[  okay, this is embarrassing, but instead of packing and cleaning to leave my dorm, I taught myself how to make tiktok edits. it's not great and the lighting is bad but if you want to see, my tt is @/theilliterateironman and you may even see a glimpse of what's to come in scream 3 !

also, I've been in the trenches of the comments, truly defending mickey with my life from some of y'all that seem to think he's done something wrong? he's just a silly guy having a fun time. leave my babygirl alone  ]

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ARE YOU HIGH?

☆︎ APRIL, 1998 ☆︎

Indiana felt numb as she sat in the waiting room of the hospital. The police were questioning all of their friends there while Derek was getting stitches in his arm. She didn't say much of anything, still processing the fact that Cici was dead.

Sure, they'd only known each other for less than a year, but it felt like losing a sister almost. She wouldn't get to see her pretty smile or go shopping with her ever again. Indiana knew she wouldn't be able to stomach going to the Spice Girls concert over the summer, knowing how much Cici adored the band.

Mickey, Hallie, and Randy finally found them all after the police arrived at the Delta Lambda house. And the only time Indiana let her boyfriend leave her side was to be questioned by one of the detectives involved in the case. Otherwise, she was glued to his side, terrified for him to leave her side with another Ghostface out there. She sat next to Sidney in the waiting room while he was gone, both girls leaning against each other tiredly — emotionally and physically tired.

She didn't even perk up at the sight of Mickey when one of the detectives led him from the staff break room where they'd been questioning all of them in. The man pat him on the back, finished with him. "Thanks for your cooperation," he said before looking at Hallie, who was leaning against the wall. "Hallie, I'll be with you in a few minutes, okay?"

Hallie, who was nervously toying with her necklace, nodded to him. "Uh, no problem."

"That's the easiest interrogation of my crime-filled life," Mickey assured her, letting her know it was no big deal.

She nodded, trying to calm her nerves. "I'm going to go get a quick cup of coffee. You want?"

"Nah," he said, shaking his head.

"You want some, Sid? Indy?" Hallie asked them as she walked past.

Sidney shook her head, as did Indiana. "No, but Randy should still be there with Sophia and Jackson."

Hallie left, and Mickey came over to the two distraught girls. He sat next to Indiana and put his hand on her knee, rubbing it comfortingly. "How you guys doing? You all right?"

"Not at all," Sidney said, sighing. "You know, I knew this was coming. I knew this wasn't over."

"I didn't know this was coming," Indiana muttered angrily. "That was the whole point of stabbing him in his stupid face."

"Look, you are not alone. Either of you, okay?" Mickey told them, speaking softly. "We are all here for you. All right? Whatever you need."

"I can't believe she's gone," Indiana whispered, her eyes beginning to water again. She quickly cleared her throat and hid her face in Mickey's chest.

"I know," he said, gently running his hands through her hair and holding her tightly with his other arm. "I'm so sorry, Indiana."

"And Derek could've been killed, you know," Sidney mumbled, looking at her boyfriend through the open door of his room. He was surrounded by law enforcement while Virginia fixed his arm.

"But he wasn't. He's fine. He just needs to realize the '90s is no time to play hero," Mickey said in a joking tone, which earned a breathy, barely there laugh from Sidney. "Why would anyone go back in that house anyway?"

Indiana tensed all of a sudden and pulled away from Mickey's chest to look at Sidney, who seemed to have the exact same thought as she looked at Derek with wide eyes. Billy had let himself get arrested to throw suspicion off of him. Could Derek be doing the same?

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After receiving his stitches — Derek insisted that Virginia be the one to patch him up instead of one of the nurses working at the hospital — Virginia wrapped some gauze around his arm tightly. While she did so, he finished up explaining his side of the story to the police officers.

"I went around to the back of the house and ran into Sid there. That's when she told me the killer was inside, so I went in to see — ah!" Derek cried out when Virginia pulled the bandage tightly.

"You're lucky there's no nerve damage," she said, looking at him pointedly. "You're going to have to take it easy though."

"So then you went back inside the house?" Chief Hartley asked, bringing the conversation back to the attack.

"Yeah."

"No struggle?" another officer asked, looking at him doubtfully. "He just cut you and ran away? You're lucky he didn't kill you."

"Yeah, it's awfully convenient," Dewey muttered.

"Say what?" Derek asked, raising an eyebrow at what seemed to be an accusation.

"Nothing. It's just a shame he got away so easily," he said, eyeing him suspiciously.

