Disclaimer: I don't own Prison Break
He called me Sara, then corrected himself. Dr. Tancredi, he said. If it was so simple, I would had called my father without being asked. My father, the governor of the state, had it in his power to halt an execution. Whose to say he would had listened to things that was of any concern to me? Michael has such a great influence on me, that I would actually do anything for him. But, to save his brother's life seemed to be the one that was out of my control. I wanted to comfort him. I had wanted to tell him that everything would be alright. Who would I had fooled? It seemed as if a lance had gone through his already broken heart.
As I sat next to his big brother, I held on to his hand. He was calm, but yet, I saw the terror in his eyes. He had wanted me to look out for Michael when he was gone. Brotherly love. I felt the pain for the both of them. And yet, I thought silently to myself.
"All you have to do is ask."
I'd never want to know the feeling of him not ever being in my life. If I'm not careful, I could easily fall in love with Michael Scofield. That is, if I haven't already.
The End