Homeland agent Cabe Gallo driving through the streets of LA, a slight smile on his face, returning from a week long vacation with Allie in the mountains east of LA. He was still a bit surprised and of course overwhelmed at the generosity of Walter who surprised him with the reservation of the cabin. Allie and Cabe had thoroughly enjoyed the time. Considering the blow up and implosion of Scorpion Cabe was reluctant to actually use it but Walter insisted and said the money was non-refundable so what else could he do? As he pulled into his normal parking spot outside the Garage where scorpion conducted business he saw Florence walking towards the door as she waved to him.

His thoughts drifted back to that fateful night when it all came crashing down. He, like Paige, was stunned at what was revealed but then he was devastated as one after another the group fractured and people left. Walter cracked and cracked hard. His EQ, which for years was stunted, almost non-existent, had grown significantly the last 4 years. Solely because of his encounter with a beautiful young woman at a diner one day, but that night, it clashed hard with his IQ and Walter lashed out in defense and response to the attacks and accusations he was subjected to. The group had encountered some flame outs in the past but this, this was bad.

Cabe loved those wacky kids; each one had wormed their way into his heart following the path that Walter had first created. It had been so bad in the days that followed that he actually went to counseling over it. At first he resisted, but at Allie's insistence he reached out to Dr. Cecil Rizzuto. He was the obvious choice, even though he specialized in business partnership counseling his time and work with Scorpion off and on over the last 3 years made him the most qualified, after Toby, but he didn't feel like he could trust Toby after some conversations with Walter following the break up.

Walter retreated back into his IQ, trying to bury the emotional side along with all the pain he was experiencing and it made it hard to be around him at first, but after a few days a Homeland job came up. Walter seemed to be better but was as cold as the day that Cabe first came back into his life 4 years ago, Florence was recruited to help with that case and it went well, then a private gig and then Walter began bidding on more jobs and then 2 weeks ago as they came out of a job bid meeting there sat Centipede Partners. Cabe's heart was thrilled to see the kids, he hadn't had any contact with them since the blow up, but that quickly ended as they began to snipe at each other. The final dig being that they had already secured a job that Walter was hoping to bid on the next week.

Then a few days later Walter presented the vacation cabin reservations to him. Cabe sighed as he turned off the SUV. As he got out he saw Florence had walked past the Garage door to come over to his SUV, he smiled as he greeted her. "Hey kid, you're looking really good this morning."

Florence blushed a little at his words, "Morning Cabe, did you have a good vacation?"

Cabe's smile got bigger, "I did, thanks, how were things on the home front while I was gone?"

Florence's head tilted a bit. "I wasn't here, I just got back myself. Walter gave me tickets to a number of lectures up in San Francisco, I just got back late last night."

Cabe's face showed he was surprised, "No kidding? What a nice thing for him to do. Probably going to have us working like dogs over the next month to make up for it then." Cabe said with a smile. Florence laughed at his joke as they walked over to the door. Cabe nearly face planted into the door as it didn't open automatically. Puzzled he took out his key and stuck it in the door, "That's strange; I can't remember the door ever being locked at this hour." The lock clicked as he turned the key and he opened the door. The Garage was quiet and dark as they walked in "Hey Walt, what's going on, you here?", Ferret Bueller began chattering weakly at the noise.

Cabe's expression hardened quickly and he put a finger up to his lips as he looked at Florence. They moved quietly over to the table where Bueller's cage sat. The ferret was very weak, what light was there they could see both his food and water bowls were completely empty. Florence quickly got some water as Cabe moved around looking about the Garage. She helped the ferret to drink and grabbed his food container to get some food out. Cabe swept the first floor but not finding anything else wrong he began walking up the ramp to the loft since it was quieter then the stairs. As his head came up above the loft floor he saw Walter laying in a heap on the floor, "WALTER!"

Florence's head shot up at the shout and quickly locking the cage back and ran over to and up the stairs. She saw Cabe sitting on the floor holding Walter digging his phone out. "This is Agent Gallo, Homeland Badge number 2835, I need an ambulance at Scorpion headquarters, NOW!" Florence rushed over and dropped to her knees trying to find a pulse. "He's breathing, barely." Cabe told her, "Florence, go turn the lights on and bring the EMTs when they get here." Florence slowly nodded and moved back downstairs. Cabe sat looking at Walter, smoothing his hair back, tears in his eyes. "What happened son?" He quietly asked the unconscious man.

It was probably less then 5 minutes but for Florence and Cabe it felt like an hour but quickly and professionally the Fire rescue squad and EMTs were there and assessing Walter's condition. "Agent Gallo, can you tell us what happened?"

Cabe's head shook, "No, we both just got back from vacations and came in and found him like this."

"His pulse is weak and thready, have you got that IV started?" the paramedic asked his assistant.

"No, I can't hit the vein." The paramedic took Walter's arm and felt and swore,

"We need to transport but I'd feel better if we could get the IV going first."

Florence spoke up, "I've got some experience with needles, I could try it." The paramedic gestured and she sat down and took Walter's arm and felt around, finally a decent vein at the top of his right elbow, a moment later the IV was in and they hooked up a saline solution.

Cabe helped Florence up as they got Walter on the gurney and strapped him in. Cabe held onto her shoulders as they began moving the gurney towards the ramp. As they followed them down Florence turned to Cabe, "I-I'm going to take Bueller to the vet to make sure he is okay and then I will meet you at the hospital, if that's okay?"

Cabe nodded, "I'm sure Walt will appreciate that, I'll see you soon." Cabe watched as they loaded up Walter and then started to climb in.

"I'm sorry sir, but you can't come with us, you can follow us if you want."

