"This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left."

Far Away - Nickelback

"When can I move in?"

"Now, if you'd like. Everything's ready to go Mr. Scofield."

"Thank you."

The landlord smiled and nodded. He gathered his things and left Michael alone once again. For a moment Michael wondered if this was how it was going to be. Just him and these four walls. He told himself that he was better off, but he didn't believe it. The best thing for him would be to swallow his pride and go home. Michael wouldn't do it, of course.

With a sigh he grabbed his keys and left his apartment. He was suddenly feeling claustrophobic. The cool morning air surrounded him and he shivered. It was oddly comforting being around snow. It made for a stark contrast to the California winter.

Despite himself he wondered was Sara was doing. Did she know he was already gone? Did she even care? It was dangerous territory, but he couldn't stop himself. No matter how far he ran she would always catch up with him. It was the worst when they were on the run. He'd be walking down the street trying to blend in then he'd see a flash of red and had to stop himself from chasing the figure around the corner and down the block.

Each time he knew it couldn't be her. The real Sara was lying in a hospital bed fighting for her life. She was fighting because of him. Lincoln didn't even try to stop him when he went to see her in the hospital. His brother knew he had feelings for her. Lincoln had always known. He even knew when Michael told him he was moving to New York. His brother called him out on it, but Michael brushed it off. If he was smarter he would have listened to his brother and gone after her, but he couldn't. She rejected him once and he didn't think he could go through it again.

He walked around the city for a few hours before finally deciding to return home. The last thing he needed was to get sick before his first day of work. Michael rounded the corner and found himself face to face with the last person he expected to see.

"Lincoln, can you give me a ride to the airport?"

"Sure, but I'm coming with you."

Sara nodded and headed for the door. She stopped when she realized she was still wearing the same dress she wore for dinner. "Uh, do you think I can borrow some clothes from Veronica? I don't think this is going to handle the snow very well."

"I'll go find something for you," he smiled and walked up the stairs. Meanwhile, she was trying to figure out what she would say to Michael. Somehow she figured showing up on his doorstep and smiling wasn't going to cut it. Or maybe it would. Maybe that's all he needed. Sara didn't know, but she prayed she would by the time they got there.

"What do we do now?" Lincoln asked when they got off the plane.

"We go here." Sara handed him a piece of paper with Michael's new address scribbled on it.

"How'd you get this?"

"I called Michael's bank pretending to be a secretary from his old firm. I told them I wanted to confirm his address so I could send him his last check. I gave them his old address and they gave me his new ones. It was pretty easy actually."

"You're a pretty good detective, Doc."

Sara smiled at him. She was thankful he was there to support her. If she had come alone she probably would have turned around and gotten right back on that plane. They hailed a cab and climbed in. Most of the ride was spent in silence each trying to figure out how to convince Michael to come home.

"Thank you Sara," Lincoln said breaking the silence.

"For what?"

"Everything. For saving me, saving Michael, for this. We owe you a lot."

"I left a door unlocked."

"You've done more than that. I just want you to know that we're grateful."

Sara looked down not knowing what to say. Fortunately, they arrived at Michael's apartment and she was able to change the subject.

"Are you ready for this?"

"If you are."

They scanned the residence listings and pressed the intercom button that would put them through to Michael's apartment. There was no answer. They tried again and got the same results.

"Maybe he left."

"What she we do now?"

"You wait here," Lincoln said looking around. "I'll go to his new office to see if he's there."

Sara nodded and took a seat on the steps. She watched Lincoln disappear into a crowd of people. She searched in her purse for her watch and wondered how long she would have to wait. Sara looked up and realized she wouldn't have to wait long at all.

Michael stared at her as she stood up. "Sara."

"Michael."

They stood there staring at each other for what seemed like lifetimes until Michael spoke up. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"Why?"

"Because I'm in love with you."