Lucy Spiller sat in the editing room on what she liked to call - her queen chair.

"Our top cover is going to be on the 8 most wanted men in America." Lucy announced.

Everyone started chattering.

"But what will the article be about? I mean, we really know nothing on them, and they aren't exactly dirt." Willa said.

"Um excuse me. Willa, that is dirt. Men like them are dangerous and we're going to get the latest scoop on them."

"How exactly?" One man asked.

"Only one person can help us with that." Lucy's evil smirk formed across her face.

xx

Sara Tancredi lay in her hospital bed. Tubs down her throat, IVs plugged in.

She was in the hospital for letting the now 8 most wanted men out, and than an overdose on morphine.

Reporters have been trying to get to her room, but it was guarded off by guards, who wouldn't let that happen.

All of the sudden, flashes of Michael went through her mind. Michael saving her from the men in the riot, Michael holding her hand, and what haunted her the most, Michael kissing her behind the protection of the curtain.

Sara's eyes shot open, as if her mind couldn't take it anymore.

xx

Lucy sat in her office on her computer when Brent walked in. "How the hell do you think you're going to get close to Sara Tancredi?" He snapped. "She's protected by at least a thousand guards and visiting press is probably at the bottom of her list along with getting her job back."

Lucy smirked. "You don't know me, do you, Brent?" I've gotten close to people that had probably more guards than the Doctor has now. Yes, press is all over her. But we're going to get the dirt on why she left the door open."

"She obviously fell in love with one of the inmates." Brent looked at her.

Lucy clapped, sarcastically. "Good job, Brent. How long did it take you to figure that out?"

Brent glared. "How do you plan on getting dirt on her?"

Lucy smirked.

"And what if she doesn't talk?"

"You worry to much, Brent. Sara will talk. Trust me. She will."

"What are you going to do? Bribe her with a lollipop at the beginning?"

Lucy laughed bitterly. "Don't worry about it. We'll have a cover by the end of the week. Now get out of my office. I have phone calls to make and people to hire."

Brent scowled and walked out.

xx

"How long have you been awake, Ms. Tancredi?" The Doctor asked.

"I-I think maybe 5 minutes?" Sara responded. The Doctor nodded and got up, walking to the door. A woman walked in and showed Sara her badge.

Sara sighed. This was the last thing she needed.

"Hello, Ms. Tancredi. I have some questions I'm going to need you to answer."

Sara nodded a little.

"What happened the night you left the infirmary door open?"

"I don't remember." Sara answered.

"A fellow employee told Pope you felt something for Michael Scofield. Did you two have a sexual relationship?"

"No." Sara looked at her hands.

"Did you have feelings for Mr. Scofield?"

Sara didn't answer, of course she did. And she still did.

"Did you know 7 other men got out?"

Sara looked up, wide awake. She swallowed. "Wh-who?"

xx

"Don, I need you in my office, now!" Lucy yelled.

"Um Lucy, my piece on Britney Spears, is it okay to name it "psycho" or do you think it would hurt her?" A man asked.

Lucy laughed. "DirtNOW isn't to make celebs feel good. Do it, people would want to read."

She walked into her office and Don was there.

"Morning Lucy. Um I got the pictures on Shelly Reynolds."

Lucy nodded. "Okay. Hand them to me and we'll send them to art." Don handed her an envelope.

"Kenny!" Lucy yelled and a man came running in? "Yes?" He answered.

"Get these to art and shut my door." The man left and did as told.

"Okay, what do I need to do Lucy?" Don asked.

"First things first. How are you?" Lucy asked.

"I'm good." Don nodded. "I feel really normal."

"Good." Lucy smiled. "I need news on Sara Tancredi."

"Um, Lucy. That's highly impossible at the moment."

"Don, nothing is. She is the key to the 8 most wanted and I'm willing to pay her bail to get answers."

Don nodded.

Lucy handed him a paper.

"This is the hospital she's at, and this is your permission slip to do it. You visit her at 3:45, and get answers for me, Don."

"Sure thing Lucy." He left.

xx

Sara looked through her bag and saw an origami bird, that said "There's a plan to make this right, and then a bunch of dots."

And then Katie came in.

Katie gave her a sympathic sorry look, she hated seeing her friend like this.

"Sara I'm very sorry for ratting you out, it's just the Pope threatened my job and I panicked and I just I didn't know what to do." Katie panicked.

"Shhh. Katie no no please. It's not your fault. What you did was right." Sara reassured her, taking her hand.

Katie nodded. "Why'd you do it, Sara?"

Sara sighed. "I don't know..." She gulped, her voice weakened. "He never really cared..."

