Timeline: End of season 2, but the finale is a re-write
Spoilers: Panama (2X20)
Book Title: "Go On"
Chapter Title: "Long Way to Happy"
Author: Spacecoastbabe15
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Prison Break or any of its contents. I couldn't afford to own anything like that anyway. The lucky creator owns everything of Prison Break. I don't own the characters names or the actors for that matter. So if you really want to sue me go ahead…you're guaranteed to win because I own NOTHING!
Author's Note: Well, I hope y'all enjoyed chapter one. It was pretty great I guess. I'm not all that sure where I am taking the book quite yet. I have an idea but nothing in stone completely. With that being said I hope you like chapter two. Reviews are appreciated.
Next Morning…
9:02 a.m.
Cargo Ship Room
They say the heart leads us through the journey known as life but how is it that people get so confused along the way? It seems that love was meant to be simple. How was it that it was so difficult to grasp? There was no manual you could read to learn what love is. Never once have you seen "Love 101" or "How to fall in love in ten quick steps". Love was truly that one subject that baffled Sara to no end. It was inept and non-explicit. The feeling wasn't one you either had or you didn't. In a way it was broken up into many layers, the hard part was finding which ones you had found and which ones you needed to find. Sara understood this ideal well but had plenty of learning to do.
Sara looked down toward her abdomen to find Scofield's long fingers extended over the bare skin near her stomach. The feeling of his touch allowed her to feel secure as if nothing was going to pry into her life with Michael. The expression upon her pale face was one of great confusion. Her eyebrow was crooked, her dark eyes were wondering and her usual smile was missing. She glanced down toward her hands and watched them shake in a scared manor.
Michael maneuvered his body so that he was now spooning Sara tighter as if he was afraid to accidentally let go. His chin was rested upon the pillow while the rest of his body remained tightly against Sara's small frame. The expression on his face was calm yet concerned at the same time. He slowly opened his eyes for a moment only to catch a glimpse at the woman beside him. A sly smile immediately arrived on his face as he began rubbing his hand across her stomach.
"I didn't think you'd ever fall asleep…" Scofield whispered quietly into Sara's ear as he pulled the tiny strip of hair from her face behind her ear. It was a bit cliché in a sense but the gentle smile placed upon her face was worth him being cliché for that moment.
"I didn't think I'd be aboard a cargo ship with you and I am…" Sara glanced down at Michael's rather large hand over her stomach and covered it with her own. Her eyes began to watch their hands together.
The warmth touch of their exchanged body heat was more than either one of them could take. There was a desired tension between the two. Both of them knew the feeling had to be released but they were in no way ready for this. Sara looked deep into Michael's eyes and shot him a crooked smile. She watched as Michael did the same and kissed her in the middle of her forehead.
"I love you Sara…" Michael said in a settle manor. The tone of his voice was nonchalant and extant.
Without saying another word Scofield looked deep into her hazel eyes. He noticed the different shades of brown embedded underneath the many sparkles of her eyes. Gently he ran a single finger around the front of her jean waistband and admired the slow arch in her lower back.
"…I…I can't do this Michael…" Sara quickly removed Michael's fingers from her lower waist and stood up carefully from the bed.
Now standing beside the bed, Sara glanced down toward Michael's eyes with a blank stare. She wasn't sure what she wanted from him but knew whatever she wanted had to move slowly. Her heart told her that he was the right one but her mind declined the entire dilemma. Sara broke her intense stare toward him and began walking toward the bathroom compartment of the living space. She placed a gentle hand on the door knob leading to the shower and twisted it slowly.
"I'll be in the shower…" With that being said Sara twisted the knob completely and vanished into the darkness of the room.
"Okay…" Scofield answered just underneath his breath.
Michael extended his arms beneath his head and sprawled the rest of his body about the tiny bed. He turned his head slightly to read the clock beside the bed and sighed deeply. There was an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. What was it that he did wrong? He wanted nothing more than to have the heart of his beloved Sara but knew it wouldn't be easy. Scofield turned his body back on his back and folded his hands out in front of him so that they rested atop his stomach.
Sara pressed her back against the bathroom doorway and shut her eyes slowly. She wanted so desperately to be able to trust another man in her life but it was difficult. Her heart had been broken into pieces and there was no disregarding that truth. The expression across her face was concerned yet painful. The very hands beside her body ached of pain as did the rest of her face and body.
What am I doing here?
Without another thought in her mind she slammed the bathroom door open and ran to the twin bed consisting Michael. She pounced on top of him trying desperately to not get hurt in the process. Michael grabbed the curves of Sara's hips and smiled as she looked down upon him. It was that moment where they both wanted each other more than ever. She gently eased her body on top of his chest, sprawling herself out completely. He took a quick deep breath and began stroking her hair immediately.
