Spoilers from Season 4.
NOTE: This was reposted so if you've already read it, it's pretty much the same. I just had to fix a couple small errors.
"Okay Dr. Scofield, I have the results right here," Dr. Wright announced, waving a folder in the air.
"And...?" Sara asked, excitement mixed with a tinge of sadness at not being able to share this moment with Michael.
"Ready?" the doctor exclaimed and Sara nodded impatiently. "It's a boy!"
Sara felt tears spring into her eyes at the thought of the little baby boy that was growing inside of her and she placed a hand on her swollen belly, smiling. "That's great!"
"Congratulations, Mrs. Scofield." Dr. Wright announced, smiling at her patient, knowing how she much be feeling. She had been an OB/GYN for years and this was probably one of the most rewarding parts of her job, watching the pure joy on her patients' faces.
"Thank you so much, doctor!" Sara exclaimed, getting up and giving the older woman a hug. The doctor hugged her back and then left to write a prescription for Sara's prenatal medication.
"Congrats." Lincoln said, stepping into the room and Sara smiled up at him as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Thanks." she replied, her smile wavering a bit as she wished his younger brother were here instead of him. Not that she didn't want Lincoln there; he was great, always going with her to her appointment, making sure she had everything she needed, including taking care of her late night cravings. The poor guy had gotten up at 4am the night before to get her chicken wings from a place on the other side of town.
"You're going to make a great mother." Lincoln said, mistaking her expression for fear at the impending responsibilty.
"Thanks Lincoln." she replied and he squeezed her shoulder. "I just...I really wish Michael was here. He sacrificed everything for us and our baby isn't even going to know his father. Maybe if I had gone back that day and tried to save him, he would be here right now." Sara said, choking back a sob as tears sprang into her eyes.
"Hey, it's not your fault Sara. There's nothing you could've done. That electric shock...not even Michael could've lived through that." Lincoln said. Then, in a softer voice, he said "Michael will watch his son grow up, maybe not here. But from up there." he said, his finger pointing upwards.
Sara nodded, covering her face with her hands. "I miss him so much."
"Shh, it's okay." Lincoln said, pulling his sister-in-law into a much-needed embrace. "He loves you and he wouldn't want you to be sad."
Sara nodded, taking a deep breath. "You're right." she admitted, forcing a smile onto her lips. She looked down, placing her hands back onto her baby bump, where she felt her baby boy kicking enthusiastically. All of a sudden, her smile was no longer forced but it became genuine. Something that Michael had been good at doing; he always knew how to make her smile, even when she wanted nothing more than to weep.
"This little boy is going to be a great soccer player." she said, softly. She heard Linc chuckle and her smile grew. "I think I know what I'm going to name him." she stated.
Lincoln looked surprised. "What?"
She smiled, looking back down. "This little boy is going to have his father's name. His name is going to be Michael."
Lincoln smiled at this, not quite able to come up with a response. His expression was enough though, to tell Sara that he approved of her idea. She smiled back and at that moment, Lincoln's words from a moment ago rang true. She just knew that Michael was watching down on them from heaven, and he was smiling too.
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