"It's just a shame you got there too late, right after he disappeared," Derek shot back defensively, clearly upset by what Dewey was insinuating.

Virginia glared at the boy and made a point to pull the bandage tighter than necessary, making him wince in pain once again.

"Yeah," Dewey muttered, his thoughts on a similar track to the ones Indiana and Sidney were currently having. "It is."

☆︎

Indiana barely slept and not in her own room — she couldn't stay where there were so many loving memories of Cici. Sidney let her stay in their room, and the two stayed curled up all night, neither really managing to shut their eyes knowing that someone had killed another one of their friends a year and a half after they thought it was all over.

When morning came, both were downing coffee like it was water. Hallie was the one to go and get clothes for Indy to wear for the day, knowing she wasn't ready to go back yet even if Cici's things hadn't been there since January.

And five minutes after she delivered some black baggy jeans and a plain blue crop top — it was one of Mickey's t-shirts that she stole and eventually made her own by cutting it up — they got visitors. Hallie was the only one with enough energy to get back up and answer the door, which was being guarded by a police officer. There'd been one out there all night.

It was Derek, Mickey, and Jackson who arrived. Derek was holding a Dunkin' Donuts box in his hands, smiling at them. "Good morning. Good morning. We bring gifts. We bring gifts."

Mickey instantly went over to the couch Indiana was sitting on, one hand holding half a donut and the other hiding behind his back. Jackson greeted Hallie with a quick kiss before leaning against her desk.

"We have chocolate, glazed, old fashion — the cops ate all the jelly-filled," Derek informed them while dropping next to Sidney on her bed.

"Is there blueberry?" Indiana asked, leaning closer to Derek.

"Mick made sure we got your favorite," Derek said while grabbing a blueberry donut and handing it off to her.

"Thank you, kind sir," she said, grabbing her surprise breakfast. Hallie also picked one out before moving over to Jackson.

"Despite all the tight security, we did smuggle in this," Derek then said, holding out a small, red rose. Jackson whipped one out as well, passing it on to Hallie, who cooed over how sweet it was.

Indiana looked at Mickey expectantly, who grinned and moved his other hand from behind his back, showing off the flower he brought her. She smiled at him, thinking he looked downright adorable with how pleased with himself he was — it was the first time she'd smiled since finding out about Cici's death.

"Thanks," Sidney said while kissing Derek's cheek.

Then Derek pointed to Mickey, looking very delighted. "He got frisked!"

"Not only did I get frisked, I had to give them my name, rank, sexual preference," Mickey said, laughing a little.

"Which is?" Indiana asked teasingly.

"You," he said before putting the stem of the rose between her teeth. "Naked."

Indiana couldn't help but snort at how cute he was. "Oh, that's right baby, dream about it." Then she reached for the flower, but he grabbed it with his hands again and held it out of reach.

"Say 'good morning.'" he instructed in a firm tone.

"Good morning," she said with a smile before reaching for the rose. But he held it out of her reach again, making her stretch for it. It ended with her practically straddling him as she managed to grab the flower, and he slid his arms around her waist to keep her there.

"Good morning," he said, grinning again before leaning up to kiss her softly. She hummed contently against him, already feeling better and safer now that she was in his arms. And he tasted like the sweet donut glaze, making it even better.

"Too early for your grossness," Jackson complained, rolling his eyes.

"So, how ya doing?" Derek asked Sidney.

She simply responded with a, "Fine," lying through her teeth.

"Get any sleep?"

"A little," she again lied, avoiding the look Indy sent her. Then she nodded to Derek's arm, which had a smaller bandage wrapped around it. "How's your arm?"

"Oh, great, great. It's fine. Every stab wound should feel this good," he joked while getting a bit more comfortable.

Jackson, from his spot on the desk, saw that Hallie picked one of her notebooks up and was writing in it. "What's that?"

"Doing a little security thing here," she said, earning a nod of understanding from him. Hallie looked over at Sidney and Indiana. "Um, you're both skipping calculus, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, hey, I've got a perfect excuse," Sidney said with a grin.

"Luca can give us the notes for what we miss," Indiana added while leaning against Mickey's chest. She also moved her donut up to his face, silently offering a bite, which he happily accepted.

"What about rehearsal?" she asked, again asking them both. Sidney was the star, of course, but Indiana was working the sound equipment for some extra credit.

"Uh, it's dress rehearsal," Sidney said, shaking her head. "I gotta show. It's too important."