"Everything is going to be alright Sara. Once we're in Panama this chase will be over and we can live our life normally…as much as possible…" Michael said continuing to run his long boney fingers deep within her thick brown hair.
"I hope you're right…" Sara gently kissed his chest and began examining his many tattoos.
"I wouldn't be so sure about trusting him…" Lincoln placed a brown paper grocery bag on the small dresser in front of the first bed and sighed at the sight of his brother with Sara.
"Why?" She questioned lifting her body away from Michael quickly.
Sara scooted her body to the end of the small twin bed and placed her feet firmly flat on the floor. She looked over at Lincoln's smirk and sighed.
"Do you want to tell the story or should I?" Linc looked across the room at Michael and placed a firm smirk across his chiseled face.
"I don't think it is necessary for you to say anything…" Scofield's face began to sweat as Burrows began whistling.
"When Michael and I were about five years old he decided to…" Burrows paused for a moment to examine the priceless expression across Michael's face and resumed.
"I was five years old…" Michael interjected quickly trying to stay calm at the same time.
"Wait, I want to hear the story…" Sara spoke up loudly eager to hear the rest of the story started by Lincoln. She crossed her legs and smiled.
"Never mind…" Linc leaned against the wall behind him and shook his head.
"So you're not going to tell the story?" She asked looking back at Michael and grinned.
"No…anyway…weren't you going to take a shower?" Scofield scratched the back of his head and began to stare into Sara's dark eyes.
"Fine, I'll be in the shower if you need me…" Sara lifted her body away from the bed and steadily began walking to the bathroom. She turned to look at Michael once last time and sighed. "…Bye…" The young woman said rolling her eyes and shutting the door behind her.
5:35 p.m.
Cargo Ship Room
"So when exactly can we leave this room…?" Sara examined Michael's expression across his face and smiled gently.
The star crossed lovers were currently lying across their usual bed. To people outside their connection it would seem the two were attached by the hip but to them they couldn't be close enough. Sara finally realized how secure she felt around Michael as he felt the same way. They were finally together and nothing would tear them apart again. Each of them knew what great lengths they would go to just to be together.
"Why? Am I a boring man?" With that question being asked Michael began kissing Sara's neck closely so that Sara could forget about the entire situation.
"Are you trying to avoid my question sir?" Sara questioned seductively.
"What happens if I say yes?"
"I'll have to punish you."
Michael chuckled and looked deeper into Sara's eyes to the point if he looked any deeper he would be lost. The twinkle within her eyes hypnotized him. All of the thoughts and ideas in his head were now lost.
"What?" He blinked once.
"I said am I going to have to punish you?" Sara grabbed Michael's left hand and placed it across her stomach accordingly.
"Maybe…"
"Do you ever wonder what might have happened if I didn't make it on the boat?" She whispered the question within Michael's ear and bit the side of her lip.
"It doesn't matter, you are here now and that's all that matters."
Scofield rolled over nearly on top of Sara so that he was now hovering over her already sweating body. The heat between the couple was intense and exiting for the both of them. Michael eased his lips toward Sara without completely touching them to hers. Sara noticed his action and lifted her head slightly so that their lips blended together.
Sara kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Yes they had kissed before but nothing could compare to this. There was so much passion between the two that it could be seen from million of miles across the open Atlantic. She wrapped her arms around the bottom of his waist and rested them there. The feeling of Michael was more than enough.
"Am I interrupting something?" Lincoln opened the door abruptly and sighed as he did so. "The captain of the ship says we should arrive in Panama by noon tomorrow. So I suggest you two love birds actually get some rest this evening. God knows y'all were at it last night."
"What?" Sara pushed Michael off her body and watched him roll to the other side. "We didn't do anything last night?" She continued to stare at Michael intensely.
"Linc, what are you talking about? Sara and I didn't do anything last night…" Michael looked at his brother innocently.
"Somebody left the room late last night and all I could here was the moaning of a young woman for the rest of the night…" Burrows looked toward Michael then to Sara.
"Michael? I was in the room the entire night…"
"…Sara…" Michael said.
"What do you mean Sara?" She grabbed her jacket from the chair in the corner of the room.
"I meant…" He watched Sara give him a sort of 'death glare' and stopped. "I didn't…"
"I thought you were different from the rest…but I was wrong…very wrong…"
Sara continued walking toward the exit door of the tiny room and glanced once more at Michael. The gentle stare she was receiving in return was way too much for the moment. She opened the door and gave Lincoln a look of disappointment. Without another action from the woman the door was shut and Sara was gone. She leaned against the wall beside the door and released a sigh.
