her, but he had face-planted into her chest and did not seem too keen to move just yet.

"You know, Happy, I've always imagined that if we ever got to this point in our relationship, it would be preceded by a nice dinner and a monster truck rally. Maybe a few drinks. Never in my life did I think I could achieve my wildest dreams just by jumping out of a helicopter," Toby said, his voice muffled by her shirt.

"Get off of me before I deal you some real pain," Happy said through gritted teeth. Toby gave a sad puppy whimper, but obediently rolled off. He remained lying on the ground, however, one hand over his eyes and the other one sprawled to the side.

Happy got up and brushed herself off. She flexed her limbs to see if there was any serious damage. Her chest hurt from where Toby had collided with it, and she had gravel in her hair, but aside from that, she felt fine. Noticing that Toby's hat had rolled away, she bent to pick it up, then tossed it to Toby. That's when she noticed him mumbling something.

"What are you going on about?" she asked crossly, narrowing her eyes at the wacky behaviorist. Toby continued to mutter and it wasn't until Happy leaned in that she caught these same words repeating, "I never thought a woman could smell so good."

A quick smack to his shoulder quickly changed his tune. "Owww! What was that for?"

"I was trying to smack some sense into you," Happy said, although she had to turn away to hide the wide smile on her face.