A/N: Just three chapters left after this...no pike this chapter, but any guesses on how Mike reacts when he does see Paige?

"You need to get that looked at," Jakes said, kneeling next to Paige so he could get a closer look at the cut on her head. He stood up and expectantly held out his hand.

Momentarily ignoring his outstretched hand, Paige touched her head, staring at the blood on her fingertips. Dried blood. Not fresh. "I'm fine. It's not even bleeding anymore." She winced slightly as Jakes helped her to her feet. Feeling a little woozy, she leaned against him for support. "Don't even need stitches." But he was right, she probably should get looked at.

Paige couldn't believe that this was over. The past few weeks had been one long nightmare, but Mike was alive and Sid was in custody. She was starting to think there might even be some hope for her and Mike. He trusted her enough to tell her about the tape. Not that he really had anyone else to tell, but it was a start. She had put off her decision about leaving Graceland and now that Sid wasn't out there anymore, she needed to figure out if she was still planning to leave. Even if Mike was still planning to go back to DC, like he told her the first time she saw him in the hospital, she wasn't sure she would stay. Her decision to leave Graceland had everything and nothing to do with Mike. Sure, it would be hard to live one room over from a man that hated her. The last thing she wanted was for them to go back to just being roommates, but they weren't even friends right now. They were barely civil to each other. But none of that mattered if she couldn't work in the field. Paige groaned, her head was still throbbing.

"You look like hell," Johnny said, stepping closer to take a better look. He gently pushed aside her hair, "No stitches, but you passed out for a few minutes."

"I just hit my head, I'll be fine. One of you should go with Briggs." The room was swarming with FBI Agents and any one of them could accompany Sid to the hospital, but she knew Briggs wanted to do it personally. He wouldn't jeopardize Mike's freedom, at least she hoped he wouldn't, but she was still a little wary about his motives. She wouldn't put it past Briggs to stage an escape for Sid that was actually an execution.

"You need to go give a statement," Jakes said. "Not visit Mike."

Paige narrowed her eyes and touched her head, trying to look like she was in more pain than she was, but she stopped when Jakes rolled his eyes at her, clearly catching onto her plan, "Didn't you just tell me I need to go to the hospital? I should go to the ER. There was only one ambulance, right? Mike's at a hospital." She turned to Johnny, silently pleading with him. She had a better chance at convincing Johnny to cave than Jakes. Not that Jakes wouldn't cave, but it would take longer to convince Jakes to drive her an extra hour so she could go to a hospital further away. "Plus, I shouldn't go to the same hospital Sid does." Although, she did like the idea of seeing Sid in pain, even if his injuries were far less severe than the ones he caused. "I'll sleep in my room tonight."

Johnny shook his head, laughing softly, "Okay, you got me."

"You guys got his confession on tape, right?"

Johnny reassuringly squeezed her hand, "We did, he's gonna pay for what he did to Mikey. To you," he softly added. "To everyone."

"We have the full cooperation of the LAPD," Jakes added.

"Nothing like a dirty cop to make the LAPD not care about jurisdiction," Johnny muttered.

"As much as I would love to stand here and debate about jurisdiction, can you drive me to the hospital?" Not that she would ever admit it, but she was this close to passing out.

"Make sure they get pictures of her," Jakes said, gesturing to the bruises forming on her arm. "Take some before she gets cleaned up."

"I'm standing right here," Paige said, moving away from Jakes so she could lean against the wall for support.

"Barely," Johnny said.

Jakes pulled out his phone, "I'll take some pictures now. Have Johnny take some more once your bruises start changing colors. But you better make sure you get cleaned up before you see Mike unless you want to give him a brand new reason to be mad at you. Hey, Johnny, twenty bucks he gets pissed at you for her bruises."

Johnny laughed, "I am not taking that bet. But, since you're the one she talked into this plan, he's gonna be more pissed at you than me."

Ignoring their comments about Mike, she lifted the edge of her shirt to see if there was a bruise on her abdomen from when Sid threw her against the wall.

"What the hell?" Johnny asked, moving closer to examine the bruise that was starting to form along her side. "Does it hurt?" He carefully pressed his fingers along her side, trying to get a sense of how injured she was.

"It's fine," Paige hissed out through gritted teeth. "Just a little sore."

Jakes and Johnny exchanged a look before Jakes started ushering all of the agents out of the room, "Everybody out," Jakes ordered to give her some privacy. "Come back in ten minutes."

They looked to Johnny for confirmation and he nodded. One by one they filtered out of the room and Johnny turned back to face her. "Lose your shirt. If it looks like serious, you're going to the nearest hospital."

As much as she wanted to joke about him needing to buy her a drink first, Paige bit her tongue, because the lack of sexual innuendo in Johnny's voice let her know he was dead serious. She fumbled with the buttons on her shirt, letting it slip off her shoulders. She undid the button on her jeans, knowing it would just be easier to cooperate. She could protest and make them send in an EMT or a female agent, but they had seen her in bikinis that covered less, and that would take longer. Besides, she trusted them. Copping a feel was the last thing on their minds. She lowered her jeans just a little, because she had hit her hip earlier. Looking down, she sighed in relief when she didn't see a bruise.

"Any swelling?" Jakes asked, moving her head so she was looking away from him. He pushed her hair aside and started taking pictures of her face, before moving onto her other injuries.