"Then I'll be there too," Indiana assured her. "You and me, babe."

"Okay. I'll cover you through rehearsal," Hallie said. Then she looked at Mickey. "I know we'll all have lunch together, but Mickey, when do you get out of Docudrama?"

"That would be two o'clock," he answered.

"You relieve me at two thirty?"

"I'd love to," he said before kissing Indiana's temple. "I'm supposed to help with the lights anyway. Then it'll be me with Indy the rest of the time."

"I'll take Sid tonight," Derek then offered.

Indiana and Jackson were the only two to see how visibly tense Sidney became at the suggestion, but she forced an uneasy smile. "When are you gonna study? Don't you have micro-biological anatomy or something?"

Derek smirked and leaned closer. "Tonight, I have you." He moved to kiss her, but she just laughed him off and turned her head, making him frown. "Sid, I'm a good guy, remember?"

"Yeah, I know," Sidney said, leaning in to kiss him softly.

But it was evident that Derek didn't believe her. Not that it mattered — she didn't know if she believed him either.

☆︎

The police had set up camp in the campus security building, wanting to be close in case of another attack. Dewey and Virginia were watching as the Chief of Police began putting all the facts they knew on a rolling chalkboard — there weren't actually that many facts, which Sophia pointed out several times from her spot at some deputy's desk.

"We got three victims," Hartley said, writing all three down. "Maureen Evans, Phil Stevens, and Cici Cooper."

No one had noticed Gale as she silently entered the room, eying the board. "Is Cici the girl's real name?"

"Oh, fuck," Virginia muttered, looking at the board with wide eyes. Her stomach began to twist, realizing what Gale was getting at. "It's Casey. Casey Cooper. Just like—"

"—Casey Becker," Gale finished for her, both women on the same train of thought.

"Excuse me?" Hartley asked, not understanding why they looked so concerned.

"She was a young victim in Woodsboro," Gale said while moving to the board. "As well as her boyfriend, Steven Orth."

As Gale used the chalk to underline Phil's last name, Dewey came closer. "As in Phil Stevens."

"Maureen Evans," Virginia added while Gale underlined the woman's name. "Maureen Prescott."

"Shit," Sophia mumbled under her breath, suddenly wishing she'd stayed in Woodsboro.

"That's Sidney's mother," Gale explained to Chief Hartley.

"Do you think someone's trying to duplicate Woodsboro?" Dewey asked her,

She nodded, clearly not happy about it. "It looks like it."

"I think you have a copycat on your hands, Chief," Dewey told him.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered, rubbing his forehead.

Dewey eyed the man. "What are you doing to keep Sidney and Indiana safe?"

"I got my two best detectives guarding them," Hartley told him. "The girls agreed to stick close together."

"And I met both of them last night," Virginia added. She'd threatened Officer Andrews and Officer Richards at length the night before after she learned they'd be the ones stationed outside of the dorms and following them around campus. "I told them I'd kill them if they didn't keep my sister in perfect condition."

"Personally, I do think there's been enough murder and such," Sophia said, picking at her nails after propping her feet on the desk, not caring about the deputy's work that she messed up. "But do what you think is best, I guess."

Virginia rolled her eyes and moved to push Sophia's dirty boots off the desk, already regretting letting her fly across the country with them. But they couldn't just drop her off with her brother — they promised Mrs. Martin that she'd stay with Dewey.

After they all shared a few more facts about what happened in Woodsboro with Chief Hartley so he knew what to expect, they all left the campus security building, knowing there was work to do. As Dewey, Virginia, and Sophia came out, Chief Hartley was shaking Gale's hand, thanking her for her investigative help.

"Take care, Miss Weathers."

"All right."

As he headed back up the steps, Hartley smiled at them. "Dewey."

Dewey pat him on the back while carefully going down the stairs. "Chief."

"Hi," Gale greeted as they all reached the sidewalk. "So, I'm heading over to admissions to do some leg work. You game?"

It was evident that her offer only extended to Dewey, making Virginia and Sophia roll their eyes. The woman was so nauseatingly transparent, hoping that Dewey would forget how mad he was with her if they went on another adventure like the initial one that brought them together.

"I'm not here to write a book, Miss Weathers," Dewey replied, stepping past her. "I'm here to help Sid, Indy, Jackson, and Randy."

"I want to help them, too," Gale said, keeping him from leaving. All of them looked at her doubtfully, and then she couldn't help but grin. "And help myself, of course." Dewey was even less impressed by her honesty. "Come on, Dewey. Smile just once. Please?"

