Mike and Sarah sat on the couch; Sarah didn't even bother getting a glass as she drank straight from the bottle, which was alarming to not only Mike but the FBI agents and Ryan as well.

"Hey—hey, pace yourself!" Mike remarked, taking the bottle away from Sarah.

Mike took a swig for himself before he put the cap back on the bottle and placed it on the coffee table where the two were silent.

In a matter of moments, Agent Donovan walked in with a team "Alright, somebody please tell me what the hell is going on!" he said stomping into the living room.

The agents cleared their throat as they looked at Sarah, seeing as how she had answered the call it only made sense that she explain the situation.

Sarah stood up from the couch and walked towards Agent Donovan "I got a call from Joe Carroll, he's close." She stated.

"What makes you say that?" he asked her.

Sarah cleared her throat "Because right before he called, Ryan Hardy knocked over a tower of Legos, and when Joe called, he remarked on the action. I don't know where he is exactly, but he's still in close proximity to the house." She stated.

Agent Donovan looked down at her, leaning forward and smelling Sarah before slowly pulling himself back "Ms. Greene, have you been drinking?" he asked.

"Yes." She said.

Agent Donovan nodded before turning to the agents, letting Sarah turn around to face Mike "I'm going to bed." She told him, turning back around and heading up the stairs for the night.

It had been a long day, not just for Sarah, but for Mike, Ryan, and even Grace as well; he was surprised Sarah had held on this long before giving up and going to be for the night.

He knew she'd be safe since more agents were going to be 'stationed' at the house until Joe was caught, he just hoped it would just as easy done.

Mike heard his name being called, he turned his head over to Agent Donovan who had his arms crossed while he looked at him; Mike got up from his seat on the couch and waited for Agent Donovan to comment.

"Can you be sure that maybe Ms. Greene isn't pulling a fast one on us?" Agent Donovan asked him.

Mike scuffed "Of course you can trust her! Aside from the minor hiccups, she's as sturdy as ever. She's not involved with him anymore, I swear!" he told him superior agent.

Agent Donovan nodded slowly "Okay, if you say so." He muttered.

It was late when Mike finally managed to go upstairs to bed, he was tired of talking to five different agents all at once and having Agent Donovan down his throat.

Mike checked in on Grace in her bedroom, but she was missing from her bed; her stomach dropped for a second before he walked two doors over to Sarahs' bedroom and opened the door slowly, peeking his head in to see both Grace and Sarah in bed.

The young agent sighed with relief, looking over his shoulder before he walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Mike took off his pants and shirt before crawling into bed behind Sarah, gently spooning with her as he wrapped his arm not only around Sarah, but Grace as well.

Her hair smelled like Roses as he cuddled with the sleeping Sarah, it made him smile seeing as how after all these years; Sarah never changed her shampoo choice.

Mike felt secure being with his entire brood, the Weston brood—well, almost; he took a deep breath in and slowly let it out as he closed his eyes and pictures something happier and something nicer than what was currently going on in the house.

The morning sun warmed his back as Mike slowly opened his eyes, Sarah was still under his arm but Grace had gone missing and the bedroom door was wide open which indicated that she was awake and probably downstairs.

Mike rested his head on the pillow again, waking up Sarah who opened her eyes to the opened bedroom door and moved to find Mikes' hand draping over her.

Sarah turned to face Mike whose eyes were closed as he tried to give himself a few more minutes of sleep.

"What are you doing?" Sarah murmured.

Mike grumbled, not opening his eyes "Sleeping."

"Really? Cause it looks like you're stalking me…" Sarah retorted.

Mike smirked "For the record, you and Grace were both in here; I figured I would just join the party."

Sarah hummed, sitting up in bed and throwing Mike his arm back "Well, then in that case, I'm going to get dressed and see what trouble your daughter is getting into." She said groggily as she got out of bed.

"Works for me." Mike muttered, pressing his face deeper into his pillow.

Sarah came down the stairs and was greeted with a humorous sight of Grace copying every movement Agent Donovan made.

She smirked gently as she watched Grace for a minute or two before walking over to her and pulled her away from him "Lets leave Agent Donovan alone, and make pancakes!" she said in a tired enthusiasm.

"Can I help?" Grace asked.

Sarah nodded "Of course you can help!" she said with a smile.

Agent Donovan walked up to Sarah "Ms. Greene."

"Agent Donovan." Sarah said, putting Grace down so she could prepare breakfast.

Grace tugged on Agent Donovans' slacks to get his attention, he looked down at the girl who looked up at him curiously "Are you a pirate?" she asked.

Sarah gasped "Grace!" she said, making it known that that was a 'no-no question'.

Agent Donovan smirked as he looked up at Sarah who apologized for the question on behalf of Grace before he looked down at Grace once again "I used to be." He said before looking back up at Sarah.

"Ms. Greene, I was hoping I could talk to you at some point about the phone call from last night with Joe Carroll." Agent Donovan remarked.

Sarah nodded "Yeah, that would be okay. Lets do it after I finish breakfast." She suggested.

Agent Donovan nodded "Of course." He said before walking away.