It had been three weeks since the escape from Fox River Prison. Michael Scofield kept out of sight so that nobody would recognize him. The only thing that he missed about being in prison was Sara Tancredi. Michael admiited to himself that he missed her. Sara might have been the only reason to stay in prison. The bacic reason he got himself into prison was to save his brother Lincoln Burrows. Now that was done, Michael couldn't stop thinking about her.
Michael thought and thought and he couldn't take it much longer, he had to see Sara, be with her and fulfill a desire that he has had for a long time, but should he risk his freedom just to see her?
After a few more days of hiding and pondering Michael came to a decision.
" I have to see her," Michael thought, " Sara might have been the only reason to stay, but I had to save Lincoln. I couldn't see him die for something he didn't do."
Michael hid his apperance as much as possile and got on a bus heading back to Fox River. Nobody seemed to notice who he was or maybe they didn't care which was fine. Micheal then thought of something else, going back may not only endaner his life, but Sara's as well. Michael then got off the bus when it reached it's destination and looked up where Sara lived.
" Here goes nothing," he thought and headed out of the station.
Meanwhile, Sara was at home at that moment, a day off after a hectic few weeks. Ever since the prison break, Sara has thought about Michael, even though she knew she shouldn't.
" Michael broke out of prison," Sara told herself, " Stop thinking about him."
Sara knew she couldn't, it was hard, she was worried about his safety.
Sara began pacing around her apartment, she felt like she couldn't relax. Sara sat down, but then heard a knock at the door. Sara went up to the door and looked out, she saw Michael.
Sara opened the door only to stare at him.
" What are you doing here?" Sara whispered.
" I had to see you," Michael said, " Don't be mad at me."
Sara just quickly signaled him inside and shut the door.
" You risk grave danger coming here," Sara said in a low voice, " Don't you realize the cops are not going to give up until they lock you back up."
Michael looked at Sara's beautiful face, she was mad, and he made it worse by coming back.
" I'm sorry," Michael said, " You have to know I mean you no harm."
Sara sighed and turned away from him. She knew he was right.
" Sara," Michael said.
" Why did you come here?" Sara asked looking at him.
" Do you have to ask?" Michael asked in return.
" You have to turn yourself in," Sara said.
" Not until I know that Lincoln can be cleared," Michael said, " The evidence is out there."
Sara sat down, " Then let his lawyer find it," Sara said.
" It's not working fast enough," Michael said, " It didn't work fast enough."
Sara just didn't want to look at him, but she couldn't help herself, Michael just had those type of eyes that drew you in.
Michael then sat next to her, " I don't mean to scare you," Michael said.
Sara then looked away, " You did that one day in the sick bay," Sara said.
Sara then got up and walked away from him.
" You can't be here any longer," Sara said, " You have to leave. If I could help you I would, but in this case I can't. I can't help an escaped fugitive."
Michael then got up and pulled her to him. Sara couldn't help herself but melt into the strength of his arms around her. His hands felt warm and she needed warmth to wash away the fear. The looks he gave her shot an arrow through her heart. Her eyes just locked with his, and the stares made her heart pound so hard.
" Relax," Michael said, " I won't hurt you."
" I know," Sara said, " I can see that, but that doesn't change the fact of what you have done."
" I felt like I had no other choice," Michael said, " I did what I had to do to save Lincoln." " Michael," Sara began to say.
" Don't talk," Michael said, " I don't want to talk about it."
Michael just looked into her eyes again and pushed hair away that blocked them. Sara's eyes were a beautiful sight to see.
" I can't help you," Sara said, " But what are you thinking?"
" How beautiful you are," Michael admitted," And that I came here to see you outside of the infirmary, other than that you don't want to know what I am thinking."
" I'll tell you what I'm thinking," Sara said, " Don't just stand there."
" What do you mean by that?' Michael asked. "
Your stares are making me nervious," Sara said, " Just kiss me already."
Michael couldn't believe he just heard those words out of her and that she gave him an open invitation. Michael first touched her cheek with the palm of his hand before touching his lips to hers, gently at first. Michael then added a little more pressure and Sara's grip tightened around him.
In her mind Sara heard, " Push him away, he's an escaped convict, don't get carried away." Sara didn't listen to her mind, she was listening to her heart and enjoyed the moment, a moment that wouldn't last forever.