But Dewey wasn't so easily swayed by her charm like he used to be. "I'll smile when I catch the killer," he said stiffly before walking off.

Virginia followed after him, as did Sophia, but not without flipping her least favorite reporter off. Gale sighed and tried to go after Dewey, but a flock of other media people surrounded her, giving them time to get away from her.

"I can't believe you dated that," Sophia said to Dewey in a snarky tone. "Like, yeah, she's a babe, but seriously?"

"Yes, Sophia, thank you for pointing out my poor judgment," Dewey said, rolling his eyes playfully. He'd never be truly mad at Sophia — being close with her made him feel close with Tatum, just as he did with Sidney. They, in particular, were who Tatum loved the most.

"Especially when you already had Virginia," Sophia went on, determined to make him squirm. "Unlike Gale, who is like seven years older than you, she's younger, taller, and she saves lives, which is the sexiest job aside from, like, a flight attendant."

"You're just saying that because you thought the one on our flight here was hot," Virginia said, smirking over at her. "And Dewey is allowed to pursue all the bitchy, fame-hungry cougars his heart desires, Sophia."

"I did not date a cougar," he said, scoffing. He didn't appreciate being ganged up on — or being reminded of how stupid he was for ruining things with Virginia. "And don't you think I've learned from my mistake?"

Virginia just raised an eyebrow. If he had actually learned anything, he'd have asked her out months ago. "Have you, now?"

"What do you mean?" Dewey asked with an almost adorable, confused frown on his face. Virginia just rolled her eyes and kept walking, Sophia easily keeping up with her pace.

"You really do like 'em stupid, don't you?" Sophia asked Virginia, keeping her voice low enough for only her to hear.

"Painfully stupid, it seems."

☆︎

Indiana was surprised when Derek swung by her room — well, Sidney and Hallie's room — for the second time that morning. After he'd walked Sidney to her first class, leaving her with one of the police officers in charge of them, he decided to double back, subjecting himself to another search from security just to talk to her.

"What can I do you for, Der?" Indy asked while letting him into the room.

"I guess I just, well, I wanted to talk to you about something," he told her while sitting on the edge of Sidney's bed.

She studied his hunched-over form, knowing he was upset about whatever it was. And it wasn't hard to guess. "You mean you want to talk about Sidney?"

He sighed and nodded. "She's been different since what happened last night. You know? She's looking at me different. And then this morning, while I was walking her to class, she was saying all this stuff about needing distance and that I need to stay away from her."

"I mean, she's obviously not gonna be her normal self right now," Indiana said while leaning against the wall. "She has her reasons for wanting to keep you at arm's length."

"I just don't understand why Sidney is being like this."

Indiana let out a genuine laugh. "You don't understand?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "What's confusing about her boyfriend being a manipulative psycho that killed her mother and best friend? Of course, she has some trust issues and wants to keep you safe by getting away from you."

"Well, yeah," he mumbled, glancing up at her, "but you and Mickey are doing fine with all this. Why aren't you pushing him away to keep him safe?"

"Because I'm selfish, Derek. And I don't want to go through this a second time alone," she said softly. As she spoke, she reached up to hold the locket Mickey got her for her birthday. "I left Cici alone, and she was killed. I want to keep Mickey safe, and I can't know he's safe unless he's with me. Sid and I just handle this stuff differently, but that doesn't make her way any less valid or important."

"I just hate the way she's looking at me, though," he said, shaking his head. "I know you've seen it. It's like - it's like she thinks I'm the bad guy here. But she's not looking at any of our other friends that way — Hallie, Mickey, even everyone that came back from Woodsboro."

"Derek," Indiana said, moving to sit next to him. "You know what she's been through. You know how hard the last year and a half has been. So please, just be patient with her. She'll realize you're not responsible for this. But if you are..."

"I'm not," Derek insisted.

"I hope that's true," Indiana said, looking him over. "Because I wasn't joking or overreacting last night, Derek. And you're so handsome — I'd hate to have to kill you for taking Cici away from me."

Derek held Indiana's hand, squeezing it tightly. He could see how much pain she was in from losing her best friend, even if she hadn't let herself cry again. "I didn't kill Cici. But I promise that I'm here for whatever you need — all of us are, especially Mickey. I mean, except for now, because he's in his editing class."

"Yeah, he and Randy have a big project they've got to finish up," she said, managing a smile. "But I'll see him at lunch, and then won't leave his side."

