IM BACK! Did you miss me? So, I finally got my computer back up and running. ( just in time for school!) I am sooooooo sorry for the long wait. I was literally going crazy not being able to update this guys.

Thank you so much for not forgetting about me! And thank you for being so patient. So, now, your patience has paid off. Here's the next chapter!

Jenny sat alone at the kitchen table, gorging herself with a medium sized tub of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream, her favorite. Next to the tub of ice cream sat Jenny's phone, mocking her with its silence.

She had debated for the longest time whether or not to call Mike, tell him that she was sorry for running out on him, yell at him for making a move on her, something. But she did nothing. Why should she have to make the first move? He was a big boy; he could pick up the phone and talk to her, since he is trying so very hard to avoid eye contact. But why was he taking so long to call her?

As Jenny began to question her sanity, she heard the front door open and close. "Anybody home?" called Charlie as she made her way into the living room.

"Hey, Chuckie," Jenny waved to her, calling her the nickname that Briggs had saddled her with since her first day. She then noticed the shopping bags that Charlie was carrying and became curious. "What did you get?" Charlie smiled eagerly, as she reached into her bag and pulled out a super skimpy dress that looked about two sizes too small for her. Jenny whistled. "Looks like a battle dress."

"This little baby's gonna get me in with one of my most elusive drug rings." She declared proudly, even though she was clearly disgusted by the dress in question.

"Scandalous." Jenny commented, swallowing a chunk of ice cream.

It was then, that Charlie noticed the tub of ice cream in front of her friend. "Mind if I join you?" She asked, as she went to grab a spoon in the kitchen, setting her dress on one of the couches in the living room.

"Please," Jenny invited, swallowing another mouthful.

"So, we getting over a break-up, or are you pregnant?" Charlie pondered with a smile.

Jenny let out a small chuckle. "Neither, thank god." She replied, then scooped another scoop in her mouth, hoping that Charlie would leave it at that.

She didn't. "Then what's this about, Jenn?" Jenny avoided her friends' eyes, knowing that she would just tell her everything if she did. There were some secrets in Graceland that should remain secrets, especially about potential romances between agents.

"Is this about Mike?" Charlie asked, making Jenny nearly choke.

She shot her friend a shocked look. "How could you possibly...?"

"I saw the two of you sneak out to the patio last night." She replied. "Not to mention, the amount of tension that's been building up between the two of you. I mean, really. It should be censored for younger audiences."

Jenny rolled her eyes, but knew that Charlie knew her too well, so she couldn't lie to her. "Well, last night... he tried to kiss me. Nothing happened." She said after noticing the alarm crossing Charlie's face. "So don't worry about that. Anyway, I ran out on him, and we haven't spoken since." Jenny glanced down at her phone again, and ate another huge scoop of ice cream.

"And now, you're waiting on him to apologize or something," Charlie guessed, looking at Jenny intently.

"Either I'm really transparent, or you're just crazy psychic or something." Jenny chuckled.

Charlie smirked. "What can I say? I'm pretty good." She leaned back in her chair with a proud look on her face.

"You're more than good, Chuck."

She shrugged, as if to say, "true", but then regained the seriousness back. "So what's the problem? You're normally never this upset over waiting for an apology."

"Charlie, he tried to kiss me." She emphasized. "While he has a girlfriend. A super pretty and overly perfect girlfriend. He has no right doing that behind her back, or to me."

Charlie considered her friend for a second. "Do you like him?"

Jenny wanted to deny it. She wanted to swear up and down that she never had any feelings for Mike, that she never felt a stir inside of her when he smiled at her, that she never noticed any sparks whenever they would touch. But why can't she have one person to confide in who's not her brother? "I don't know." Jenny answered quietly, twirling her spoon around. "Does it matter?"

"It sounds like our little Mikey's confused. Like he doesn't know what he wants. If you were to have feelings for him, then that would effect the outcome."

"You're right," Jenny sighed.

