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A/N: Alright be prepared for things to get very weird in this chapter. Certain 'things' will be exposed and out in the open. A lot of dramatic irony is to be expected in the chapter. Well, let's go already!
One week, One day later
------------------------Puerto Viarta Hospital------------------ (1:32 p.m.) ----------------------
"Ms. Tancredi, The doctor will be with you in a moment." The afternoon shift nurse stated turning the knob of the small hospital room and smiling back at Sara. "If you need anything you know the button…" The nurse left sending a small breeze from the door of the room. Sara shivered a moment then drew her attention to the window beside her bed.
Sara wrapped her arms around her legs creating a ball with her skinny body against the clean white sheets. A tear slowly slipped down her chest and deep into the cleavage of the sea foam green hospital gown. The window fogged up as the gray rain clouds came rolling in. The brunette smiled for a moment until she saw a slender black haired doctor slipped into her room discreetly attempting to not disturb the feelings between the young brunette and her constant thoughts of life in general.
"Good afternoon young lady. I'm Doctor Rodriguez, your physician. The nurse updated me on your profile and said that you've been having trouble sleeping at night….Is that correct information?" The cute doctor asked sitting down in the wheeled chair provided underneath the tiny desk in the corner of the room. He rolled himself over toward her bed stopping in front of her tiny frame.
"Just a little bit…" She commented admiring the young doctor in front of her. Sara looked into the green eyed doctor and let out a feint giggle. By the look on Dr. Rodriguez's face you could tell the situation was already getting awkward. "I think I'll be just fine, nothing a little sleep can't cure…" Sara added slowly lifting her body away from the small bed.
"Wait young lady, you're not ready to be discharged quite yet." Dr. Rodriguez paused as he grabbed the arm of Sara tightly and pulled her back down to the bed. He looked deep into her hazel brown eyes and smiled. "The nurse also informed me that you have a bruise from the surgery you would like someone to check out. Where is it?" The doctor questioned slowly running his hands down her stomach reaching her mid stomach.
"I really think I ought to be going…" The young brunette offered removing the bulky hand away from her stomach. Doctor Rodriguez turned his body away from Sara and watched her get up off the bed and grab a small bag nearby. "Bye." She said opening the door until she felt something warm along her sides and hands.
"Don't go…" The doctor shut the door and flipped Sara around so that she was now propped up against the door without an escape. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head. Sara, being unable to break away, smiled and attempted to escape the tight grasp. "Don't resist young lady."
"Let go of me you…you…you freak!" Sara yelled maneuvering her body around attempting to get away from the doctor. She yelled once more and looked around the room for a sharp object. In the corner of the room she noticed a steak knife from the previous meal. The young brunette smiled and began giggling seductively. "Hold on…" She said grabbing the young doctor's tie and leading him into the chair next to the window.
"…Naughty…" He whispered running his fingers along the hips of the woman in front of him. Sara giggled once more and looked into the green eyes of the doctor. The doctor grabbed a hold of her hips tighter until he felt her clammy hands reach his and pull him away. "What?" He questioned attempting to lift his body out of his seat but the force from Sara reframed him.
"Hold on young man, I need to go and change…" Sara wrapped her arms around the young doctor, releasing the tie from his neck. She wrapped the striped tie around her waist and walked steadily into the corner of the room. Flipping the curtain around her, Sara picked up the knife from the corner of the room and placed it inside her black laced thong. With a flick of the wrist she untied her hospital gown exposing her matching lace bra.
"Damn." The doctor said faintly admiring the strutting of Sara seductively walking toward him with his tie in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. He looked up and down the slender brunette's body until he found himself in a daze at the site of her long bronzed legs. "Come here baby girl."
Sara looked at the young doctor and smiled. She extender her arm around her body and put a single hand around the handle of the blade. Carefully she grabbed the knife from her panties and held it up to his neck. The doctor's eyes were practically bulging out of his head at the site of the knife. His pupils became more dilated and his palms grew sweaty.
"Put the knife down Sara, nobody wants to get hurt here. Just put the knife down before I call security and everything will be just fine. All I need you to do is put the knife down on the ground and I'll take care of everything else." Doctor Rodriguez looked Sara in the eye with fear hidden beneath his façade. She looked over at the doctor and laughed. "Sara, just put the knife down before someone gets hurt."
"Why the hell should I listen to you? You're a bastard as far as I'm concerned. Trying to molest me, my own doctor…that is sad. But there is nothing to worry about now because soon enough you will be six feet under…" She placed the knife just above his neck and giggled. The look in her eyes suggested somewhat of an evil glare or another side of Sara in which was never exposed before.
"Please don't…" He begged putting his hands up in the air forfeiting the entire situation. "I'll just walk away from this and we both get away safely."
