The Following 3x08 Promo "Flesh & Blood"

Ten minutes later they were back at the station. Mike hurried through the hallways, with Beth on his tail, then rushed to Deb’s office. Deb was still where he had left her, but she seemed a little happier when she saw who he had brought with him.
“I’m going to give you, two, some privacy” Mike said, considerate, and he closed the door behind him.
Deb nervously played with her hands. “I didn’t think I’d see you again” she started, careful.
“Mike made it very clear that it was urgent” Beth replied sober. She looked down and frowned, when she saw the bandage around Deb’s wrist....

When Mike returned to Deb’s office, with a first aid kit, Deb was sitting in her chair. She was looking down, and it seemed as if she was about to burst into tears again.
“Deb?” Mike asked careful, as he closed the door. Deb jerked her head up, and her eyes shone with tears. Step by step, Mike approached her, and when Deb didn’t freak out, as he stood right in front of her, he knew she was back with him.
He conjured a key from his pocket, and freed her hand. He slowly exhaled when he saw the damage she had done on herself. He opened the first aid kit, took some compresses, and poured...

Deirdre walked up to Mike, and stuck out her hand. “Let me see those pills…’Damn it, Mike! Give me those pills!’”, she mimicked Debra, when Mike frowned suspicious.
Mike gave her the Ativan, and she examined it. “This is for panic attacks” she said doubtfully. “What she’s having , is not a panic attack”
Suddenly, Deb interrupted her sobs with aloud scream. With an outstretched arm, she pointed at Mike. “He’s here! He’s here, daddy!”
Debra tightened her grip even more, and Turner started feeling oppressed. “Little help, here” he said difficult, as Deb was suffocating...

Debra could feel the morning set in, but she was lying so comfortably, that she didn’t want to face the new day just yet. Come to think of it, she couldn’t remember her bed being so comfy and cozy.
She felt a sudden weight on her chest, and something wet on her face. Involuntarily, she opened her eyes, that bulged at what was in front of her, and managed not to scream.
Not that she was scared. She was merely surprised. What the hell was a dog doing in her room?
The little white terrier stared at her, with big, black eyes. He seemed not surprised at all. He barked, and Deb assumed it meant...

Mike had finally dozed off, when he heard his dog bark. He groaned and buried his face in his pillow.
But the barking went on, and Mike realized that if he didn’t want his terrier to wake up the entire hotel, he would have to get his ass out of bed.
He walked out of the bedroom and saw his dog barking at the ceiling.
“Hey, what’s up, buddy?” Mike asked tired, and he followed the dog’s gaze. That’s when he saw the dark spot on the ceiling. Knowing whose room was just above his, Mike cursed and headed to the exit.
The elevator was too slow for his liking, and so he ran up the stairs,...

Debra heard Mike call her back, but she ignored him. She knew it had been a stupid idea. All men were the same. They all tried to get inside her head, in order to get inside her pants. She didn’t understand.
She wasn’t some beauty queen. Without her makeup, she looked just like any other average thirty-eight year old woman. And there were women far more beautiful than her.
She closed the door behind her, and she leaned against. She shut her eyes, and inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself down.
Inadvertently, her fingernails scraped on the door, and she rhythmically bashed her head against...