A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, been working a lot and been working on my other fanfiction.
This imagine is set in-between episodes 104 and 105.
Mike woke up at 7am, an hour later than usual and he didn't even go running. He stood in the kitchen with a coffee in his hand and leaning against the counter.
Briggs was the next one to wake up and was a little confused to see a pale-faced, daydreaming Mike in the kitchen.
'No run today Mikey?' Mike came out of his daydream.
'Morning Briggs, sorry what did you day?' Mike sounded groggy.
'No run?'
'No, too many things on my mind.' Mike took a sip of his coffee.
'Still not over Eddie I see?'
Mike looked at the floor picturing the scene in his head over again. Eddie blew his brains out in front of Mike using his gun, who can forget something like that?
'No'. Mike said simply
Charlie came downstairs and slowly walked into the kitchen.
'Something's not right… Are you okay, you look unwell?' Charlie put a hand on Mike's forehead feeling for a temperature.
'I'm fine Charlie, just got a lot on my mind right now.'
Charlie gave Mike a hug and took him by the hand into the living room. Charlie used her 'mama bear' skills to cheer Mike up and she managed to get a smile from him.