Hiya everyone, i am so sorry about the lateness of this chapter, but i found it hard to get any inspiration for his chapter. I hope i have done ok though, i'll let you lot be the judge of that :D
I'm sure when the next chapter will be up, but i will try my best, i am losing my muse a little for this story, but when i get the inspiration again i will knowck lots of more chapters out, don't you worry.
Well, ENJOY!
Once at the hospital they all raced up to the reception and bombarded the receptionist with questions, which eventually resulted in them being told that they couldn't all go through to see Lincoln and would have to wait until his condition was confirmed.
They all rushed into the hospital entrance, Michael's eyes taking in every detail of their surroundings in an instant, spotting the reception desk he moved forward happy to see everyone else follow his lead.
"Excuse me, we received a call about my brother, he has been brought in where is he?" Michael sounded calmer than he felt, surprising himself as the words left him, although in the panic he had still to tell the receptionist his brothers name, not that she probably already wouldn't know who he was or who he was looking for, their name and pictures was practically blasted on every TV station over the last year of so.
The nurse hadn't really looked up at the man before her, but when she did she was rather shocked to be looking into the eyes of the infamous Michael Scofield, his picture was definitely a modesty of his angelic features, and she suddenly found her usual open manner creeping away in his presence. "Err…yes sir, um…may I take his name?" of course she already knew who he was looking for, she supposed she shouldn't really be surprised he was here, after all, it had been the talk of the hospital only an hour ago that Lincoln Burrows had been emitted into care. She kept her composure together as best she could, coughing slightly to maintain the professionalism in her voice.
Michael sighed but complied all the same "Lincoln Burrows" his voice sounded weary and tired, a deflation hinted in there somewhere.
The receptionist suddenly felt a pang of sorrow overcome her for this man, a man she had expected to carry a strong air about him, determination, strength, but not this man, he seemed exhausted, weak, not at all the type to have escaped two maximum prisons with a mind that could give some of the best minds in history a run for their money. "Thank you, one moment" she looked away after giving a small smile, tapping away at her computer, busying her endless thoughts of the hauntingly beautiful man in front of her.
Michael waited irritably, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm on the counter surface, feeling Sara's eyes burning onto him, watching his movements that had been a part of his nervous response his entire life.
"He is being stabilised at the moment, his condition is not vital but he needs to be monitored for a while…"
"Can we go and see him?" Michael asked maintaining a strong gaze with the young woman behind the desk.
"Not yet, it would be best if you wait in the waiting area just over there, someone will call you in when it is ok to see him" she responded with a friendly gesture towards the waiting area.
"Tell me, please, what happened? How hurt is my Dad?" LJ practically begged with the receptionist, having had enough of not being told anything whilst under the capture of the Company. Michael could hear the desperation in his nephew's voice, looking back to the young woman wanting to hear her answer just as much as LJ.
"I don't know, I'm sorry, there will be a doctor over in a while to fill you in on the details, please if you would quietly wait until you are called…" she repeated, pleading with her eyes, her heart feeling touched by the obvious concern from Lincolns brother, suddenly not as surprised to believe that this man had ruined his own life, his love for his brother was all to obvious.
Frustrated they were all finally convinced to take a seat in the waiting area while they waited to be called in.
Sara was agitated sat in the waiting room, she could feel all eyes on her, as though they could all tell who she was and what she had done and been through. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her hands visibly shaking with nerves.
Michael spotted her unease and took her hand in his despite his own agitation to see his brother.
"I'm here Sara, you don't have to worry" Michael consoled, his thumb rubbing the top of her hand in a soothing motion.
"I know" Sara responded quietly, simply, her face shifting from Michael's view and looking down to her lap.
Michael lifted her face by the chin. "Sara, I'm sorry you had to do this, come out this way I mean, but I promise you are safe"
"You don't have to apologise Michael, it was Lincoln, your brother, of course you needed to come here and I will admit I probably wasn't as ready as I could have been, but I know that I have you now…I can do this Michael, because of you" Sara smiled warmly, feeling at least some of her previous anxieties dissolve as she melted in his baby blue eyes.
Michael was left speechless, he found himself falling in love with this woman all over again, all he could do was lean across and take her into his arms, cherishing the closeness. Although it was short lived when a nurse approached informing them that they could go in a see Lincoln now, but only one at a time.
Michael looked towards the others when informed of the news, wanting nothing than to run into his brother's room and make sure he was ok. "LJ you go, I'm sure he would want to see you" Michael suddenly said, knowing that LJ was probably falling apart with worry, he was his son after all.
"Are you sure Uncle Mike, I mean if you would rather…"
"No LJ really, you go" Michael reaffirmed, smiling to add emphasis to his gesture.
"Thanks" LJ stood and followed the doctor down many hallways, all a blur as he constantly pictured his father lying in a hospital bed probably hooked up to thousand of tubes and what not, and he was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't spot the doctor stop outside a room.
Catching his footing again, LJ looked to the doctor.
"Here he is, now son, your father has been in a bit of a scrap, its mainly bruising but he has suffered from a concussion and a few broken ribs, he's lucky, the guys he decided to pick a fight with don't usually let their victims of so easily…and trust me I now this from experience" the doctor informed, feeling a paternal protection for the young lad before him, he was about the same age as his own son and knowing that LJ especially had been through a hell of a lot for his age from the news and such, he couldn't help but want to protect him the best he could. "Ready?"
LJ merely nodded, unable to speak up due to his nerves, how bad was his Dad going to look?
The doctor led the way and moved aside, holding the door open as LJ moved in further, keeping his eyes off of his father as long as he could, until he had no other choice, he looked up and took a shaky breath, but not because his fears were affirmed, because he was relieved, his Dad didn't really look that bad, the doctors certainly knew how to build things up around here.
