Paige sat in her room. Her knees were pulled up to her chest and her cheeks were tear stained. She had since, run out of tears to shed. She rested her head on her knees and tried to take deep breaths. But when she closed her eyes, images of Mike flashed through her head. She opened her eyes and stood up. She now had enough evidence to get Sulla. He had murdered a federal agent. She slipped on her shoes and threw on a jacket. She glanced in the mirror and wiped away the tears. She pulled her hair back and grabbed her gun.

Paige skidded to a stop and jumped out of the car. She ordered the teams to get ready. Within minutes she was ready to move in. She lead the team, straight to Sulla's room. She kicked the door down. Sulla jumped up frightened.

"Hands in the air." Sulla did as he was told. "You're under arrest for the murder of an F.B.I. Agent and for human trafficking and whatever else we find.

"I don't murder any F.B.I. Agent!" Paige placed a picture of Mike on the table.

"You murdered him." Sulla looked surprised. "Get him out of here." Paige helped clear out all of the girls. When they were all clear, Paige went to her car and started to drive. She wasn't headed anywhere in particular. She soon founded herself at the cemetery. She put her car in park and walked slowly to the fresh grave. She sank to her knees and started sobbing.

"Mikey...I'm so sorry." Sobs racked her body. She rested her head against the headstone. "I never wanted this. I wanted you alive. I wanted...I didn't mean to be so cruel." She cried some more and then slowly rose. This is all my fault. She walked to her car and pulled a bottle or prescription pills from her glove box. She came back to the grave and rested her back to the head stone.

"I'll see you soon Mikey." She opened the lid and swallowed all the pills. She sat there waiting for them to take effect. She felt her breathing slow and her eyes slid shut.

Paige's eyes flew open. She breathed hard and fought back tears. She glance at the clock, 4:30 a.m. She climbed out of bed, on shaky legs and crept across the hall, to Mike's room. She pushed the door open and smiled. He was sound asleep. She slipped the door shut and climbed into bed. Mike woke with a start.

"Hey?" He whispered tiredly. "I thought you were mad at me?" He looked at Paige. He could tell that any second she could burst into tears. "What's wrong?" He sat up and pulled her into his arms. She lost it and started sobbing. When she was able to control it she pulled away and looked into Mike's eyes.

"Never ever leave me." Mike laughed slightly.

"I won't."

"Promise me."

"I promise. Now are you going to tell me what's wrong." Paige looked down at her hands.

"Just a bad dream."

"Must have been a really bad dream." She met his eyes again.

"It was." Mike pulled her close again.

"I will never leave you, Paige. I promise you that and I never break my promises." Paige smiled and snuggled closer to him.

"I'll follow your plan. We leave the girls in there, until we have enough to take everyone down."

"Really?" Paige nodded.

"I love you." Mike was shocked and then he smiled big.

"I love you more, Paige."

Together they fell asleep and Paige slept peacefully in the arms of the man she loved.