Thankyou to everyone who reviewed or took the time to read my story. I was going to leave this as a one shot but then I kept thinking of ways to continue it plus the request for a new chapter was a motivating factor to continue my story. :)

Disclaimer: I am constantly reminded by my frinds and family that in no way do I own Prison Break, but I do own my imagination.

Dark shadows were surrounding Sara as she stood in an abandoned alley way not sure how she got here. The alley acting as a funnel for the cool breeze drifting through, dragging some leaves and a stray piece of newspaper with it. The sound of footsteps approached from behind her but as Sara turned around they died out and she was left staring in the opposite direction which was just as empty. The sound of people whispering from where she had been facing moments ago met her ears. Sara turned back quickly her breathing increasing with her pulse rate, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end.

"Hello?" Sara asked unsure and hesitant.

The alleyway remained quiet and no sign of life was evident apart from the unnatural shadows surrounding Sara, the source of them a mystery. Sara began walking down the alley determined to get back home into her warm bed.

There was no evident end to the alley, both paths disappeared into the darkness. The shadows followed Sara and the faster she would run, the faster they would pursue her, never allowing her to break free. Sara so focused on getting the hell awayturned her head backwards and then before she knew it her whole body was thrown to the ground as she tripped on a broken skate board in the middle of her path.

Knees throbbing, Sara hoisted herself back onto her feet and looked down at the object that had caused her to trip. Her eyes widened, her breath caught, as she stared in shock at the faded and chipped away picture at the bottom of the skateboard of a tiger prowling in the moonlight.

Sara slowly crouched down and gently grabbed the skateboard and rose to her feet. She ran her hand over the image imprinted on it, a chip of the picture slowly falling to the ground.

The sound of someone rolling on a skateboard echoed through the alley. Sara looked around for the source when she heard the distant sound of a voice so familiar to herself.

"Dad?... what are you doing here"

"I heard that you were found inside a neighbour's house, looting with them feral friends of yours"

"…………... I should have known you wouldn't have come here to just say hi"

"Look young lady! I am gaining a higher following and I don't need it to come to the public's attention that I have a thief for a daughter!"

"I don't need to stand here and listen to this."

A crash of door slamming echoed followed by a shout muffled through the door the door.

"You better pull yourself together, Sara!"

A car engine revved and went into reverse a snap ringing through the air as it changed gears and drove away. Sara ran back outside to the source of the snap and saw her skateboard lying broken in the driveway.

"I hate you!" she screamed to the car now long gone.

Sara looked at the skateboard, tears welling up in her eyes as she dropped the skateboard, the clatter ringing through the alley. She began to walk away and as she turned to look over her shoulder at where she had been standing was unnerved to see the skateboard gone.

Sara continued walking down the endless path, whispering following her, voices off ghosts from her earlier life. Sara once again took off in a run determined to get away from her haunting memories. The voices in return only got louder drowning out the sound of her feet hitting the ground.

Sara stopped with heavy breath from the fear and the running.

"Stop it!" Sara screamed to the darkness.

Sara felt a warm hand grasp her wrist, but when Sara looked down she saw no hand touching her. Yet she could still feel it, the only sense of comfort and protection she had.

"Help me, please" Sara pleaded to this warmth, tears leaking out of her closed eyes.

"Sara"

Sara heard the voice sounding distant, a voice she thought she would never hear again. She opened her eyes and briefly and saw the faint outline of the man who had stolen her heart against her better judgement. Concern was evident in his mesmorising eyes.

"Michael?" Sara asked closing her eyes believing it to be a dream. When she reopened them she found herself in the dark alleyway, Michael lost.

Sara felt her heart drop as she stood alone, a rush of cool wind running a shiver down her spine. The warmth she had felt on her wrist, giving her the moment of comfort was now gone.

Sara feeling so lonely turned around and her eyes fell to a table standing erect in front of her. The top was clear glass with 3 metal legs bending and adjoining in the middle and curving back out. Lying on the centre of the table lay a needle filled with a substance that looked suspiciously like morphine.

"No" Sara whined looking at the morphine, her body yearning to take it.

"Sara, I'm here, can you here me" Once again the distant voice of Michael met Sara's ear. She felt his hand press against her forehead.

"Help me" Sara said as she very slowly reached out for item on the table.

"I'm here for you Sara…. Please just wake up"

Sara felt the warmth off his hands pressed up against hers and making a decision took one more glance at her old source of comfort and turned away.

"Michael" Sara asked trying to see the hand that was warming her cool hands.

"I'm here Sara, just wake up"

Sara wasn't exactly sure how to do that, she tried closing her eyes and reopening them but she was still standing in the dark alley.

"I….I can't" Sara said desperately, giving up.

"Yes you can" he said and the next moment Sara felt his warm lips press up against hers and Sara closing her eyes softly returned the gesture. When Sara opened her eyes again she was no longer standing in the cold alleyway filled with demons from her past. She was lying on her bed, the rescuer from her dream sitting on the chair next to her bed smiling but with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Glad to see you awake, Sleeping Beauty" He said smiling back at Sara, as comprehension of everything that just happened dawned on her………