Disclaimer: I own nothing with Prison Break or any of its contents. I don't own any of the following characters Lincoln Burrows, LJ Burrows, Sara Tancredi, Michael Scofield or the reference to T-bag. I also don't own Forrest Gump…but it is an awesome movie!! I don't own Amazed by Lonestar.

A/N: Hmm…I don't really have anything to say for this author's note. I just thought it looked bare without one…lol.

Later that night…

---------------Michael's house------------- (9:50 p.m.) --------------

Sara grabbed the test from the counter and saw two double blue lines on the test. She turned to face Michael and began to cry. He looked down at the test then back up at the crying brunette in front of the mirror. Scofield grabbed Sara's waist and held her close to his warm body.

"…I just thought…" She planted her head against his collar bone as the tears from her eyes began flowing down her face.

"I know." Michael said rubbing Sara's back as she rubbed her eyes, washing away the tears from her dark brown eyes. "I know this is hard but we'll get through this…is it your father that is making you upset?"

"…no…" Sara whispered letting go of Michael and throwing the test in the waste basket. She walked to the counter of the bathroom and plopped down on top of it, crossing her legs.

"Okay Sara, I'm taking you out to dinner to celebrate this occasion…" Scofield informed Sara lifting her body up from the counter and spinning her around the entire bathroom.

"What are we celebrating?" The clueless brunette questioned smiling at Michael as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"…the news…" Michael said rather sarcastically turning his head back to Sara as he watched her beautiful smile disappear.

"Hun, the test was negative…" Dr. Tancredi said walking away from the tattooed man, planting her feet in front of the door way.

"What's wrong?" Scofield questioned placing his hands inside his pockets. "What's wrong with that?"

"Because Michael, I want to get started with my life before it's too late. I'm almost 30 Michael. Can't you see that or do I need to spell it out to you?" Sara asked opening the door, leaving behind Michael completely alone against the bathroom wall.

Scofield gazed at the door as his bald head began swimming with thoughts and ideas. He cringed his face then let out a yell of pure anger and frustration. His knuckles grew tighter as did the rest of the muscles in his now sweaty body.

…What the hell…?

Michael slowly opened the wooden bathroom door to find Sara crouched against the wall in the corner of his bedroom. Her eyes were swollen with crystal tears in her lightly brown eyes. He admired the young lady in the corner and knelt down in front of her, placing his gentle hands on top of her knees.

"Listen to me…" The tattooed man lifted Sara's chin to expose the tears running down her face. "I love you…I'm willing to do whatever you want Sara. Please don't give me that face. Listen, I'll do anything for you." He smiled and kissed her cheek.

"I know but still…" Sara whined tugging on the sleeve of his button up shirt.

Sara smiled as Michael helped her from her crouched position in the corner of his blue bedroom. Michael un-buttoned his shirt and threw it over Sara. He held the young brunette against his now bare torso. She ran her rather long fingers down the front of Michael's chest leaving precise nail indentions in his abdomen.

"…I'm sorry…" She whispered nibbling on his right ear as he ran his hand up and down the side of her body.

"Not for that, for before…" It's just my father sees happy couples everyday who are happily married with children, houses and rings…" Sara paused as she became distracted by the tattoo in front of her face. She smiled and began tracing the outline of his tattoo. "Then he looks at me and shakes his head."

Michael said nothing as he grabbed the hand of the young brunette. "Let's just get some sleep young lady."

Sara slid down the blankets of the king size bed as she watched Michael slide his pants down in the corner of her brown eye. Michael plopped down onto the bed and covered the lower half of his tattooed body. In the corner of his blue eye he watched Sara strip into only her tank top and blue lace thong. She snuggled up to his warm body placing her head on his collar bone. Scofield covered the brunette with the comforter and kissed her forehead.

------------- (Switching to Linc who is currently in Michael's house…) ----- (10:59 p.m.)

"Dad, can we watch a movie in the living room?" LJ asked holding the hand of his newly found girlfriend, Melissa.

"Whose 'we'?" Linc asked glancing into the living room at the young couple sitting on the couch together.

"…me and my girlfriend…" The young teen answered as his face turned a pale pink. "Remember Melissa from a couple weeks ago?"

"Hi Mr. Burrows…" Melissa said waving at the tall man across the room. She looked back at LJ and smiled.

"Hello Melissa…what movie were you gonna watch?" Burrows asked attempting to act interested in the teens affairs.

"The classic…Forrest Gump…" LJ said holding up the DVD case of Forrest Gump for his father to see. "We decided to watch it over dinner at the local crab shack on the beach…which was really good by the way…"

"Isn't that movie more than two hours long?" Linc questioned watching the young couple intently. He watched their every move as if he were bird watching, except this time he was child watching.

"…yes sir…" Melissa answered as LJ stretched his arm out and wrapped it around her neck, exposing the Japanese tattoo on the back of her neck. "It means 'hope' in case you're wondering…"

"When do you have to be home Melissa?" A worried father asked the young couple with the 'you don't want to do that' father look.

