Sarah and Mike sat on the couch watching T.V, his arm wrapped around her while Sarahs' right arm was still in a sling, but her left hand resting on Mikes' thigh and her head resting on his shoulder.

Mike turned to her, a gentle smile on his face as he looked at Sarah "I can't wait for that sling to go away." He remarked.

Sarah pulled her head up from his shoulder "One more week." She assured him, patting his thigh.

Mike nodded "Yeah, and then I can do whatever I want with you." He said, burying his face into her neck as he kissed her.

Sarah chuckled; pulling away from him when they heard the front door open "Bonjour!" they heard the tiny voice of their daughter echo through the house.

Mike groaned in disappointment as he sat back up, turning to Grace running towards them, the two smile at her as Grace jumped onto the couch.

"So, how was ice cream with Uncle Ryan?" Sarah asked, now cuddling with Grace as she squished her way in between her and Mike.

Grace shrugged "It was okay."

"Okay?" Sarah asked "Since when is it ever just okay?" she asked, looking up to see Ryan approaching the both of them, covered in paint.

Sarah gasped, putting a hand over her mouth to cover her smiling face while Ryan just glared at the three of them unamused.

"You wanna talk about it?" Mike asked cautiously.

Ryan huffed "No." he remarked "…same time next week?" he asked Mike.

"Yeah, I guess." Mike said before Ryan immediately turned around and left the house.

Sarah looked down at Grace "What happened?" she asked.

"Uncle Ryan and I went to a painting class." Grace said, a bright smile on her face.

Mike nodded slowly "Oh?" he asked.

Grace nodded "Yeah!" she remarked.

The two adults looked at each other before just letting it go, if it had been serious enough, they knew Ryan would have said something but since it was only his pride that was hurt, they shook it away.

"Daddy?" Grace asked.

Mike looked down at her with a smile "Yeah?"

"When are we going to France?" Grace asked.

Mike looked up at Sarah for a moment before looking back at his daughter "In two weeks!" he said optimistically.

"Can we go to the EiffelTower?" she asked him.

"Of course we can! After that LegoTower you built—absolutely!" Mike said with a smile on his face.

Grace smiled "Can we move to France?" she asked.

Sarah laughed out loud, turning away from Mike to contain her giggles while Mike just shook his head "No, baby." He muttered.

Grace nodded slowly "Can Madeline come?" she asked.

"Of course she can come!" Sarah remarked, giving her daughter a kiss "After all, she's from France—I bet she'd like to go home for a few days!" she said with a smile.

Grace smiled even bigger, Sarah looked up at Mike before letting a sigh escape her lips "Alright, why don't you go to your room and play, I'm going to make dinner." Sarah remarked.

Suddenly, Mike found himself alone on the couch as Grace rushed upstairs and Sarah walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner, Mike sighed as he also got off the couch and followed Sarah to give her a hand.

"So, what's on the menu tonight?" Mike asked.

Sarah shrugged "I honestly have no idea." She admitted.

Mike smirked as he watched Saran paced in the kitchen going back and forth between what was in the fridge and what was in the pantry.

"Y'know, we can just order take out…if you want." Mike said, trying to be helpful as he rested against the counter.

Sarah sighed "I don't like take out, I feel like I'm cheating."

"Cheating?"

Sarah nodded as she looked back at Mike "Yeah, like I'm being a bad mom by not putting in any effort." She remarked.

Mike pouted as he walked towards her "No—you're not a bad mom, and I'm not a bad dad…look, it's Friday night, lets order Chinese and let you relax." He said, stroking her face.

Sarah smiled at him "Okay." She said softly.

Mike nodded "Alright, now where are the take out menus?" he asked, looking through every drawer for the menus when Sarah pulled the drawer by the oven open and pulled out every take out pamphlet they had.

"…so what Chinese place?" Sarah asked, going through all of them as Mike slowly approached her.

Mike took them from her hand and observed them all before picking one out of the pile and throwing the rest back in the drawer "This one has always been good." He remarked.

He handed the menu to Sarah so she could look through before Mike dove into her neck, leaving her kisses which felt good to Sarah but she still pushed him away.

"Miikke!" she said.

"Sarrahhh!" Mike said in return.

Mike looked her over for a moment "I'm sorry, I'm just a bit on edge cause you're here but I can't have you." He muttered before giving her another kiss.

Sarah sighed "One more week." She told him.

"I don't want to wait one more week." He pouted.

Sarah let a chuckle out "Well, you're gonna have to…cause sex with a sling, not so sexy." She remarked.

"You're always sexy." Mike told her.

Sarah hit his chest playfully "You are so bad!" She said with a chuckle.

They chuckled at each other before they went silent, staring at each other for a moment; this was life after Joe Carroll, and while it wasn't perfect it was nice.

"I love you." Mike told Sarah.

Sarah smiled back at him "I love you too." She whispered.