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A/N: Well this is the last chapter of this book. I really do hope you like the ending. I've planned for this ending ever since I came up with the book. There will be tears of joy and those of sadness. I've also been asked if this is going to be a sequel and I said probably not. Right now I want to focus on my first short story which has been posted called "In the End" then I want to possibly start a forth book about Michael and Sara this time. I kind of miss writing about the two of them rather than another character with Michael. This time I believe I'm going to begin the forth book in more of Sara's point of view rather than Michael but it isn't set in stone. Anyways, again I hope y'all enjoy it and I would appreciate any reviews!!
The next morning…
------------------------------------------- Sara's Place ----------------------------- (8:01 a.m.) -----
Michael rolled onto his back admiring the sun coming in from the window beside the bed of Sara's apartment. He looked down to find her hands still across his torso clutching onto him as if she never wanted to let go. In a sense he didn't want her to let go, he finally had the one woman he wanted more than anything and that was all that mattered. Sara was quick to notice his action of flipping onto his back and opened her eyes. She ran her fingers down his chest and against the brim of his boxers and smiled.
"Good Morning…" She whispered continuing to rub her soft hand against his tattooed torso until he swept away the hand and planted a giant kiss directly on top of it. "Is that your way of saying Good Morning?"
"Jenny woke up in the middle of the night last night saying there was a monster downstairs…" Michael chuckled and looked down at his midnight blue plaid boxers. "So I did what any father would do, I slipped out of the bed in my boxers and grabbed the bat from under your bed. I grabbed Jenny's hand and we went downstairs to investigate…that is when I saw the monster which turned out to be a folded black dress sock…" He sighed and laid her hand back against his chest.
"I'm sorry Michael, you could have gotten me up and I would've taken care of it without a problem. I am her mother…"
"Yes, and I am her father. From what I've heard it is the father's duty to investigate noises and other manly objectives. I'm just thankful to have my daughter back…"
"We're both thankful to have you back…" Sara kissed his neck and rolled onto her side as she placed her head on his broad shoulder. She gently lifted her head once more to situate her position when she heard tiny footsteps. Peaking up at the end of the bed was Jenny in her Scooby Doo pajamas and teddy bear.
"Mommy I can't sleep anymore…" The little girl carefully lifted herself onto the bed and nestled directly between the couple and smiled.
"It's okay Jenny, it is time for breakfast anyway…" The dark brunette smiled and ran her long boney fingers against the red hair of Jenny.
"What's for breakfast?" She questioned.
"I don't know you'll have to ask daddy…" The doctor smiled and watched Michael's face light up at the word 'daddy'.
"Well little girl, I'll fix you anything you want…eggs…bacon…grits…pancakes…" Michael took a moment to stop and think about what other breakfast foods could be offered to a five year old girl.
"I want ice cream and sprinkles…"
"Ice cream and sprinkles eh? I think we could arrange that." Scofield smiled as he watched Sara glare toward him. "What? My little girl wants ice cream and I said I would give her anything and I'm a man that doesn't back down on his word…"
"Yeah and you're not the one who has to pay for the dentist either…" Sara lifted the sheets away from her partially bare body and smiled. "I've got to go to work Michael. I need you to take her over to my aunt's house before you go into work. I'll call her and tell her that you'll be dropping Jenny off this time…" She swiftly walked into the bathroom beside her bed and shut the door behind her.
"Your mom is in kind of a bad mood don't you think?" Scofield removed his arm from around the little girl and sat up on the bed with his feet touching the ground beneath him. He rubbed his eyes from the previous night and glanced back toward Jenny.
"Can we go get ice cream now?" The little red head admired Michael for a moment before standing up in the middle of the messy bed sheets and smiling. She removed the red curls away from her face and jumped off the bed where she then darted out of the bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Scofield called out.
"I'm watching TV daddy…" A sweet little innocent voice answered.
