FBI agents began swarming the apartment as they focused mainly on the door but would occasionally come in to speak with Mike.
Sarah was wrapped in a blanket inside the apartment, still on the bed as she watched her boyfriends' co-workers surround every inch of the place.
"Lenore. I wonder what it means." An agent asked to themselves.
Mike stood next to the agent "It's another one of Poes' work." He simply said, stating the obvious.
Agent Donovan had appeared out of thin air behind Mike "Well, please Agent Weston, continue."
"Lenore is about the death of a young woman, obviously. It's about loss of love, it's about…" Mike began trailing off as a light bulb went off in his mind, he walked back into his apartment and stared at Sarah who was still keeping to herself.
"Oh, no." Mike muttered to himself.
Agent Donovan followed him, looking at Mike, then following his eyes to Sarah.
"What are you thinking, Agent?" Donovan asked.
Mike huffed "…they're threatening Sarah." He muttered.
Agent Donovan looked at Sarah "…you really think that?" he asked.
Mike turned to his superior "Yes. Lenore is about the death of a young woman. It's about hypocrisy, and it's about the tragedy of an early death." He remarked.
Agent Donovan cocked an eye brow "…and how does Sarah fit into all of this?" he asked.
He shrugged his shoulders "I—it's hard to explain. But why would somebody write 'Lenore' on my door otherwise?"
Agent Donovan crossed his arms, looking back at the young agent, and at his lady love, then back to him.
"We'll assign an agent to her, watch out for her until we catch the guy." Donovan assured.
Mike turned his back to Sarah "Did they get any prints off the door?" he asked.
"…just a few partials, but it doesn't look like we'll be able to pin them down to any one person." Agent Donovan remarked.
The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Sarah began calling out for Mike, the agent excused himself and walked over to her.
"Look, I have to be at work in about 4 hours. I'm gonna go back to my place and try and get some sleep." Sarah told him.
Mike nodded "Yeah, okay. Listen, just for safety reasons, you're going to be assigned an agent to look after you until this gets sorted out."
A look of fear struck Sarahs' face, Mike took her hand "Everything is fine, it's just in case."
"Just in case of what, Michael?" Sarah asked sternly.
Mike avoided the question, looking away from Sarah who was becoming furious as Mike refused to respond.
"Michael, you tell me what's going on or it's over!" Sarah threatened.
He began stammering, he couldn't bring himself to tell Sarah the truth; she shook her head at him "Y'know, Ignorance isn't always Bliss, Michael." She hissed, throwing the blanket on his bed and walking past him.
"Sarah, I'm sorry." He said, watching her walk past him.
"Whatever, Weston." She hissed again, grabbing her purse off the couch and storming out of the apartment, passing all the agents as she left.
Mike mentally face palmed himself, standing in his apartment; he just hoped that none of the agents had over heard their argument.
"I'm sorry about that, man." Ryan said on the other end of the phone.
Mike grumbled, lying back in his bed "I just—I don't know why I can't be honest with her when it comes to work. She's a nurse, I know she can take it!"
"You love her. You want her to feel safe." Ryan said, trying to comfort his friend.
Mike took a deep breathe in "I do." He admitted.
Ryan chuckled "Look, just give her a few days, she'll be back." He remarked.
Mike sighed "I hope your right." He said, hearing a beeping in his phone, he pulled his ear away from his phone to see Agent Donovan was calling him.
He put his phone back to his ear "Hey, um, work is calling…I'll have to call you back." He remarked.
"No, rush. Talk to you later, buddy." Ryan remarked before hanging up the phone.
Mike went to the next call "Yes, sir."
"Agent Weston, we just got a call from one of our agents at George Washington University Hospital, we have another victim." Agent Donovan remarked.
Mike sat up in his bed "I'll be right there." He said, hanging up his phone, grabbing everything he needed before heading out to the hospital.
He walked into the hospital with several agents standing around the lobby, Mike pushed past the agents and forward where he found Agent Donovan.
"Ok, so what's the story?" Mike asked.
The superior huffed "Rebecca Hancock, 26, somebody tortured her and then dropped her body off in the hospital parking lot. She was alive when staff found her and brought her in, but she died from her injuries about 30 minutes ago." He stated.
Mike nodded "So is somebody examining the body or what?"
Agent Donovan nodded "Yes."
"And do we have a list of the staff?" Mike asked.
He nodded "Yes, but we've already got some agents talking with them. Plus, I advise that you do not talk with any of the staff that was working on the victim."
"Why not?" Mike asked, raising an eye brow.
"One of the nurses was Sarah Greene." He remarked before walking away.
Sarah? His Sarah? Well not so much his Sarah, not anymore. Mike sighed, walking further into the hospital in hopes of finding Sarah.
Mike walked around the halls for what felt like forever, looking in every window to see if she was in all of them, when he found her in the break room, sitting on a couch.
He opened the door gently, getting her attention as she removed her hands from her face to expose her face; it had been obvious she was crying.
"Hi." She simply said.
Mike cleared his throat "Hi." He said, slowly walking towards her before sitting down on the couch next to Sarah.
Sarah was trying to contain herself, Mike knew that silence was probably the best option for awhile as he took her hand and stroked it.
She began to cry again "I tried, Mike. I tried to save her." She remarked.
Mike was still in silence as he put his arm around her and pulled her close to him "I know you did. But this wasn't your fault." He assured her.
Sarah huffed, trying to stop herself from crying, she wiped tears away as he kissed her forehead, trying to comfort her.
She turned to him "You should get back to work." She told him.
Mike shook his head "No, I'm gonna stick with you for awhile."
Sarah smiled "I'll be fine, Mike. Just go." She said, patting his thigh.
"Listen, Sarah, I-" she interrupted him.
"No. It's okay. Agent Harris told me everything. I can understand where you're coming from with this." She said, assuring him.
Mike nodded "Okay."
They sat in silence for a moment, Mike holding Sarah when she finally pulled away and sighed "I'm gonna get back to work. I'll text you when I get off." She said, getting up off the couch.
"I'll be around for awhile…probably, most likely." He said.
Sarah smiled "Good." She said before leaving the break room.
Mike sat there alone for a moment, his worst fear had come true; his personal life and his work life had collided, and he wasn't sure if it would all recover.