Mike walked out of the house and noticed Sarah talking to her parents; he approached slowly while placing his hand on the small of her back to let her know he was standing next to her.
Immediately, Sarahs' mother huffed as she crossed her arms at Mike "Michael." She hissed.
"Harriet." He simply said.
"This is all you fault!" Harriet remarked, pointing a finger at Mike when both Sarah and him shook their heads at her.
Mike sighed "No, this was not my fault. It was Joe Carrolls'…he kidnapped Grace, he took you all hostage…I just tried to save the day."
"Oh, and while you're trying to save the day, where's my granddaughter?" Harriet snarled.
Mike smirked "She's with my parents in Virginia."
Harriet opened her mouth to say something when Sarah cut in "Mom?" she asked, both parents looking over at her "Shut up." She said before walking away.
Mike followed Sarah, a smile plastered on his face "So, how are you?" he asked her.
Sarah shrugged "I just want to go back to Virginia and sleep for like 2 days straight." She admitted to him.
Mike laughed "Oh. Ok." He said, adjusting her sling.
"…maybe start prepping for France." Sarah went on.
"Yeah, yeah…we do need to start getting that together; I can't wait to tell Grace!" Mike said with a light smile.
Sarah nodded "Me neither." She remarked, looking up at Mike.
"So, you wanna go pick up our daughter?" Mike asked her.
Sarah nodded "Yeah. But can you help me pack first?" she chuckled.
Mike nodded back at her "Of course." He said before leaning down to kiss her.
Mike didn't even bother knocking as he opened the door, letting Sarah in first before walking in himself "Mom, Dad?" he called out.
Sarah walked into the living room slowly to see Grace watching T.V, her hair pulled up in a pony tail when she turned to see Sarah and a big smile escaped her lips.
"Mommy!" Grace cried out, jumping off of the couch and rushing to Sarah who kneeled down to hug her with her one good arm.
"Hi, sweetheart!" Sarah remarked with a smile, holding her daughter tight.
Meanwhile, while Sarah was enjoying her daughter, Mike was in the kitchen speaking with his parents who were a bit concerned about the condition Grace came to them in.
"She had blood in her hair, Michael, blood." His mother remarked.
Mike nodded "I understand."
"Do you? Do you want to explain to us why she had blood in her hair? And why she was dropped off by FBI?" his mother asked.
Mike sighed "Mom, Grace had been held hostage by a Joe Carroll followers, and when I shot that follower, Grace was up against her."
"Our granddaughter was kidnapped, and you didn't have the common courtesy to tell us about it?" his mother hissed.
"Joan, relax!" his father butted in "His job is stressful enough as it is, throw Grace in the mix and he probably wasn't thinking clearly at all!" he remarked.
Mike furrowed his brow at his father "Thanks, dad." He said sarcastically.
"So, where's Sally then?" his mother asked.
"Sarah!" both Mike and his father said to correct her.
His mother rolled her eyes "Where is she?" she asked.
Mike and his parents walked into the living room as they witnessed Sarah sitting on the couch with Grace, the both of them were talking quietly.
"Well, we'll get you a new one, sweetie, I promise." Sarah said, stroking her hair.
"A new what?" Mike asked.
Sarah turned to Mike as he approached the couch "A new Madeline doll." She said quietly.
Mike turned to Grace "What happened to your other one?" he asked.
Grace shrugged "Joe fixed her, and she became evil." She remarked.
Sarah and Mike slowly turned to each other, knowing that they would have to talk about the ramifications of what had happened but on a later date, when they were home.
Mike cleared his throat "Okay, Sarah—I'd like you to meet my parents." He said, showing Sarah his parents.
Sarah stood up from the couch and smiled at the both of them "Hello." She said.
They both greeted her, their eyes on her sling "So, what happened there?" Mikes' father asked her.
Sarah looked down at her sling, then back up at Mikes' parents "I broke my collar bone."
His parents gasped "Doing what?" his mother asked.
"Oh, um…" she looked over at Mike before looking back at his parents "While Grace and I were in protective custody, we were discovered and we got away in an SUV with all its tires slashed…and when I hit a rock, the car flipped over." She explained.
His parents were in shock, Sarah looked back over at Grace "Yeah, but all things considered, we turned out alright." She remarked.
Everyone was awkward and silent as they stood around each other, Mike put his hands in his pockets before finally clearing his throat "Okay, well, we need to be heading back home; it's been a long few weeks and we all need to decompress." He said, motioning Sarah to get Grace.
His parents began talking again, slowly being herded towards the front door; Mike, Sarah, and Grace soon left the house when Mike felt his cell phone vibrate; he grumbled as he answered it "This is Weston."
"Hey, it's me." Ryan said on the other line.
Mike got in the car while Sarah helped Grace get in the back seat before she got in the car as well "Hey, what's up?"
"I just heard from Donovan that Joe Carroll succumbed to his three gun shot wounds. I mean, doctors said the odds weren't looking good to begin with, but still. I just wanted you to know." Ryan told Mike.
A weight had been lifted off of Mikes' shoulders as he looked over at Sarah "Thanks for telling me." He said before hanging up his phone.
Sarah looked at him, a small smile on her lips "What? What is it?" she asked him.
"…Joe Carroll is dead." He said in a matter of fact way.
Sarah took Mikes' hand, saying nothing as her smile widened; Mike could tell that a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders as well.
Mike turned to Grace "Lets go home." He said before turning his car on and pulling out of the driveway.