Book Title: "One Last Kiss"

Chapter Title: "Reason to Believe

Author: Spacecoastbabe15

Disclaimer: I do not own prison break in any way shape or form. Everything that I write about Prison Break I have no intention on owning its rights. So please don't sue me or anything. I'm just a girl doing what she loves to do which is writing so please understand once again I own NOTHING!

Author's Note: Alright, I realize I haven't written a book in a year or so. Just today I was thinking about how much I miss it. A loyal friend of mine told me today that I should start writing…and she is right. So I have decided to go back and post the third book to my series. I miss working with the characters on that series and I plan on finishing the series for good with the use of this book. The first book in this series is called "Breaking Point" and the second is "One Step Closer". Now you have "One Last Kiss". For those of you who have not read those…I would recommend that you do or you may become lost or confused by this book.

To begin this book I have decided to leave off where I did in "One Step Closer". I truly hope you enjoy reading this as much as I loved writing it!

-Spacecoastbabe15-

The Next Day…

----------------Nicki's Apartment------------------------------------------8:24 A.M.---------------

As a freelance writer Nicki had ideas running through her head every second of ever day. There was never a spare moment in her busy life to think of the simple things in life. Instead she spent each moment wondering if she would ever be able to cope with the loss of the one she lost five years ago. She thought about the first day they had met in Food Town and the last day she saw him with Mason. Despite these constant visions she tried to keep life simple and not so complicated. But at certain points she found it hard to concentrate at all. There was only one person she could concentrate on despite everything: Michael Scofield.

"Mommy...mommy…mommy….!" Devin handed Nicki an apple juice pouch and gave her a cute smile. "Please." He stressed.

"Okay." Nicki received the juice from her four year old toddler and opened it. "There you are."

"Thanks mom." The little toddler accepted the juice and scampered off into the living room to watch television.

The young woman sat down on her kitchen stool and watched her son interact with his favorite cartoon. Devin was all she had. Dani was gone and married with children of her own now. The life she used to know vanished into the darkness which was, in her eyes, better off anyway most days. She propped her head against the kitchen wall behind her and smiled. Devin was her world now and that was all that mattered.

"You have to go to school soon son." Nicki said blinking her eyes several times attempting to stop the tears from falling down her face.

"Can I just have five more minutes?" Her son asked looking back at his mother with a crooked smile.

"I don't think so little mister." Nicki quickly jumped off her stool and swooped her son into her arms and begin circling him in the air like an airplane. "I believe you must go to school."

"Hmm…" Devin muttered.

Nicki continued to giggle as she tried to make plane noises. The smile across Devin's face said everything. That very smile made everything okay again. After a few minutes of Devin being an airplane, Nicki sat him on the couch and began to put his gym shoes on. The little toddler sat still as he was taught to and waited for his mother to finish.

"What are you doing in pre-school today sweetheart?" The young woman questioned running her fingers through Devin's dark brown hair attempting to fix the flip in the back.

"Quit it mommy." Devin pawed toward his mother and giggled.

"Do you want to look like an animal?" She questioned continuing to fix his hair. "So what are you doing today?"

"Today is where all the daddy's go to school and tell about their jobs." Devin smiled innocently toward Nicki.

"Oh…" Nicki sighed slightly and reached for the tiny spider-man book bag just beside the couch. "Well that sounds like fun." She added trying to cover up her instinct reaction.

"I guess so." The little boy ran to the front door and waited for his mother to come.

"Right…"

"Will you come to school and talk about your job?" Devin asked politely.

"Well…I think that is just for daddy's."

"Where is my daddy?"

Nicki knew that question would come up sooner or later. When he was younger the question could be avoided but now that Devin was older she knew there was no hiding it. The truth was she didn't know what to say. Thoughts mingled in her head like Christmas shoppers along New York's strip malls. It was a horrible feeling. The very palms of her hands sweat continuously as she searched for the right answer among her many thoughts swimming in her mind. How were you supposed to tell your son that his father is dead?

"Okay, it is time for school." Nicki yelled wiping a tiny tear from the edge of her eyes, trying hard not to smudge her eye liner.

"…But…but…you didn't answer my question." The small toddler stomped a single foot confused as to why his mother didn't answer his burning question.

"It's not that easy Devin."

"…" Devin looked up at his mother confused but at the same time understood his mother. "Okay…maybe later…"

"That would be good."

…Try fifty years later…

Reaching for her keys, Nicki gently opened the front door and looked out at her red pick up truck. She began to stare at it with an intense look in her eyes. The young woman gently turned around to face her apartment and smiled. The memories of Michael began to become clearer in her mind. The gentle spring breeze whooshed around her medium length dark brown hair as she smiled. Somehow she could feel his very touch around her waist.

"Mommy, we're going to be late if you don't hurry up…" Devin pulled his mother's right hand toward the truck.

"Okay…" She answered as the breeze came to a sudden stop.

-------------------Food Town-----------------------------------11:39 A.M.--------------------------

"Fuck off George. I know I'm late but you seriously need to go screw yourself!" Nicki yelled inhaling another puff of her cigarette.

"What's up her ass today?" George questioned to the fellow employees of Food Town.

"I don't know man…but I wouldn't mess with her…" Evan, the bagger, said smirking toward Nicki.

"Fuck off Evan."

