Mick can't think about that night, he can't think about the fire or anything else when his partner, when his best friend needs him. He might not be the brightest but Mick has always had an intuitive nature which helps him read when Leonard wants him near and when he should back off. He's not right all the time, but he's getting better at it.

While he can't fix this, can't find a way to just make Lewis disappear, he can be there for his friend and little Lisa.

"Hey," he murmurs softly, using his free hand to dig into his pocket. Mick pulls out his hand and there are two silver keys laying across his palm. "Figure you two should be able to come and go here as you please. Your old man don't know where I live."

"It's another year. Whatever you need me to do, okay? If you want me to try for custody, I'll try."