Okay so this chapter makes me depressed, but I wanted to get this done before I started on homework. :/ Gotta love college.
Jenny quietly lowered the gun, her eyes meeting Mike's. They shared a silent apology in that moment. Glancing at the red dot pointed at his chest again, she saw something that gave her a sliver of hope. The dot blinked three times.
"The game is over, senorita," Monterro said triumphantly. The two goons each took Mike and Jenny and twisted their arms behind their back, rather painfully. "I am the winner of this round."
Jenny glanced at Mike again and nodded slightly. "Yeah, well," Jenny said. "Time for round two." She threw her head back fast and hard, making it collide with the man's nose. There was a sickening crunch and he loosened his grip on Jenny, which gave her the opportunity to spin and twist his arms in an unnatural way. Just as she did this, Mike stomped on his captor's foot and managed to elbow him in the face. As they took care of them, the sound of doors bursting open echoed in the expansive room. Armed FBI agents swarmed around the five people in the middle of the room. Before anyone had time to think, Monterro was being shoved on the ground and having handcuffs planted on his wrists.
Once the two goons were placed under arrest, Mike and Jenny glanced at each other slightly out of breath from the fight. "How do we always end up here?" Jenny laughed breathlessly.
Mike shrugged. "We're agents. Nothing that ever happens to us is normal."
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After a debriefing session and a mini welcome home party yet again for Mike, Jenny and Mike were able to have their movie night. Although, they spent most the night arguing over what to watch. Jenny wanted action and adventure movies, whereas Mike wanted to watch mysteries or a Disney movie. Finally, they agreed to a choice that had a little bit of everything, the Princess Bride. About halfway through the beginning, Johnny walked past them and invited himself in the action.
"What?" Johnny asked seeing their shocked expressions. "This movie is the shit." Then, they both shrugged in agreement.
So, Jenny made popcorn and sat next to Mike on the couch, while Johnny was lying on his stomach on the floor, very child-like. They all laughed and quoted their favorite quotes when they came up. Once the popcorn was gone, they seemed to get very tired from the events of the day. Johnny was the first to fall asleep, then Jenny, who rested her head on Mike's shoulder. She was too tired to care, and so was Mike, so he just rested his head on hers and watched the movie in content silence.
Mike tried to focus his attention on the movie, but was distracted by the scent of Jenny's hair. It smelled so much like raspberries and honey. He could tell she was sleeping by the way her breathing had slowed down. He could also feel his heart swell with happiness as he noticed how comfortable he was with her leaning on him.
Why did she have this effect on him? He had felt a little flicker of something when he first met Abby, but with Jenny, he felt this way every minute he was in her presence. He thought back to his conversation with Johnny and DJ earlier, how they told him that they could tell he like Jenny more than Abby. In his heart, he knew that was true.
On the screen, Buttercup was telling Prince Humperdink about her love for Wesley. "Wesley and I are joined by the bonds of love. And you cannot track that, not with a thousand bloodhounds. And you cannot break it, not with a thousand swords."
Mike considered her words. While he would admit that that line was probably the most romantic line in cinematic history, he also thought about the way how it described perfectly how he feels about Jenny. But does that mean that he loves her? How could he? He doesn't know her that well. She has only been at Graceland for like a week. But yet he feels like it has been months.
Soon enough, the credits rolled, and Mike realized that he was the only one awake. He turned off the TV with the remote, and contemplated on waking her up or not. But before he could make a decision, she stirred awake.
"Did I miss it?" She slurred, rubbing her eyes.
"Yeah, but don't worry. They lived happily ever after." He told her.
"Cheesy much?" She joked sleepily, wrapping an arm around his waist and snuggling closer. He held her in his arms perfectly content to be in this position for the rest of his life. He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent. I love her. He finally admitted to himself.
He felt Jenny stiffen in his embrace, and twisted her head to face his. "What did you say?" She asked, studying his face.
