Chapter 4: Moving On

Things might be back on track for Toby and Happy, but that doesn't mean everything is easy and will always work out. But when you find the one you're meant to be with, everything turns out fine.

Note: The last chapter. Thank you to everyone who read this. I know, at times, it was hard to read, especially after what happened. But I'm so glad that you read this! I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and I hope you like it as much as I liked writing it :-)

The Christmas season was supposed be a fun and joyous time of year. Yet for Toby, all he felt again this year was like a Scrooge. The Santa's on every street corner asking for money made him mad, the kids crying and begging for toys annoyed him, the jolly Christmas carols playing everywhere made him wish he were deaf. To him, why was there a need to put all this work, all the emphasis on being merry, in to one day? If anything, this season created more problems than it fixes. It points out the struggles family's have while trying to create the perfect Christmas for their kids, it points out the loneliness of people who don't have anyone, and it points out the greediness of today's society.

"What's the point of any of this, if just one day later, everyone goes back to their normal lives?" Toby thought, taking another sip from his whiskey.

He just couldn't get into the Christmas spirit, no matter how hard Paige tried. It didn't help that he had done something to piss Happy off. Up until a week ago, Toby was actually looking forward to Christmas this year, his first Christmas with the love of his life, their first Christmas actually together. But then, everything changed. Happy started acting odd, ignoring him when he tried to talk to her, declining his invitations to dinner, and never replying to his texts. She even started staying back at her place again, something she hadn't done in over a month. He asked her what he had done, but she just told him nothing and she was busy, so he had to get out. She had only made brief eye contact with him that day and it was only after he had escaped two gunmen trying to blow up a local power plant where they had recently been fired. Other than that, it was as if he didn't exist.

Even at their annual Christmas Eve dinner, she sat on the opposite end of the table, never once looking up from her plate. He didn't know what he did, but whatever it was, it was huge, especially for her to ignore him. Ever since that failed proposal, they had worked on being open and honest in their relationship, working through their problems together. So this threw Toby off. She hadn't acted like this since before they started dating.

He topped off his glass of whiskey and slung it back, needing the fire in his throat to distract him from his thoughts. He looked around the garage and all he saw was happy faces. Walter and Paige had recently decided to give it a go and they were privately exchanging gifts with Ralph, arms wrapped around each other, sharing intimate smiles. Toby almost felt like he was intruding by watching them. Sly and Cabe were playing a game of cards, laughing and sharing stories, connecting in a way only two people who have lost loved ones can do. There was a fondness on their faces as they told story after story, enjoying each other's company. And Happy, he looked over at her workspace, and Happy wasn't there. He hadn't seen her leave, but he assumed she went to her dad's workshop to spend a few hours with him. And here he was, sitting alone at his desk, a bottle of whiskey the only thing keeping him company.

In this past, around this time of year, Toby would be drowning his sorrows gambling, but he hadn't been lying when he told Happy a few months ago that it didn't hold the same appeal anymore. He really didn't want to gamble. He had stopped going to his therapist a few weeks back, truly believing he didn't need to go anymore. He thought he was finally in a good place, the worry about something going wrong between him and Happy long gone. But then whatever happened and here he was, once again feeling darkness clouding him. He didn't even bother with pouring the whiskey this time, he just brought the bottle to his lips and took a long pull.

"Hey, Doc?" a quiet voice called out.

Toby glanced around, but didn't see anyone. Great, he must be hearing things now.

"Doc," the voice said again, this time stronger and louder.

Toby looked to the stairs leading to the roof and there was Happy, standing there wringing her hands. He stared at her, waiting to see what she wanted.

"Can you come up here?" she asked, not even waiting for his response before turning to head back to the roof.

Toby blinked slowly and shook his head, still not sure he wasn't imagining it. He looked at the whiskey bottle and noted he really didn't drink that much. He looked at the stairs again but didn't see Happy. A soft thud of the door to the roof closing was his only sign that she had really been there. He stood up, shrugged on his jacket, and climbed the stairs, his heart beating fasting, scared about what was to come.