"I'll leave you two alone" The doctor smiled warmly to LJ, but he was completely unaware of it, finally they were alone.
LJ stepped closer nervously, unsure of what to say. Lucky for him Lincoln broke the silence first.
"LJ, I'm sorry about storming out the way I did, I just needed to get out, clear my head" Lincoln felt a strong need to point out his terrible behavioural decisions before his son started to think bad of him, not that he already didn't, Linc bitterly thought to himself.
"Its fine Dad I get it, wish I could have done the same actually, think Uncle Mike would have completely lost it then though" LJ stated with a chuckle, feeling the previous tension dissipate.
"Yeah, how is he? And Sara, has she come, god I can't imagine what I have put you all through" Lincoln sighed and gingerly brought a hand up to his face, ignoring the tearing pain in his side, a wince giving away his discomfort.
LJ pulled a face as he watched the pain cross his Dad's face. "He's doing ok, he's more worried about you at the moment, and you know him, always concerned about other people before himself"
"Don't get me started on that, stupid kid, he has to look after himself as well too, I wish he would see that" Linc said only this time his voice was masked with irritation for his brothers over protection for everyone but himself.
"Yeah well you try telling him that, anyway Sara's here too, don't think she was really ready to come out, but she cares a lot about our family, she done this for all of us, gotta give her props seen as she been locked away god knows where for so long" LJ expressed feeling a darker presences seep its way into he conversation, feeling a growing want to move away from such a topic, Lincoln catching onto his son's anxieties happily done just that.
"And Sofia?"
"Here too, waiting with the others, we weren't all aloud in here at once, Uncle Mike sent me in first, go figure" LJ smiled, pleased to see his Dad return one just as wide. "But what about you, obviously you're not ok, but…"
"Don't worry about me, I'm gunna get enough of that from Mike, I'll be fine, really, don't worry son" Lincoln reassured, holding his hand out for LJ to take and wasn't disappointed.
"Good, I should probably let Uncle Mike come in, he's probably going crazy out there, wouldn't want him to freak out again in a hospital, god knows what they would do to him" LJ stated, unable to hold back a short laugh at the thought of the nurses fussing over his uncle, completely bewildered by his state if he ever lost it in here.
"You got that right, send him, tell Sofia I'm fine will you, but I want to see Mike first, just make sure she's ok LJ" Lincoln asked his son with care, not wanting Sofia to feel that he didn't care for her, it's just with all that he and Michael had been through over the last couple of years, he knew that he would be needing to see him desperately to ensure he was ok, and although he wouldn't admit it, he wanted to see him too, he needed to be sure himself that Michael was ok since his last breakdown, he knew that took a lot from him and he couldn't help but worry.
"Sure thing, I love you Dad" LJ spoke softly as he gave his father a hug before he turned to leave.
"Love you too son" Lincoln watched as the man that used to be the little boy he and Mike would sit and play with walked out of the door and couldn't help but feel the proudest father alive, well barely given the way he felt at the moment.
Michael had thanked LJ and rushed to Lincoln's room with no more time to spare. Constantly with the questions, sure that his brother was lying to him about the severity of his condition, but after his final attempt at revealing the 'truth' Lincoln had practically told him to shut up or get out, and that had done the trick.
"I'm only worried about you Linc, god I thought you had been seriously hurt" Michael defended himself, but Lincoln just looked at him irritably.
"You need to stop worrying so much Michael, think about yourself once in a while, think about Sara, she's the one who needs you right now, I can take care of myself"
"Oh I can't take care of myself, is that right?" Sara suddenly asked from the doorway, startling both the men.
"Sara, I…um, no of course not, that's not what I meant" Lincoln blushed, as though he was a little boy again and had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or more relevant to his childhood, caught stealing something a lot more valuable.
"Don't worry Linc, I was only teasing you. It's glad to see that you weren't hurt worse, I'm not sure Michael would have coped had that been the case" Sara smiled brightly, steadying herself as she placed her hand onto Michael's shoulder as he still sat in the chair besides Lincoln's bed.
"Hey! I'm still here" Michael whined, looking from his brother to Sara behind him.
"Thanks Doc, but now I am more than ready to get outta this place, I hate hospitals" With this Linc tried to move from the bed, a grunt escaping him as the movement caused pain to shoot through his ribs.
"Whoa, I don't think that's a good idea" Michael immediately changed into his protective mode. Moving towards his brother and pushing his shoulders back down onto the bed.
"Michael I am not staying here, I've seen enough of hospitals to last me a bloody lifetime, now I am getting out of this bed one way or another, that can be with or without your help, I don't care, your choice" Linc stated firmly, ready to counteract anything Michael decided to throw at him, but to his surprise Michael merely nodded in agreement and moved to help him sit up and move to the side of the bed.
"Wait guys, Linc I'm all for you getting out of here but I think we should get a doctors opinion first, I'll go get someone" Sara offered her knowledge and turned to head for the door when Michael stopped her, as though reading her mind and her fears, he knew she wouldn't want to talk to other people just yet and he had already forced her to come out, he wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.
"I'll go, you two wait here"
"Like I'm gunna go anywhere else" Lincoln tutted, Sara smiling at his joke.
The Doctor had agreed to allow them to take Lincoln home, but not before explaining all his medication to them, luckily Sara already had a good knowledge of must of it and had been able to speed up the process, before long they were all on the road and headed back home, much to everyone's delight.
Well? What did you think? Sorry it was a bit short, but i this wasn't working well for me this chap.
Hope it was ok for now though.
Until next time
Cee xx
