Ballerinas and Guns -Graceland Fanfiction [ editing]

Chapter 10: Sauce Night

Mikey wakes up the next morning for what would be his usual morning run. He doesn’t get pass his door before looking back at me in bed. Later on he gave in takes everything else off his body except the boxers to join me in the bed. Suddenly I knew that he stayed because I felt his cold silver necklace against my back. When he wrapped his arms around me again not to long after that drifted off.

 Before exiting his room the next morning gave him a kiss then entered my room. I took a short bath to get ready for work. Seconds after that I entered our kitchen greeting all my family who were already up. Mike felt the bed where I previously laid the night before realizing that  I am not there anymore which woke him up. Soon Johnny Cakes bounced into his room greeting “Good Morning son.” “John is there something wrong?” he asked. “Yes, I found T on the loft couch last night curled up. Her pulse was extremely low so I brought her here to you.

They were the last two agents to enter our kitchen that morning. You’re in trouble again T, Paige Pumpkin teased me and giggling. He spun me around to face his blue eyes. “Rookie, can I talk to you upstairs in the com room?” Mikey stated. I followed him and we shut the door behind us. Please don’t lie to me right now Mimi, he sounded very firm. There really wasn’t anything for me to tell because you sensed it all on your own Roger, I mentioned.

Later on we returned to the kitchen.  Everyone sat down around the table ready to eat breakfast. We ate together as a family. Conversations happened like always never the same one. After eating put out dirty dishes in the sink.

 

Within minutes we all grabbed our belongings to head out the door. All of us mentioned goodbye to each other. Mikey and I were both on surveillance duty for that day. Chasing down leading for a case oh, how fun does that sounds. Halfway through that I became antsy start playing with the knobs on the radio which isn’t something I usually do at all. “Mimi, you look like you’re going to pass out.” Three things I need you to do: Call John, focuses on me, and looks in the glove compartment there are brown bags for usage hidden something in there find one.

Phone Chat

Mikey: hey John

Johnny Cakes: Hey son

Mikey: how are you?

Johnny Cakes: Good and you

Mikey: Same here

Johnny Cakes: “Is that T in the background?

Mikey: yes…. She is hyperventilating

Johnny Cakes: okay

Mikey: We have to take her to the doctor