A/N : Hey everybody, I'm back with the first chapter of my new story. I hope you all like the title. I was in a tight spot for a while, but then I found the song "Perfect Now" by Sarah Blasko (of course, playing on repeat as we speak). And isn't it just the title for this baby?

Anyway, I am happy you decided to stick with me. It means the world to me.. Please review? I have to start from scratch again, you know? (pouts). I'd love to know your opinions on this one.

For those of you who are new, this story is a sequel to my story "More than anyone". You might want to read that one before starting this one...

Love to you all,

XO


Everything is perfect now

I dont want to make a movement

I'm too scared to breathe; I might do something wrong

As you're sleeping silently

Perfect beauty laid before me

Michael

His fingers travelled over her cheek, to the crook of her neck, to her elbow and her fingers. The ring on them. To be honest, he hadn't been sure he'd propose to her. He hadn't. But the ring had been travelling with him for a long time now, inside of the box that held the eggshell, and the look on her face last night was – he'd never been more sure of anything in his life than at that moment.

How he loved her – it was a feeling more true, more pure than anything he'd ever felt. There was no one in the world that could even remotely feel the things he felt around her. He knew it.

Her eyes fluttered for a moment and they opened, her lazy gaze locking with his. She closed them again and smiled widely, her body shaking when surprised by his lips on hers.

" Morning," he whispered.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, still with closed eyes, and pulled him towards her, but suddenly she stopped mid-way and opened her eyes in wonder. She retrieved her left-hand from behind him and rubbed the ring with her thumb. The pure white diamond projected chrystal flecks on the wall and her eyes widened at the sight. Her gaze travelled back to his.

"I was so sure it had been a dream.." she murmured. "Michael –" her eyebrows raised. "Are you sure about this?"

He kissed her eyelids tenderly. "I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life..." His eyes bore into hers in mock confusion. "Why – not having second thoughts,are you?"

If you say yes, I'll die.

Sara shook her head. "I want to grow old with you, Michael. I want to have it all."

His lips pressed to hers in a passionate kiss, the only sound heard being their deep breathing. They could stay like this forever.

And they would have, had not the sound of heavy knocking on the door interrupted them. "Damn it!" he swore. He vowed to himself to make this person pay...

Sara rolled out of bed and hurriedly pulled on her clothes. "I'm coming!" Raking her hand through her hair in front of the full-length mirror, she applied a little perfume and put on a bit of make-up, every few seconds yelling an "I'm coming" towards the person by the door. It would be best if nobody saw Michael yet, she figured. It might be a risk.

She slid open the door and heaved a sigh. "Oh man! This is who I hurried for?" Lincoln stood at the door with a huge grin on his face, flanked by LJ and Veronica.

"Michael!" she called out. "Lincoln's here."

Michael walked out of the bedroom in his boxers, not even having bothered to dress. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. Walking over to Lincoln, he just nodded grumpily and gave Veronica a kiss and LJ a tussle through his hair.

"Sheesh, Michael..."Lincoln exclaimed. "What's got you all worked up?"

His younger brother shot his a deathglare. "You interrupted."

Lincoln laughed. "Serves you right, you punk. You've gotta blend into society again.." Michael shot out another look and Sara giggled, walking over to him and pressing a kiss to his temple. "Be nice."

She walked over to the kitchenisland. "What can I get you guys? I'm making coffee.."

They nodded their assent and Veronica walked back with her to help her out. Three seconds later, they heard Veronica squeal. Then Sara. Then the both of them together.

Michael smiled in a loving way towards the kitchen, then turned to his nephew and brother with a grin. "Veronica found out."

Two pairs of Burrows' brows knitted together in confusion. "Found what out?"

"That I asked Sara to marry me.."

Sara

They could hear the boys cheering in the livingroom. Sara grinned at Veronica. "Michael told them."

Veronica hugged her again (for the fourth time in as many minutes). "Sara, I'm so happy for you!" Sara positively beamed. "And would you look at that ring!"

"I know! Sjeesh, Ronnie, I can't even begin to imagine how much he spent on this." She gazed at it. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Not as beautiful as you are.." came a soft voice behind her, while arms wrapped around her body.

She gasped. "Sjeesh, Michael."

"What?" He tried to look innocent. "I just came for some coffee."

"You're not supposed to interrupt girl-talk, Mike..." Veronica backed her up. "You'll get your damn coffee when we're good and ready."

Sara laughed and looked back at Michael. "What she said."

He pouted and backed out slowly, walking back to where his brother and nephew were waiting. Her brother and nephew. Oh boy.

Veronica leaned back towards her, making sure Michael's supersonic ears couldn't hear anything. "So, how did he ask?"

Sara zoned out when she thought of last night. The night that had changed her life forever. She told Veronica everything, but left out some of the details. After all, proposals were kind of private... Proposals. She was engaged.

Immediately, in the middle of her explanation, she grabbed a cup of coffee and mutely walked over to Michael, ignoring Veronica's calls – simply not hearing them. Michael looked up from the Playstation and put his game on hold, standing and walking over to his fiancée, he placed his hands over hers on the coffee mug. Their eyes locked.

At that moment, Veronica came running out of the kitchen. "Lincoln, LJ – we need to go." She stressed, watching the two engagees staring at each other. "GO!" She yelled. "NOW!"

Linc looked up. "Michael?"

All he got out of his brother was a 'Hmm?' He chuckled. "Come on, LJ – let's leave these two alone..."

They quickly moved out of the appartement, yelling their goodbyes over their shoulders. The words were never heard, as Michael and Sara moved beyond the staring.

Veronica

She was happy for Sara. God! She was so happy...

Tapping her pen onto the paper, her eyes peered at the words on her computerscreen, looking for something to get Ben out.

I wonder if Lincoln will ever propose to me..

Of course he will. You're jealous, aren't you?

A bit.

It'll come. You need to be patient. You're a lawyer, for pete's sake!

And a damn good one, she concluded as her eyes fixed on the words that would set the innocent Ben free.

Yes.


I haven't forgotten about Ben, hope you haven't either. I also haven't forgotten about cellie Sucre, but he's dropped a few points when I read that he wants to claim the money on his own? What the hell, Suces? (shakes her head)

So? What did you think? Verdicts?

XO