Chapter 1.
Michael is sleeping in his pod soundly as Sarah enters and quietly crawls under the covers; Snuggling in for a sound night's sleep next to her Knight in Shining Armor. He groans and shifts in the bed and she knew she had been caught. In a tired, sleepy voice, "So you couldn't sleep alone again." She curls in more, grabbing his arm, as if it were all she needed for protection. She confidently states, "No I didn't want to sleep alone." She only receives a sigh and she knew that he hadn't even heard the response.
They are both sleeping soundly several hours when Michael's phone rings. It doesn't even stir him, but it brings Sarah to full alertness. "Michael, your phone, answer it," she demands of him.
"Sarah, just pick it up, I'm sleeping." He states in a sleepy tone.
"Fine," She grabs the phone from the night stand, "Hello, Michael Knight's phone, how may I help you?"
"Sarah, oh sorry Mike never…I should hang up now." Billy says in a nervous voice.
"Billy, nothing is happening or has happened. What do you need Mike for?" with shock and surprise in her voice that Billy would think that of Mike and herself.
"Umm, well Zoe and I hit the bars after work and after that we went back to her place and I'm currently on her front steps, drunk."
"Ok, sit tight, see it Zo will let you back in until at least Mike gets there."
"Thank you, so much Sarah, tell Mike I'm so sorry." Billy replied sounding completely relieved.
"No problem, go talk to Zoe, I'll see you in a while." Sarah hangs up the phone, only to be greeted by a tired and aggravated sounding Michael. "What did I just get drug into?"
"Nothing, just pick up Billy, bring him back here."
"Sarah, it's two-thirty in the morning." Mike replies in a whining voice.
"The point your trying to make is?" Sarah retorts in a matter of fact fashion.
"I'm sleeping."
"Apparently not if we're having this conversation," Sarah states, "just go, 20 minutes and you'll be back."
"Fine." He crawls out of bed, grabs a pair of jeans and a hoodie, putting them on before grabbing a slip-on pair of sandals.
"Oh, and Mike don't take Kitt, I shut him down to let him rest and so I can tune him up tomorrow."
"Kitt's not the only one you'll be tuning up." He searches around the dresser for a license. "Sarah, I need a license and all that's up here is one for Mike Traceur, who would technically be a walking, talking dead guy per the federal system," sounding completely aggravated.
"Hold on, computer, license for Michael Knight," the monitor screen loads the image of a license. "Print license for use in the data center. There go and don't get arrested."
He leaves the room and she crawls back into the covers and sleeps soundly.
Billy finally gets Zoe to let him sit inside the house, next to the front door. "I can't believe you interrupted Mike and Sarah, he is so going to be pissed when he gets here," Zoe states laughing slightly.
"No he won't Sarah said they were just sleeping."
"Yeah like that's the truth. Anyway, don't touch anything I'm going to bed, lock the door behind you. Mike should be here soon." She turns sharply and walks down the hallway and into a room closing the door behind her.