Mike had to leave at around noon, checking out every surveillance camera of the town when finally he spotted what looked to be Emma Hill limping down a street before she got into the passenger side of a car and then disappeared heading north.
He jumped out of his seat, rushing towards Agent Donovan who was reading paper work from the incident last night.
"Sir, I just got footage from last night of Emma Hill getting into a car with another person and driving north." Mike told him.
Donovan put his file down "Show me." He said, walking with Mike back to the intel room, where Mike showed him the footage.
"Get the license plate number, I'm going to send everyone north of here, in the meantime, keep searching; go through every towns' north of here surveillance." He remarked, walking out of the room.
Mike nodded, taking down the license number and handing it off to another agent so he could continue working his way up into West Springfield in hopes of tracking them again.
He came home late, the lights dim in the kitchen and dining room with everywhere else off as he walked down the hall and into the kitchen where Sarah was sitting at the breakfast nook.
"Hey." She whispered.
Mike nodded to her "Hey." He said, walking into the kitchen to find a half eaten Cheesecake on the counter.
"…is that…is that Cheesecake?" he asked, walking towards it.
Sarah let out a sassy 'mm-hm' to Mike before going back to the slice in front of her.
Mike joined her at the table, relaxing for the first time all day as Sarah turned to him "So…how was your day?" she asked, taking another bite.
He grumbled "Spent all day looked at surveillance footage trying to find Emma Hill." He said.
"And did you?" Sarah asked.
"Sort of." Mike responded.
Sarah cocked an eye brow at him "Sort of?" she asked.
Mike nodded "Yeah, she's north of here somewhere…probably somewhere in Washington or maybe West Springfield…we're not sure. I lost the car she was in and so I spent all night trying to find it again."
Sarah nodded "Well, don't worry, you'll find her." She said, assuring Mike.
Mike looked down at the half eaten slice of Cheesecake "Can I have a bite of that?" he asked.
"Yeah." She said, pushing the plate towards him to let Mike take a bite.
Mike took a bite, a smile burst on his face as he nodded "This is good, where'd you get it?" he asked, taking another bite.
"I made it." She said.
Mike looked at her "You made this?" he asked, pointing the fork at the Cheesecake before taking another bite.
"Yes, and hey—get your own slice!" she said before taking her plate and fork back and finishing off the slice of Cheesecake.
"Fine. I will." He said, getting up and going back into the kitchen to get himself a slice before sitting back down in his seat "…I didn't know you could make Cheesecake." He said before taking a bite.
Sarah nodded "Yeah, well, I learned how to in prison…" she said, realizing what she said and regretting ever saying it.
Mike looked at her, putting his fork down "What was it like for you?" he asked her quietly.
Sarah sighed, letting one shoulder shrug "…it was…the worst thing I've ever experienced." She told him.
"For that first year, it was rough; especially when I found out that I was pregnant. I was terrified." Sarah muttered to Mike.
Sarah swallowed hard "…a lot of the inmates stayed away from me cause I was a Carroll follower…and then I got pregnant and it was amazing how supportive they all were. Then when I had Grace, I was in my cell for weeks just crying…" she told him.
Mike took her hand and stroked it, Sarah tried to hide forming tears as she put her other hand on top of his "…and they were still supportive for awhile after I had her…and then when I finally stopped crying and got out of bed, it's when things began to settle. Get a posse, get a job, do your time." She muttered.
Sarah sighed "…I was in kitchen detail, that's how I learned how to make Cheesecake." She told him.
"You did kitchen detail the entire time?" Mike asked her.
Sarah nodded "Yeah." She muttered.
They were both silent for a moment before Sarah took her hands back "I'm trying to figure out how it was so easy for me to transcend back into normal society so easily…" she muttered.
Mike sighed "…you keep yourself occupied with the things that make you happy." He told her.
Sarah looked at Mike and smiled "…Grace."
Mike nodded "Yeah. I don't know how many times at work I just wanted to give up, but I kept telling myself to 'do it for Grace.'…and I did." He told her.
"I'm so proud of you by the way, for the way you take care of her." Sarah told him.
Mike smiled "I'm proud of you, too." He told her.
Sarah took a deep breath, sitting back in her chair to let her emotions settle "Well, I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight, Mike." She said before getting up from her seat and walking down the hallway, leaving Mike alone in the kitchen.
It was a heavy discussion between the two of them; and Mike had to admit that the last time they both had a conversation like that, they were talking about getting married and having kids.
"…and look how that turned out." Mike thought to himself as he took another bite of the Cheesecake.
Mike felt himself fighting a familiar urge again, an urge he hadn't felt since being in an interrogation room with her a little more than 5 years ago.
He remembered the particular memory well as he felt a sensation all over his body; he was trying to figure out how he could be so turned on by an evil version of his baby mama.
"...forget about it!" Mike told himself as he continued to eat his slice of Cheesecake.