"Damn girl. Go get a man or something to play with." Evan replied.

"Shut up." Nicki gave him the bird straight up in the air and stuck her tongue out.

Nicki entered the employees lounge and hung up her stuff in her locker as she always did. On the table she noticed a piece of paper crumbled in the middle of it. Gently she unfolded the paper revealing a note.

"Nicki?" A voice called out from behind her.

"I told you guys to fuck off. I'm in a bad mood and I suggest you don't' fuck with me right now." Nicki turned around to give them the bird and her jaws dropped.

Standing just before her eyes was a tall man wearing jeans and a blue ragged hoodie. It was without a doubt Michael Scofield and that was the one person she never expected. She picked up her jaws and smiled slightly. Her body told her to go and give him a hug and tell him everything that she wanted to before. However her mind knew that that was the wrong thing to do.

"Michael, you're supposed to be dead. I…We…Sara…we buried you about five years ago…." Nicki shifted her body in the current chair she was sitting in and noticed that Scofield hadn't changed a bit. He was still as handsome as ever.

"Calm down Ms. Burlow." Scofield smiled and sat down in the open chair beside her. "I'm okay now."

"Why didn't you tell me? What is going on Michael? Do you know how much you hurt me? Do you have any idea what is going through my head right now?" She began to sweat. "Wait...this is my imagination...I'm talking to air...great..."

"Slow down Nicki. You're going to give yourself a heart attack. I promise I'll answer all your questions…just give me some time…" Michael handed the young woman a paper cup full of water and smiled as he did so.

"Where do you even begin?"Nicki questioned looking into Michael's eyes as she took a sip of the water he had given her.

"I'll begin by saying I missed you Nicki. I really did."

"But why did you make it look like you were dead?"

"I had to in order to get rid of Mason. I promised you that I wouldn't let anyone hurt you and I stick to my promises…always…" Scofield smiled and watched the young brunette take another sip of water.

"Have you told Sara that your back?" Nicki questioned wiping the remaining water from her face.

"No…"

"Why not? She is going to kill both me and you now…"

"She married him Nicki."

"I'm so sorry Michael. Is there anything I can do?" Nicki grabbed one of Michael's soft hands and placed her just on top of it to comfort him. "I truly am…"

"It's okay Nicki. Everything is set right now. Sara is happy. LJ is doing better than I could ever ask for and I'm sitting here beside you…" He took a sip of the water he had given Nicki and looked deep into her eyes. "I'm not leaving you again…"

"Do you remember that time on the trampoline from a long while ago?" She questioned.

"I'll never forget it…"

Michael and Nicole closed their eyes at the same time remembering back to the night of the trampoline…

"Nicole nodded her head gently against his chest and tilted her head toward his face. She looked up at the tattooed man and smirked as a smile hurried across her face. Michael placed his arm around her neck and led her out to the back of the apartment. Setting out in the backyard was a giant blue trampoline, a table with champagne and a small portable CD player beside the white decorated steps leading up to a quilt sprawled over the top of it. Nicki smiled and hurried her way up the steps and laid her body spread out over the blanket.

The dark brunette pointed toward Michael signaling him to come closer. She watched Scofield smile and walk closer toward the trampoline. Michael walked up the steps and jumped high sending Nicki slightly in the air. He smiled and lay down beside her as she tucked her arms under her head and looked down at her own body. Her shirt crept up as soon as she placed her arms under her head exposing the lower portion of her stomach. The jeans on her very body were just low enough to expose the brim of her black thong and tattoo. She had a small tattoo of a water lily on the bottom right of her stomach directly in the middle of her the thong's fabric and exposed stomach.

Scofield noticed the tattoo and moved his hand down her side and to the black fabric against her lower body. He lifted the small piece of fabric to see the rest of the beautiful pink flower. Tiny Goosebumps appeared on her stomach creating a small shiver down her entire body. Noticing the shiver Michael smiled and kissed her stomach once then looked up at the expression on her face. It was a toss up between content and nervous. The tattooed man kissed the top of her belly button once more and left a small trail of kisses around the side of her belly button, against her T-shirt and finally reaching her soft lips."

"Seems like such a long time ago doesn't it?" Nicki said shaking her head.

"It doesn't have to be though." Michael replied.

"It's been five years since the last time we were even together…" She said with a worried tone in her voice. "How can you say that everything can return to normal when we are by far too different people at this point in time?"

"Just have a little faith…" Scofield smiled and stood up just in front of the young woman in the chair. He kissed her slightly on her forehead and smiled. "I never meant to hurt you Ms. Burlow."

"I know you didn't Mr. Scofield." She smiled back.

"It's Michael." He opened the door of the break room and looked back at her.

"Wait…!" Nicki yelled standing up from her seat. "What happens now?"

Scofield shook his head slightly and smiled as he always did. The very confusion written across the young brunette's face brought an even bigger smile to his. She was so cute when she was confused. Michael turned back to the path he was going in and disappeared into the darkness.

If there was one thing in life Nicki didn't understand that would be fate. Was it fate that after five years Michael came back? Or was it just coincidence that in the time she needed him the most he was here. Either way it confused the young woman and only time would tell if she had a reason to believe in fate.

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A/N: Thanks for reading this chapter. I have enjoyed putting it together and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Reviews are always appreciated . Thanks for everything and I'll be posting chapter two shortly.