Roderick sang along to the 70's tune on the radio as he and Sarah did the dishes after the large group dinner they had managed to organize.
Sarah watched through her peripheral as Roderick danced with his hips as he sang along to the song while drying the dishes that she'd casually hand him after washing them.
"Le Freak, C'est chic; Freak out!" he danced as he spun around before placing another plate on the stack and looked back at Sarah, continuing to sing as he watched her.
"You are so weird." Sarah muttered as she finished the last dish and handed it to Roderick.
Roderick smirked "You're just jealous that you can't move like me!" he said with a wink.
Sarah laughed hard "No! No, I can dance, I just can do it professionally and not look like an idiot."
"Is that a blonde joke?" Roderick asked, pointing a finger at her.
Sarah shook her head "No. Just being honest." She remarked as she turned off the sink and turned to Roderick as he took the stack of plates and put them in their place.
The two followers stared each other down for a moment before Roderick turned off the radio "And on that note, I'm gonna go find Louise." He said as he wiggled his eye brows at her before leaving the kitchen.
Sarah smirked as she turned back around to the sink and began to wipe all the water that had accumulated along the counters while she embraced the new silence in the room, a small sigh of relief on her face when she threw the towel aside and turned around only to gasp at the surprise in front of her.
"Oh, wow—I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you." Mike said, raising his hands in a defensive manner.
Sarah let a small smile out "No, it's okay. I just didn't hear you." She said.
Mike nodded "Next time, I'll try and be more noticeable." He said with a faint smile.
Sarah let a gentle nod out before looking the man over for a moment, she began to feel her heart race "Do you need something?" she asked him.
"Glass of water?" Mike asked simply.
The young woman turned away from Mike as she grabbed a clean glass from the cupboard and turned on the tap to fill it up; she could hear him slowly approaching her as she turned off the faucet and handed him the glass as he stood next to her.
Sarah pushed herself away from the sink and walked around the isle if only to get away from the FBI agent that was invading her space.
She could feel the heat radiating off his body which made Sarah feel awkward as she tried not to blush in front of him.
Mike turned to her after taking a sip "So…" he trailed off.
"So?" Sarah asked.
They stared each other down as Mike played with his glass "A nurse. Do you currently work anywhere?" he asked her.
Sarah hummed before shaking her head "I used to. But I quit to come here." She explained to him.
"That's cool. Where did you used to work?" Mike asked her.
"Richmond. St. Marys Hospital, in the E.R." Sarah said, leaning against a cabinet.
Mike nodded, taking another sip of his water before opening his mouth when two people stormed in, causing both their attentions to turn to the new additions to the room.
"Sarah!" someone yelled as she turned to Sarah, holding Charlie close to her.
Sarah gasped once again "Oh, my god—Charlie! What happened?" she asked, going into nurse mode and shifting her attention to the bleeding follower in front of her.
"I had an accident." Charlie muttered.
Sarah frowned "Charlie, why do you do this to yourself?" she asked, guiding him out of the kitchen and to the dining room to sit him down; she turned to the follower standing next to her and demanded the first aid kit.
She grabbed a towel and pressed against Charlies' bleeding arm, sighing heavily as she shook her head at Charlie "Charlie." She said sympathetically.
"Is he alright?" she heard coming from the kitchen.
Sarah turned to see Mike standing by the entrance into the dining room, she nodded before turning back to Charlie "Yeah, he'll be okay…" she muttered, smiling at the man sitting next to her.
Mike nodded before putting his glass of half drunken water on a counter "Well, I should be going." He said.
"Okay." Sarah said, not looking away from Charlie and his obvious self inflicted wound.
She felt Mike walk past her as he said 'goodbye' to Charlie and left the room just as the other follower slammed the first aid kit on the table and opened it.
Sarah laid in her bed, rubbing her eyes as she continued to fight her drowsiness; she didn't know why she was, it was pushing 1 in the morning but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to turn off her lamp and sleep.
"Fuck!" she muttered as she pushed the sheets away from her body and got out of bed, beginning to pace around her room if only to do anything.
As she paced back and forth in her bedroom, she thought about the day and the introduction of Agent Weston; she let a small smile escape her lips as she thought about him.
She didn't know what the intrigue was about him, he was just another follower; and she tried to feed herself lies about how he was probably just like Roderick: egotistical, cocky, and a bit of a jerk.
In the midst of her pacing, a light knock came to her door; Sarah turned to the door gently wondering who it could possibly be.
"Who is it?" she called out.
"It's Emma."
Sarah walked to the door and opened it gently "What?" she asked bluntly.
Emma was taken aback, Sarah was not one with a attitude so she did take an offense to it "What's your problem?" she asked in return.
"Nothing's my problem!" Sarah remarked.
Emma huffed "Okay. Whatever. Are you alright?" she asked.
Sarah raised an eye brow, Emma usually didn't concern herself with the wellbeing of others, even her best friend which alarmed Sarah.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Why?" Sarah asked as she crossed her arms.
Emma shrugged "Well, I came upstairs and your light was still on—and you're usually in bed by 11 so I just wanted to check in and make sure you were alright."
"Since when do you care about how I am?" Sarah asked.
"I just…I care. I always care!" Emma said, back tracking as she did.
Sarah sighed "Well, I'm fine. I just can't sleep."
"Is this about Charlie?" Emma quipped.
Sarah squinted her eyes "What?"
Emma huffed as she pushed her way into Sarahs' room before she shut the door "I heard about what happened to Charlie tonight and I figured maybe you were losing sleep over him." She suggested.
"Charlie is fine. He is not the reason why I cannot sleep, okay?" Sarah remarked.
Emma nodded "Okay. Fine. So what's keeping you up? Something has to." She said, crossing her arms.
Sarah shook her head "Nothing. It's just…I'm tired, but I can't sleep! We've all been there." She said, slowly getting annoying by her friend.
Emma nodded "Yeah. Been there." She muttered as she began to pace around Sarahs' room.
Sarah watched Emma, something wasn't right, Emma usually gave Sarah snide remarked and left her alone, but this was new.
"Is everything alright with you?" Sarah asked cautiously.
Emma bit her lip before clearing her throat "Jacob keeps calling." She admitted.
Sarah raised an eye brow "And?" she asked.
"…and…nothing! He just keeps leaving these depressing 'where are you' voicemails. He keeps asking why I left them there and it's because Roderick told me to." Emma said.
"You don't have to justify anything to me. We do what we have to do to make sure everything goes off with a bang…even if that means unload the baggage." Sarah remarked.
Emma looked up at Sarah "How'd you get so smart?" she asked with a smile.
"I've always been smart, you've just never listened!" Sarah quipped.
Emma huffed "Well, then…" she said, stopping in place before turning to face the door "I'll let you get back to not sleeping." She said before leaving, Sarah escorting her out.
Sarah sighed as she locked her bedroom door, she didn't want any more disturbances for the night as she decided to try lying on the bed again if just to rest for thirty minutes.
