I need to get more writing done! I'm closing the gap on what i've got written. So will hopefully do that this weekend. However i am drawing near the end of the story. And might do alternatives to the end of season 5 or scenes that i thought were missing? I won't stop doing Michael and Sara, just not this one as it's been a long one! So i am really thankful for you all and hope you continue to read what i write for them! As you have all been so amazing!

It was late afternoon and the three of them had gone through the whole box of Lincoln's to find anything relating to Michael's life. So far they had awards from school, his birth certificate and the collection of photos with names and dates on the back.

"Hey is this your Dad?" Sara asked passing a photo to Michael.

He gave a side smile as he looked at the photo, "Yeah that's him" he whispered. In the photo his Father was crouching with his two sons proudly, Michael could have only been 3 and Lincoln 7 or 8. She could see both of them in their Father. He looked like a kind man. A man who got mixed up in a terrible organisation.

"That wasn't long before he left" Lincoln stated, and placed out his hand and Michael passed him the photo, to which he concentrated on it.

Michael noticed this, "What is it Linc?"

"You remember what Christina said to us?" he asked his brother. Never referring to Christina as their 'Mother' anymore because of what she had done to them.

Michael nodded, knowing exactly where his brother was going with this, "Linc you know she was lying. She did it to drive a wedge between us"

After Christina had claimed that Lincoln was adopted, she thought it was push them apart. If anything it made them stronger. Michael was right. She had been a liar for a long time, "Sometimes i can help but think about it...what if it is true?" Lincoln asked looking at the photo.

"I have, without any doubt in my mind Lincoln, that you and Michael are brothers," Sara told him forcefully, "but i can go to the lab again. Take your DNA and compare it with Michael's and Mike's if you want it put to bed"

Lincoln looked to Michael unsure of what to say, "Would it change anything?"

Michael shook his head, "Never. Your my brother. Always have been, always will be," he told him, "but for the record, i don't think you need to take it. We know who we are to each other"

Lincoln nodded, "Your right. You are my brother. My annoying little smart ass brother" he chuckled.

Time passed and they had collected everything they needed.

Michael then made the call to Paul and put him on speakerphone.

"I assume everything went well with the drop off?" Michael asked, giving a quick glance to Sara.

"Yes the adversary was safely deposited" Paul responded through the phone, knowing exactly who Michael was talking about.

"We don't mind if the 'adversary' was unsafely deposited either" Lincoln commented, getting his digs in without Jacob even being there to hear it.

Paul lightly chuckled, "Always the most beautiful words from you Burrows"

"Do you expect anything else to what that guy did to my brother and sister in law?" Lincoln came back turning serious.

"Can't say i do," Paul responded, "i assume you've called me with another update or you already want to know Poseidon's whereabouts"

"Its the former," Michael sighed and closed his eyes, he did want to know where he was. Sara could tell. But he was doing it for her. Doing it for Mike. Not letting him win and defeating him was what was driving him now, "we have all my information from my childhood compiled together. The blood results will be back today or tomorrow"

"Good. Good we are getting there. Have that file ready for me tomorrow morning and i will come by and pick it up," there was a pause by Paul, Sara was unsure if he was still there until he said it, words she had been waiting to hear, "this time tomorrow you could just be Michael Scofield again"