A/N : Oh man, what a weekend. Diners and shows have prevented me from updating daily – but no more. Next week'll be back to normal, I promise. I do hope people aren't starting to forget about this one. (sob)

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Today's artist : Susie Suh. Great singer! Songs underneath chappy, as always.

XO

I am hungry for your love
And I am starving for a better time
But that's all we got here
That's all we know
That's all we've become
Our recognition

Sara

"Michael?" she lifted her head up a bit to look into his face. He cracked one eye open and gazed at her lovingly. "This is great, isn't it?"

He nodded and combed his hand through her hair. "This is how it will always be."

She smiled softly. "Yeah, but not right now, huh?" Michael looked at her guiltily, with doubt written all over his face. "It's okay, Michael, I know this can't last." She shook her head sadly and pressed a kiss to his bare chest. "Not right now."

"Sara..."

"I'm not scared anymore, Michael. I mean, I was, once. And when you were on the run, I couldn't...couldn't... breathe. But now I understand it all. I understand that we will be together." She pressed a kiss to his lips. "Because, Michael, I can't not be with you anymore. I can't be fighting your war, but I'll be waiting, okay?"

He smiled down at her. "I love you so much, Sara."

She grinned. "I know. Now let's make pancakes."

Michael

She was right. He knew it. Yet it was so tempting to stay in denial and keep living in this bliss. She wasn't scared, she'd said. He was – at least a bit. Going back would be hell, and what about her? Could they keep on sneaking around? Could he do that to her? Or would he be transferred, far away from her, only seeing her once a week, with a sheduled hug and kiss? No. He shook his head. He couldn't do that. Couldn't bear to be with her for such a limited ammount of time.

You shouldn't think about this now. The voice inside his head was right : he shouldn't. So he pulled her close and kissed the flour off of her ear.

In this moment
I feel so much lighter
In this moment
I can breathe

Starting to nibble on her earlobe, her head fell back on to his shoulder and he took the oppurtunity to press his lips to her neck, attacking it with featherlight kisses. She let go of the spoon in her hand and lifted her hand to cup his head behind hers, closing her eyes. He chuckled. "Pancakes are burning..."

Sara

She shook her head. Not important.

He reached behing her to turn off the stove and gathered her in his arms. "Which door to bedroom?" His voice was soft and smooth in her ears and aargh – she would never be able to resist this man. Besides, why would she want to?

"Second." She answered decisively. He dragged her over to the second door, and in her lustfilled haze, she could only follow.

Michael kinked his eyebrow. "I hope this isn't where you've been sleeping all this time."

"Huh?" She peered inside and saw a mob placed to the far wall, along with insectsprays and toiletcleaner. The janitorcloset. "Oh." She grinned. "No."

The next five minutes where spent finding the right door. The next five hours : finding themselves in each other.

"Michael?" She'd started tracing patterns on his stomach, and he lay there, so relaxed it seemed he could fall asleep any second.

"Hmm?"

"How's Lincoln? And Sucre? Where's Lincoln and Sucre?"

Michael chuckled at her childlike questions."Lincoln is at Veronica's. Don't know 'bout Sucre though."

Sara sighed relieved. "Michael?"

"Yeah?"

"I really like Veronica. She's great. Did you know she came to me?" He smiled. "Right." She continued. "You'd sent her...You know, I really hope we can be sisters one day."

Shit. There she'd gone, assuming she would become Michael's wife. Oops? " Not that I'm assuming anything, you know. She's just great, is all I wanted to say..."

Michael

Yes, he'd heard her slip up. He just chosen not to elaborate. Yes, of course he wanted to marry her...He would. But he wanted to ask her himself, in the most romantic way possible. Not just agree with her slip up. Nice to know she felt that way, though.

He pulled her close in their bed and kissed her passionately. And through that kiss, she felt the things he wanted her to know. He knew it.

She blushed, making her look even more beautiful in the light of the downing sun. He brushed her cheek with his hand and she leaned into it. Edging closer to her, his lips were about to crash down on hers, when...

his cellphone rang.

He groaned and she sighed heavily as he went to retrieve it in the pocket of his jeans, discarded on the floor.

"Yeah?"

"MICHAEL!" Lincoln's voice shouted through the telephone. "I'M FREE!"

Writing chapters always feels so darn good! Feels even better when I get lots of reviews, though. Please? Pretty please?

Songs :

1) Recognition

2)Harmony

Both Susie Suh songs.

XO - Laura.