When he got up there, he first thing is saw was Happy. She was standing in the middle of the roof, the soft glow from the lanterns made it so he could just barely see her. She was shifting her weight from one foot to the other, looking nervous. His breath was taken away as he walked toward her, she still was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

"Hap, I'm sor-"

"Listen, we-"

They both started at the same time. They shared a nervous chuckle.

Happy took a deep breath and began again, a nervous tinge to her voice, "Listen, Toby, we need to talk."

Toby swallowed hard as he felt his stomach drop, "Happy, I'm sorry. For whatever I did, I'm sorry. But we can work this out," he said reaching for her hand.

Confusion crossed Happy's face, her brow furrowed in the way Toby loved, "What? You didn't do anything, did you?"

Now Toby was confused, "I don't know, but you've been ignoring me, which you normally only do when you're mad."

Happy gave a short laugh, "Oh that, no. I've just had a lot on my mind and like I said, we need to talk." She pulled her hand away from Toby's and turned around, taking a deep breath. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately and this," she turned and gestured to the two of them, "isn't working the way it should be."

Toby felt like his legs were going to give out on him, he slowly walked to the table, leaning on it for support, "What are you saying?"

Happy tucked her hair behind her ear, "I've been wracking my brain, trying to figure out how to do this, but I couldn't. So I figured I would just come out with it." She reached around her neck for the clasp of the necklace she wore everyday and pulled it off, fisting it in her hand. "I don't think I should wear this around my neck anymore." She tried to hand the necklace, with the customized ring on it, to Toby.

Toby sank into the chair, shaking his head fervently, refusing to take it from Happy.

Happy stepped towards him and took his hand, forcing it open. She place the necklace in his hand. "I don't think you're hearing me. I said I don't think I should wear-"

"No, I heard you," Toby said haggardly.

"-this around my neck anymore. My neck Toby," Happy emphasized, a small smile gracing her lips.

Toby's eyes grew wide, "What?"

Happy let out a nervous chuckle, "It doesn't feel right to wear it around my neck, when all I want is for it to be on my finger. What we have right now is so great, wonderful even, but it's not enough anymore. I want more with you Toby. I want us to get married and take the next step. I love you and I want to make what's between us permanent. Today, I thought I lost you yet again and that terrified me. I never got to tell you how much you mean to me and how much I want to be with you in every way possible. I want to share your name and start a family with you, whatever that means. I want people to know that you belong to me and I belong to you. That used to scare me, but not anymore. But mostly, I just want you, forever."

Toby sat there, shocked.

"Uh, are you going to say anything? Because now would be the time to do it," Happy said nervously.

Toby shook his head, almost as if he were trying to convince himself this were real, "I, uh, I thought you were going to break up with me."

Happy took a step back, her hand flying to her chest as if it pained her to even think of that, "What? No! God, no. I love you Toby, always. You're it for me. There will never be anyone else for me, of this I'm certain."

Toby was still in shock, "But you've, you've been ignoring me this week. I thought I did something to piss you off."

Happy laughed and stepped towards him, taking his face between her hands, "No, you did nothing. I was trying to figure out how to do this, but obviously I messed it up. You know I'm not good at stuff like this."

Toby's face broke out into a smile, "You really want to do this? Really get married?"

Happy nodded, a grin on her face and leaned down to kiss Toby gently, "I figured, last Christmas worked out for us pretty well, with doing things in reverse, so why not this Christmas too? It didn't work out when you proposed, but now we having nothing stopping us, so I'm asking you. And before you say the logic doesn't make sense, I know, but it just feels right."

Toby laughed and stood up, wrapping her in his arms. He pulled her close to him and kissed her again, this time lazily and loving, like they never had to stop.

When they pulled apart, both were out of breath and they couldn't stop staring at each other. Matching grins were on their faces. Words weren't being spoken, but they were having a private conversation. Their eyes were telling each other everything they felt, everything they didn't know how to explain.

"God, I love you, Happy," Toby murmured before kissing her again.

"I love you too," Happy said quietly, "So Toby, you still haven't answered me. Will you please marry me and finally put that ring on my finger where it belongs?"

Toby's grin grew even wider, "Of course I'll marry you. That's not even a question."

Happy didn't think she could get any happier, but she did the second she heard him say that. It was really happening. They were going to get married and she knew she would always have him.

