So this fic just came to me as i was just sitting in my room the other night, sorry this is so short. The next one will be longer, i promise.

- Jen

Chapter one.

Sara flung her bag on the table as she walked through the door, exhausted after a 12 hr shift at the hospital.

She glanced at her mail that she held in her hand after having retrieved it, most were just bills, letters from medical organizations but, wait a second there was something she didn't recognize, a letter in handwritten handwriting.

First off she wasn't sure who would be writing to her, then as she took another look at the neat handwriting she silently prayed it was not from the one person she thought it was going to be.

After taking a deep breath, she slid her index finger underneath the back of the envelope tearing it open.

Nothing but a single of white paper which read:

Sara,

I know I am the last person you would be expecting to hear from least alone writing to you.

I just wanted, no I needed you to know how deeply sorry I am for everything I had caused you over the last few months, if I could do the part where it involved you over again and differently i would.

You may have some questions and I know you want those answers. At least I hope you do.

I am willing to give them to you, any place any time. Just name it.

You have no idea how much I have thought about you, wishing I could explain things right from the beginning.. I just need you to know and believe, that what we had, have is real Sara.

If you don't believe anything I'm saying, please believe that. I know I can't expect you to forgive me but what we felt was not a lie.

I wish I could explain everything right here and now in this letter, but I need to see you in person for you to really understand.

I'll come for you.

Michael.

She scoffed, rolled her eyes and tossed the letter on the floor, well actually it wasn't her intention she was meant to throw it on the table but she just didn't bother to pick it up.

Right. He was sorry? For whom, her? Or himself?

How dare he contact her now when she had not heard one word from him since Gila, since leaving him which was close to a year now and disappearing from the face of the planet, it has been 6 months since the Judge had pardoned him and Lincoln, after unraveling the government conspiracy.

It was laughable, if he thought he could just stroll back into her life and turn it upside down again he had another thing coming.

Just when she thought things were settling down, she had secured another job which would hire her.

There weren't many hospitals that would employ a drug user, someone who helped 8 inmates escape from the infamous Prison Breakout.

But having moved to Los Angeles, California she finally found a small town where nobody knew her, where nobody cared and just for that fact she was finally able to gain employment.

Things were finally going her way, until now. The fact he found out where she lived so easily didn't bother her, because if he researched her before going to Prison it was easy enough to find her address if he wanted to.

She needed a shower she decided. It might help wash away the memories and thoughts of that one guy she was (as much as she didn't want to admit this to herself) head over heels in love with.

Kicking off her shoes and jacket she walked into the bathroom and turned on the water, as she stepped into the shower she let the hot water run down her body. Closing her eyes wanting to forget she placed her hands on the wall and burying her head onto the tiles.

But every time she tries to let her mind be settled, his face pops up into her mind, those piercing eyes that will tear a hole into your soul.

Those lips to which were unforgettable, that tongue which slid against her bottom lip as he kissed her.

"No no no"

She was snapped back to reality by a loud knock at her door, she groaned as she shut off the water and put on a towel.

It was probably her neighbor whom likes to bring her food because she doesn't really get time to eat at the hospital.

"Coming" Sara yelled out, as the knocking became louder and louder.

She sure was impatient this evening, guessing whatever she wanted couldn't wait till the morning.

"Yes Anne- Marie, what can I do for you…….. " Her mouth dropped open as she looked up at the person on the other side of the door.

It certainly was not her neighbor.

"Uhh Mic…hael.." the words didn't seem want to come out of her mouth, as she stumbled to say his name as she was floored with disbelief that he was actually standing there right in front of her eyes.

"Hello Sara"

The way her name rolls off his tongue is unlike she has ever heard anyone say it before, the tone and softness of his voice made her want to fall into his arms which is exactly what happened.

She fainted, right there and then.

Her eyes rolled back as she fell but Michael caught her as she did, although it wouldn't be the perfect way of describing their first reunion in what feels like forever.

Those who have told her that seeing an ex lover after so long is like falling at your feet, who knew those words could ring true more than she imagined.