Title: Normalcy

Author: Lizparker6

Pairing: Michael/Sara

Rating: PG-13

Summary: There has been an accident and Michael gets a phone call. It's the hospital. Pure MiSa, post-escape, romance, hurt/comfort as well as some fluff.

Disclaimer: English is NOT my first language, so sorry for any abstract phrasing, spelling etc, I know, but what can I do? Right? ;)

Story – This is going to be a 3 chapter. :) have fun reading it.

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Chapter 1

It's been a long day for Michael. He's been sitting in his office for what felt like days now, going over and over the same plans and blueprints, trying to find the flaw he knew was there but he couldn't quite put his finger on. It was almost 4pm now and he knew there was still at least an hour before he could call it a night. Not to mention he would love to call it a night successfully, meaning finding the damn flaw in his otherwise impeccable calculations. It drove him mad he couldn't see it, couldn't find it.

He sighed deeply and tilted his head backwards over the chairs back, the frustration seeping thought his body. He glanced at his table, his eyes catching the image of a photo sitting on his desk. He smiled tiredly, then gave an actual laugh at himself as he discovered that the reason why he may not have concentrated too much on the blueprints was because his thoughts been wandering away to the smiling woman from the photo all day. It was their anniversary today. Well, not an actual anniversary, only that something they named "start of a normal life" begun exactly 3 months ago and he have loved every second of it.

The smile still on his lips, he decided he couldn't concentrate anymore, at least not with the plans he had on his mind of the evening…their evening ha planned in advance, evening he was sure she had no idea about. He only hoped Lincoln remembered his promised to be out of house with LJ by about 7pm. He gave the photo one last look and opened his table drawer, retrieving a small paper shaped object, a so familiar crane, from within. He put it into his jacket pocket and was about to close up and switch off the light, as the cell on his table rang. He looked at the caller ID and smiled some more. Well, if his brother didn't, LJ surely wouldn't forget their agreement – a new Ipod for a sleepover at his friends place. It was definitely a good deal. For both of them. He flipped the phone open and put in to his ear.

"Hey LJ, I hope you are calling to let me know you are already packed and ready to leave."

He loved his nephew and brother to death, but sometimes, he missed the luxury of privacy he could share with Sara. Sure, there had their own room, but still, living under one roof with LJ and Linc, though the house might be as big as hell, could be quite a challenge. Still, he was happy to have all the people he loved under one roof and surprisingly, it worked for Sara as well.

"Uncle Mike? Where are you?" The voice of the teenager was high-strung and suddenly, all of Michaels good mood was gone.

"What's wrong?" He asked in an instant. He knew something was off.

"Promise me you won't freak out?" LJ's voice pleaded and Michael could feel his heart beat faster than he could ever have imagined.

"What's wrong LJ? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I am fine, it's only…" The young boy obviously didn't know how to deliver the news and Michael was rapidly loosing his temper.

"LJ spit it out? What's wrong? Where's you father?"

"Dad's been fixing the roof and there's been an accident…"

"Oh my GOD! Is your father alright?" Michael let out a shaky breath.

"Yes he is, but it's not dad, it's Sara. She fell from the ladder…" All blood drained from Michaels face.

"…and dad took her to hospital and asked me to call you and tell you…but don't worry, it's going to be ok, she was conscious and everything…" LJ was not stuttering over his own words, obviously not knowing how to deliver the news to his uncle. Michael couldn't listen anymore of his nephews rambling.

"Where?" He asked sharply. There was silence, LJ obviously didn't understand the question.

"Which hospital LJ?" Shouted Michael impatiently and he could literally HEAR LJ wince at the other end of the line.

"County General, on Elm Street down at the 43. But uncle Mike, it's not that serious…!" LJ was trying to add but his last words were accompanied only by a sharp beeping sound of a hung up line.

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It took Michael less that half an hour to get to the hospital, taking the way in long strides, his heart pounding in his chest. He tried to call Lincoln while he was on the way but his phone has been switched off. He cursed under his breath at least a dozen times until he reached the entrance. He walked, well, run into the ER and through the triage room, never minding the sick people waiting there for their turn to get medical attention and made his way straight to the entrance desk.

"Hello, my name is Michael Scofield, my girlfriend, Sara Tancredi has been brought here about an hour ago…?" The let the question hanging in the air, waiting for the triage nurse to finish the sentence. She merely gave him a glace and then agonizingly slowly started to look over her papers. Michael was impatiently pounding his palms on the desk while waiting.

"Mike? Over here!" Shouted a voice he recognized as his brothers from behind. He quickly turned around and scanned the room full of sick people only to discover his brother and Sara sitting at the far end of the room. He crossed the room in a few quick strides and in these mere second he was already assessing the situation. They were both sitting on a bench, his brothers hand encircling Sara's waist probably to support her. There was a blanket over her shoulders, no obvious injuries, he mentally noted, and when Lincoln called his name and he turned around he could see her gaze up, a expression of strong pain mixed with something boarding on ...was that guilt?

He threw himself on the bench on the other side of Sara, gently but firmly taking her face into his hands and turning her towards him.