She stood there, waiting expectantly for him to make the next move, but he just stood there, holding her in his arms, placing soft kisses on her head, face, and neck. She leaned into him, hoping to get his attention. He looked up and gave her a goofy smile.

"I didn't think I could be this happy," he said.

"Me either, but I think you're forgetting something."

Toby looked at her, a confused look on his face. Happy tilted her head to the table and raised her eyebrows. It took Toby a second, but then he realized what she was saying. He let her go and grabbed the necklace. He tried to pull off the ring, but the necklace got tangled. Happy laughed as he tried to unknot the chain. Finally he got the necklace fixed and pulled off the ring, but then he dropped it and it went sliding under the table. Toby groaned and Happy laughed harder. Toby dropped down on all fours, searching for the ring.

"Nothing can ever be easy, can it?" Toby grumbled, standing back up.

Happy shook her head, "Nope, but it'll make for a great story."

"That's for sure," he said taking her left hand in his own, "So you're sure about this? You really want to marry me and become Mrs. Curtis?"

Happy rolled her eyes and bit her lip, nodding excitedly, "Yes, numbnuts. I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't sure."

"Good," Toby said with a smile, sliding the ring on her finger.

When it was on, he lifted her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on her finger. Then he leaned down and kissed Happy again, a kiss filled with excitement for the future.

Happy pulled back slightly and smirked, "I'm still thinking about the name though. Not sure if I want Quinn-Curtis or just Curtis."

Toby smiled, "Whichever, I don't care, as long as there's Curtis in there. You're mine now, there's no going back."

Happy pulled his head down, "Surprisingly, that doesn't scare me," she whispered before kissing him again.

They stayed up on that roof, wrapped around each other, sharing deep languid kisses for a long while, not quite ready to share their news yet. Content just to be together, holding one another. When they finally made their way downstairs and shared the news, a celebration took place. As Toby looked around at the garage, this time he could share in the excitement. He knew every year after this, Christmas would always be a happy time. He pulled Happy close and kissed her temple. She looked up at him and they shared a tender smile. Yeah, Christmas really was going to be the most wonderful time of year.


It had almost been six months since Toby and Happy got engaged. And they hadn't planned a single thing. Whenever anyone asked them about it (Paige), they just smiled and shrugged, saying they were working on it. It wasn't like they didn't try to plan, but every time they made plans to sit down and talk about it, another lifesaving job required their attention.

They weren't just sitting and doing nothing though, things had changed. Happy had moved in with Toby a week after they got engaged. Both of them didn't want to spend anymore time apart. Once Happy had settled in, Toby convinced her to get a dog. A trial run for the future when they had kids, he said. When he said that, a terror ran through Happy. She knew Toby would want to start a family, but she thought she would have time to get used to it. So she brought up her concerns to Toby, which he laughed about, reassuring her that kids were far in the future. But he did really want a dog, so Happy gave in and they rescued a two year old mutt. Happy denied it, but everyone could tell that she loved that dog, sometimes even more than Toby.

That day, the team had had an extremely difficult case. The wife of a wealthy businessman had been kidnapped and sold to a sex trafficker. Scorpion had to find the wife and shut down the trafficking operation in only a matter of hours. It had bothered the whole team, but especially Happy. When the lady's husband though he would never see her again he broke down. The pain on his face hurt Happy; she had to walk away, give herself a bit of space. Toby sought her out and he didn't even have to ask, he knew what she was feeling. He didn't say anything, instead choosing to hug her close, silently telling her everything was going to be ok.

When they got back to the garage, Happy motioned for Toby to follow her upstairs. When they were alone on the roof, Happy pulled Toby's head down to hers, kissing him forcefully. Toby responded, kissing her back with just as much passion. When they were out of breath, they separated, but kept their foreheads pressed together.

"Let's get married," Happy breathed.

Toby smiled, "We are already planning on it."

Happy shook her head, a serious look on her face, "No, I mean now. Let's get married now. We could go down to the courthouse and be married in a half hour. Or if you want, we could go to Vegas. I don't care, I just don't want to wait any longer."

Toby kissed her gently, "I don't want to wait either, but I want this to be special. I want it to be a day we both look back on fondly, a day we can remember forever."

"But Toby-" Happy whined.

"Why the sudden urgency?" Toby asked.

