A/N: Not an actual Sakey oneshot but I had this idea running around my head and decided to write it out. Hope you enjoy!
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Michael was in a deep sleep when he felt someone nudging him awake. He was by himself in Sabrina's apartment as Felix had the night shift so he had no idea who could be waking him up so late. He rolled over and slowly opened his eyes to be shocked at what he saw in front of him, "Abby?" She smiled at him, "Hi Michael." He threw himself out of the bed and into her arms holding her tightly while willing himself not to cry, "Wait. You're dead."
"Yes, I am."
"Oh god. Either I'm dreaming still or you're actually here and I can talk to ghosts. Do I see dead people? Or do I have a tumor? Am I dying?" Abby couldn't help but laugh at him, "Trust me you're only dreaming. You're as healthy as can be."
"Okay. Why are you in my dreams?"
"I felt that you needed some guidance. You also needed someone to talk to."
"I don't follow. Guidance? Is this about ELQ? I'm working on getting that back."
"It's about Sabrina. Michael, you're letting your parents run your life again. Go to Puerto Rico and find her. Don't worry about what Sonny and Carly think."
"Not everything is that simple. Sabrina made her choice to leave. I have to honor that."
"Why aren't you fighting for her?"
"Why didn't she fight for me? She just left. No goodbyes, no explanations. What am I supposed to do?" Michael walked out of the bedroom and into the living room with Abby following, "Are you ignoring the way you talked to her? Come one, you threw your money at her!"
"That's not exactly how it happened."
"I know exactly what happened. The woman you love lied to you. She hurt you and at first you didn't know how to react so you walked away and the two of you broke up. Do I have it right so far?" Michael nodded, "Eventually, you came to your senses and changed your mind but you were too late. And now you won't even go find her."
"I don't know what you want me to do. I can't force her to come back to me. She seemed final in her postcard." Abby threw her hands up, "I'm breaking all the rules here. Listen to me, okay? Sabrina didn't write that postcard"
"What? Of course she did. I carry it around with me all the time."
"There's so much more happening here than you guys know and it's so frustrating to see everything happening and I can't do anything. I'm changing that right now. She's not in Puerto Rico, she didn't write that postcard, and you need to go find her and save her."
"Abby, save her? What the hell are you talking about? Where's Sabrina?"
"Talk to Anna Devane, Michael. She knows the truth."
"You're not making any sense. The truth about what? Is Sabrina in danger? Did she have the baby?"
"She's not alone that's all I can say."
"There's no one else for her to be with. What would Anna know about..." Michael looked at Abby and came to a realization, "No fucking way." He had to sit down, "At the Nutcracker Gala, Sabrina was talking about Carlos and she said 'Since I thought Carlos was dead.' And it didn't make sense but she covered over herself. The bastard is alive and she's with him?"
"Trust me when I say it isn't what you think."
"She's in danger?" Abby could only nod at Michael, "I could've been looking for her all this time and now she's somewhere with Carlos and I have no idea where to start." Abby sat down beside him, "You're not too late. You can still find her and the two of you can make things right. I need you to be happy. And you're happy with her. You know what you need to do."
"I can't do this without you. You have to guide me."
"I did all I can do. It's time for you to do things on your own. Stop asking for validation from your parents. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid to trust your instincts or your love for Sabrina."
"Is this goodbye? Again?"
"I'll always be here you. I love you."
"I love you too."
"I know. Remember everything that I told you. And also be happy." She kissed Michael's forehead and lingered there for a second. Before Michael knew it, he sprang up from the pillow with a new purpose.