Thank you for the prompt Miss DiNozzo: Mike is getting sick but there's a mission going on, so he tries to hide it and Charlie and Paul mama and papa bear him.
Sorry I haven't been updating this much, it's been a crazy few months. Please keep the ideas coming and I will write as many as I can.
The alarm was loud, it's never usually this loud Mike thought. Mike woke up and saw the sun shining through the window, it was a lovely day but there was one problem. Mike is sick. The pain in his head started yesterday but he didn't tell anyone. His stuffed up nose has gotten worse and every single muscle in his body is protesting to the littlest movements. Mike started to fall asleep again until he heard his door open. It was Briggs.
'Hey Mike, come on man we need to leave soon.' Briggs left the room quickly. Mike groaned into his pillow. He knows that this job is important, he can't miss it.
Mike reluctantly got out of bed and dressed in his undercover clothes.
Charlie, Paige and Briggs were in the kitchen eating pancakes. The smell made Mike feel sick but he tried to hide it. The housemates noticed his pale looking skin and small shivers.
'Are you okay Mike?' Charlie asked from the island.
'Yeah, I'm fine, just had a bad night.' Mike grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and couple of Aspirin. Charlie believed Mike and ate her pancakes.
'Want any pancakes Warren?' Briggs had an apron on and flipping pancakes.
'No, i'll stick to my yogurt, thanks.' Briggs frowned but brushed it off.
'This is good work Mike, we should be up and running in no time.' Vince, a drug lord Mike is investigating, took the bag of drugs out of Mike's hand. Mike is helping Vince set up a meet with one of the biggest drug lords in the country and these drugs were the only way in.
Mike winced a little when Vince started shouting across the warehouse to his buddies. His head was still pounding and started to feel nauseated. He started swaying a bit on his feet but shook it off and followed Vince across the warehouse.
After an hour of talking the mission was finally over. Briggs and the team busted the drug lord and they got taken away.
'Well done Mike, that's another asshole off the street.' Mike and Briggs stood by the car watching Vince and his buddies get taken away. Mike started to cough and before he knew it, he started throwing up on the concrete. Briggs backed away and waited for Mike to stop. When Mike stood back up and wiped his mouth Briggs noticed Mike's pale face and felt concerned.
'Mike, you okay?' Mike just nodded back. He knew if he speaks there would be more vomit.
'I think we need to get you home.' Briggs wrapped Mike's arm around his waist and helped him into the car. Mike rested his head on the back of the seat and closed his eyes. He opened them again when Briggs started driving.
'Why didn't you tell me you were sick.' Briggs had concern in his voice.
'I thought you would be mad and make me go anyway.'
'Mike if your sick you can't work, you need to tell us because it may of been very serious.' Mike responded with a mumble of words. He has fallen asleep.
Briggs pulled up into the driveway at Graceland. Mike woke up when Briggs grabbed him from the car.
They walked into the house and headed straight for the couch. Mike fell down onto the couch and Briggs pulled a blanket over him.
'Do you need anything Mike? water?' Mike put a thumbs up for the water.
An hour later Charlie walked into the house. Briggs was upstairs and a very ill looking Mike was laying on the couch.
'Mike, what's wrong baby?' Charlie brushed some hairs out of Mike's face.
'Just a little sick. If you want the full story, Briggs is upstairs.' Mike's voice was hoarse and pained. Charlie kissed Mike on the forehead and ran upstairs. Briggs told her the full story and Charlie felt worried and concerned for Mike.
Charlie walked downstairs and found Mike in the kitchen getting pills.
'Hey Mike you shouldn't be walking around, do you want to go to bed?' Mike nodded and Charlie helped Mike upstairs and into bed. Before leaving the room Charlie checked Mike's temperature and made sure he had plenty of water. She kissed again on the forehead and closed the door slowly.
'Get some rest Mikey.'