Sara, Michael and everyone else that might come along is not mine, belongs to fox unfortunately.
Sara fought the urge to look away from Michaels gaze. His eyes were so dark they almost looked black, and he was staring, no glaring straight into her own. As the tension mounted in the room Sara straightened her back and stared back at him.
What was his problem anyway? So she and Brad had spent some time together, big deal. It wasen´t as if Michael himself had been calling every night for the last couple of weeks wanting to get together. He had no right to act like a jealous lover.
"How long have you been seeing Bellick Sara?" He spat out the name.
"I´m not…"
Michael interrupted her before she could explain that she wasen´t actually seeing Brad as much as she was putting up with his company because she didin´t have any other friends.
"Really? Your not seeing Bellick? Cause from what I just heard it seems like your doing more than just seeing him."
Anger boiled inside of Michael threatening to explode. He had never liked Bellick, mostly because of the way he had treated the inmates back at Fox River. Now he hated him with a vengeance. Sara was his damnit! Not that damn bulls. Michael forced himself to calm down, if they started to fight she would never see reason, and his carefully manufactured plan would go up in smoke. Saras angry voice interrupted his silent musing.
"What makes you think you have a right to talk to me like that? You left me behind Michael, you lied to me and used me, and now you show up here claiming that you care about me? That I´m in danger? How am I supposed to believe anything you say?"
Suddenly Sara realized she was still in her towel and turned away from him and walked to her bedroom and quickly dressed in jeans and a white tank top before coming to stand in front of him again.
Michaels eyes looked at her up and down slowly registering every curve of her body, god she was beautiful, every part of her was pure perfection. Get a grip Michael he sighed to himself. Even though Saras voice was hard Michael could hear the pain behind the words, and he hated himself for causing her pain, and he knew that he should leave her alone, but she was in danger and he couldn´t let anything happen to her.
"I know I don't have any say in your life Sara, but please just listen to me, Bellick is not who you think, if you knew what kind of a man he really is you would run screaming in the other direction believe me".
He saw that Sara was ready to protest so he continued, "We´ll talk about that later, right now you have to come with me".
"What? Come with you were?"
"A safe place. The company is after everyone with ties to me and my brother right now, but I can protect you Sara, you just have to trust me".
"Trust you? That´s rich". Sara let out a laugh that sounded more like a sob.
"Please Sara, I know I have no right to ask this of you but I´m doing it anyway, please come with me".
Michaels eyes were pleading with her to give in, to let him take her away from everything and to trust him. And for a moment Sara was lost in his gaze and took a step towards him.
Then it all came back, the lies, how she had cried herself to sleep not knowing were he was or if he was even alive. She couldn´t go through that again.
" I´m sorry Michael, I cant. Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself. I don't need you to save me".
His eyes hardened.
"We don't have much time, just come with me now and I´ll explain everything later" His voice was determined.
"No".
Sara turned around breaking eye contact and forced the tears back. He would never know how much she longed to just go with him and never look back. She heard Michael coming closer and felt him brush against her back.
"I`m sorry you feel that way Sara". His voice was soft, apologetic almost. Suddenly she felt a small prick on the side of her neck and she turned around quickly.
"What are you.." Her voice broke of as she saw the syringe in his hand.
"I´m sorry Sara, but you have to come with me, it´s the only way I can protect you".
Sara wanted to tell him that she didin´t want his help and that he could go straight to hell, but her vision was becoming blurry and her lips wouldn´t form the words. Michaels eyes was the last thing she saw before everything became black.
Michael easily caught her before she hit the floor. He tenderly stroked a few strands of hair away from her face. He sighed, he had wished he wouldn´t have to do this but she had left him with no choice. He only hoped she would forgive him. He picked up the bag he had filled with some of her clothes while he was waiting for her come home and opened the door and quickly looked around to see that no one was there. He was in luck, he locked the door and jogged down the corridor with a motionless Sara in his arms.
He arrived downstairs and saw that the doorman was busy arguing with someone over the phone. With a sigh he snapped the phone shut and walked in the direction of the parking lot.
Michael said a quick thanks to Linc and ran to a car parked across the street. He gently sat Sara down in the front seat and threw the bag in the back and settled himself in the driver seat. He speeded down the street and turned right onto the highway. He wanted to put as many miles between them and Chicago as he could before Sara woke up. He had only given her a mild sedative but it would be a couple of hours before she woke. With any luck they could be in another state by then. He reached out and stroked her cheek, feeling guilty for kidnapping her like this, but he couldn´t deny that he felt his heart beat a little faster just by the thought that she was here, with him.
Thank you for the reviews guys :) This is my first story ever and English is not my native language so I hope you forgive me if something sounds off. I´ll try to update again soon!