Michael removed his enormous hands from his eyes wiping the last bit of water from the edges of his gorgeous blue eyes and smiled. In the distance he could hear a voice coming from the bathroom, such a voice that sounded as if it escaped an angel. He decided to venture his way to find the beautiful soul whose voice captivated his attention despite the fact he already knew who it was. Gently opening the door to the bathroom he saw Sara leaning against the shower doors with the water running as well as tears running down her own eyes.
Quickly to realize the status of Sara he wrapped his arms around her body allowing her to cry on his soft inviting shoulder. The long flow of steady tears left Michael's shoulder feeling moist and appearing shinier than ever. Despite the rough appearance of Sara, he still found an angel hidden beneath the apparent scars. He tightened his grasp against the brunette and continued to comfort her without a word spoken. It seemed that it was a lot easier without words. Emotion was sometimes more effective when dealing with Sara in the eyes of young Scofield.
"Michael, I'm sorry for everything…" Sara belted out holding tighter onto his arms as she began crying even harder while yelling simultaneously.
"Whoa…calm down Sara…I'm here…for you and Jenny and nothing is going change that baby…I'm back and better than ever. Listen to me…" Michael lifted her chin up to face him eye to eye and smiled. "I do in fact realize there is going to be a lot of obstacles but we're strong enough to overcome them. If you're worried about Nicki well I'll reassure you in any way possible that she is nothing to me and never will be."
"It's not that Michael…" She bolted her eyes to the bathroom floor and shook her head despite Michael's hand still lifting her chin. "I can't do it anymore…"
"Wait…what can't you do…rewind baby…what is going on?" Scofield continued to stare into her brilliantly colored brown eyes with hope yet fear hidden beneath the solid layer of hope.
"I can't afford living here anymore. I'm three months behind on my rent, I can't afford paying my aunt for babysitting Jenny…if I don't pay this month we're getting kicked out of the apartment. I'm already working down at the FBI agency and part time at Fox River but I can't do it anymore. I barely have enough time for Jenny and balancing you is just way too much…" She admitted, tears still streaming down her face.
"Is that all?" Michael questioned innocently.
"Is that all? Sara mocked Michael rolling her eyes. "That is everything. What happens next? I want you Michael, I always have and now that you're here I don't have time for you…"
"You let me worry about everything. I'll take care of it from now on, you're welcome to keep your job but I have it. I have an interview tomorrow back at my firm. Everything is going to be just fine." Scofield kissed the top of her head and smiled. "As for today, you're taking the day off and we're going to take our daughter out for ice cream and sprinkles." He let go of the tight grasp around Sara and smiled as he backed away from her.
"I'll be ready soon. Do me a favor and call my aunt to tell her about our plans and if you would dress Jenny I would appreciate it." Sara watched Michael sigh as any usual man would do and slowly walk away. "…And Michael…!" She exclaimed. "I love you."
"I love you too…" Scofield smiled and walked away from the bathroom in search of his very own five year old.
------------------------------- Remote Location --------------------- (1:01 p.m.) ------------------
"Fuck you…" Nicki spat in the face of Mason as she crossed her ankles and smirked.
"Young lady, I don't believe you understand…" Mason coughed and looked at the guardsmen. "You can either tell me where Michael is or you can be shot and killed for something you had nothing to do with little girl."
"Fuck you Mason…" The southern woman stomped her heels to the ground and glared into the eyes of Mason with such intensity that can only be described as such an anger that could only be found at the pit of a person's broken heart.
"Are you actually protecting him because you believe that he will hear of your heroism and come running back to you, after all you did lie to him? Did you actually believe that he would love you after lying to him about your own child…" Mason rubbed the side of the barrel of his gun directly onto her stomach and smiled. "After all, you're still pregnant and with his child. You're pregnant with a man's child who never loved you…classic white trash story I suppose."
"It is better off this way. Anyone could see that I wasn't the woman for him, Sara is and I respect her for that. It wasn't my place to stop the love they had for each other. So why don't you leave him alone, kill me and call it a day."
