Mickey is a well-paid undercover assassin. That's what he likes to call himself at least. In all reality, Mickey is a hitman for only Chicago's finest. He's the best in the business, never caring to look at his targets longer than it takes to off them and see the money transferred to his bank account. That is... until one of his targets manages to wrangle his attention. It's better than it sounds I hope.

Gallavich story written from Mickeys perspective. He goes from keeping his thoughts to himself, to letting Ian know everything.

Mickey decides to do after school boxing and Ian can't take his eyes off of the new kid who's kicking everyone's ass in the ring This story can also be found on my AO3 account : urundermyskin currently being edited as of 9/8/19

Ian's life is stable, he's in a relationship, has a job and finally takes his meds. But something's missing. Someone. Sorry for the mistakes, there probably are some typos, plus English is not my first language.

When Ian comes home from work exhausted, the following week cascades in a fight to be okay.

Set end of season 3 as if Ian hadn't run off to join the army. Ian hurt so bad after the wedding. He felt like his heart had physically broken and there was a constant pain in his chest. Of course he knew that Mickey probably had to do that to stop his dad from killing him but still... He started to think about all the weird little mannerisms he had picked up recently and God did he hope that he was wrong about what it was. He couldn't sleep that night as he decided what he was going to do. If he did have... bipolar, if he did then he didn't want to be like Monica ever.