Mike felt panicked. Had he said that out loud? But he was sure that he had said that in his head. "I don't... what?"
"You just said that you love me." Jenny informed, sitting up now.
Mike ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "No, I didn't mean to," He sputtered. "... I mean that I meant to say that in my... I'm sorry."
Jenny bit her lower lip and glanced down at her feet. There was a long pause before she spoke. "Dammit, Mike," She grunted, standing up and walking away.
"Whoa, wait," Mike jumped up, and grabbed her arm. "You can't just leave, Jenny."
"Mike, what are we doing?" She asked, spinning on her heels to face him. "Who are we trying to kid here? You don't love me. You can't love me."
"But I do, Jenn." He said confidently. "I know that now."
"No," She shook her head and began pacing. "You just think you love me. Probably because you know you can be honest with me, or something. I don't know. This is messed up."
"Well, what's so wrong if I do?"
Jenny shot him an incredulous look. "What's wrong? For one," She lowered her voice and looked over at the sleeping Johnny to make sure he was still asleep. "You're investigating my brother. And second, you have a girlfriend. You can't love someone else if you have a girlfriend. I mean... Jesus, Mike."
"I don't care." Mike said, grabbing her by the shoulders. "I want to do whatever it takes to be with you, Jenny. Even if that means messing up the investigations or getting rid of people that don't matter. You're the only one I care about."
Jenny felt tears fight their way down her cheeks. "Why do you have to love me?" She demanded, breaking away from him. "You don't know me, Mike. You don't know who I am or what I've done."
"I'm willing to find out if you let me." Jenny slumped her shoulders, no longer to fight the tears away. "Why are you pushing me away? A minute ago, we were snuggling on the couch."
"Because it wouldn't work."
"It wouldn't work."
"Yes, Mike."
"How wouldn't it work, Jenny? Tell me."
"It just wouldn't, okay?" Jenny started to walk away again, but this time, Mike pursued her.
"Don't give me that shit, Jenny. Tell me why it wouldn't work."
"Because I don't deserve you, alright?" She exclaimed, surprised at her own words. Mike fell silent, while Jenny fell apart right in front of him. "You're too good for me, Mike. You deserve Abby. She would give you a better life; one that doesn't involve this crap that we put up with everyday. If you were with me, then all it would be is chaos. I mean, look at all that has happened this week."
"It's not anything out of the ordinary." Mike said quietly.
"Just don't." Jenny looked at him with watery eyes. "Don't try and tell yourself that being with me will be all happy rainbows with unicorns and lollipops. Because you and I both know that it's not." She took a minute to compose herself. "And anyway, I'm leaving in the morning. So you might not see me again in a while. I have to go pack."
She stepped away, but he yet again caught her arm. She told herself not to turn and look at him, but he spoke anyway. "Just look me in the eye. And tell me you don't love me." He said.
Biting her lip, Jenny slowly turned and faced him. She could see his beautiful blue eyes wet with tears, but none fell. He was so beautiful to her, but she couldn't let herself be caught up in him. She had a duty to him and protect herself. A relationship between the two of them would just end up blowing up in their faces. Not to mention, she was scared. Jenny opened her mouth, but found difficulty in finding the right words. His eyes were locked on hers, and she could not avoid them. How could she say no to him? But how could she say yes to him? "I don't." She spat out quietly, then running to her room before anything else could be said.
Mike stood there in the middle of the living room silently. The only sound in the whole house was the sound of Johnny's snoring.
So, there we go. Happiness all the way around. not really. By the way, I don't know why I didn't acknowledge this before, but awhile back, a guest that went by the name of Elizabeth posted a review and came up with their ship name: Minny! I love it so much and it is a crime that I did not thank you for it, Elizabeth. So THANK YOU, whoever you are.
And just a heads up, we probably only have like a couple more chapters left. I don't remember how many at this point, but just be warned.
So let's pretend I'm your psychiatrist. "Tell me how you are feeling." (aka REVIEW MOTHA-EFFAS)