"Unbelievable..." Mike wakes up groggily to find Johnny standing over him. "You two are animals."
"What are you talking about Johnny?" Mike mumbles sleepily.
"You two. Keep your clothes on. At least until you get into your room." Johnny grins. Mike realizes he's still lying shirtless on the couch.
"I can't get it back on without help." Mike groans. He is groggy, in pain, and frustrated. Basically not in the mood for whatever Johnny is insinuating. "Besides, the fabric is irritating."
"That Paige's jacket?" Johnny asks suggestively raising his eyebrows.
Mike looks down at the black jacket he'd fallen asleep on top of guiltily.
"Animals." Johnny laughs.
"Can you just help me to my bed?"
"You sure? P's bed is closer." Johnny grins.
"My bed." Mike says firmly. Johnny shrugs and helps Mike limp up the stairs and towards his room. They walk past Paige's empty room and Mike sighs.
"How was she? When I was in the hospital?" Mike asks as they limp past Paige's door.
"What do you mean?" Johnny asks, helping Mike move slowly along.
"Was she worried?" Mike asks lamely.
"We were all worried Mike."
"I know, it's just..." Mike doesn't know how to word what he's asking. He hopes she was a wreck. Maybe that she couldn't come see him in the hospital because she was having an emotional breakdown over him being injured. He knows it's Paige, and that's unlikely, but he can't figure her out. He just can't accept things are over between them. Especially after that kiss.
"Dude she wasn't even here. She'd call in every now and then to get status reports, but up until yesterday I hadn't seen her since Jake's and I left for Mexico with those marked bills." Johnny shrugs.
"Where was she?" Mike asks.
"I don't know." Johnny mutters, "I'm not her boyfriend."
"So you just let her go without backup, without any idea where she was?" Mike starts to get angry. After what happened last time with Jakes, why wouldn't someone provide her support?
"Hey, she made it back safe!" Johnny says defensively, "Things have been crazy around here man. You've been in the hospital. We've been trying to find Sid. Preparing for Solano's trial. Charlie's on bed rest. I'm trying to find Lucia. We still don't know where half the marked bills went."
"God, I have missed so much." Mike groans, realizing that the entire world has changed in the week he's been unconscious. "Can you bring me those reports? I have a lot I need to catch up on."
"Sure man." "Yo and Charlie's having cravings for Hector's, so Briggs is doing a run. You need anything?"
"No. I'm fine." Mike says distractedly, "Just the files."
"Dude, you gotta eat. You're skin and bones here." Johnny says, poking one of Mike's uninjured ribs.
"Fine. Maybe just a taco or something." Mike mumbles, "But I really need those files."
"Yes Sir!" Johnny salutes as he leaves Mike on his bed.
Mike lays back in the bed he thought he'd never be in again and listens to the shower running out in the hall. He lays back and wonders how long Paige'll need to be in there to clean him off of her.