"No, no swelling. Just bruising," Johnny said. He lightly pressed his fingers into her side again, carefully watching her face for any indication of pain, "How bad does it hurt? Scale of 1 to 10?"

"Four."

"Take a few deep breaths," Johnny said.

Paige rolled her eyes, but agreed. The faster she got this over with, the faster she could get out of here. "See, I'm breathing fine. There's no swelling. Manageable pain. My vision's fine."

Jakes slipped his phone in his pocket and bent down to hand Paige her shirt, "You got him," Jakes said. "You said you'd get him and you did."

"It's the least I could do," Paige whispered, blinking back tears as she straightened out her clothing. She refused to cry. As much as Sid caused her a lot of heartache, she couldn't ignore her part. But with Sid in custody and a confession, Mike's name was cleared and hopefully they all could start to put this behind them. She closed her eyes for a few seconds to center herself, "Can we get out of here?"

Jakes pulled out his phone again and glanced at the screen, "Briggs is about to leave, I'm out of here. Paige, call me later and I'll pick you up from the hospital. I'm calling Charlie now to update her."

Carefully sliding his arm around her waist, Johnny started leading her towards the door. "Let's get you to the hospital and you can tell me about Disneyland." He motioned to the agents waiting outside the door to go back inside.

"It's a theme park," Paige said. "You've been there."

"You know what I'm talking about. The other night, you were freaked out about something and you called Mike. You two are barely talking, but out of everything you could've asked him about, you asked him about Disneyland?"

"You were eavesdropping."

"No, you were sitting across from me. That doesn't count as eavesdropping. Don't even think of changing the subject."

She let Johnny help her into the car, even let him make sure her seat belt was buckled. She hated feeling helpless, but her body was sore. Her muscles ached. The adrenaline from earlier had started wearing off and the pain was starting to kick in. She had popped a few ibuprofen earlier and was positive that Johnny would have something stronger, but if she asked there was a good chance he would take her to the nearest hospital and not the one Mike was at.

Paige closed her eyes, tuning out Johnny. Everything still felt so surreal. This nightmare was finally over. Mike was alive and Sid was going to pay. She should be celebrating, but she felt so defeated. All she wanted to do was celebrate with Mike, but she wasn't even sure if he wanted to see her. Their truce was so fragile, that she didn't know if going to him would remind him that part of the reason he was in the hospital was because of her. Helping catch Sid didn't absolve her of her of that.

"No, no, no. Don't even think about falling asleep. You hit your head pretty hard."

"I'm tired, I don't have a concussion," Paige insisted.

"If you want to go to a closer hospital so you can go to sleep faster, we can do that, otherwise, you're staying awake. I'll blast some techno if that's what it takes to keep you awake."

Just the thought of listening to music made her head hurt more, "I'm awake, no music."

Johnny glanced over at her, "Are you hungry? We can grab something if you are."

"No, I'm okay. Just drive."

"So what is going on with you and Mikey right now?"

Paige sighed, wishing she knew what was going on between them. "I don't know. It's complicated."

"Complicated, right. Jakes told me that you were going to tell him embarrassing things about you and Mike. You know, my feelings would be hurt, but I'm too much of a gentleman to ask those kind of questions of my roommate's girl, even if we're bunking together."

Paige looked at Johnny confused, not sure if he wasn't making sense because she hit her head too hard or because he was Johnny and he was being awkward and insecure. "So you're not going to ask me about having sex with Mike because I've been sleeping in your bed? That doesn't make any sense."

"I'm not going to ask you, but I'm going to ask Mike. I want details from him, not from you."

Paige laughed, "Are you sixteen or something?"

"Mike gets flustered sometimes with personal stuff, you don't. It's more fun to ask him. Besides, I'd rather hear details about you than from you."

Paige groaned at his immaturity. "Good luck getting Mike to share." It wasn't that Mike was a prude about sex, far from it. But he didn't like to kiss and tell. He especially wouldn't want to share things about them with their roommates. Although, he was the one that didn't see the big deal about keeping their relationship a secret.

"I don't think it's the end of the world if everyone knows," Mike quietly said, lightly brushing his lips over hers.

Paige tugged on his hands, pulling him further into the kitchen. "No one needs to know. I like that whatever we are, it's just us." Paige kissed him slowly, trying to reassure him that she wasn't embarrassed about being with him. Maybe he didn't mention it, but she knew he was worried about why she wanted to keep their relationship a secret. She could see the doubt and insecurity in his eyes, even if he didn't voice that aloud. Feeling him relax in her embrace, she gently bit his lower lip. "I promise you, Mike. I want you, I just don't want to share you." She wanted to keep things casual. She didn't want anyone offering opinions or advice.

"Mike? You home?" Charlie called.

Paige reluctantly pulled away from Mike, smiling softly at the flustered, yet annoyed look on his face. Mike ran his hand through his hair, and quickly kissed her hand before stepping out of the kitchen. "Yeah, you need something?"

"Since you don't have a problem sharing details, tell me about Disneyland. Is that code for something? Were you guys talking about sex?"

Paige hesitated a few seconds before answering. It wasn't that she didn't trust Johnny. It was just that information about the tape wasn't her information to share. Even though it affected him. "Yes," she lied, knowing she would probably regret this later.

"I knew it! Is it some your body is a wonderland type of thing or are you two freaks into having sex in public?"

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