"Are you hurt? Are you injured?" What a stupid question. Of course she WAS injured, otherwise she wouldn't sit here. Her breathing was labored but still she was able to give him a small smile.

"I am fine…" She took a breath, obviously trying to soothe the still, then continued.

"I dislocated my shoulder though." She finished and grimaced at the pain once more. Michael let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and gave her the most careful gentle hug he could muster in order no to cause her any more pain. Then something occurred to him.

"God, but why are you still here? Why haven't you been seen by a doctor yet!" There was a dangerous amount anger added to his tone.

"Too many people Mike. But we should be next any minute now."

"Next? She hasn't got a cold, she had her shoulder dislocated and is in massive pain and you are telling me she SHOULD be next!" his voice was raising dangerously and Lincoln raised in hands in defeat.

"Hey bro, sorry but I ain't exactly running the place here…"

"Well, maybe you should have done a better job persuading the she was in PAIN!"

"SHE is sitting right here Michael!" It was Sara who spoke, her voice tight with what Michael recognized as both, pain and annoyance.

"And stop freaking out or I swear to God, I will raise my good arm and slap you!" There was half seriousness, half amusement in her voice. Michael took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. If she was scowling him, she couldn't be that bad. Instead, he decided to focus on something else.

"Are you in much pain?" He asked gently and again, regretted the obvious and stupid question. The corners of hr mouth twitched upwards lightly, then she twitched in pain again.

"As much as a dislocated shoulder can give you. But I've survived worse." He knew she mean it, still, it didn't set his mind at peace, on the contrary. He let out a frustrated breath again and gently pulled her towards him until her head rested against his chest. He could feel her sigh against him in content. He gave a small smile.

"Better?"

"Definitely."

Only then Michael noticed the somewhat guilty look on Lincolns face. He turned towards his brother, giving him a questioning look.

"How the hell did this happen anyway?" He felt Sara tense against him immediately. Lincolns averted look had only proven he was on to something.

"I was climbing on the roof and wasn't carefully enough and slid down the ladder." Sara interrupted the somewhat tense atmosphere. Michael was sure she was letting something out.

"Linc?" He asked inquiringly.

"It was an ACCIDENT Michael. Let it go." Said Sara, this time a bit more angrily. He didn't like the way she emphasized the word "accident".

"Linc?" He asked once more, his eyes boring into his brother.

"Michael…" There was a warning tone in Sara's voice, but before she could talk some more, she was overwhelmed by another rush of pain and she pressed again Michael's body for support. He tightened his grip on her some more, still too careful not to squeeze too tight.

"Shhh…it's gonna be alright…just rest." He whispered into her ear.

"Damn, it's taking too ling, I am gonna ask that damned woman to send for the next doc or I will drag some here by his hair myself!" The mental image made both, Michael as well as Sara smile. Lincoln jumped to his feet and made his way towards the admission desk once more. While he was quietly chatting to the nurse, damn, was she giggling? Michael had to roll his eyes, Lincoln was FLIRTING with her! Still, he appreciated the gesture his brother did for Sara. His eyes shifted on the small woman in his arms once again.

"You okay?" He asked, and again, mentally flinched at his third stupid question in a row.

"Well, I've been better." She confessed through gritted teeth. "I think some tendons, maybe even muscles might be ripped…"

Michael kissed the top of her head, then silently confessed: "When LJ called me and told me you were in hospital, I thought my heart stopped beating right there for a moment." He said with a thick voice. Her good hand found his under the blanket and she squeezed it tightly.

"Don't worry. You won't get rid of me that easily." He could hear amusement in her voice and he gave a small chuckle.

"Damn, and here I was hoping that cutting the ladder might help." They were quiet for a moment. Then Michael added in a more serious tone: "What were you doing up on the roof anyway?" He could feel her sigh deeply against him.

"Ok, since you won't let this go, I will tell you. Sooner or later, Lincoln would tell you anyway. You both are handling guilt badly, although when it does not belong to you. But you have to promise you won't get mad. Especially not with your brother." She didn't leave a room for discussion and Michael found that curiosity was winning over.

"I promise." He said seriously and kissed the top of her head once more.

"It's no big deal…" She begun and Michael got painfully aware she was having another wave of pain, so he waited patiently, until she could continue.

"…you brother was fixing the roof today and ask me to hand him something from the ground, so I stepped on the ladder and climbed up but I didn't tell him I was already up and he was close to the edge when he suddenly turned and bumped into me and I couldn't hold my balance and fell down." She finished and looked up at Michael. He only smiled at her but she could already see it didn't reach his eyes, his mind processing the information.

"Michael…" She gave a warning but they were interrupted by Lincoln calling and waving the over, a cheeky grin on his face in a gesture he made it and they were finally be seen by a doctor. Michael felt a strong pang of anger shoot through him, but he decided to drop the subject for now, at least until Sara was looked after.

TBC

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A/N – leave feedback, Iwould kill for those little buggers, lol. Oh, and for you all Michael/Lincoln fans, Iam sorry, but this, though it may look like it, is not the right place to look. Iam pure MiSa. Sorry.:) Just wanted to clear that. Btw, chapter 2 will be up shortly.