A/N : You guys, I'm back again, with a new chappie! BTW, have you SEEN MiSa's kiss, coming to us on Monday? (squeals) OMG OMG OMG!!

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PS: This chapter refers to Michael sending Henry a snowglobe. That's from my story "The Golden Taj", it sort of happens to Henry while this story happens to MiSa. Read it!

Henry walked into the hospitalroom and hugged Sara. The next words out of his mouth were "He's here, isn't he?" Sara smiled a little and then shook her head.

"Don't be mad at him, okay? He did what he had to do, because Lincoln is innocent. Come on, you know him. You know Michael. And you know me." She grabbed his fatherly hand and squeezed it. "I love him, okay?"

Henry sighed and drew his hand over his face. He did know Sara and he knew that she wouldn't just fall for things – Sara always knew the truth. Michael – he had trusted him once. And the snowglobe... Well, let's just say that Michael Scofield was halfway to forgiveness by now. His brow furrowed. "Is he the reason you're in here?"

Sara shook her head an blinked away the tears that were starting to build up in her eyes. "No. We had – our car was in an accident. I was... We were sitting on the backseat, wearing our seatbelts," Henry smiled. Sara always worried about things like that. "and all of a sudden, there was this..." she swallowed hard, biting her lip and closing her eyes briefly. Henry sat up on the bed and put his arms around her.

"It's okay," he said, "you're okay now. Is he okay, too?"

She smiled. "Michael's fine." A soft laugh followed. "He's having a hard time leaving my side, though. You would think he sticks to me like velcro."

Henry's eyes darted around the room, looking for any sign of Michael. He reached over Sara's body and lifted the origami rose from her nightstand. "I can tell he's been here."

She nodded. "Yeah. I told him to get out, so I could talk to you."

A finger darted over the man's mustache. "So where is he now."

Sara looked sad. "Probably hiding, somewhere. He's probably with Lincoln, figuring what to do about the tape that was released. But he promised to be back in..." she glanced at the clock, "fifteen minutes. If you want to, you could wait, and see him. "

He nodded. "I would like that."

Flashback

"If I understand you correctly,Miss Tancredi,you just needed some time after your father's death...to cope with things, and you just packed and left?"

Sara nodded. "I had been suspended from my job for a while, officers, and I had just recovered from an overdose. My father passed away. I'm sure you can understand my condition and my decision to regain my strength elsewhere."

The officers nodded. They'd entered ten minutes ago and, after making sure every room of Sara's small 'residence' was completely empty, they'd started the interrogation. Sara had answered every question perfectly: she'd needed to regain her strength, so she travelled around for a while with her backpack – pitched a tent somewhere. After that, she went over to Jane's grandparents' house and left her stuff there, to continue her journey, with Jane.

Jane...Sara wondered how she was holding up. In the short time she'd known the woman, she'd started to feel like friends. Maybe it was because there weren't many women around, but Sara doubted it. There was just something that connected them, right from the start.

"Miss," the male officer shook her out of her reverie, "It is regulation that we have someone brought over here, someone close to you – to make sure you get home safely. Who should we call?"

She didn't even think of Sally. Not at first, that is. "Henry Pope." Her father.

A soft knocking was heard and Henry watched as Sara's whole face brightened, when she let out the most beautiful smile. "Come in."

Michael snuck in, immediately closing the door behind him, his baseball cap hiding his entire face that turned downwards. He didn't see the other man in the room until he turned around and gave his girlfriend a similar smile. It faltered a bit when he saw Henry...the smile turned shy, and Michael looked ashamed.

That was the exact moment Henry forgave him. He stood up and walked over to where the man was standing, halfway from the door to the bed, and put his arm on Michael's shoulder. "Hello, Michael."

"I'm sorry." His voice sounded scared and broken and the older man just couldn't refrain from hugging his 'son' tightly. Michael squeezed back, like a little boy clinging to his father. Henry nearly choked up.

"I know. Now go kiss your woman."

He could feel, rather than see, Michael's smile. Letting go of the strong body, he stepped back and saw Michael running towards Sara and kissing her soundly on the lips. "How are you feeling?" He sat on the bed, with his back against the headboard. Sara's head immediately found his chest and she leaned against him, while he kissed her hair.

"I'm better. The nurses gave me something for the pain, and the doctor said that I can leave in an hour or so."

He sighed a little."You do know that I'll be with you as soon as I can, right?"

Flashback

"Sara, I think we have to discuss what happens next."

They were lying in eachother's arms again and Sara had almost drifted off when he said it. It's safe to say that she was awake in an instant. Sitting up, she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at him, confused.

"What do you mean, Michael? I'm going with you."

He kissed her. She knew that wasn't a good sign right now, so she placed her hands against his chest and softly pushed him away.

"Michael!"

"You got hurt." He said, his voice breaking. His forhead leaned against hers, and his breath was warm on her nose. "You got hurt – and you need to recover from all of this. Running is the last thing you should be doing right now."

She rolled her eyes. "What did I tell you about treating me like I'm the most precious thing around?"

Michael laughed. "Not to. But that was before you were in the hospital. I mean, God, Sara - you're in a hospital. You need to rest. I'll be with you as soon as I can, okay. Just believe me when I tell you that."

Sara gave him a weak smile. "I know." She sighed. "I just don't want to leave you."

He gave her a quick peck on the lips. "It'll all be over soon, you know."

"I know."

"I know." She looked up and gave him a sweet kiss. "Now, you need to go. The doctor's coming soon. I love you."

He cupped her face in his hands, mindful of her bruises, and kissed her lovingly. "I love you too. Now, you stay safe, okay – do you have any place to go?"

"She'll stay with me."

Michael gave Henry a thankful look. "Take care of her." He hugged Sara one final time and walked over Henry, also giving him a quick hug. At the door, he paused one final time, put on his cap and smiled at the duo occupying the room. His eyes rested on Sara.

"I love you so much, Sara."

And then he was gone.

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