"Because you seemed to have forgotten the ninety grand Lincoln Burrows owed us. Without that money I'm nothing to the mob anymore and I can't have that Nicole and you knew that…"
"What you're actually trying to say is that without the money you're just a dumbass who can't find his place in the mob. I understand everything Mason. You're a dick and I know it is difficult to cope with but I'm sure your slut…sorry, I mean Shelley can help you with your troubles." A sly smile appeared across Nicki's face as Mason's turned red.
"I wouldn't talk to me like that seeing that I have the power to take your life at any point. Now, where was I? Right, the part about you lying to Michael about the baby, I can't believe that you didn't have the balls to tell him about us that night a few days after meeting prince charming…"
"You swore to never bring that night up ever again…bastard…"
"Nicki, Nicki, Nicki poor innocent Nicki…I'm sorry but love hurts sometimes doesn't it? If only you would have been honest about that one night and how you're carrying my child. Perhaps you'd also like to mention how you paid the doctor off to lie for you so your poor little innocent heart wouldn't weep and hurt so horribly. Well that wait is over young lady. You'll be able to clear your name in the next few hours I suspect seeing that Mr. Scofield will be here and all…" Mason began to stare toward Sara closer than he had in his entire life.
"Why do you want to bring Michael into this anyway? All you have to do is give him a ring and he'll wire the money then you can just leave everyone alone…" The dark brunette suggested with a slight twang in her voice.
"Excuse me, but I believe I have a meeting with mister Scofield. I'll be back soon doll…" With that Mason picked up his trench coat from the arm of his chair and glanced behind his shoulder one last time before smiling and shutting the door tightly behind him.
----------------------- Sara's Place ------------------------------ (1:36 p.m.) -----------------------
"Daddy, can we go and get ice cream now? Please?" Jenny begged at the feet of her father with her hands in a prayer position and eyes shut tightly.
"Yes sweetie, after all, I did promise you and daddy never backs down on a promise especially one from his little girl…" Michael smiled and picked up the little girl and faced Sara. "Are you coming?" He questioned his newly found love watching her turn the 'power' button on the remote of the TV.
"Yes Michael, I wouldn't miss this for the world. Being with my two favorite people is all I ever want to do now…" With a slight tear in her eye she grabbed her purse from the desk by the front door.
As a newly found family, Michael, Sara and Jenny walked down the narrow hallway of the apartment complex. Michael's arm was firmly placed around the shoulders of Sara as Jenny held her mother's hand awkwardly tight and pranced down the hallway. The family seemed happy which was a new found feeling for all of them. The innocence of a child brought smiles to the two adult's faces which seemed impossible but was proven possible in that very moment. Scofield opened the door of Sara's Toyota Camry and buckled his daughter in safely in the booster seat provided. He turned around from the car and was immediately grabbed by two men wearing completely back.
"What the hell?" Michael wiggled his body and began screaming as he saw Sara and Jenny pull away with a strange tall dark man in the driver's site. His eyes bulged out of his head as he was shoved into a white work van.
Michael looked around the back of the work van then back down at his new shiny hand cuffs wrapped tightly around his wrists. In the back of the van consisted of two men, one of which had a gun almost against Michael's chest. The other man was rather obese, fairly pale and had a crooked tooth in the front of his mouth. He glanced back down at the cuffs wrapped around his wrists and sighed as he looked out the back window. His eyes were merely in tears but he tried desperately to not show his emotion, realizing then and there this wasn't a prank.
After what seemed like an eternity the van came to a complete stop sending Michael half way across his seat. The pale man hoisted Michael's arms nearly ripping them out of there sockets and drug the tattooed man inside what looked like an abandoned building. The other man with the gun followed closely behind Scofield just before the driver who was swinging his keys around his index finger. Michael opened his eyes to find himself in a giant empty room.
