Beth was opening the front door even before he'd gotten there. He noticed that she was still wearing her same outfit from dinner tonight; she hadn't even bother to try and turn in for the night.

He was barely on the steps when she stepped forward to greet him. Draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him close. "I'm so glad to see you," she said, placing a soft kiss on his lips. The gesture was warm, giving; she tasted of oranges and the hint of wine, at the edge of sensation. "I was starting to get a little worried," she admitted.

Mike savored the hug before loosening his hold on her. "I knew you would be worrying. It's not real late though. Thanks for waiting up."

"I wasn't worried because it was late," she explained. "I was worried because you were off playing super-hero with two guys you didn't know from Abraham. Plus, it's my job to worry about you," she grinned, now that she knew he was safe, allowed herself to. "It was in the fine print of the contract, right under the 'until death do us part' part."

"I know it's your job to worry about me. It's good to be home."

Taking his hand, slowly leading him inside, to the warmth of the house, she looked over her shoulder at him. "So..." she asked, "how was your first night as Elysium City's number one superhero?"

A sort of shy smile washed over his face. "We'll, the city doesn't know I'm here yet. But tonight was interesting I'll say that. That was Jonas who dropped me off. The one who was following us."

"Uh-huh," she said, leading him inside. "What does he do? Aside of seeing the future, that is." Looking back where his car had just been a moment ago. "He's obviously not some kind of super-mechanic, that's for sure."

"You're right. That car might need to be put down. His ability to see a bit into the future is the extent of his abilities."

"We went and talked to Adam. He has some psychic powers. The three of us are going to try and find out what was in Jonas' vision to try and prevent anything real bad from taking place."

She closed the door behind them. Locked it.

"So what did this Jonas guy see, exactly?" she asked, frowning slightly. "Obviously it couldn't have been too good, huh?"

"No. He saw a man running down an alley. A group of armored men were after him. It appeared like this man was in big trouble, along with all the innocent bystanders."

She frowned. "Innocent bystanders?" she asked. "Where's this gonna happen at? What kind of alley has innocent bystanders in it?"

"It looked like the fight spilled elsewhere into a populated area. Seemed like some more bad things to come from it."

"Right now there isn't much of a plan. What to do will be on my mind now I'm sure. Tomorrow if you are home and get a call from either Jonas or Adam take a message. Not sure about them going along yet, but I will be taking a look around Iron Town tomorrow night."

Beth nodded. By then, the two of them were walking up the stairs, deeper into the house. She was taking off the sweater she had on, revealing a tight black top beneath it. "You're not taking them with you?" she asked quizzically. "What kind of super-heroes are these two yahoos, anyway?" she cocked a brow. "What are they planning to do? Watch you round up the bad guys by yourself on the six o'-clock news?"

"Well that might be about it. They aren't the 'field' type of superheros. Adam may be able to do something as far as a mental attack. I will be the one doing the fighting when it comes down to it." Mike knew that would give Beth something else to worry about.

She sighed. "Wonderful," she shook her head. "Sounds to me like you need to round up some more good guys to help even up the odds. I hate the idea of you going toe-to-toe with all of 'em just by yourself," she said, squeezing his hand gently. "I know you can take care of yourself, but--"

She shook her head again, leaving it just at that.

"So, looks like you mostly worried about me tonight, huh? Did you have anything else to eat?

She'd led him into the bedroom. In the corner of the room, she'd broken out the little inflatable mattress they'd brought with them on the trip, already had it made with a comfortable-looking topping of sheets and pillows. "Yeah," she said. "They had a fruit basket waiting for us on the kitchen counter...kind of a welcome to the neighborhood, thing, I guess," she shrugged. "The oranges are pretty good," she opined. "And there's plenty left. I know you've gotta be pretty hungry, by now."

Upon seeing the mattress setup, Mike started thinking of some other more pleasant things. This wasn't the first time the bedroom had been setup in this manner.

"I don't know about you, but I'm ready to hit the sack. I'm looking forward to work, but now it will be harder to focus on things on a non-heroic nature."

Beth turned to him, dropping down to a seat on the corner of the little mattress. Folded her arms across her ample chest. "Yeah?" she said, arching a brow while barely suppressing a mischievous grin. "So no breaking in the new house tonight?" she asked. "Is that what you're trying to say?"

She chuckled gently, blue eyes twinkling in the room's light.