"Sara?" A familiar voice called out from deep in the shadow of the room. Sara glanced into he dark corner of the room and gasped. It was Michael. "Sara, what are you doing sweetie? Put the knife down." Michael walked out from the shadow and grabbed the knife from behind Sara. He held it close to his chest and sighed.
"I…" Sara paused as Michael handed her a jacket to cover her partially bare body. By the look on Michael's disappointed face she could tell that something was completely wrong. "I didn't mean to, he tried to rape me Michael." She placed her hands to her side and slid her head underneath his chin.
"What the hell are you talking about bitch?" The doctor called out grabbing the attention of Michael. He set up from the seat and quickly grabbed a pocket knife from his jacket and held it to Michael's face. "Step away Sara…" He informed the brunette as he watched her link closer to Michael.
"Sara, I need you to leave the room while I finish what he just started. I'll be out in…" Scofield looked up and down at the rather scrawny doctor and chuckled. He looked back at his own arm muscles and smiled. The tattooed man lifted Sara's head from his chest and directed her to leave. "I'll be done in about ten seconds tops."
"I…" Sara paused and opened the door to the hospital room. She set her body against the wall awaiting Michael to finish up business. The young brunette looked down at her watch and counted the time. About ten seconds later Michael walked out of the door whistling. "Are you okay?" She cried wrapping her now shaken up body around his.
"Yup, I'm taking you home…" Michael instructed Sara grabbing her small hands and walking her down the thin narrow hallway. She grabbed his hands tighter as they entered the lobby to the front desk. "I need to check my wife out of the hospital." He turned to Sara and smiled as she looked down at the ground;
"Alright I need you to fill this small form out and I need verification of your relationship with…" The receptionist paused for a moment to read Sara's file. "Tancredi…." She added looking up Sara's last name.
"All I have is my license…." Scofield handed the lady his Mexican license and pecked the forehead of young Sara. Noticing the affection between the couple the receptionist handed the card back and smiled. "Thank you." He placed the card back into his pocket and handed the lady the filled out form.
"Okay, that should be it. Feel better!" The woman behind the counter watched the young couple exit the hospital and smiled at the doctor in front of her. "She is one lucky woman." She said resting her head against the desk admiring the photo of actor George Eads on her desktop.
--------------------Sara's place-------------------- (2:37 p.m.) -----------------
"Thank you." Sara said sitting down on her couch sipping the freshly made coffee that Michael gave her previously. She scooted her body over so that Michael had enough room to plant himself right beside her. He smiled and wrapped a single arm around her neck. "I appreciate it…what ever happened the doctor?" She questioned wanting to know what happened the man who tried to rape her.
"Let's just say that he will never bother you again Sara." Michael kissed the top of her forehead and looked into her exquisite brown eyes. He rolled her unto her back and began kissing down her neck until he reached the young brunette's pink bra strap. Scofield placed a single finger underneath the bright pink strap and smiled. His finger ran up and down the strap until it fell beyond her shoulder. "Can I ask you something?" Michael asked rubbing the feint line left by her rather tight bra.
"…Anything…" Sara whispered arching her back slightly at the gentle touch of Michael's fingers slowing sliding down her shirt. She grabbed his long fingers and placed them on top of her stomach. The young woman smiled at Michael as he laid his head against her chest. The hands of Michael were positioned directly on top of Sara as she intertwined them with hers.
"What happened in the hospital?" He looked up at Sara who was now stunned and chuckled. Sara quickly sat up away from the couch sending Michael against the other side of the couch. Michael gasped as he watched Sara pull up her fallen bra strap and walk into the other room.
"I'm sorry…" Ms. Tancredi whispered looking at a photograph of her mother. She handed the photo to an already worried Michael and began tearing up. The sound of the laundry buzzer went off and Sara smiled. "Before my mother died I promised her I would get married in the same church my parents got married in. She told me that when I was ready I would find the perfect man to sweep me off my feet. I looked her straight in the eyes and told her that I could never find such a man to fit my needs." Sara grabbed the picture away from Michael and placed it back on top of the counter. She looked up at Michael and giggled.
"What happened?" He asked slipping his a single finger inside the belt loop of the side of her denim jeans. Pulling her closer, Michael grabbed Sara's other belt loop and swayed her around the family room. Her eyes grew more content as Scofield held her tiny frame in his rather large grip.
"We were at the grocery store picking up some lunch meat for my father that afternoon. When we were finished picking up the meat we got into the car on our way home. Unlike any other ordinary day I was able to ride in the front seat of the old Buick. My mother glanced at me for a moment until she suddenly jerked off the busy intersection…" Sara paused to catch a breath and took a sip of her water bottle. Michael smiled and wiped the thin line of water falling down her heavenly face. "The next day I woke up in the hospital next to my father who was crying. He told me that it was mommy's time to go and that she loved me very much. To this day he tells me that…" She grabbed Michael's hand and placed a gentle kiss on top of it.