Cabe's face darkened, "Listen kid, this is my son and I am damn well going with you. Now move it!" The medic quickly melted out of Cabe's way as Cabe climbed in and sat down beside Walter and took his hand.

Centipede Partners were looking over a warehouse office they were considering to rent. They all seemed to have a preference for that kind of atmosphere after all that time in the Garage, but Paige had tried to steer them towards more "upward mobile" offices as she had put it. But since they all had equal say she was voted down. Certainly with all the jobs they had completed and had scheduled for the immediate future they could afford much better. It certainly had plenty of room, maybe not as much as the Garage but then Walter wasn't there and a good bit of the Garage's floor plan was for his experiments.

Sylvester wasn't as keen on this space, there were partitions through out and he liked the open air, being able to see his friends from his chair. Happy liked the extra walls even if they weren't real walls; she still was more of a private person. Toby liked the openness of the Garage as well but then as a behaviorist it afforded him the best vantage to spy; no, make that watch his friends without being as easy to notice. For Paige it was at least more professional looking and the price was in the right ballpark. Sly was drawn to one area more then the others and he sat his backpack down as he looked out the window. It didn't face the normal direction he liked his windows to face so he was puzzled why he liked it. He walked over and looked out over the city. His brilliant mind quickly calculating distances, angles and heights of all the places he saw out the window getting lost in the math of it all.

Toby stopped looking around and watched as Sly stood at the window. He looked down and saw his backpack and the opened pouch, a large manila envelope in it with a return address of Scorpion on it. His eyes opened wide and almost without thought he reached down and pulled it out. Turning it over, it hadn't been opened and the post date was from almost 2 weeks ago. Since he had to sign for it, Sly had been sitting on it for almost 10 days. Sly was still calculating when it dawned on him what he was doing. This window looked towards the Garage and he had been calculating the distances and obstacles between him and his friend, well enemy he supposed, how could he not have known how he felt?

He sighed and turned seeing Toby standing there with the envelope, "Hey, that's mine, put it back." Toby pulled out his famous innocent face and turned his finger up towards himself as if to say "Who? Me?" Sly stepped over quickly and pulled the envelope quickly out of his hand and grabbed his backpack and began trying to cram it back in.

Toby asked him, "Sly, how long you going to sit on that?"

Sylvester just kind of glared at him, "I don't know, forever?" he replied as sarcastically as he could.

Happy came walking up, "What's forever?"

Sly looked at her, "Nothing."

Toby cleared his throat, "Our little boy here received a registered letter from Walter but hasn't bothered to read it yet."

Happy shrugged, "So? I got one too, I haven't read it either."

Toby shook his head and stared at her, "Why am I just now hearing about this?"

"Hearing about what?" Paige asked as she walked up.

Toby looked past Happy at Paige, "Oh, well these two have received registered letters from Walter almost 2 weeks ago and haven't bothered to say anything or read them."

Paige felt a little pang and Toby saw a tear well up in her eye, "Oh, she said as bravely as she could, that's nice. You guys should really read them, might be important, you never know."

Toby turned to Sly, "You heard her, let's see what the rat has to say." Sly shook his head no and struggled with Toby to keep his backpack. After a few minutes Toby finally wore Sly down and he reluctantly agreed to open it. Toby rubbed his hands together as he pulled it out and carefully opened it. Inside he found a transfer of intellectual property rights form. Walter had signed the rights to the water purifier Sly had designed over to him.

Sly's over developed EQ instantly poured tears into and out of his eyes as he looked it over again and again. Toby was the first of the other 3 to regain his composure. He turned to Happy, "Where is your letter?"

Happy stood there for a moment then poked him in his second rib and as he winched in pain, "None of your business and O'Brien, if you did what I think you did, I'm coming over to kick your ass.", as if he was in the next cubicle and not blocks away.

Paige finally cleared her throat, "So, what's the verdict guys? Is this the place or do we keep searching?" Toby kind of rocked his hand back and forth; Sly just shook his head as he held the form tightly to his chest.

Happy just said, "It couldn't hurt to see a few more places." Paige sighed as she went to find the real estate agent.

"Dr. Tipton, can you explain why your ferret is so dehydrated and malnourished?" The vet angrily asked Florence.

Shocked at first, it took Florence a moment to respond, "Bueller isn't my ferret, he belongs to a friend who we found unconscious this morning who was also dehydrated. I brought him here for treatment while my friend was taken to the hospital."

The vet took a step back, "Oh, I'm sorry, we see so many abused pets that sometimes I get upset without finding out what is going on."

Florence nodded, "So what is the diagnosis? What do we need to do?" she asked.

"I'd recommend we keep Bueller for a couple of days and monitor him while getting him hydrated and eating normally again. Will you be taking charge of Bueller?" the vet asked. Florence just nodded her head in response. "Okay, give this to my office girl and she will get you checked out then." The vet said as he walked out of the exam room. Florence picked up her purse and headed out to the front office. Handing the woman the print out and her credit card. The woman processed her card and handed her the slip and waited for her signature. Florence signed and took back her card and the paperwork and headed out to her car and left for the hospital.

Cabe sat in the little ER room next to Walter in the bed. They had several bags hanging trying to bring his fluid up and a bag with a dextrose solution to provide some fast energy to his body as well. They had Walter hooked up to a EKG and a EEG and the bleeps and bloops of the different machines reminded him of many years ago as he sat helpless as his daughter got sicker and sicker. The nurses were polite but he barely acknowledged them. Taking Walter's hand in his he looked at the young man's handsome face, "What happened son? Why didn't you call me? You have got to get better, I can't lose another child Walter, my heart can't take it." Tears streamed down his face as he sat hearing nothing but silence in return.