Charlie leaned forward again, and put a hand over Jenny's. "He'll figure it out, Jenny. You just got to... give him time."

At that moment, Jenny's phone rang. The caller ID told them that Mike was calling.

"Speak of the handsome devil," Jenny muttered before answering. "Hello?"

"Hey, Jenny," Mike said. He sounded almost hesitant and awkward. Jenny could just picture him standing on the beach or wherever he was, scratching the back of his neck or shuffling his feet. "You, uh, still at the house?"

"Yeah." Jenny replied. In this situation, she thought it would be best to keep things short on her end.

"That's good." He said awkwardly. "Look, I'm... I'm sorry about last night, alright? It was stupid of me to... well, you know."

Charlie motioned to Jenny, asking her if she should leave her alone. But Jenny shook her head and told her she could stay. "Yeah, it was." Jenny agreed.

"I just..." Mike hesitated. He was nearly afraid of the potential anger that he was sure to get. But he had been a dick. Making excuses or anything like that would just make him even more like a dick. "You mean a lot to me, Jenny, and I don't want things to be awkward between us."

Jenny tried to contain a squeal. She means a lot to him? But she kept her composure. "I don't either."

"So, can you forgive me?"

She pictured his big puppy dog eyes, the ones that no one with a soul could say "no" to. Ever since they had met, Jenny couldn't stay mad at him, which right now, she was kicking herself for that. And even if Mike stays with Abby, she doesn't want to lose him as a friend. "Of course I can." She finally answered.

Mike breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thanks. Listen, I'm out running a few errands, but I was thinking that maybe I could rent a couple movies or something and we could have a movie night, if you wanted."

Jenny smiled. "That sounds perfect, Mike."

"Great. I'll see ya in a few."

They hung up, both with ridiculously big grins on their faces.

"So I'm guessing by the dopey grin, you guys made up." Charlie mused. These two so hopelessly liked each other, they could've been the center of a romantic comedy.

"Yep," Jenny nodded, placing the cover back on the ice cream tub. "And now, we're going to have a movie night."

Charlie grabbed the spoons and went to place them in the sink. "Alright, just keep it PG, okay?" She teased.

Just then, Jenny's phone rang again. Both girls looked at each other in confusion when they saw it was Mike again.

"This better be a butt dial," Jenny told Charlie, as she pressed answer. "Mike, if you keep calling, things are just going to be more awkward."

"Then, this should be really awkward for you." Said a voice that was too deep and Hispanic to be Mike.

Jenny felt the color drain from her face. "Who is this?"

"You know who I am, Jennifer."

Of course, she knew. Jenny never forgets a voice or a face. It helps with the job. She knew exactly who was talking. "Monterro."

Charlie straightened at the name, her mouth half open. "Never let it be said, that you are not smart, my dear Jennifer." Heraldo Monterro said proudly. "Much like your friend, Michael, here."

"What have you done with him?" She demanded.

"Now, is it really necessary to use that tone with me? Especially since my men are holding a knife to his neck?"

Jenny didn't question it. Monterro had been low profile, but he was known for being a man of his word. She swallowed down any smart retort or screams that wanted to escape her so badly. "What do you want, Monterro?"

"There's a lovely old meat packing plant just outside of town." He sounded so casual, as if he was inviting her over for tea. "Why don't you come see it? I know Michael is dying to see it as well." Jenny heard a struggling sound and a grunt from Mike, as if he had been punched in the stomach.

"Monterro, I swear to you," She said through clenched teeth. "If he so much as have a paper cut when I get there, I will tear you and your goons limb from limb."

"Come alone, and unarmed." Monterro said, dropping the smooth criminal act. The amount of seriousness in his voice weighed more than a cement building. "Don't keep me waiting."

The line went dead.

Okay, so I'm not sure how often I will be able to update this from now on because I start college on Monday! yay. But don't fret. I will not abandon this! It just might be updated after long periods of time.

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p.s. can we please talk about last night's episode? i mean for real!