"Which I'm sure he'll love," Derek said with a grin. "Honestly, I'm jealous of how attached at the hip you two are."

"We're in love," she said simply. It was that simple. "And I know you and Sid haven't made it to the L-word stage, but you guys will — assuming you're not a killer."

"I'm not."

"If you say so, frat boy."

☆︎

The cafeteria was crowded, but thankfully, Derek and Hallie got out of their classes early and could save a table for them all. And it wasn't long before Mickey and Jackson were joining them, lunch trays in hand.

Jackson sat next to Hallie, and Mickey was holding an apple in his mouth, but dropped it into his hand after setting his tray down while sitting in a free seat, making sure to leave one open for Indiana next to him. He instantly started talking, looking intensely at his friends.

"Derek, you think Sid will let me interview her for my documentary?" he questioned.

"Oh, yeah. You know," Hallie said sarcastically, "she turned down Primetime Live, 20/20, and Dateline. But for you, yeah."

"Well, Indy's gonna interview for me," he grumbled with a little pout on his lips.

"Yeah, because she's in love with you," Jackson reminded him with a grin. "There's not enough love in the world for Sidney to talk to you about it, though."

"Drop it," Derek told them both.

Mickey didn't drop it, though, as he leaned in, keeping his voice down. "I've been thinking about this whole murder thing. Have they checked out Randy?"

"What?" Derek asked in disbelief.

"Dude," Jackson scoffed, "no fucking way."

He put up his hands in defense. "I know he's an innocent victim the first time around, but he's a little off. Cici never gave him the time of day with that Ted asshole around. You know what I'm saying?"

Hallie rolled her eyes. "Come on. Randy? The guy's harmless."

"And he's our friend. He was there in Woodsboro. He wouldn't put Indy and Sid through that again," Jackson denied. "Like Hal said, he's harmless."

"That's what they said about Dahmer," Mickey pointed out, not swayed by their arguments.

"Guys, keep it down. Come on," Derek said suddenly. He'd spotted Sidney and Indiana coming their way with their lunches. He raised his voice to a normal volume as they came over. "What's up, Sid? Indy?"

"Hi there," Indiana said, watching how Derek began to pull out the chair next to him for Sidney to sit in.

"Hey, Sid," Hallie greeted them. "Indy."

"How's it going?" Mickey asked as Indiana sat in the free seat next to him. He leaned in and kissed her cheek, making her smile softly.

To Derek's visible displeasure, Sidney ended up sitting beside Jackson instead of him, so he was left to awkwardly push the free chair back in and sit down.

"Where are the Secret Service guys?" Mickey questioned, glancing around the crowded space.

"Over there," Sidney answered while Indiana pointed to the two men in gray suits that stood out against the casually dressed college students.

"And which one is Kevin Costner?" Hallie asked teasingly, glancing their way.

"The one on the right is Officer Richards," Sidney explained, referring to the older of the two. "He is a Capricorn. Divorced. Father of two."

"The babe on the left is Officer Andrews," Indiana added, giggling when Mickey pinched her arm. "He is a Gemini. He's single, but I so think he's gay."

"Really?" Hallie asked, her eyes wide.

"Mm-hmm," Sidney hummed, trying not to laugh.

"Maybe we shouldn't have skipped calculus," Indy said, taking the cap off her bottle of water. "Luca would love to meet him."

"Derek," Mickey suddenly said. He'd been watching the boy who seemed deep in thought with his head propped on his hands. "Penny for your thoughts."

Derek seemed to think to himself for a moment before speaking, his words not make much sense at first. "This morning, I woke up with this feeling I... didn't know how to deal with."

All of them looked at him in confusion, and then Derek began to sing rather than talk. "And so I just decided to myself, I'd hide it to myself."

"What is he doing?" Hallie asked, looking at him like he'd grown a second head.

"Is he high?" Jackson questioned, knowing damn well his roommate would never try drugs.

Mickey was grinning widely and pointed at him. "Tom Cruise, Top Gun, 1986."

"Oh, god," Indiana said, leaning back to enjoy the oncoming performance.

The only one not enjoying it was Sidney, who got embarrassed. "Derek, don't," she pleaded.

"When you walked into the room," he kept singing. Then he raised his voice, singing at a full volume and beginning to draw attention from the surrounding tables. "I think I love you!"

"Don't do this," Sidney begged, her cheeks turning red.