Scofield noticed Nicki sitting puzzled and confused in shackles in the middle of the room. Next to her was a somewhat tall guy whom which was without a doubt southern decent. The tight grasp of the strange man's arm left a bruise as he was thrown on the ground directly in front of the southern man. He twisted himself upright and looked into the eyes of Nicki with what appeared to be fear.
"I'm glad you could make it here Mr. Scofield. Not to worry, Sara and little Jenny are perfectly safe…" A slight chuckle came out of the mouth of Mason followed by a smirk aimed to Michael.
"Where are they?" The tattooed man demanded looking from Nicki then back to Mason. "Why am I here? If it is about Nicki and me, we are through and I have no ties to her anymore…"
Nicki looked down at her shackled ankles as a tear rolled down the side of her face. Deep down she knew that Michael wasn't the man for her but it still hurt just as hard. The word 'through' from the voice of Scofield hurt even more without a doubt. She looked up at Michael and smiled in hopes there would be a smile for her but instead felt cold by the look he gave her.
"You have something I need Michael…" Mason turned to face Michael once more before kicking him back to the ground with his entire mite. "Now, I need the money that was borrowed by your brother, Lincoln Burrows."
"What money?" Michael questioned still staring at Mason despite the bleeding coming from his lower right eye. He glared up toward the southern man in pure fury at this moment in time.
"Well, it turns out your brother borrowed money from the 'gang'…" Mason emphasized the world 'gang' with a drawl and a smile. "So, where is it?"
"I can get you the money tomorrow morning when the bank opens. My bank isn't open on Monday…" Scofield turned away and looked in the metal leg of Nicki's chair at the reflection of his face. There was a slight scar forming from the kick Mason gave him.
"I'm sorry Michael. You see, I need that money in two hours or my position is gone…so you see…you either give me the money or everyone you know and love will die…even Jenny…" The southern man held up a picture of young Jenny at the park and ripped it down the middle furiously. He scattered the pieces at the feet of Michael and chuckled.
"I can get you the money plus a thousand dollars if you could just wait one more day. I have the money and I can prove it to you…just don't kill my little girl…" Tears came streaming down Michael's face as he begged the southern man in front of him.
"Excuse me…" Mason picked up this cell phone and smiled. "Yeah?" He answered.
"Sir, we have the little girl and foxy brunette…" A buff African American man gripped onto Sara's arm tightly as he escorted her out of the Camry.
"Good, bring them in…" He shut his phone and smiled. "Looks like your girlfriend and daughter made it here…and speak of the devil…there they are…"
Michael watched the innocence of his little girl's face walk across the cement flooring of the abandoned building. She had a stuffed rabbit in one hand and the large man's hand in another. Sara however had a bruise on her right cheek along with the large indention of a hand print on the other side of her face. Scofield looked at the two most important women of his life and glared toward Mason. Nicki watched Sara and Jenny sit in a couple of chairs behind Mason and looked at the concerning face of Michael.
"Okay Mr. Scofield, prove to me that you have 91,000 in your account right now…" Mason demanded.
"Only if you let one of them go…" Michael argued back trying to let his hands free of the cuffs behind his back. This was one of the few instances that having big hands was not a benefit.
"Fine, which one…?" The southern man questioned.
"Jenny!" Sara called out in hopes Michael would listen to her. She held her cuffed hands firmly behind the back of the chair and looked deep into the crystal blue eyes of the man she so deeply fell in love with.
"Alright, let my daughter go and I'll show you…" Scofield waited for the tall black man to release his daughter and smiled as the little girl scurried over toward her father. He gave her his affection before being pulled away from his daughter by a skinny white man.
"Benny, take her to her aunt's house over on 23rd street. See to it that she makes it there…" The southern man directed one of his 'workers'. "Okay Scofield, if you fuck this up I'm not afraid to take the life of your woman…" He held a knife from his pocket and pointed toward Sara.
