Perfect

A Prison Break FanFiction

Author: itsamandything

Well I found a man
Stronger than anyone I know

He share's my dreams
I hope one day we'll share a home

We're so in love
Fighting against all odds
-Ed Sheeran & Beyonce

Sara watched as Michael hung ornaments on their tree. It was huge, and looked as big as the ones she'd grown up with. Month seven brought Sara new energy and a stubborn invasive belly. Two more months to go, at least she wasn't this big during the heat of the summer. Now, she understood why friends had planned their kids the way that they did.

Michael's birthday proved to be eventful. They celebrated it closer to halloween, and had their friends over for a costume party as well as some of his work associates and their families. Now it was time to make newer and better memories all together as a family.

Michael stepped back from the tree and admired his and Mike's handy work. "Looks good." Sara said looking up from her book. "Really good." She added and Mike placed the stocking on the mantle while Michael joined her on the couch.

"I never thought this would happen." He confessed to her and she nestled her back against his chest, one of his free hands coming around, landing on her belly.

"Me either. Sometimes I feel like I should pinch myself to make sure this is real." She told him. "Are we still going to the beach for New Years?" She asked him.

"That's the plan. I figured we could go to Cancun."

"Sounds nice." She told him. "Don't expect me to get in a bathing suit though." She added.

"We can just go skinny dipping when Mike's asleep." He said in a low voice.

"You're going to end up on Santa's naughty list." She told him.

….

The night before Christmas eve Lincoln and LJ had volunteered to take Mike to Michael's old loft that he'd gifted to LJ as a reward for finishing law school. Lincoln was getting used to living in River North, over looking the water, from his old place in Southside.

Sara took advantage of this time and donned the only nightgown that fit her, one she'd bought a couple weeks ago as a surprise for Michael. She had no idea what he'd gotten her. She made her way down the stairs, standing in the office door with the familiar glimmer in her eyes and a flush on her cheeks. "Almost done?" she asked him.

"I'm done now." He said removing his glasses and standing up from his desk, coming to her. She took his hand and led him up the stairs to their bedroom, flipping the lock for measure. "What's the occasion?"

"Well, I have been extra tired lately." She said to him, unbuckling his belt, then his pants, pushing them down and he stepped out of them. He made quick work of his shirt, and it met the rest of his clothes. "Plus we better get as much alone time as we can before the baby gets here." She said as he backed her towards their bed.

She stopped when the backs of her knees hit the bed, and Michael slipped his fingers under the strap of her nightgown and slid them down her shoulders. Soon the rest of the garment fell down her body and he gently pushed her down on the bed, and she backed up towards the pillows.

"You have no idea what you do to me." He said to her and she let out a giggle.

"I think I have an idea." She told him, her hand wrapping around his erection, giving it a swift tug. "Love me." She whispered to him, and he leaned down to kiss her. Sara's arms wrapped around him and he started moving his hips in a delicious friction against her causing them both to moan.

"You like that?" He whispered huskily in her ear.

"You know I do." She said, bringing her lips to nibble on his earlobe then placed kissed in the crook of his neck. His lips trailed down her, stopping at the valley of her breasts, then over each nipple, gently tugging them, causing them to rise up even more. He kissed over her stomach then back up again, meeting her in a hungry kiss.

He slipped a hand between them, down her slick folds and inserted two fingers, curling them just the way she liked. He used his thumb to press against her clit, drawing lazy circles around it causing her to mewl his name. "Patience sweetheart." He chided and she moaned his name again.

He felt her walls, clenching as his fingers moved in and out of her, his thumb applying pressure to her clit. She was meeting his fingers with her own movement, and Michael felt another swift rise of blood go south. He loved seeing her come undone like this. "Michael." She called out, succumbing to her orgasm, crashing around her.

Michael turned Sara onto her side, her backside pressed into him and he slid one of his legs in between hers, then slid into her causing them both to moan. He gently rocked into her, one of his hands firmly on her hip, holding her in place. "I love you." He said, kissing the nape of her neck, picking up his thrusts.

"I love you too." She said, puling his arm all the way around her, clasping his hand. "Harder." She said and he picked up his pace, her juices causing a delicious friction. "Just like that." She said softly to him, pressing herself as far into him as she could go.

Sara felt the pressure building again, but this time she wanted to come with him. She moaned out his name again, and a few thrusts later they orgasmed together, Michael going limp next to her. He gently pulled out of her and she turned to face him. "I know you don't like to be on top, and I know you hate being on your knees. I was trying to make you comfortable." He told her softly.

"You've always made sure I'm taken care of. if I hadn't liked it, I would've told you to stop." She told him and she smiled right as she kissed him.

"Only to more months." He said rubbing her belly, hoping the baby would kick.

"It feels like an eternity. I never thought I'd have another baby. I couldn't bring myself to tell Mike I only wanted your child." She explained. "Don't get cocky because of that." She said, pointing a finger into his chest.

"Too late." He told her and she playfully hit him in the chest.

….

Christmas morning dawned very early with Mike waking them up at 5:00. He barreled down the stairs while Michael turned on the coffee pot and made Mike a cup of hot chocolate. Once their drinks were ready he waded into the living room setting the cups down. "Merry Christmas." He said to Sara and she smiled.

"Mom, this is from me and dad." Mike said handing her the box. It was that familiar mint green, Tiffany's. She immediately knew he overspent. But it wasn't a ring box. It was a platinum bracelet that held diamonds.

"Mike, it's beautiful. Did you pick this out?" She asked him, and Michael placed it on her wrist.

"Yep. Dad helped me. That's why its from both of us." Mike said proudly.

"This is one is from me," Michael told her, handing her another Tiffany's box. This time she knew what it was.

She gently opened the box and it revealed a simply novo setting, with a diamond band. The ring had to have been a carat and a half, at least. "This is too much." she gasped and Michael took the ring out of the box and placed it on her hand, in front of her wedding band. "It's beautiful." She conceded.

"I promised you one day I'd get you a diamond." He told her and she wiped a few stray tears from her face. "I always keep my promises." He whispered in her ear.

"Enough of me, Mike start opening your presents." Sara said and Mike started with the nearest box.

"New soccer cleats, yes!" He said excitedly. "I so needed these." He said with a toothy grin.

"This is from mom for you dad." He said and handed Michael the box.

Michael carefully opened the box, not knowing what to expect. He was stunned. It was a silver Rolex with a diamond inlay on the face. "Sara," he said and she smiled. That right there is the exact reason she bought it for him. They continued opening presents, until the floor was covered in wrapping paper. Michael made way to the kitchen to start making french toast, eggs and sausage while they waiting for Lincoln and LJ to come over.