Chapter 3

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"Are you our wedding planner?" The blonde asked, smiling broadly.

Sara stood there in shock, trying to take the new information in. She looked at Michael who was looking nervous then to Becky who was still smiling broadly shook her head and closed her eyes, thinking maybe she didn't hear her correctly.

"I'm sorry, what?" Sara asked once she opened her eyes.

Becky just smiled and repeated "Are you our wedding planner?" She turned to Michael and looked him in the eyes, "Michael and I want to get married."

Those last words hit her like a ton of bricks. Sara felt her heart breaking. She continued to stare at Becky, but then snapped out of her shock, put on a fake smile.

"Oh, yes I'm your wedding planner. I'm, Sara Tancredi."

"Oh, no need to tell me who you are!" Becky gushed with her eyes going wide "I know who you are! You're one of the best wedding planners in the country! And also the daughter of the Governor of Illinois. The Gill's recommended you as well. Do you remember their wedding?" She asked as Sara led them to sit in the chairs in front of her desk.

Sara nodded. "Yes, I remember them. They wanted a pure white and gold wedding." She replied taking her seat behind her desk.

"I thought that wedding was beautiful. And that was when I realized I just had to get you to plan my wedding; I didn't care if I had to fly all the way out to LA! Michael didn't know who was planning it, I wanted to surprise him" she exclaimed happily.

Sara just carried on smiling kindly, though she could've sworn she heard Michael mumble, "It's definitely a surprise alright."

"I know it probably be the first time you have done a wedding with one of the pair has a criminal record and quite a bit famous! But he did do it for his brother." She petted Michael on the knee, "He told me everything about his time at Fox River."

"What... Everything?" Sara asked while looking at Michael, Michael gave Sara a face that screamed that he never told Becky about her.

"Yeah everything" Becky carried on as though she had not witness what had happened between Michael and Sara. "He hasn't kept any secrets from me." Sara smiled faintly and looked down. "You could say that again" Sara mumbled.

"Did you check the date for the wedding? It's the 24th December. Is that okay for you?" Becky asked.

Sara give Becky a warm smile. "Of course 24th December is okay! It's your wedding; I'm not the one getting married," Sara said kindly, though said the last sentence through gritted teeth.

Becky gave an excited clap. "Great! That when we first met." She said while smiling at Michael.

"24th December it is." Sara said with a slight smile as she jotted it the date down on her notepad.

"You want red and white right?" Sara asked biting her lip.

Becky nodded. "Yes. I would really love red and white, you know, to give it a Christmas feel, seeing as it's on Christmas eve." She answered.

Sara nodded as she added that to her notes. "And also is it true that we're going to a wedding you planned tomorrow?" Becky asked, with hint of thrill in her voice.

"Yes, if you want to come. You don't have to if you don't want to." Sara replied, not looking up from her notes looking up from her notes.

Becky looked as if she would explode with happiness. "Of course! I want to see your work!" she cried out.

Sara gave a genuine smile. "Well, the wedding ceremony starts at 1:00pm it's held at Saint Diane Church," Sara answered.

"Great! I can't wait!" Becky said, who was trying her hardest not to fall out of her seat. Sara looked over at Michael and noticed that he was looking around the room. not taking any notice of what just happened. He was staring at all her books and his eyes locked on the bookshelves and saw the pile of origami rose's. Underneath the pile he could see the first one he made for her. He smiled; he remembered that day in the infirmary as if it just happened.

Flashback

Michael sat in the chair waiting for his shot when he noticed the flowers from Sara's birthday thrown in the bin. He looked up at her. A frown crossing her features.

"You threw away your flowers." He said softly.

Sara looked at him. He swore he saw of flicker of anger dance across her eyes. "Like I said, they don't last."

The tone of her voice shot daggers through him. "I don't thing they're dead yet." He said, trying to lighten the mood.

"I don't like to get attached to things that don't last."

"Why are you so cynical?" He asked as he tried to catch her eyes.

Sara huffed and put down the shot. "Michael, I think there's cynicism and there's realism."

"And there's optimism, hope, faith."

Sara smiled a little, "This coming form a guy locked up in a penitentiary..."

"Toes are over-rated." He smiled.

"Thank you for trying to make me smile, not today."

Michael looked at her turned back then back to her desk, he placed a small paper rose on it and walled back to the guard escorting him back to his cell.