"…LJ said it would be okay if I stayed here since my parents are out of town some where in New Jersey. So I decided to ask LJ if I could stay with him and he said that it would be okay…" Melissa countered with an enormous smile on her rather pale face.

"Did he? Well, I guess I'll go and get the popcorn…" Burrows said walking into the large pitch black kitchen.

Lincoln turned on the light switch and opened the pantry door. He grabbed out a bag of popcorn and un-wrapped it then placed it in the microwave for two minutes. In the mean time he stood around the kitchen, admiring the many shot glasses in the kitchen window. The microwave beeped as Linc pulled the bag out and poured it into a giant metal popcorn bowl. He carried the popcorn out into the living room for the young couple to snack on.

"Where are you guys going?" Lincoln asked watching LJ and Melissa get up from the couch as they began walking towards the door.

"We were going to go to the beach or something…" LJ lied trying to convince his father to allow him to go somewhere.

"How exactly do you plan on getting to the beach without a license?" Burrows asked smiling and placing the popcorn on the coffee table.

"The beach is our backyard dad." LJ said handing Melissa her purse from the end table.

"Then why are you going out the front door?" He asked watching the young couple grab each other's hands.

"…because I was going to walk around the house to get my skim board that uncle Michael bought me a few days ago…"

"…Ok…go have fun but be in before one please…" Lincoln informed the young kids as he watched them dash outside, slamming the door behind them.

…teens…

----------------Michael's bedroom-------------- (12:05 a.m.) --------------

Sara gently opened her eyes to find Michael completely covered in blankets, lying on his side as he began snoring rather loud. She pushed his shoulder and he didn't move. The brunette kicked his side slightly, leaving a small bruise on his calf.

"What! Is someone hurt? What is going on?" Michael yelled rising up from his sleeping position with his eyes wide open. "Sara! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Michael, calm down…" She informed Michael pulling his body back down to hers. "I just wanted to ask you something…"

"…yeah…sure…anything…" He mumbled trying to get comfortable again. Michael rested his head back on his fluffy pillow and wrapped his arm around Sara. "What would you like to know more about Michael Scofield?"

"Were you serious when you said that you would wait for me outside of the penitentiary?" Sara questioned placing her arm underneath her head to where she was a few inches above Michael's head.

"…yes Sara…I told you this a while ago. You're all I ever wanted, ever needed and ever will need for as long as I live." Scofield said kissing Sara's glossy lips.

"I know, but it's hard to believe…" She said grabbing Michael's hand and kissing his fingers.

…Why would he pick a small town girl like me when he could have anyone he would ever want? Wait, how did he know I liked to be caressed in the middle of the night? It is almost as if I'm living a dream and when this dream is over…I'll be back to Dr. Tancredi, the woman who can't think for herself…

"How is it hard to believe?" Scofield whispered partially into his pillow as he ran his fingers in Sara's beautiful brown hair.

"You and me…" Sara smiled and kissed the top of his nose. "Okay, well you can go back to sleep. I just couldn't sleep…that's all…"

"Why can't you sleep baby girl?" Michael asked lifting his head up from the pillow and smiling at Sara. "I know what will make you fall asleep…I'll be back in a moment." He said getting up from the bed and heading down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"…okay…" Sara whispered trying to get comfortable in Michael's bed. She spread her legs out to where she was merely covering the entire bed. Then she heard a feint knock on the door. She walked over to the door to find Michael with a pint of ice cream and an acoustic guitar. "What is the guitar for?" The brunette asked grabbing the ice cream from Michael and grabbing a spoonful.

"When I was in college an old friend of mine by the name of Tommy Johnson played in a band. Once day back in the courtyard he sat down and taught me how to play. So I thought I would play you a song so you can go to sleep." He said strapping on his guitar as he sat his back against the bed. "What song would you like to hear?"

"Amazed…" Sara said sitting upon the bed eating her ice cream.

Michael began playing the beginning of Amazed by Lonestar as Sara looked down at him and smiled. He began singing and Sara could feel her heart melt from inside of her chest. The sound of his guitar and voice made tears collect in her already sore eyes.

-------------The living room of the beach house------------ (1:48 a.m.) -----------

…wow…I have the entire house to myself and absolutely nothing to do. I could go and get a drink or something…that is a good idea…

"…ok…" Linc said out loud raising a single eyebrow opening the fridge in search of something to drink. He opened the fridge door all the way when he noticed a dark shadow becoming larger and large until he turned around.

"Hey pretty…" T-bag said punching Linc sending him against the tile of the kitchen. "I guess next time you'll think twice before getting into my affairs…"

T-bag scooted Burrows to the other side of the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Jim Beam from the liqueur cabinet. He opened the bottle and poured it directly on Linc. He gave off a crooked smile and walked out the front door.

-------------------End of Chapter----------------

A/N: I bet you weren't expecting him to be back. After all those shots…wow…it is amazing what this guy can live through. LOL, well you'll have to wait and find out what will happen with him in chapter 21!! Please review!!!!!