Author's Note: Hello Friends! This is just a little something to hold you over until the next update (should be sometime tomorrow or Friday). We're going to tie some up "some loose Mike ends". Thank you as always for reading and reviewing. I'm still shocked you guys even like this story lol.
Desmond drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding his wife's hand. He gave her a breezy smile like they were just going on a drive to the beach and not to speak with the man Desmond nearly beat to death a few weeks ago.
Mike didn't go far. Just to a pitiful hotel right outside of King County. And according to the warning Desmond gave him weeks before, he hadn't gone far enough.
"Desi?" Deanna asked quietly and he flinched at the nickname. She hardly ever said the name outside of their bedroom and when she did use it was usually to get something. He was never good at saying no to her.
"Yes?" He answered and she held his hand tighter as they pulled to a stop light. He gave her another appeasing smile and this time she smiled back.
"You're not going to kill him, are you Desi?" That damn nickname.
"Of course not." Desmond huffed as he took off as the light turned green again. He and Deanna both knew that a death at his hands would probably be quick and untraceable.
32 years in the Marines made him dangerous. Being a father to a daughter he adored made him lethal.
"I certainly hope not. You'd be terrible in prison and I don't like sleeping alone." Deanna said with a light laugh and Desmond smiled. "Mimi doesn't need you to kill him." Again with the nicknames.
"Can't I just break his legs?"
"Are you sure you didn't break them the first time?" Deanna mumbled and Desmond frowned.
"I know what we're doing. We're just going to 'talk'." Desmond insisted and Deanna stared at him intently. He laughed when her face hadn't perked up from its intense frown.
"How about I do the talking?" Deanna suggested gently and Desmond let out another laugh.
Turns out it only takes ten dollars to get a bored, underpaid, front desk assistant to tell you exactly where a guest is staying. The young girl willingly gave the information away and went back to typing away one her phone once she got her money.
His room was on the outside balcony and Desmond was pounding on the door before Deanna could remind him to stay calm. Mike opened the door slightly and tried to shut it as quickly as he opened it when he saw who it was. Desmond jammed his foot in the door and pushed onward. The door flung open and Mike scrambled into the room.
"This is trespassing. Harassment." Mike said weakly as Deanna kicked the door closed behind her. Mike collected some old bags of fast food and threw them in the trash bag.
He also made a poor attempt to clean the coffee table which was littered with old scraps of food and some other, less legal things.
"This shouldn't be long, so you and whatever poor soul you've got back there can get back to whatever the hell you find yourself doing." Desmond said as he cautiously took a seat in the trashed motel.
"You're done Michael." Deanna said as she stood over Desmond with a hand on his shoulder.
"W-what?" Mike stammered as he stropped his cleaning to look at his former mother-in law.
"I don't believe she stuttered." Desmond said and Mike looked down at his phone. "I wouldn't do that." Desmond warned as his eyes followed Mike's to the cellphone.
"This room alone Michael is enough evidence to ruin you. Not to mention The domestic violence charge that's about to come to you. I believe you should leave while you're still ahead." Deanna suggested coldly and Mike shook his head.
"You guys can't do this. I'll- I'll sue! You and that crooked cop." Mike warned weakly and Deanna smiled.
"It's like watching a wounded dog bark and nip at you even when it's been hurt and pushed into a corner. It's over Mike." While she said this Desmond had stood up and began taking pictures of the room. He took pictures of the foul room and even snapped a picture of Mike who looked like he was in another hemisphere he was so high.
"I still want to see my son, I want to see Michonne." Mike argued pitifully and Desmond's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry what? The moment you laid your hands on my daughter you gave up any right to see her. And if you think you're going anywhere near Andre you've lost your damn mind."
Mike wiped his nose with his sleeve and began to cry quietly. Desmond rolled his eyes and Deanna scoffed.
"Another thing Michael. We've arranged an account for Andre. A trust of sorts. Nobody will be able to touch it but him when the time is right. Until then you will be depositing money into the account every month. Until he turns eighteen." Deanna said as she dropped a folder onto the table. "And as for Michonne. You will go to your hearing and plead guilty to everything. You will lose your company- inevitably. And you will get as far away from here as possible."
Mike stared up at her and shook his head. "I'm not a bad person."
Deanna slapped him hard across the cheek and everyone in the room was stunned in silence. "What a pathetic little boy you are. You stay away from my family." Deanna ordered and Mike buried his face in his hands.
"Rick Grimes." Mike mumbled into his hands and this caught Deanna's attention. "Keep him away from Mimi." Mike pleaded and Deanna frowned.
"Remember what I said Michael." Desmond allowed Deanna to leave the room first before turning back to Mike.
"Tell Terry we say'' hi." He said with a dark smile and Mike's eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder to the bedroom. He stood up and slammed the door shut with a string of curse words that would usually make Deanna blush but today make her laugh.
Desmond and Deanna left the motel room hand in hand.
Desmond looked up to the sky and noticed the sun was shining brighter.
"Hey. How about we go to the beach?" He suggested with his same breezy smile.
Author's Note: Don't you just love when your parent's go to bat for you? I know that if you piss off my mom it's over for you lol. Next chapter is actually gonna finish up Jessie's story. That probably won't be too long either that's why I hope to update at least another two more times this week. After we finish up her story it's back to the main event, what we're all really here for! I appreciate what one reviewer said that this is a slow burn but with good reason. But let me tell you it's about to be an inferno *WINK WINK* :)