Chapter 2

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Disclaimer: I don't own Prison Break. Otherwise Sara would be on the run with Michael

"Michael, look at me." She tugged, "Whatever's going on, you just have to let me in."

"You're already in, Sara. You're already there."

She cupped his face in her hands and he touched his forehead to hers. He pulled her tightly against him and she gasped softly. He strongly took her mouth with his.

She stiffened even though her mouth responded against him. Her body reacted instinctively, melting against him as if she had been waiting for this moment to feel alive.

She let out a moan as he moved to kiss the velvet skin of her neck, inhaling her heady scent. Her lips were swollen and waiting for him, inviting him in openly as she dug her hands into his shoulders. He then pushed her forcefully against the exam table, his mouth never leaving hers.

Then suddenly there was a ring of a beep somewhere. Michael and Sara broke apart as the beeping got louder. Sara looked up, Michael was fading away

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Sara jittered awake covered in sweat and looked around 'It was just a dream' Sara thought, 'A really good one though'. The shrill of the alarm clock pulled her from her thoughts. "Alright! I'm up." She told the room and hit her alarm clock forcefully.

"Why I am having more dreams about Michael? I haven't heard from him in five years. Are they trying to tell me something?" Sara asked her cat as she made her way to the shower and tried to relive the dream she had last night.

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Sara lived in a small apartment, 15 minutes from her office. It had two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. It was small, but she liked it that way. It was just right for her, plus she didn't have to share it with anyone. Apart from when Katie would stay over in the summer.

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She got out of the shower, and got dressed in her work outfit, the black skirt and white blouse accenting each other perfectly. She put on her heels, brushed her teeth, putting her hair pony tail as she bolted out the door.

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When she arrived at her office, she came face to face with someone's back. Her co-worker and best friend Laura's back. Her brown hair spilling over her shoulder as she spun around to greet Sara with a smile, her blue eyes dancing. Joanne had introduced them to each other on Sara's first day and the pair hit off immediately. Although they had been best friends for over two years. Laura didn't know about Sara's life before L.A. All she knew was that Sara was a doctor in Chicago and fancied a change in a jobs and moved to LA..

"Hey Sara."

Sara took out her keys and smiled back. "Hey Laura. What's up?" She asked as she unlocked her door.

"Not much, just the usual, Joanne's been hounding me with weddings." She said as they both walked into Sara's office.

"She's brothering you too, huh?" Sara asked as Sara walked over the coffee machine to make some coffee.

Laura nodded. "Yeah, and I already have four I have to plan in the next three weeks!" Sara looked over at her, "Does that women ever do anything herself?!" Laura laughed. "Anyway do you watch the interview with Michael Scofield? It was on last night."

Upon hearing Michael's name Sara nearly dropped the cup of coffee she was holding. "Um, no I didn't I went to bed after we went out.". "What was he saying?" Sara ask

"Oh the usual, you know, why he had to break out prison, but the freakiest bit was that he kept mentioning this doctor saying how he was sorry about hurting her and he said she was never part of the plan and he stood by what he said, when he said it wasn't an act." Sara dropped her cup of coffee in shock.

"God! Sara you are so clumsy!!" Said Laura.

"Yeah I know aren't I?" She said and hoped she didn't notice it wasn't on accident. "I wish I have seen the interview now." Sara said in a voice unlike hers.

"Yeah you should have done, he was cute and fit. Anyway I must get on with the Hill's Wedding, I'll see you later!" and hurried out of the door.

Sara sat down on the chair trying to go over what Laura had said about Michael talking about her. "It wasn't an act." Michaels voice filtered about in her head. "So what? Is he saying that he still love me? If he did, wouldn't he have called me? I sure he would have found away to do it, I mean, after all he broke out of maximum security prison. Sara thought

Sara shook her head trying to get rid of the thoughts and started to work at her computer.

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"Sara!" Joanne exclaimed as she threw open the door to her office.

Sara jumped at her voice and dropped her pen, "I wasn't sleeping I swear!"

"I know you weren't." She smiled. "I thought I'd swing by to give you some details on the wedding from Chicago." Joanne strolled over to her desk, and dropped another folder on it. Joanne looked at Sara.