Katie looked down. "They never do. "

The nurse walked in. "I'm sorry, Ms. Welch, visiting hours are over and we need to get Ms. Tancredi out of here."

"Of course." Katie gripped Sara's hand and stood. "Take care, baby girl."

"You to." Sara's voice was still weak.

Katie left and Sara was helped out of bed and changed into something other than a hospital gown.

Sara walked over to the sign out papers and signed her name. Than looked at the front sesk clerk. "Um, do I know you from some where?"

The woman nodded. "Yes, we were in medical school together."

Sara smiled. The woman gave Sara a panicked look and Sara turned and saw Police.

"Sara Tancredi?" The cop asked.

Sara nodded.

She was than placed in hand cuffs and lead out of the hospital.

The next thing she knew she was in a visiting room with her dad, he was pissed off.

"I did it dad."

"No, not you, you wouldn't do such a thing, Sara!" He snapped.

"I left that door open." She closed her eyes. "I did it."

Her father sighed deeply and stood behind her. "I'm having a professional party next week. You will be invited, but you will not come. Do I make myself clear?"

Sara nodded.

"I can't believe you Sara. I knew you were to weak. Falling for a man who could care less about your self being. He'll never come back for you. I knew you where to damn weak for that! Maybe you should listen to people beside's following your own damn lying heart!"

Sara glared.

"But it doesn't matter. Don't be late for your court date." He walked out.

Sara stood.

The guard walked in. "You have another visitor. Sit."

She sat.

Don walked in and smiled. "Hi, Sara? My name is Don Konkey. Um I'm here from DirtNow Magazine I just want to ask you a few questions. " He pressed the record button on.

Sara looked at him and said nothing.

He sat in the seat in front of her.

"Look. I'm not giving nothing to you people. Why don't you just leave me the hell alone?"

"I understand being an addict can get you caught up in situations you don't want to be in."

"Go to hell, this has nothing to do with addictions."

"No. I'm a schizophrenic I understand what pills and shots do to you."

Sara shook her head. "Want to cut to the chase?"

"Why did you leave that infirmary door open?"

Sara stayed silent.

"Sara please this will only take a second. Look, my boss Lucy Spiller just wants some answers. Our cover page is on the 8 most wanted criminals you let lose."

Sara glared. "I thought I was letting two of them out! I didn't know he was bringing his whole crew!"

"Who, Sara?"

Sara went silent.

"Sara please, Lucy can help pay for whatever you need-"

"I don't need your money! Look, I know who Lucy Spiller is. She's that tabloid and editor b!tch that twists peoples lives up and ruins peoples lives. I'm not in the mood for treatment like that so you can tell her I'm not her girl."

"Lucy just wants to help."

Sara shakes her head. "I'm going to counseling, I don't need no one else's help." Sara spat. "I had enough reporters snag at me for my flaws, I don't need her snagging either."

Don nodded. "Thank you for your time."

He turned off his recorder.

xx

Michael, Lincoln, Abruzzi, Sucre, C-Note and Lincoln where all in the van, running from the police.

Michael was staring out the window, sighing.

"Hey man." Sucre put a hand on Michael's shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

"Mistakes." Michael sighed.

"You did what you had to do." Sucre reassured.

"In the process, ruined her life." Michael choked out. "Now she'll never know how much I cared..."

"You fell for her, didn't you?" Sucre asked.

Michael looked down.

"For who? The Doctor?" Abruzzi asked.

Sucre nodded.

"Michael fell for the Doctor?" C-Note blurted out.

"Yes!" Michael snapped. "And than I ruined her life, so whatever we could of had, we never will have! Can we drop it?"

Linc heard the pain in his brothers voice. "Drop it guys." He stopped. "Road block."

Everyone looked.

xx

Lucy sighed in frustration. "So she said nothing?"

"Um, she gave hints. Listen to this recording." Don said.

Lucy nodded and once Don left, she listened to the recording.

Lucy smirked and replayed the part where Sara said: "I thought I was letting two of them out! I didn't know he was bringing his whole crew!".

"That's my quote for her." She walked out of her office. "Come on guys, wrap it up, we're not exactly doing a "Sara Tancredi full interview''. Just something that will lead her in."

A week later, the magazine was published.

The biggest part was the men who escaped and a picture of Sara at the bottom with a caption saying

"I thought I was letting two of them out! I didn't know he was bringing his whole crew!"

Sara walked by the news stand and grabbed the magazine. "Oh no!"

A agent from the company, a dangerous government, was watching her.

"Tancredi is in sight."

"keep an eye on her." replied a man. "We'll take care of her father."