More Problems (Scorpion)

Chapter 3 Walter's P.O.V.

I wake up in a dark room with poor lighting. I feel pain everywhere but it hurts more in my left leg and right arm. I see blood. My blood from my stomach and near my heart. My head hurts like hell probably have a concussion I think to myself. Too much pain. I blackout.

Paige's P.O.V.
I wake up in the garage with everyone and Ralph around me except Walter. "Where is Walter?!" I said. Wait he was lying on the ground bleeding to death and had a broken arm and leg. "What was the last thing you saw Paige?" Toby said. "I saw Walter on the ground bleeding badly with his arm and leg in a odd way". "Did you get a look at the person who did this?" Cabe said. "Not really" I said. "All though I heard a familiar voice besides Walter's". "Do you know who's voice was that?" Sylvester and Happy said. "I can't remember everything still. My head is really killing me though" I said as I put my hand against my head. "Where is Walter???!!!!" I said loudly realizing that he is not here. "We don't know!!" The team said. "Ralph what did you see and hear son?" Cabe said. "I heard my mom running down the stairs and Walter yelling for her to run. My mom calls his name while I go to see what is going on. I was hearing glass smashing and other things being smashed" .I closed my eyes while Ralph was talking. "After all the yelling stopped. I could see the man the back of him though". "What color hair did he have and how tall do you think he was?" Cabe asked while he was writing stuff down on his notepad. "He had like a dark blonde hair and maybe 5'10 or 5'11". Ralph said as he hugged me. "Alright let's get to work but we need to find Walter fast because if he was bleeding out bad he may not have much time left" Toby said. "Keep looking more into this description that Ralph gave. Paige, Ralph try to get some rest for right now see if you guys can think of anything else" Cabe said. How am I supposed to fall asleep when my fiancé is in danger I think to myself. I look at my ring. I twirl it around my finger. Please don't die on me Walter. You need to know what I have been trying to tell you. I'm......

(Meanwhile somewhere far from the garage) Walter's P.O.V.
I wake up again feeling even worse. Bleeding even getting worse. Getting hard to breathe. I hear a familiar voice "you son of a bitch" I said as he walks in. It's it's.......