End of Flashback

He looked back at Sara who sitting behind the desk jotting something down on the notepad and noticed that she wasn't the same person he knew. She no longer had the happiness in her eyes, like the way lit up when she sees him walk in her office each time he would arrived for his shots and the smile he would bring on her face. Now her eyes were filled with grief and sorrow. His mother always told him 'eyes are windows to the soul,' now 36 years later, he finally understood what she meant. He could tell she was heartbroken and he knew those smiles she was giving were fake, he knew her too well. He was brought back to reality as Becky nudged him in the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He asked clueless.

"Are you alright Michael? I've been calling your name for the last 5 minutes." Becky said.

"Yeah, I'm ok Becky, just thinking about something" Michael smiled, "What were you saying?"

"I said, are you coming with us to the wedding tomorrow?" Becky repeated.

"Oh, yeah, I'll come." He answered sitting up in his chair.

Becky smiled. "Brilliant! Is there anything else we need to do today?" she asked Sara.

"No, there's really nothing else today. We'll meet tomorrow at 12:00 at the church. Keep that binder with you tonight; tell me tomorrow which theme you like best, and then we can deal with the flowers that will match, as well as the dresses and other things. But before we can do that we need to get the theme perfect." Sara smiled.

Becky grinned, and clutched the binder to her chest. "Well, thank you so much for doing this, Ms Tancredi. I don't think we could have done it alone." She said standing up.

'You can arrange your own damn wedding for all I care. Out of all the people in Chicago why did you have to chose him?!' Sara thought in her head. "My mother was Ms Tancredi, call me Sara, and it's no problem. It's my job."

"Well, thank you once again, Sara," Becky said with a huge smile while turning to leave.

Sara turned to look at Michael. She smiled and shook his hand; their skin touched sending an electric current through their bodies. Both of them felt it, but chose to ignore it. Michael then lent down and pecked Sara on the cheek "I'll see you tomorrow, Sara." Michael whispered in her ear.

She let out a sigh she didn't know she was holding in as she plopped back in her chair and typed the notes up on the computer.

"So, how'd it go? I mean working with the man who pulled off the greatest escape in American history." A voice asked in her doorway.

Sara peered her head over the computer so she was able to see the speaker. She saw that it was Joanne walking over to her desk with a grin on "I mean you so lucky working with him. You should have seen the women when he walked in building, they dropped their folders and just gawped at him. It was like Brad Pitt was in the building. I would love to work with him." Joanne gushed

"You can have him." Sara mumbled.

"What was that Sara? I didn't catch it." Joanne asked.

Sara sighed and she thought that there wasn't a way she could keep her feelings in check. She wanted to get rid of planning his wedding. She thought about swapping with Laura.

"Joanne there's something I need to tell you. Can you bring Laura in because I want to tell her as well."

"Yeah ok I'll call her." Replied a confused Joanne. Five minutes later Laura walked into the office with a confused look on her face

"You called me?" She asked while looking at Joanne.

She nodded. "Yeah apparently Sara got something to tell us."

Sara got up from her chair and went to the door and drew the blinds, she walked back to her desk and sat on the chair.

"This must be serious." Laura muttered.

Sara let out a breath. "Before I begin what I have to say, I don't want any interrupting, ok, you can have your questions at the end."

"Ok" Joanne and Laura agreed.

"Laura do you remember when you ask me where I worked in Chicago , but I would brush the subject off?"

"Yeah I do, you asked me to never talk about it again." replied Laura.

"Five years ago I was a Doctor at Fox River state penitentiary, and yes Laura it was the one where The Fox River 8 escaped from" Sara added seeing the look on Laura's face.

"A patient called Michael Scofield was in the infirmary because had diabetes and needed insulin shots..." Over the next few hours Sara told them about Michael from his arrival at Fox River to when he ask her to leave the door open and she told them about how she nearly died of a Morphine overdose. When she had finished talking she looked at the pair. Joanne had her mouth gawped, her eyes wide open her eyebrow was in danger of disappearing into her hairline. Laura was sitting on the edge of the seat to the brink of falling off.

"So any questions." Sara added

"Um, I know this may sound stupid, but what it's with the origami flowers that you have on your bookshelves. I know that you get one on your birthday and Christmas, but I never got around to asking you." Laura questioned her.

"Oh that." She said with a smile creeping over her lips. "While Michael was in Fox River it was my birthday, we were in were in the infirmary. He saw some flowers on my desk and asked my what they were for. I told him it was my birthday. Well, long story short, I threw them out and he came in for his shots and asked why I threw them out. He tried to cheer me up," Sara shook her head, "It didn't really work. He left and I turned around and the flower was on my desk. He sends them to me now."

