Mike was drooling on the couch when Ryan suddenly smacked him across the face, alarming Mike as he sluggishly awoke.
"What?" Mike said in his alerted manner.
Ryan smirked as Mike looked up at him, groggy-eyed and all "…get up, it's pushing noon and your cell phone keeps going off." He said.
Mike rubbed his eye as he reached out and grabbed his phone off the night table and began to read his text messages and look through his missed calls.
"I got to get to work so I am actually going to have to kick you out." Ryan remarked.
He didn't waste any time getting up off the couch and stretching, he did need to get back to his apartment to change clothes and probably take a shower; he just hoped that one of the 5 voicemails was about Sarah.
He went into work late, which was unheard of for the young agent as he walked through the halls and made his way to his desk.
The office that he shared with four other agents gawked at him, staring amongst each other as they watched Mike settle in to his desk.
Mike had come in a little after noon which meant it was going to be a long night to make up for the hours he 'skipped' on top of any 'action' that could occur that day.
"Weston!" he jumped as Agent Donovan approached his desk, Mike knew that he was in trouble for what he did last night, on top of coming in 4 hours late.
This just wasn't his day.
"My office, now!" Donovan hissed before turning around and leaving the office.
Mike looked around the office as the other four agents stared at him before he scuffed them off and walked out of the office.
Mike had gotten the scolding of a lifetime before he was sent back to his office where his four colleges now went missing from the office.
He got to his desk that had gotten a new file with a sticky note on top; Mike looked around before he sat down at his desk and read the sticky note from Deidre.
"Intercepted this this morning, figured you would want to take a look." The note read, Mike sighed as he put the note aside and opened the file that had been filled with surveillance footage.
Mike looked the pictures over as it was obvious who these was concerning as he saw Sarah standing around next to a familiar face, biting her nails.
There two other people with Sarah were obvious, which made his stomach drop as he recognized not only Luke Taylor, but Emma Hill as well.
Mike looked up from the pictures, thinking for a moment before he got up from his seat and rushed towards Deidres' office.
"Mitchell—" Mike barked, sliding on the floor for a moment before he caught himself and walked inside.
Deidre turned to Mike "Yes, sir."
"…can I see the surveillance footage?" Mike asked.
Deidre nodded as she turned back to her computer and began typing away, searching for the footage as Mike stood over her shoulder, waiting to look through it.
"Okay, here." Deidre remarked, starting the playback as Mike watched closely.
He watched as Sarah bit her nails while Emma Hill was talking to her, then Luke Taylor approaches the both of them and the three of them walk out of the frame.
Mike huffed as Deidre stops the footage "We couldn't find them after that." she said, turning to Mike who was still standing behind her.
"Well, I mean, that footage makes it more obvious that it's above Luke Taylor, if Emma Hill is involved then we've got bigger problems." Mike remarked.
Deidre looked at him, it was an infamous look.
"What?" Mike nearly hissed.
"…Joe Carroll is dead." Deidre assured him.
Mike shrugged his shoulders as he backed away from Deidre and out of the office "I know—but something isn't right about this." He said as he left, heading back to his corner.
It was pushing 7 at night as Mike continued to work away at his desk, his co-workers had left at their usual times, and unless something awry happened in the next two hours, Mike expected to be home by 9.
Agent Donovan stomped into Mikes' corner "Weston! We've got a spotting of Taylor and Hill. They were seen about 10 minutes ago in the Farmers Market, lets go!" he remarked, leaving as fast as he came in.
Mike didn't waste any time grabbing his jacket and heading out with Agent Donovan and the small team that they had developed.
Mike noticed that Donovan hadn't mentioned Sarah being spotted as well; was she not there? Did Donovan just neglect to tell him? Did Donovan not care about Sarah?
He shook the thought away as he drove with his fellows agents down the road and towards the Farmers Marker where he hoped that somebody still had an eye on the two serial killers.
The car stopped on the curb and the agents flooded out slowly, trying not to alert the patrons as they spread out to try and find Emma Hill or Luke Taylor.
Mike kept his gun on his hip as he gently looked around, hoping to find Sarah amongst the crowd, but he knew that that wasn't the objective—just an added bonus.
In the middle of his focus, Mike heard a loud scream coming down the marker, causing a frenzy as agents began to run around, guns shown and all.
"WESTON! SOUTH COORIDOR!" a random agent yelled, Mike turned in that direction and began to chase the two individuals running away from the scene.
Mike rushed as fast as he could, with his gun in his hand as he forced his legs to run as fast as possible while the two people in front of him turned a corner.
He grumbled, he hated when they did that, but he continued running, turning the corner only to find one person running away now.
"FBI! FREEZE!" he yelled, still following the person.
The person continued to run until Mike decided to make the decision to stop and fire his gun not at the person by at a nearby pipe, hoping that would stop or slow down the individual.
It was a good hit as the person screaming, tripping on their own foot and falling to the floor.
"FBI…Freeze!" he said, walking towards the individual with his gun still pointed at them.
The persons' face was hidden, but it was obvious that this was a woman—maybe he had just caught Emma Hill?
"Show your face." He demanded.
The young woman showed her face to Mike, causing his stomach to drop as Sarah showed herself to him.
"Mikey…" she muttered.
. "Sarah." He returned.