Sequel to Moving On
Mike and Bex have been at their new assignments for a few months now. Mike is looking at things far out of his normal range of cases while Bex is facing a demon that has haunted her past for ten years now. Will both of them be ab...
AN: Now that I officially finished writing this story I'm hoping to start getting out updates on a bit of a regular schedule. I just wanted to say first of all, thank you so much for all of your patience and for all the love this story has received. I know it's been a long time to even get to this point. So happy reading and much love to you all!
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Mike sat on a bench as the sun was beginning to set, waiting for Laurel. He had texted Bex to let her know where to meet him but to give him a few minutes so he could inform the other about the shady witness. Bex had agreed, letting him know that they apparently were getting somewhere with the person they were questioning.
"Hey." Laurel greeted as she sat on the other end of the bench. "What did you want to tell me?"
"You need to tell your brother that the next witness the committee is questioning is lying."
Laurel looked at him with a furrowed brow. "And you know this how?"
Mike just gave her a 'you know I can't tell you that' look.
Laurel just nodded. "Is there anything else?"
"That's it for now but I'll let you know if I learn something more." He really did not want to help Red start a war, after all.
"Well, thanks." She said, standing up. She was just about to walk away before she turned back around to face him. "Can I ask you something about Bex?"
His face dropped, was he about to hear just how questionable things were? Was it going to match up with what Bex had already told him? "Uh, yeah, sure. What is it?"
"Are you two more than just friends?"
Well, that certainly shocked him. He wasn't expecting the question. He's been meaning to tell Laurel anyway. "Yeah. Just recently though." He clarified when he saw a brief look of disgust on Laurel's face. He didn't want her to think that he was flirting with her to cheat. "Like it just happened yesterday recent."
"Oh." Laurel nodded, looking down at her feet. "Well, I guess I'll see you around then." She hated that she was hurt by this. They were far too different so it was probably for the best but rejection was rejection and that would always hurt no matter what.
"I'll see ya." Mike replied, feeling bad. If they had met under different circumstances things could have potentially gone the way that Laurel seemed to hope for. He'd have to ask Bex for a few pointers on how to possibly not feel as bad about flirting to get information.
Speaking of, Bex came over a few minutes later, two soft pretzels in her hands. "I thought what better way to cheer ourselves up than with some food?" She said in greeting, sitting next to him and handing it over.
"The smell was too tempting to not stop, wasn't it?" He teased her before happily taking a bite. They looked fresh; the butter was still melting.
Bex laughed and nodded. "It's scary that you know me that well."
