Pfft. See if I come saving your damsel ass again if this is the thanks I get.

[ which is a bunch of horseshit. there will never be a single moment in history where mickey doesn't immediately jump to defend ian gallagher. it just won't happen. point being, it's all posturing and fuckery. all ian has to do to get the axe in his hands is grab it, mickey isn't going to do anything but maybe bitch and moan a little that he doesn't have his favorite toy. ]

It's just around the corner, anyway, we'll take you for target practice later, Rambo. [ as promised, once they turn the corner, there's the little bungalow house mickey's taken up in, oddly similar to what you might see in chicago, albeit, in a much nicer neighborhood then either of them come from. ]