I needed to delve into the world of Linc for once, but I did make mention of Michael and Sara, as always. I own nothing, and hope you enjoy! Hugglez and stuff!

"They killed her, didn't they?"

My son's question echoes through my ears, and all I can do is nod in response. I risk a glance at L.J sitting slumped in the car beside me. His eyes close, and his head bows in realization.

Veronica meant just as much to him as his mother. After losing both, it's hard for me to guess what must be going on in his head.

All he has left is me and Michael.

Everyone else he cared about, who cared for him, were gone, taken from this world by men who seem to pop out of thin air everywhere we go.

I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but I could certainly empathize with his feelings.

He and my brother were all I had left as well. Perhaps my old man, if I ever saw him again, but…right now he doesn't count. Right now, I don't want to think about him.

Veronica was gone…and I'd listened to her die.

That thought is dominant in my mind…

I loved her. We were separated for a long time, and had so many differences and disagreements in the past, but through it all, I never stopped loving her.

And the feeling was mutual. She said so that day, when I came so close to being taken by the chair.

She loved me. She loved L.J.

She sacrificed everything for us.

I lost her. The woman I thought of every day at least once, but usually much more than that.

It almost hurts to think that you could be in the same boat as me, Michael.

You're probably going to find her now.

The woman who sacrificed everything for you.

The woman who loves you.

I don't think she would have left that door open if she didn't.

Sure, she was motivated by knowledge of the truth of my innocence, and did what she did because it was right.

But she wouldn't care as much about MY life, if she didn't care so much about yours.

I knew the you were feeling something for the Doc early on. When I learned that it was you who got her out of the prison during the riot.

You risked yourself for her. And she later did the same.

She risked her job, her reputation, and now, her life, to get us out of that place. They want her dead now, and they'll keep coming after her, just like they did Vee.

I hope you find her, Michael, before it's too late. If you were to bring her back with you, I'd help you fight to protect her. Because if she survives this, there could be chance for the two of you.

I've felt the pain of losing the woman you love.

I don't want you to suffer that kind of agony.

And you have so much more left for you in this life.