"Do I have to guess why you've been falling asleep on job?" Joanne asked finding her voice.

Sara felt herself go red. "Lately I just been having dreams about Michael. And no you guys, I am not telling you about them. It's private thank you very much." She added after seeing the look on their faces.

"I take it that Becky doesn't know anything that happen between you and Michael?" Joanne asked.

"No she doesn't. She knows about his time in Fox River, everything but us." Replied Sara.

"Joanne if this too much to ask it there anyway I could…" Joanne cut her off before she finish her sentence.

"No Sara I am not swapping you over to Laura. Becky requested you and it would a bit silly if I swapped her over to Laura, and what can I say when she asks me why?!" She looked over at Sara

"Why have you swapped me over…?" She said putting on a voice like Becky's "Yes I'm sorry but Sara doesn't want to do your wedding because she's in love with Michael and she knew him from Fox River when she was his Doctor!"

Sara rolled her eyes "You could have just said that I'm to busy because I have too many weddings," She pointed her finger, "Which it true! And now this one, it'll be a miracle if we get through this one without any hiccups with each other!" Sara raised her voice a little.

Joanne sighed. "Sara. You are one of the best wedding planners in the whole country. People are flying across the globe to have a wedding planned by you! You will not turn them down! And I promise you if you do this wedding and it turns out spectacular like all your other ones, which I am sure you will, I can guarantee you that you can do the Radcliff wedding." She finished.

Sara looked at her boss in shock. "The Radcliff wedding? As in Daniel Radcliff and Emma Watson?" She asked in shock.

Joanne sat up and grinned. "Yes they recommend us and if you do this one, you'll be working with your dream hero. Now you might want to carry on do Becky and Michael's wedding would you?" With that she stood up and left the room along with Laura.

Sara fell back into her chair. She sat there thinking for while and decided that she needed to go home for the day. Relax. She would finish the touches on the wedding for tomorrow. She got up, quickly grabbed the things she needed and left the building.

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"Whoa, wait. As Michael Scofield the man who helped 8 people escape from Fox River" Katie asked with shock.

It was now late at night, and Sara had called Katie the moment she walk in the door. Sara told her about her day. Sara was eating a box of Chocolates while talking to Katie.

"Yes, that Michael!! How many Michael Scofield's do you think I know!!" Sara answered while getting another chocolate and popping it in her mouth.

Katie chuckled down the phone.

"I really fail to see how this situation could possibly be funny." Sara snapped.

"I'm sorry Sara, but think about it. What are the chances of you planning Michael's wedding?" She asked, still giggling.

Sara chucked another chocolate in her mouth. "Well looking at this, really good chances." She replied.

"Tell me something Sara, I'm really interested to know. Why is that you haven't been on a date in five years. How come you plan everybody else's love life, but have not one of your own? Honestly, before you know it you're going to be old women and wondering where your life went."

"Katie, it's just… hard to explain."

"Try me." Katie pressed

"While we were in the infirmary we kiss and...

- at that moment Katie screamed "YOU WHAT!" so loudly Sara had to pull the phone from her ear.

"How come you never told me Sara" She added.

"Well I am telling you now aren't I." Replied Sara. "Anyway after we kissed I asked Michael what he wanted from me, he told me to wait for him. So that what I've been doing for the last five years waiting for him. Now he's gone and got himself a Fiancée. I waited five years and he never came. It just felt like I've been screwed over and got slapped in the face." Sara said getting teary.

"You still have feelings for him, don't you?" Katie asked, gently trying not to upset Sara even more.

"What? No, of course not! I haven't seen him in years! And he's getting married!" Sara cried out, grabbing another piece of Chocolate and putting it her mouth.

"Oh yeah sure you don't have feelings, so you just waiting around for five years for "Mr. Right" She said, "It's okay if you still do."

"What do you mean 'It's okay if I still do'? It's not okay! He's getting married for God's sake!." Sara exclaimed.

"So, you do still have feelings for him?" Katie said with a smile in her voice. "Maybe this is the wake up call you need to move on from Michael."

Sara sighed, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight, I'll speak to you tomorrow." Sara put the phone down before Katie could asked anymore questions.

She needed to get to bed. She had a busy day the next day, and she had to get up early. She had a quick shower changed into her pajama pants and top and tossed her dirty clothes in the washing bin. Sara climb into bed, and thought about her day. Within minutes she was asleep, dreaming of Michael.

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