Ugh, I am horrible, I know! I have been keeping you in suspense for too long! But here it is, and I'll shut up now.
Jenny smiled bitterly. "Anything you wanna tell me, Mike?" She asked, her lips in a thin white line.
For the first time in his life, Mike's brain stopped all together.
There was a moment of silent tension that fell over the two of them. Mike found that his mouth was frozen, and forgot how to speak.
"What?" She shrugged. "Can't think of another lie to tell me? That will really effect your undercover work."
He shook his head, realizing that his mouth was gaping open. "Listen, I-" He finally managed to say.
Jenny held up her hand to silence him. He obeyed immediately. "No, you listen, Mike." She started. Her voice was as thick and sharp as a pick ax. "You know, I can only blame myself for this. I was the one who took your word, and didn't think anything of it."
"It's not your fault." He told her.
"No, you're right. It's your fault." She fired back. Jenny stared into Mike's face, searching for any remorse. Behind his handsome, yet rough exterior, she could see that he did feel sorry that he lied to her. She shook her head, and softened her gaze. "It's like I don't even know you anymore, Mike."
"But you do." He said, taking a step towards her. "I never lied about anything else, Jenny. I swear."
He seemed to be telling the truth, judging by the intensity and sincerity in his baby blue eyes. But he had the same look in his eyes when he told her that he didn't know why he was sent to Graceland. Jenny shrugged again. "I want to believe you." She said quietly. "I really do. But the truth is, I don't know what to believe anymore."
Mike hung his head in shame. "I wish I knew what to say." He admitted.
There was another moment of silence. He lifted his head after feeling her eyes on him. They held this gaze for a while. Finally, she rose out of the chair, her face unreadable. As she took a step closer, Mike was starting to think that she was going to forgive him. All of sudden, her hand connected with his cheek, causing a loud smack to ring out through the empty house. Mike brought a hand up to his throbbing cheek.
"Don't you give me that shit about not knowing what to say, Mike." Jenny ordered. "Don't you dare start that. How about telling me that you're sorry? Or that you made a mistake? I mean, dammit, Mike, I usually can't get you to shut up half the time, and now you're giving me this?" She smiled bitterly again, and rubbed her forehead.
"That really hurt..." Mike muttered, as he rubbed his cheek.
"Don't tempt me, or I'll make sure you really do hurt." She threatened. "The fact of the matter is, that you played me." She stuck a finger at his chest. "And went behind my back to investigate my brother."
Panic struck him like lightening. He glanced out the door to make sure no one heard that. Then, he turned and put a finger up to his lips and told her to shush. Jenny raised her eyebrows and looked like she was about to slap him again. "Sorry," He relaxed. "Habit."
"What do you hope to accomplish in this investigation? Huh?" Jenny snapped, placing her hands on her hips. "How was this all supposed to end, Mr. Holmes?"
Mike slumped his shoulders and shifted his feet. "I was told that," He began to explain slowly. "Lately, Briggs has been rather reckless, and doing things a little less than what protocol calls for. My job was to... well, gain his trust and report any suspicious activity."
Jenny was silent for a bit. She really had a knack for making her face unreadable. "Then you would go to DC after it was all over?" She asked.
He nodded stiffly. "I would probably even make director or something." Mike refused to make eye-contact with her. It wasn't really certain if Jenny was going to hit him, yell at him, or hug him. But Mike didn't really want to take the chance of looking at her again. He slumped onto his bed. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, Jenny. And I'm sorry that I lied."
Jenny bit her lower lip and thought hard. Then, she sat on the bed next to him. "I know why you didn't." She told him quietly. Mike looked at her incredulously. "If I was in your shoes, I wouldn't have told me either." He looked over at her with a surprised look. She looked defeated, and withdrawn, so uncharacteristic. Jenny sighed, and kept her gaze down at her bare feet. "The truth is, I've always suspected that this would happen."
That was one sentence that he did not expect to hear. He felt his mouth gape open and his eyes widened. "You did?" He gasped.
"Well, after what happened last year, and his change in behavior, I figured it was only a matter of time before it started to effect his job." She nodded, still refusing to look at him. "I guess that, when I found out that my suspicions were true, I didn't want to believe it."
Mike was unsure of what to think. When he first met Jenny, he had imagined many different scenarios of how she would react or what she would say. This was definitely not anything that he imagined. Not that he was complaining. In one of those scenarios, Jenny was rather violent towards him, and he preferred to keep his limbs and vital organs in tact.
He was about to ask her something, but then closed his mouth. There has been one question that has been burning inside of him ever since he arrived at Graceland. But was it the wrong time to ask now? On the other hand, she would be the best person to ask. Before he was even aware of it, Mike's mouth moved. "So, what did happen?"
It was Jenny's turn to think about what to say next. She wanted to tell him, but after her fight with Briggs, it would be wrong to tell him. She grinned, and glanced at him. "I don't think it's my place to say." She told him.
He nodded. It wasn't the answer that he was hoping for, but he knew that she was right. "You're probably right." He repeated aloud. "So, where does that leave us?"
After considering it for a while, she shrugged. "I won't get in your way," She reasoned. "As long as you don't hurt Paul, physically or whatever. There are ways to go about this without ruining his career." Mike didn't see how, but didn't think that asking her would be a good idea. "But be warned, if you do in fact harm him, in any way, shape, or form, I will hunt your ass down and personally escort you to hell."
She raised her eyebrows to show her seriousness, but Mike didn't need to see that in order to take her word for it.
He raised his hand to his head in order to do a fake salute. "Yes, ma'am." Jenny couldn't help, but break out in a laugh. Of all the times to be his dorky self. "So, we cool?" He asked, with that stupid grin of his.
She shook her head. There was no way that she could stay mad at this guy. "Yeah, we're cool." She nudged him with her shoulder. "But do me a favor. Can you let me know any major development in the case? Just to, you know, keep me in the loop."
"I think I can manage that." He told her. "And thanks. For being so understanding." She nodded. "But you know. My cheek is still throbbing."
She rolled her eyes, as he brought his hand up to his cheek again. "Give me a break." She muttered.
"It hurt!" Mike protested child-like. "You pack one hell of a slap."
"You are such a baby. Man up, dude." Jenny punched him in the arm.
Mike shook his head, and chuckled. Then, he got up off the bed, and sat at his desk. "Now, if you excuse me, I have an investigation to hide."
Jenny saw that it was her time to go and rose off the bed. "Yeah, man, you need to work on you security." She teased as she made her way towards the door.
"Yes, ma'am," He said, turning to his computer and going through all the files that she had opened.
Jenny took a few steps out, but stopped in the doorway, and looked back at Mike. His back was to her, and his fingers were lightly tapping the keys. She recalled the last few minutes and how it had gone from anger to best friends in a matter of minutes. How did that happen? She doesn't even know this guy that well, and yet they act like they've known each other their entire lives.
But Mike was not like most of the agents she had met over the course of her being here. There was no doubt that he was a unique individual, but he was a good guy. As hard as she tried, Jenny could hardly figure out something she hated about him.
Before turning to leave, Jenny couldn't help but smile. Maybe this was the start of something... exciting.
Yay! So friendship stuff, with a touch of something more? Idk, what do you think?
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