Happy wrapped her arms around his waist, letting him hold her again, "Today got me thinking. The fear that man felt is what I feel anytime you're in danger. It scares me so much. I'm not saying marrying you will make it go away, but at least I'll get to be your wife, for however long I can be. If anything were to happen to you, I'll always regret not being able to marry you. I can't wait anymore, Toby. I want to marry you. I want to be your wife. We've wasted enough time, I think it's time we finally get married."

Toby smiled softly and kissed the top of her head, "I get it. I'm always terrified that I won't get to marry you, that something will happen and I'll never get to say I'm your husband. So let's do it. But give me a week, that's all I'm asking. I want it to be perfect. I mean we don't even have rings."

Happy kissed his jaw and pulled back, "Actually, we do."

Toby quirked an eyebrow at her.

Happy dug into her jeans pocket and pulled out two rings, "They were my parents. My dad gave them to me last week. He thought we might like to use them."

Toby grinned at her, "That's perfect, Happy. Your parents loved each other more than anything, just like I love you. I would be honored to use them."

Toby took the rings from Happy to get a better look. His ring was just a plain, white gold band, while her's was matching. The only difference was the small diamond chips all around the band in the ring Happy was to wear. Toby leaned down to kiss Happy again.

"So one week?" Happy asked excitedly.

Toby nodded, "One week."

A week later, everything was set. Happy was about to go out on that roof and marry Toby. The week had been chaotic, but they had done it. They had planned the perfect wedding for them. It was nothing fancy, but it was them. Paige helped Happy find the perfect dress - a simple lace dress ending at her knees, not too tight, but not too poofy. Happy had refused to wear heels, but she let Paige talk her into simple white flats. Neither Toby, nor her were big on flowers, but they had decorated the roof with candles, a few vases of flowers, and fairy lights. Originally Happy thought it was silly and would look stupid, but as she saw it all come together, she couldn't stop from tearing up - it was simple and perfect. Toby had pulled strings with connections Happy didn't know he had and managed to get a cake and food for the small wedding. And Paige had an old friend who was a photographer that owed her a favor. Everything worked out perfectly.

As Happy made her way up the stairs, her dad at her side, she could hear soft music playing. Toby had created a playlist of music they both loved and he and Walter had wired the sound system up on the roof. It made her grin, thinking about how determined those boys were to do the wiring themselves, when she could've had it done in less than an hour. But Toby just kissed her and said that he wanted her to focus on herself before the wedding and he would handle it. It took them all afternoon, but they had finally figured it out.

"You ready, kiddo?" Happy's dad asked, squeezing her hand.

Happy smiled and nodded, "I'm more than ready."

Happy took her bouquet from Paige and smiled when she saw what was wrapped around the stems of the flowers. It was a piece of paper with Toby's doctor scrawling on it - "I love you and can't wait until we're married. I've been waiting for this day since the day I met you. You amaze me and I can't believe I'll get to introduce you as my wife. You're everything I ever wanted and everything I thought I never deserved. I love you, soon to be Mrs. Curtis ;-). P.S. Made you look."

Happy chuckled when she saw that, a warmth filling her as she thought of Toby standing out there waiting for her. The door opened and Happy stepped out. She didn't look around at the decorations or the faces of the people she considered her family. Instead, all she saw was Toby, his eyes locked on hers. He mouthed, "I love you" as Happy walked closer and when she didn't reach him quick enough, Toby stepped towards her, grabbing her hand and pulling her to him. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, unable to stop himself, as Happy looked up at him with love in her eyes. It took them awhile, but they had finally gotten here. They had more problems than any couple should ever have to face, but it brought them to where they were now. As Happy looked up at Toby, all she could think of was how she finally had everything and she always would. No matter what happened, as long as they had each other, they could get through anything.

The wedding was a blur to Happy, as she could only focus on Toby. Before she knew it, Toby was leaning down to kiss her, a soft, gentle, promise of a kiss. Her hands went to his hair, keeping his lips pressed to hers for a second longer.

"Finally," Toby murmured against her lips, grinning like a fool.

Happy grinned back, ignoring the cheers around them, "Finally," she whispered back before kissing him again, knowing she could do this everyday for the rest of her life.