"They'll be arriving tomorrow." She said, nodding her head.

Sara looked at the folder. It was full. The papers weren't organized; they were sticking out at different places.

"Joanne You can't possibly expect me to do this one! I already have six weddings to plan before next month!" Sara said as she once again tried to pick up the folder.

"Remember what I said last night? You're one of the best, Sara. They'll be here tomorrow." She said as she turned and started to walk out of her office.

Sara sighed and slumped down in her chair.

She once again looked at the folder, and saw that it was barely even able to close. Sara opened the folder, and looked at the application.

Name: Rebecca " Becky" Miller

Age: 31

Address: 47 Harrison Road, Chicago

Preferred date of Marriage: 24th December 2010

Preferred Theme: White and red.

Sara stopped reading, shoved the application back in the messy folder and pushed it aside.

Joanne came in with grin plastered a grin on her face. "Good news. I forgot that you had the Greens' wedding tomorrow, so it would be impossible to meet with the new clients. So, I moved their meeting to today, and that way, they can come to the Greens' wedding tomorrow with you to see your work and see what to expect from you." Joanne finished.

Sara's eyes widened. "Today? When? Joanne, I have a lot of work to do." She mentioned to the growing clutter on her desk. "Can you please run these things by me first before you change anything?" She asked.

Joanne's smile returned. "Ok I will next time, but you're doing this wedding." Joanne turned on her heel and walked to the door, "They should be here in about thirty minutes."

Once Joanne was gone Sara grunted and slid down the chair even more. It wasn't that she didn't like new clients, she did. It was just at the moment, she had a lot of work on her hands. Sara tried to tidy up her workplace a little more although she had organized it yesterday, it seemed to get messy quickly. Once she thought it was presentable, she sat back at her desk.

'Better read more on these people to what wedding there want before they come in.' she thought. She pulled the folder towards her, and opened it once again. Automatically, a stack of papers slid out of the folder and onto the floor. Sara sighed. She bent down to pick them up, stuffed them all into one huge pile, and then slammed them down on her desk, not caring how cluttered and chaotic they looked.

She started to read through the first paper, which was about bit about how they meet. "They had meet at a fundraising charity and hit off from there." The groom's occupation was noted, as well as the fact he was convicted of a felony. He was held in Fox River Sate Penitentiary. Sara spit out the water she was drinking from and looked at what was written "Fox River." I wonder who it is. She swiftly tried to find the name of the groom She was so determined and distracted to find out the groom's name, that she didn't hear her door open.

"Sara." A surprised voice asked.

Upon hearing her name, Sara's head snapped up, and then froze when she saw the person standing in her doorway.

Standing in the doorjamb, was an leaner, fitter Michael Scofield. He seemed to be frozen also, because when she looked up, his eyes widened and stared at her in shock.

Sara's heart started to speed up, and butterflies were in her stomach. "Michael?" She asked quietly.

This seemed to snap him out of his trance, because he slightly smiled and nodded. Sara began to smile, walked around her desk and wrapped him in a giant hug. Her arms were around his neck, while his were around her waist.

She broke away, then without any warring Sara gave him a big slap around the face Michael stumbled back in shock

"Ow! What was that for!" Michael exclaimed.

"What do you think?" Sara Shouted back "Five years, Michael! Five! Years I waited for you. You didn't call me or anything!"Sara yelled in tears.

"I did nothing expect wait for you every day. I would be glue to the screen to see if you were dead or alive!"

"I am so sorry Sara. I'm so sorry." Michael stepped forward to wrap his arms around Sara. She stiffed against him but she soon relaxed into his embrace and inhaled his smell. Even after five years he smelt the same. The pair stayed like that until Sara pulled away.

"I forgot to ask you what you doing here. On business?"

Michael's smile began to falter, and he chuckled nervously. Michael open his mouth to answer but then suddenly the door opened and a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in, smiling. She then pecked Michael cheek and turned to Sara.

"Hi, I'm Becky I'm sorry I'm late I had trouble parking the car anyway, are you our wedding planner?"

Sara's smile fell from her face.

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