Chapter 2

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Lincoln wasn't sure what to do with his hands, so he kept moving them from his lap, to his sides, to scratching his head, and back and forth.

He hadn't meant to do that, hadn't meant to act on his feelings for her, but now he had, and he wasn't sure how he was going to fix this. Sure, she had kissed him back, but that had been in the heat of the moment, and now that it was over, he was sure that she would be pissed as hell at him.

"Lincoln ..." Sara began, but he put a hand up.

"It's fine, Sara, you don't need to do this," he told her. "I know that it can't happen again."

Sara looked at him, her eyes fully adjusted to the dark now. "Actually, I was going to say that it was a close call, and in the future we should be more careful."

Lincoln stared at her. "You're serious?"

She nodded, sitting beside him once more. "I know that this is wrong, and I could get fired ... " She trailed off as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "But I really can't seem to care."

Lincoln smiled bigger than he intended, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head.

They sat there for a few more minutes, but then the guard was tapping on the door, and they had to separate again.

As Sara was walking out the door, she looked back and said, "I'll arrange to have you sent up to infirmary later tomorrow for your physical."

Smiling, she walked out of his cell, and Lincoln was happy that it was dark in the room, or the C.O. would see the goofy grin plastered all over his face.

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Sara sat in her apartment, on the phone with her friend Carly from college.

"Well, come on girl, dish!" said her friend.

Sara sighed. She had made the mistake of telling her friend that she had maybe sorta started a relationship with a guy from work, and as Carly knew that she worked at Fox River, she had been trying to get the name of the Correctional Officer.

"There's not much to tell," she said. "He's a great guy, who's had a lot of bad luck in his life, and we just started something today, so there's really not all that much to it."

She could practically hear Carly rolling her eyes.

"Okay, when you say that you 'maybe sorta have a relationship', I know that means you really like this guy. Tell me more about him."

Sara sighed once more. "Okay, but you can't judge me, and you can't get mad."

"Okay, okay, now dish!"

"Well, he's not a C.O."

"Oh, my gosh, the Warden?" Carly screamed.

"No!" Sara said, a little loud as well. "Not even!" She felt like a teenager again.

"Well, if he's not a C.O. and he's not the warden, and you know him from work then ... oh my god, he's an inmate, isn't he?"

Sara put her head in her free hand. "Kind of."

Carly let out a shriek that surprised even Sara. "Oh my God, what's he like? Which one is he? Oh my god!!"

Sara grinned. "I'm just going to push past the fact that you don't see the problem with him being an inmate."

Carly interrupted. "Are you kidding me? I am all for the bad men."

"Anyway," Sara started, holding in her laughter. "You know Lincoln Burrows, he was on the news?"

"Ooh, and he's famous," Carly giggled. "Oh, wait, isn't he the one that killed the Vice President's brother?"

"That's the crime he was imprisoned for, but he's innocent," Sara insisted.

"Okay, then. So, can I meet him?"

Sara stared at the phone for a second. "You're kidding, right?"

She could hear Carly shake her head.

"Okay, I know why I'm okay with seeing him, but why are you?"

"Sara, this is the first guy you've gushed about since you got clean. I wouldn't care if he murdered all of your ex-boyfriends, because let's face it, some of them had it coming, but just the fact that you called me the day that you maybe sorta started seeing him, means that you really like this guy, and I wanna see the guy that does that to you, death row or not."

Sara smiled into the phone, but was quiet.

"Sara?" Carly said. "You still there?"

"Think you can be here tomorrow?" Sara asked her excited friend.

"I am in the car already!"

Sara laughed and gave directions to the prison, feeling like a giddy school girl pointing out her crush.

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End Chapter Three.

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