It's been 3 days and some change since We lost Toby.
We found out where Collins was keeping him, but I wasn't allowed to go with the FBI to find him. We also found Cabe a this morning. He called Walter an-
Suddenly a bunch of people with jackets that say FBI on the back come into the garage. It makes my heart jump. What if they couldn't find Toby! What if they found him dead! I feel a tear fall down my cheek.
I go into the kitchen excluding myself from reality, pretty much what I've been doing for the past 82 hours, and before I met Toby.
I try to make myself coffee, but 1.) nobody likes Carmel coffee, well unless your Walter, and 2.) it's never as good as the coffee Toby usually makes me in the mornings before work. Suddenly I feel hands go over my eyes, and a voice say, "guess who's back!" My defense mechanism kicks in and I turn around sharply. Then I see Toby smiling, and I instantly hug him, crying into his shirt. I'm really glad nobody's in here. Toby is the only person I will ever cry in front of. We stay in the amazing hug for at least 3 minutes. If you're wondering how I know this, I'm facing a clock. I look into his dark eyes, and then realize we are all alone, so I kiss him. It's not just any original kiss, it's deeper than usual. He picks me up and sets me on the counter. As you can tell this was a very deep kiss. I won't go into anymore detail.
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Night Train (A Quintis fanfic)
FanfictionSo this was rewritten from the first time I wrote this. If you read it before now I suggest rereading the full story. Thx! Scorpion has another assignment. It doesn't seem like that hard of a mission, but little do they know... By the way I don't ow...