"What does this have to do with Sara Mason?" Nicki questioned trying to break the silence of the room. "This has nothing to do with her. You have what you've wanted…you have me and the money now…just let her go…"
"What do you think your doing?" Scofield whispered as he looked over toward Nicki but didn't see a single glance from Nicki.
"Let her go Mason. You and I both know that you won't kill her, you don't have a single bad bone in your body. I'll stay with you just let her go…"
"Why are you defending Sara all of the sudden? Just a few minutes ago you bashing the bitch and now you're all the suddenly on her side?" Mason questioned.
"Yes, I know I don't like her and she knows it but I can't see a mother and daughter be taken away. I know what it is like to not grow up with a mother. Mine died when I was about Jenny's age and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about her. Please don't put Jenny through what I had to…and you for that matter…" Realizing she touched a sensitive subject she smiled. "Mason, I know your mother loved you despite her decisions."
"Yes, but she didn't have to choose drugs over her own sons…" Mason wiped the barrel of his weapon and looked over at a now crying Sara. "Okay…I know…Charlie…un-cuff the two women…"
Charlie did as Mason instructed and first un-cuffed Nicki. Nicki smiled and continued to sit in the chair with her legs now crossed and a look of mere puzzlement across her face. Sara was soon un-cuffed after Nicki and reached inside the pocket of Charlie to pull out a 45. She quickly pointed the gun to Mason and closed her eyes.
"Sara, I know you don't respect me but I wouldn't shoot him if I were you…" Nicki stood up and watched Mason cock his gun toward Michael. "I don't know if you've ever shot a gun but Mason doesn't miss…"
"Shut the hell up you home wrecker. Honestly, I don't give a damn what you think anymore. You tore Michael away from me and he doesn't want you anymore. So why don't you go and get a manicure Barbie…" Sara said in a harsh tone.
"…I guess a deserved that…" Nicki whispered to herself. "I know I haven't been a very good person but as a fellow human being I would advise you not to do that…"
Sara felt the room spinning in circle after circle as she continued to point the gun toward Mason. Within a blink of an eye she fired her weapon sending a bullet through the heart of Mason. She opened her eyes and watched Mason hit the ground quickly. Nicki looked down on the ground beside her to find and open wound in the chest of Michael. Grabbing the attention of Sara, Nicki called out for the doctor and shook her head.
"Call an ambulance…" Sara shouted as she watched Nicki reach into her pocket and dialed the three digit phone number. She quickly stripped her shirt away from her chest and pressed it against the chest of Michael. "Everything is going to be okay." She whispered to Michael.
Shortly after the phone call, the paramedics arrived as well as the police and cornier. Michael was air lifted to a local hospital meanwhile Mason was placed inside a black body bag. Nicki stood in the middle of the empty room and held her stomach as tears filled her green eyes. Sara looked at Nicki, extremely disappointed by the fact she couldn't travel with Michael. The police soon traveled inside the building and stood in front of the two women.
"What happened?" The captain questioned looking at the cop beside him as the skinny cop took out a pad of paper and a pen to write down everything. "First lets start off with who shot the two men.
Without hesitating Nicki spoke. "I did…" She looked back at Sara and smiled. "Promise me that you won't leave Jenny, a daughter needs her mother…" Nicki whispered to Sara as the police officer quickly cuffed her and placed her inside the police car.
3 days later…
-------------------------------------Chicago ------------------- (1:00 p.m.) -------------------------
"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of a loved one. He was a brother, boyfriend but most of all a father…" The preacher began.
Sara looked into the casket deep into the sleeping face of Michael and cried harder. Nicki sat beside Sara with two officers standing directly behind her. She was still in cuffs but was just thankful to be here. Jenny however was on Sara's lap crying yet not entirely sure what was going on. The entire group of people was vast and took up most of the room inside the funeral home. Sucre and Maricruz sat on the other side of Sara along with their very own daughter.