Michael looked down at the floor of the tiny room and grasped his head deep inside his now cupped hands. His rather large hands allowed his head to rest upon them as his elbows sat atop his knees. Losing Sara was his worst nightmare but there was no turning back despite the fact he did nothing wrong. Sara was a complicated woman and at times hard to handle but he didn't care. He knew deep inside his heart time would cure everything but the waiting in between was the hardest part.
A/N: Okay I didn't want to ruin this part in the beginning disclaimer so here it is. I have added a song here to help the mood/scene of the following events. If this were an actual episode it would be at the ending of the episode. You know how some shows do that. So what I'm trying to get across is that the characters don't' actually hear it obviously. DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything about this song
GO ON
Written by
Gavin Mikhail
© 2005 Tower Window Publishing (BMI)
Here I stand as
you're leaving
Far away from me
And I don't know why you're
leaving
I am lost... do you see?
You lied to me...
Michael's mind began filling with thoughts, such thoughts that were more like nightmares to the young man. The thought of Lincoln stirring up trouble again was enough but knowing Sara was upset was too much. He closed his eyes tightly.
What am I supposed
to do without you?
What am I going to love instead of us, instead
of our life?
I tried, I wasted time believing you were mine
I
know it now you're gone somehow I will go on go on...
Sara wiped the tears from her eyes and began walking down the narrow hallway with her jacket in hand. Before turning the corner she looked back at the room door and continued on.
What if I said that
I'd change
To everything you need?
Make believe I am
someone
Else you'd love and keep
Would you leave me?
Scofield opened his eyes and felt the moisture from a single steady tear upon his hand. He wiped the tear upon the knee of his jeans and looked up at Lincoln. His one and only brother took a seat across from Michael and looked at him.
"I'm sorry for anything I may have done…I didn't mean to…" Linc apologized.
"I know. I didn't expect her to be okay with everything…" Michael looked at Lincoln and smiled despite his sadness. "I love her and promised a new life for her and I'm a man of my word."
"I know you are Michael. Look at me…I'm free as you promised. At first I was upset with your decision but look at us now…" Lincoln said. "I know it seems like the end of the world but everything will work out."
"I left last night to grab this from storage…" Scofield opened his hand to reveal a pear shaped diamond ring atop a brilliantly colored gold band.
"Where did you get mother's ring?" Linc looked into Michael's eyes deeply as he thought about his mother wearing that very ring.
What am I supposed
to do without you?
What am I going to love instead of us, instead
of our life?
I tried, I wasted time believing you were mine
I
know it now you're gone somehow I will go on go on...
Sara opened the door that led outside the ship onto the deck. She began walking the deck until she stumbled upon a wooden bench just against the wall across the stern of the ship.
The slow steady tears coming from her dark eyes dripped onto her jacket as she began to stare out into the ocean. The sun was just about to set at this time which brought a tiny smile to her face.
And in the days to
come I will know it
And so if I don't live for it
Far beyond
this, staying away from you
I won't be the one left hated,
discarded, and jaded
Now I know
Not for you
I'll find the
way to
My heart and I am gone...
"I have to find her…" Michael protested. "I'm going to marry that woman…"
"It sounds to me like you're her long lost prince…" Linc smiled. "Go find your princess."
Despite the tricks Lincoln played against his younger brother he still cared about him more than his own life. He would do anything for his brother no matter what the consequences may be. A brotherly love this strong couldn't be broken and they both knew that. Now it was time for his brother to re-capture his princess.
"I don't know where to start…" Michael added.
"She is a single female running from you on board a large cargo ship Michael. The chances of you finding her are the exact same for finding a needle in a haystack." Lincoln looked at his brother's expression.
"I don't care…" Scofield paused. "I have to do this…"
Without saying another word he grabbed his jacket and stormed outside the small room. He began running down the main hallway of the floor and looked left and right. His heart was pounding faster as was the rest of his body.
"I know you do Michael…" Linc looked around the now empty roomed and smiled.
What am I supposed
to do without you?
What am I going to love instead of us, instead
of our life?
I tried, I wasted time believing you were mine
I
know it now you're gone somehow
What am I supposed to do without
you?
What am I going to love instead of us, instead of our life?
I
tried, I wasted time believing you were mine
I know it now you're
gone somehow I will go on go on
No I will go on go on
Know that
I will go on go on...
Scofield reached the deck after what seemed like an eternity. He looked to his right and saw nothing but a few men talking over a couple beers. To his left he saw a bench in the far distance. The sun was now almost set now which made it harder for him to see. Michael quickly ran to get a better at the bench. When he finally reached the bench he saw nothing but a white piece of paper stuff between two wooden blanks of the bench. Gently he grabbed the note from the bench and opened it.
"Just go on…
-Sara"
A/N:
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! Reviews are appreciated of course. Chapter three should be up sometime next week. Thanks for reading and I hope you continue to enjoy the book…
Spacecoastbabe15
