**** Author's note: For the sake of this story, Mike is not married! ~ MusicalTork
Prologue

Mike bounced onto the set right on time. His grin and slaphappy attitude threw the other Monkees totally off. He didn’t even fight with Peter once they were off the set and in the recording studio.

“All right, Mike, what’s up?” Davy asked finally.

“Guys, guys, guys!” Mike exclaimed, clapping like a giddy schoolgirl, “Today is the day! Tonight I get out of here.”

“What are you - oh, our week off, yeah, that,” Micky remembered, “You’re going somewhere? I was gonna sleep.”

“‘Somewhere’ is nowhere,” Mike replied, strumming a few upbeat chords, “Totally off the beaten track. Finally a little time for just me and the music.”

“Great. Just bring us back a new tune, would ya?” Davy said with a grin.

Mike grinned back. “No problem, babe.”

“So are we gonna finish up this song, or what?” Micky asked, shifting impatiently from one foot to the other.

Mike stood up. “Why not? The sooner we’re done, the sooner I can get out of here.”

Continued