The Motherboard (The Blacklist x Scorpion)

21. Patrick Jane

The Garage, 14.10

"So Dembe was here, drop this woman here and take off?" Sylvester tries to process the whole deal with Laila. "Walter, did you not seeing this?"
"Seeing what?"
"This...Laila.... Strikingly looked like Paige. With a black hair."
"No she's not." Walter looks at Laila and can't lie to himself that she does look like her. "Ah, come on. Toby? Happy? Don't you think she looks like Paige?"
"To me? Absolutely. Right Quinn?"
"She does."

"You guys are messing with me." Toby then whisper to him, "Walter, I'm telling you, her looks, soon or later will get you. Now... I know you likes Morgan, and she's probably too genius to respond to that feeling. That's why I think... Maybe you'll get to Laila. Because Morgan is hard to get."
"What are you talking about? Morgan and I are just friends."
"I told you this million times Walt, you can't lie with me. Trust me, I know."
"Whatever Toby. We got a case and we need to focus okay. In the meantime, Laila needs to be around us. She's our new accountant. She'll deal with our money and also dealing with people."
"You mean like Paige?"
"Oh shut up. It was Morgan's idea to hire this woman. Not me."
"Just saying O'Brien."

Jakarta, 12.15

"Hold on. So you're saying that....you worked with CIA, your mom is in a shadow organization, and your father is the most wanted person Raymond Reddington? And you're not kidding at all?"
"No. It's all the truth."
"God. All I know about you is you marry David Stefensson. Who was a CIA as well.... How can I not know that?"
"It was classified. The project was."
"So now they're hunting you, got your dad as a hostage, while your mom in prison?"
"Yes. You told me your life is a mess huh? What do you think of mine?"
"It was a chaos." He giggles. "Haha. I know. I know. I'm sorry to drag you into this dangerous situation Patrick. I have no choice. Like I said, it cost Josephine's life. That's why I'm living her life. She was trying to help me."
"When I got Andi saying your name but then I saw Josephine's face, I should've known that it means you're in trouble."
"What do you mean?"
"Josephine called me some times ago. Telling me, that you're probably needs some help. She believes that I can help. But I told her I couldn't. I was a fugitive as well, I had nothing to offer back then. So I told her I can't do anything. And the next thing, I heard you died in Philippines. I feel... terrible. Until today. When you came to me with Josephine's face. That's when I know it was Josephine who died. She was a con, I am a con. I know how she thinks. That the best option to get away from trouble is actually becoming someone else."
"Yes...the best getaway. But I lost her."
"I know. It was horrible. I lost both my wife and kid. I know how that feel for you to lost David and Josephine."
"I'm sure you know." She sighed and then stand up to get some water, but her leg is still unsteady.

"Careful!" Patrick quickly got her arms and lift her. "I'll get that for you. You...sit still."
"Thank you." He hands her a glass of water, and watch her as she drinks. "What? Something is wrong?"
"No... It's just funny."
"What funny?"
"It is indeed Josephine's face. But the eyes..... I still can recognize yours." Morgan puts down the glass and coughed. "I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that."
"What? You think I'm flirting with you?"
"No, it's just..."
"I am not."
"Thank god..."
"I am not flirting with you.. I really miss you." He sighs, "After my wife died... It was... Like the end of my life. So I was hunting for the killer. And then I got him. I killed him. I was very happy to get the justice for them. Months after that... I was on the run... And I dreamt about you. Well, not you entirely, but I remember seeing your eyes on my dream. I thought maybe it was only a flashback. But it seems like it was a sign, considering you're here now. I think...maybe I already found someone after my wife died. And that person is you."
"Patrick...."
"No, that's okay. I'm just letting my feelings out. You know me. I have to. Otherwise I'll be crazy. I'm not pushy about it."
"I know..."
"What about you? Have you find someone else? I mean... After David?"
"Yes, actually.... He's umm... A scientist."
"Well, haha. That's a good thing. You're a scientist too. And how's the progress with Mr. Scientist?"
"It's Walter. His name is Walter. But...no. There is no progress whatsoever. I mean we slept together once.." Patrick chuckles, "Haha. Come on. That's a progress."
"Not really. I think.... he's not over his girlfriend. Also....she died on the same train accident as David. In fact, David was the cause. I feel terribly sorry."
"He's not mad at you if he's agree to sleep with you."
"Well we were drunk....anyway..... I heard him calling out Paige's name in his sleep. So I know. And I decided....maybe..... he's not over her."
"And what about you?"
"What about me?"
"Have you over David?"
"What kind of question is that? I mean, of course not. You'll never recover from that. Both me and Walter. But I know, soon or later we need to find someone. Just....maybe not each other. Because David and my father were the cause of her death. I feel guilty each time I look into his eyes. I don't know.... Just...maybe I'm not worthy for a good man like him"
"Of course you're worthy. You're a good woman."
"No I'm not."
"Morgan, you're the most kind-hearted person that I've ever known. You know me, I meant it. When we were both in the foster house, I saw you helped a lot of kid. Including Josephine. And what you did for her.... couldn't be done by another human being. You throw away everything to set her free." He smiles to her and take her hand. "So you can't say you're not worthy for anyone. Because you are. And you're damn sure a very special kind of person. If it's not for Walter, at least for me."
"Thanks a lot for the good words Patrick, I don't know how to say how grateful I am to have you...." She gets close to him and kiss him. It surprised him but he got along soon enough. He put his hand on her back and lay her down on his bed "Morgan...." He paused, "Morgan, if you want me to stop. Just say it now. Like I said, I'm not pushy about it." She stops to catch her breath, and think.

"For now? I don't think I want you to stop."