Movie Set, 10.21
"Yes Walt?"
"How's your wound?"
"Better. You need my help for a case?"
"Yeah. Toby got busy with the kid again. I need you to analyze these people's behavior. I'll send you a video."
"What am I looking for?"
"Cabe got his job back from homeland. Somebody tried to terminate the whole honey bees around the area. We need to find the person with the bad intention and preserve those bees."
Morgan takes a look at the footage and noticing someone who's not supposed to be there. "This man. Grey sweater, tall guy. Wearing a reading glasses. That's your guy."
"Alright. I'm gonna dig into this guy and see what's his play. Thanks for your assistance."
"Not a big deal. I really want to be on a case. Shooting is boring. Not really my thing."
"But like what you said. Jade never bail out."
"Yeah, right. Anyway I need to..."
"You got a plan tonight?"
"Umm. No. What? You got something?"
"Sly bail out from this tech convention. He got a flu and you know how he reacts. I'm having a seminar there."
"Who's the speaker?"
"Me. But I need Sly's ability to calculate fast. It's a part of our presentation. As Scorpions."
"Alright, alright. But I'm not gonna be on stage okay? I don't like people talking about me being a genius in public."
"Deal. Pick you up at 5?"
"5 will be good."
Jakarta, 16.12
"Oliver! Ah, my sweet pal."
"Hello Red!" They both share a hug and embrace each other. "I remember we were drinking tuak that night at this exact same place. What a wonderful time. How's your business? Good?"
"Not good. But Great! Haha. Anyway what bring you here?"
"A favor brother, a favor."
"A favor on what?"
"You are in witness protection, you know how things worked. I need you to protect someone."
"Red, I'm no longer there."
"You are? Since when?"
"Since I failed you. The incident on the campfire. I failed to warn you."
"I know. But you're the very few people that I trust when it comes to witness protection."
"I wish I can help you. But... let me see what I can do. Alright?"
Halleway Tech Convention, 18.15
"Is it always like this?"
"What?"
"You guys, gather with another genius?"
"Well, sometimes. But now it's more less. You know, we usually go with full team. But since Paige isn't here...."
"I'm sorry." Morgan put her hand on his shoulder. "Don't be. It's okay now.... I guess. Since people who are responsible now in prison.....umm... Sorry.... I didn't intend to..."
"Hey, I got it. She's my mom. But I barely know her. She's also kind of evil considering what she and Pete did to... David. Anyway, it seems fun you know... gathering with your fellow.. geniuses."
"Yeah. Haha. Well, I used to be cocky about it. But we're just.... normal around each other. I guess. Don't you have your own fellow in CIA?"
"Yeah, we did... But... We're more like a milk cow. Separated, put into each of our chamber, different project. I didn't talk with them. No company gathering or some sort."
"That sucks."
"Yeah. Glad I almost kill myself for getting myself out." Walter snaps a finger in front of her. "Hey. That's messed up."
"Just kidding. But still, bless in disguise."
"Hey! Walter!" Jeremy Kroskov who's always been a rival to Scorpions comes to once again mock him. "Where's the paranoid boy, Sly?"
"Shut up Jeremy."
"Well, well, well, who is this behind.....whoa. Jade Emerson. What a surprise."
"Hello... Jeremy. Are you always an asshole?" Walter chuckles soon as he hear those words from her. "Well. Good luck Walter. You need that to beat the vote. An actress, in tech convention? Really?" He smirks and leaving both Morgan and Walter preparing for their presentation.
"Thanks for the words."
"It was nothing. He's an asshole. You know what? I'm sure Scorpions lose from him last year, purely because of his mouth. I can help you with that."
"With what?"
"Slick tongue.....a presentation." She takes the blueprint of Walter's rocket design and study it carefully. "What you got in mind?"
"A more compelling visual."
"Wait, are you making a 3D projector?"
"Yes. Would you help? I meed more...more of these glasses."
Federal Prison, 18.10
Lorraine is just sitting there, no windows, no sound. All she had is just her book that Dembe brought her a couple days ago. And also a Diary. The fact that she was exposed is compelling enough for her to think that Morgan is dead. And to think that Red haven't visit her for awhile suggest her that he's doing something about that.
She had no perceptions of life, time, and even the room itself. She feels numb. Until someone slip a letter to her cell.
Sorry I can't gave you answer. Furthermore, a peace of mind. All I can tell you is this: it's not over. Yet. — R
She tries to peak outside of her cell, wondering who gave her this letter. It must be one of Reddington's guy, but she wants to be sure. But she can't see anyone from the gap of her door. "What is it Red... Tell me what is it...."
Halleway Tech Convenient, 19.00
"Umm... Let me introduce...." Morgan quickly get the mic from Walter's hand. "Walt. May I?" She takes the stage and then switch on a trigger, makes the whole auditorium into a rocket simulation. Within seconds, people start to be amazed on how real the experience is.
"Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to introduce you PD-02. This whole rocket experience was design by our dearly Walter O'Brien." She turn another switch which gives them the upbeat music and people start to cheer up. "Walt, your stage." She winks and giving him a place to talk. "Thank you... Ms.Emerson."
It makes her so happy to see Walter talks with such confidence, spirit that she wished to see from such a genius mind like him. He's standing there, explaining everything from the person who inspired him to make that rocket, to the future he's planning ahead. All with full attention from the audience.
"And for that reason. I'm hopeful you all to kindly give your vote, and help me to make those visions to real life. Thank you." He quickly got the standing applause, "Oh, and this wonderful realistic presentation was brought to you by my dearest friend, Jade Emerson." He welcome her and she looks at Jeremy in the from row. Walk to him and whispering, "You see how easy it is to win people with excitement? Next time you're mocking Scorpions, remembered how I beat you up with a bunch of glasses and 5 dollar stock music." She smirks, "Good night Mr. Kroskov."
The Garage, 21.02
"No, no, your rocket is great. I was helpful with the presentation. That's all." She pour another glass and swallow it all. "But still, you helped me. So this...is also a celebration for you. I got the majority of the vote and my project is closer to its realization because of the fundings."
"Alright. For Scorpions." She raise her glass alongside with Walter. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Walter's bright eyes as he talk about the project.
"Anyway, what works you do with that rocket?"
"That? To be honest.... I just want to launch it to space as a tribute for Paige."
"So PD-02 huh? Paige's initial."
"That's right. I feel like it would be the closure for me. To heal my guilt. She loves stars."
"Yeah. I could understand that. When David died, the first thing that I did was exactly what David always love. I feed those pigeons. I hate pigeons.." She chuckles. "David always told me to move on in case he died before me. Damn it, he made me promise. If it's up to me, I wouldn't have a will to stay alive."
"Morgan."
"Yeah?" Walter put his glass and step closer, "Would you promise something?"
"What is that?"
"You would never hurt yourself intentionally again." His eyes locked with hers, a frozen gaze and a couple words escaped her mouth, "I promise." And with those words their lips collapsed.
In between the kiss, she departed, "What, what's wrong Morgan?"
"No, not here."
"Upstairs?"
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The Motherboard (The Blacklist x Scorpion)
Fanfiction[BOOK 1 COMPLETED ON JUL 28, 2020] After a tragedy in which Paige became a collateral damage, the group of geniuses were falling apart. The only reason for them to keep going is Ralph's wish for Scorpion. Meanwhile Raymond Reddington who's a notorio...
