They sat quietly for a moment in the interrogation room, Mike was trying to think of some more questions to ask Sarah before he finally left.
Sarah sighed "Look, can we just talk about 'us' for a minute?" she asked.
Mike scuffed "Sure! Lets talk about us—in front of God and my co-workers!" he said sarcastically.
"Okay!" Sarah remarked.
Mike gritted his teeth as Sarah swallowed hard "Mike, I'm sorry. I am. Initially, yes, my job was to infiltrate you, know you and your habits—but then I feel in love with you, and your habits!" Sarah said.
"Oh, yeah?" Mike nearly hissed.
"Yes! Why would I give myself up if I didn't give two shits about you?" Sarah remarked.
Mike shrugged "I could think of at least 5 reasons off the top of my head! You're a Carroll follower, okay? You are a part of a cold and heartless cult who kind of murders people!"
"I don't murder people, Michael! I told you that like twice already!" Sarah retorted.
"How do I know that you're not lying?" Mike asked her.
Sarah huffed "You know better than ANYBODY else on the planet that I am a terrible liar!"
"Oh, well, you did a good job covering your tracks about this, sweetie." Mike hissed.
Sarah growled at him "Michael—for fucks sake! Let it go, for just two seconds! Forget about the little bias of the situation!"
Mike shook his head "No!"
Sarah huffed "UGH! Michael, I loved you then, and I still love you. I would give up everything to be with you. I will go to jail for the rest of my life to prove to you that I love you!"
Mike stared at her, his jaw still clenched as he glared at her with his bright blue eyes.
Sarah took a deep breathe in "Did you love me?" she asked him.
"Did I? I still do. And that's what is tearing me apart! It's killing me…and I'm trying to figure out how even though I know you're pure evil-"
"—I'm not evil, Michael!" Sarah interjected.
The interrogation room door opened "Alright—break it up!" Agent Donovan remarked, two agents followed in behind him, grabbing Sarah and pulling her up from the chair.
Sarah was escorted past Agent Donovan, they both locked eyes as Sarah smirked "Arr matey!" she muttered before they pulled her away entirely.
Mike sat in place as he felt his superiors' glare on his back "...I'll be there in a minute." Mike said gently.
Agent Donovan nodded before he left the interrogation room.
Mike stood up and closed the file before leaving the room, Deidre was practically waiting for him by the door as they walked together to Donovans' office.
"You still love her, huh?" Deidre asked him.
Mike huffed, looking down at his feet then back up "Yeah." He muttered.
Deidre smiled at him "Don't beat yourself up about it." She said, patting his shoulder before Mike turned to Donovans' office, to get a dose of punishment for letting personal feelings get in the way.
Donovan glared at Mike for a moment, Mike just sat there and took the awkwardness for what it was before Donovan spoke.
"You're off the case." He simply said.
"That works for me." Mike said in return.
Agent Donovan nodded "You're also suspended for a week...effective immediately" He continued.
Mike just nodded, not saying anything that could make his punishment worse as he stood up from his seat and left the office, going to his corner to collect his bag and leave for the week.
He laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling because he didn't have anything better to do with his time off.
"Maybe I should go see mom and dad." Mike thought to himself when there came a light knock at his door.
Mike rolled off his bed and walked towards his door; he didn't even bother looking through the peep hole as he opened the door wide to see Ryan in front of him.
"Hey, buddy." He said almost cautiously.
Mike sighed, letting Ryan into the apartment; Ryan looked around and then looked back at Mike "I'm tired of asking, but still, how are you doing?" he asked.
Mike shrugged "Just when I think things can't get worse…Sarah happens. Again, and again…and again." He said as he walked into the living room and fell face first into the couch.
Ryan smirked "Lets not dwell on her, lets go out! You've got a week to do nothing, do nothing with me!" he said, pulling Mikes' leg as if he was trying to get him off the couch.
Mike rolled around and looked at Ryan "My life is over." He muttered.
"Your life is not over, this is just a hiccup. We all have them." Ryan remarked, trying to make his friend feel better.
Mike shook his head "I threw my dirty laundry out into the open during an interrogation with a Joe Carroll follower…who just so happens to be the girl I was sleeping with for the past 6 months." He muttered.
"I'm sure the sex was good." Ryan said with a light smirk.
Mike glared at Ryan "I don't want to talk about this," he said, getting off the couch "I'm going to get drunk!"
"And I will watch you get drunk…while I eat something—come on, Mike, lets go out!" Ryan said, guiding his friend out of his apartment.
Mike didn't fight him as he grabbed his keys from his table and walked out into the hallway with Ryan, who was trying to cheer him up every step of the way.
"Just stop…please." Mike said, climbing down the stairs with Ryan.
Ryan grimaced "Okay, fine. I'll stop talking." He said.
Mike ignored the news cast on the TV as he worked on his first beer while Ryan enjoyed a light salad "Are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Ryan asked.
"Yes, I am sure. I just want to forget the last few days never happened." Mike remarked before taking another sip of his beer.
Ryan nodded "Okay." He said gently.
"Breaking News: We have confirmed reports that FBI Headquarters has been attacked. We, though, cannot confirm is this attack was terrorist-related, we will keep you up to date on this event." The TV newscast blared.
Both Mike and Ryan turned to the TV, then back to each other, Mike huffed as he took another sip of his beer "Shit."