"The time has come to lay a good man to rest…" The preacher finished. "I would like to conclude today with a small speech from Michael's best friend, his companion in which he would have done anything for. But most of all she was the love of his life. Sara…"
The dark brunette slowly stood up and walked toward the microphone in the front of the funeral home in front of the casket. "He was not only a father to my child; he was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. The day he was shot…he told me he loved me and I said I loved him. When he was brought to the cornier, something special was found in his pocket that afternoon. It was a wedding ring and on the inside it had this carved."
"For once in my life I don't have to pretend I'm happy, with you I'm always happy. I love you, Michael"
Sara placed the ring around her finger and smiled back toward the casket. There was one word to say and she knew exactly what it was. "…Yes…" She said placing the ring fully around her finger and held it up in the air.
Everyone began to clap and smiled as Sara stepped down from the podium. Sara walked down the thin aisle to find her seat next to Nicki and smiled. Nicki smiled back slightly before being escorted by the guards. She quickly glanced back and Jenny and Sara and knew at that very moment she made the right decision and that was all that mattered.
5 years later…
------------------------------------- Nicki -------------------------------- (5:03 p.m.) ----------------
Nicki looked across the room of her apartment back in Tipp City and smiled. She opened her lap top and opened a blank document. A small boy with dark brown hair continued to parade around the apartment with vibrant colored paper shaped into a crown around his head. A smile escaped Nicki as she began to type quickly yet efficiently.
"Devin Michael Burlow! I think you need to settle down…" Nicki pointed to the couch behind her and smiled.
"Yes mommy…" The young boy smiled and sat on the couch as directed by his mother and flicked on the TV.
The brunette continued to type faster until she finally completed her journal entry for that day. Ever since that day five years ago she never re-visited that folder of her computer. It was too painful. But now she had to face her fears and add a new chapter of her life:
"Never regret anything that once made you smile. That is the philosophy I live by in this day and age. My life story has never come easy to write into words.
Dani and LJ now live in a house just outside of Atlanta, Georgia. LJ pursued a job in a large oil corporation in the south. As for Dani, she stays at home with her two children. The oldest rightfully named Lincoln the third and a daughter named Kristine after me.
Sucre and Maricruz popped out two more children to now have a total of three. They continue to live in a Chicago apartment. Sucre works at a mill most days while Maricruz is going to school to become a nurse.
As for Sara you may ask. We still keep in touch from time to tome. She and Jenny hang out every day through rain or shine. They are now living in Michael's spacious place where they share past times with the man known as Michael Scofield. To this day you can still see the hurt hidden within Sara but she tries not to show it. She wears the diamond ring every day on her finger and never thinks twice about finding someone else.
I suppose that I'm the last one to be updated. I'm doing fine. The death of my two ex-boyfriends took a toll on my heart but everything is better now. A little over four years ago I gave birth to my son and have been a single mother since. I guess you can say that I never got over Michael or Mason for that matter but Devin is my life now.
As for our lives now, we live them day by day…never knowing where the wind may take us…but there is one thing for sure…everyone learned the value of family and that is all that matters."
Nicki starred at the document before saving it. She smiled and closed her lap top.
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A/N: Well, this is the ending of it all. I hope everyone enjoyed this book. I know it was a blast to write! I would appreciate any reviews of course. I appreciate all of you who have followed the book from start to finish! Thanks for all the hits and reviews I've received, it means the world to me.
As for me right now, I'm working on my new short story 'In the End' (check if out if you haven't already). From there I'm not sure where writing will take me. I'm planning on a third book as we speak but it isn't planned to come out for a couple weeks. For this book the only thing I know is it will be set in Sara's view rather than Michael which tends to happen more in my books. I'm glad to say the next one is sure to have more Michael and Sara romance which is always a good thing!!
Also, I would like to give the usual shout out to C and E!! I love you guys and miss y'all like crazy…
Thanks again for everyone who has read!!
It has been nice writing for you guys-
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