Things were going smoothly the first few days that Sarah moved into the house, both Mike and Sarah were civil to each other however it was obvious to Mike that Sarah was trying to keep her distance from him and focus mainly on Grace.
Ryan was always in a disagreement with Mike about the situation, but all Mike could do was assure Ryan and let Sarah work her magic and prove to him that she had changed.
It was weird for Mike, coming home from work to have dinner already on the table waiting for him and Grace distracted for a moment before he, Grace, and Sarah sat at the table and ate; but it put him at ease as he looked over the house to see how clean the house remained when Sarah was there.
"So, how was work?" Sarah asked, turning to Mike.
Mike shrugged "Boring. How was your day?" Sarah asked.
Sarah smiled "We watched a documentary about the French Parliament, and then we put a few Legos on the tower." She said.
Mike smirked, as he looked at Sarah who looked unamused as she looked at Grace "Tomorrow, we're watching cartoons." She grumbled.
"No promises." Grace said, taking a bite of her dinner.
Mike continued to chuckle when from the kitchen everyone could hear the sound of Mikes' cell phone ringing, buzzing against the counter while it echoed through the house.
He got up from his seat, grabbing his phone and answering it without a second thought "…this is Weston." He said.
"Agent Weston, we have a situation in Connecticut that warrants your attention." The familiar voice remarked.
Mike looked over at Sarah and Grace before turning away and walking out of the kitchen "What's going on?" he asked.
"Emma Hill has escaped from her cell at the Federal Correctional Institution in Danbury." Agent Donovan told him.
Mike huffed, he'd have to pack; for the first time ever, he'd be away from Grace for longer than 8 hours; but deep down he knew that he didn't have to think hard about it "I'll be there in about five hours." He said before hanging up his phone before approaching the dinner table once again.
He stood before the two of them, Sarah could tell from his glance that he had to leave; she turned to Grace and put her fork down "Grace, could you go to the living room for a minute?" she asked.
Grace argued for a moment, but she finally complied, leaving the dinner table and walking into the living room to give Mike and Sarah a minute.
"…where to?" she asked.
"Connecticut." Mike remarked.
Sarah nodded, picking her fork back up and beginning to pick at her dinner "Well, you better not delay." She said softly, looking back up at Mike.
Grace was distraught as she watched Mike pack his small suitcase, playing with her tiny fingers as she looked up at her father "You're coming back, aren't you?" she asked.
Mike pouted as he looked down at Grace, kneeling down to her level "Of course, sweetie. It's just daddy has to go get the bad guy…and the bad guy is far away. But I'll come home. I promise!" he said, pulling her in for a hug.
He looked over Graces' shoulder to see Sarah leaning against the door frame, taking a deep breath as she watched the two of them; Mike pulled away from the hug and smiled at Grace "I love you." He told her.
"I love you too, daddy." Grace muttered.
"You wanna do the thing?" Mike asked, trying to comfort Grace.
Grace smiled, nodding to her father "Okay, lets do the thing." He remarked.
Mike squished Graces' cheeks, forcing a laugh out of Grace who she just slapped his face repeatedly until Mike let go of her face.
The both laughed as Mike pulled her in for a kiss on the cheek "I love you." He told her again.
Sarah sighed "Alright, Grace, let your dad finish packing." She said gently, reaching out for Grace.
Grace sighed as she walked past Sarah and left the bedroom; Sarah and Mike shared another glance before Sarah took a deep breath and left Mike alone.
Mike climbed down the stairs and placed his suitcase by the front door "Okay, I'm out of here." Mike announced.
Sarah shook her head, taking his arm and pulling him into the kitchen "No, not yet." She remarked, giving him a capped mug "Coffee, for the road." She told him, then handed him a protein bar "…something to snack on along the way." She continued.
Mike smiled "Thanks." He told her.
"Text me when you get there. Please." Sarah requested.
Mike nodded "I'll call you…" he told her.
Sarah smiled "Okay, now you can go." She told him.
"You have the number for the pediatrician?" Mike asked.
Sarah nodded "Yes."
"…FBI headquarters, just in case I don't answer my cell?" Mike asked her again.
Sarah nodded again "Yes." She told him.
Mike huffed "Okay." He said.
"Grace, come say goodbye." Mike called out, looking around for Grace who rushed up to him from the back hallway.
Grace held onto his leg tight before Mike picked her up and held her tight "You be good for Sarah, okay?" he told her.
The girl nodded "Okay."
"I love you." Mike told her for the third time.
Grace hugged his neck tight "I love you, too." She said.
Mike finally put her down, looking at Sarah who smiled at him "…have fun…or don't…I don't know how that works." She said before shrugging.
He smirked "Thank you." He said, walking out of the kitchen.
Sarah and Grace followed, watching Mike pick up his suitcase but he quickly turned back to Sarah and leaned in towards her.
"Before I forget, don't let her watch the news." Mike told Sarah.
Sarah shook her head "I won't." she told him, placing a hand on his shoulder and smiling.
Mike nodded "Okay. Also, did you-"
"Yes, her booster seat is in my car." Sarah told Mike, assuring him once again.
"Okay, that's it! I'm out of here." He said before he opened the door and left, Sarah and Grace both sending him off before they closed the door.
Sarah sighed as she looked down at Grace, feeling slightly awkward as she finally cleared her throat "Did you finish your dinner?" she asked.
Grace shook her head.
"Neither did I, lets go finish!" Sarah said, guiding the young girl back into the kitchen.