"I think I love you. Isn't that what life is made of?" he continued to sing while climbing on top of the table. Mickey and Indiana quickly pulled all the salt shakers and food out of his way. "And though it worries me to say, I've never felt this way, hey!"

Sidney was laughing while Hallie covered her face in embarrassment. Since Mickey was too busy looking at the onlookers gleefully, Indiana swiped his camera and began recording Derek, not wanting to miss this show.

"I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of?" Derek sang while jumping on top of a nearby table. Then Mickey and Jackson began clapping to the beat of the song, getting others to join in. "I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for."

At that point, Mickey rose from his seat, encouraging others to do so while clapping, giving Derek a lively audience to perform for. Indiana got up as well so that she could keep the camera angled at both of them, occasionally panning back to Sidney for her reaction.

Then Derek jumped to the table occupied by Allison and Melanie, startling the amused girls. Indiana caught Melanie's eye, and they both grinned at each other.

"I think I love you. Isn't that what life is made of? And though it worries me to say, I've never felt this way," Derek went on.

One of his fellow brothers got up and stuck a dollar bill in his waistband, making everyone cheer even louder. Sidney couldn't stop laughing at the scene he was making.

"Believe me, you really don't have to worry," Derek sang while stepping on a chair to get to another table. "I only wanna make you happy."

Indiana glanced at her boyfriend and saw him doing a little dance to the song, done with the clapping now that the rest of the students were keeping it up. She giggled as he bounced around to the beat, encouraging the whole show.

"And if you say 'hey, go away,' I will but I think better still, I better stick around and love you. Do you think I have a case? Let me ask you to your face. Do you really love me, because I think I love you!"

At the end of the song, Derek shouted the last notes off-key and jumped off the table, landing on his knees in front of a grinning Sidney. While everyone clapped for him, he caught his breath and managed a little wave. Once he got to his feet, he bowed like it was a play before gesturing to Sidney, showing her off to everyone.

"Let's show a little love, huh?" Mickey shouted while gesturing for everyone to be louder once Derek pulled Sidney to her feet. The room full of students all stood, the cheering and clapping intensifying as they did.

Sidney tried to sit back down, but Derek just pulled her right back to his side. And Mickey, always the director, waved his arms in a silencing motion, cutting the cheering off so that everyone could hear.

"Come on. Come here, come here," Derek said to Sidney while digging something out of his pocket. "Don't worry, Sid. I know things are a little crazy." Then he revealed a silver chain with his fraternity letters on the charm.

Mickey quickly returned to his seat, bringing Indiana along with him, who was still dutifully recording the sweet moment. He looked at Hallie and Jackson, a big grin on his face. "Isn't that a big frat faux pas?"

"Oh, yeah. That is a big no-no," Hallie informed them. She was loving the scandal Derek just created. "See, you're not supposed to give your Greek letters to your girl no shape, way, or form. The brothers are going to kick his ass, but it's tradition."

Mickey gave a cute little shrug, still smiling. "It's tradition."

"It's good luck," Derek told Sidney while putting the necklace on her. "It'll protect you."

Sidney was clearly touched by the gift. She held the necklace carefully before leaning up and kissing Derek sweetly. And of course, the whole cafeteria broke into cheers and applause again for the cute couple.

Then Mickey wrapped his arm around Indiana, who leaned against his chest. She looked up at him, grinning. "How come I wasn't serenaded when you gave me my necklace?" she questioned, toying with the gold heart locket around her neck.

He leaned down to whisper in her ear, which wasn't really necessary given all the noise that was being made. "I believe I put on quite a good show for you after, if I recall."

Indy rolled her eyes and then kissed his cheek. "I recall you being rather mean considering it was my birthday."

"Oh, don't pretend like you don't love it when I'm mean," he murmured, nipping at her jaw lightly.

"Guys, we are right across the table from you," Jackson said in a flat tone, glaring at the two. No, he didn't hear their words, but he saw how Mickey was mere seconds away from sucking on Indiana's neck like a vacuum cleaner. "We're trying to eat."

Indiana stuck her tongue out at Jackson before leaning into Mickey even more. "Sid and Derek are being gross and couple-y too."

"In a cute way, not a talking about their overactive sex life," he said, rolling his eyes. "Don't make me call your sister."

Indiana raised a challenging eyebrow. "Don't make me call yours."

They both knew that Sophia would always be a million times more gifted at embarrassing her sibling than Virginia was. And that was the last thing Jackson needed while he was trying to speed things up with Hallie.

"Alright," he said, putting his hands up. "Let's not do anything too hasty."