"I'm sorry Sara." Scofield said unaware that he had mentioned such a tender subject with Sara. He hugged the young woman tighter until he found her completely against his body with her head rested peacefully on top of his shoulder. Michael began to dance slowly around the tiny living room. He felt the rhythm between them and flung her body against his. She collapsed into his arms and kissed him.
"I wish I could have met you earlier…." Sara paused for a moment and smiled toward Michael, admiring his confused chiseled face as she always did.
"Why would you say that?" Michael asked continuing to dance across the living room until he felt his back brush against the wall behind him. He slid the back of his right hand against her cheek and smiled.
"…I don't know…" Sara sighed and placed the tip of her finger along the seam of Michael's plaid boxers. She playfully ran her finger around the front rim of his boxers and giggled. "Shit…" The young brunette let go of his boxers and grabbed her car keys from the hutch behind her.
"Where are you going?" Scofield yelled across the room trying to keep up with the swift young woman. Sara's foot was in the door way until she felt Michael pull her body into his. "Please don't run off like this…" He paused for a moment and placed her hand against his chest.
"I have to go…" The young brunette looked up at the tattooed man and smiled. She blew him a quick kiss and climbed into the driver's seat. Michael waved goodbye and watched the love of his life drive away…
-----------------------Medical Facility------------- (3:55 p.m.) -----------------------
"Hey Kit, I'm almost there…" Sara turned into a medical facility parking lot and smiled. She parked her small red car into the first space in front of the door and placed her vehicle into park.
"Okay, I'm about five minutes away…" Kit placed her foot on the gas pedal as she zipped along the road. She lit a cigarette and continued drinking her usual afternoon cup of coffee.
"Listen, I really appreciate you coming with me…It means a lot…" The young brunette stepped foot into the doctor's office and began filling out the paper work assigned to her by the receptionist.
"You know I'll always be there for you no matter what." Kit took in another puff of her cigarette and chucked it outside her window. She pulled into the parking lot of the doctor's office and parked right next to Sara's car. "Well, I'm here so I'll see you in a few seconds." Kit giggled and placed the phone inside her pocket.
-----------------Michael's house--------------------------
"Do you have a red two?" Linc asked sipping a small margarita beside the game table. He looked toward Michael in hopes that he would have the card he needed.
"Go fish…" Scofield said looking down at his watch then back up at Lincoln. "Do you have a black seven?" He asked directing his attention toward his young nephew. Michael looked down at his watch once more and smiled.
"Go fish…" LJ rearranged his hand and smiled toward his father on the opposite side of the couch. "Do you have a red queen?" He asked cringing his face in hopes his father would have the exact card he needed.
"What are you looking for Michael?" Lincoln asked noticing Michael constantly looking down at his wrist watch. He grabbed the watch away from his younger brother and placed it around his own wrist.
"Are we going to play the game or worry about Michael because if we're gonna do that then I better get up and pee or possibly watch a movie…" LJ sat his hand down and walked out of the living room in search of food.
"Bring me a beer…." Burrows requested as he watched his son shake his head in disgrace. Michael chuckled and looked his brother in the eye. "What is going on Michael…?"
"I love her…" Michael admitted placing his 'Go Fish' hand on the table and looking on the end table at a photo of Sara and him on the beach a few weeks prior to her hospital visit. He glanced back at Burrows and sighed.
----------------------Doctor's Office---------------------------------------------
"Well, it looks like things are steady and still progressing. We'll keep you monitored the next few weeks but it looks as if things are right on schedule." Dr. Brant said looking from Kit to the cautious brunette in the corner of the room.
"How much longer do I have?" Sara asked as her voice shook and her hands trembled. She began running her hands along her jeans creating a warm friction of heat.
"I would say a month tops…Your liver is beginning to fail Sara. I wish I had better news…" The doctor paused for a moment and took a swig of his water from the desk in front of him. "I would start accomplishing goals or anything you're set out to do."
"Wait…What?" The southern woman drawled confused as to what the two other people were talking about. "Sara, I thought this was just a routine visit…?"
"It is…for my cancer treatment. Kit, I have cancer. My body has stopped responding to treatment for months now. I needed someone to come with me today…" Sara wiped the constant tears from her eyes and looked down at her cell phone. "Please don't tell Michael…"
"I won't…." Kit looked on the solid white floor and shook her head in pure amazement. She placed her hands on top of Sara's knee and smiled. "I won't Sara…"
---------------------Michael's place------------------------- (7:55 p.m.) ------------------
"Did you fall into a hole?" Michael questioned at the site of Sara in his doorway. He looked up and down at the brunette and ran across the table and around the body of Sara. "I love you…" He admitted as she ran a single hand down the back of Michael.
"I need to talk to you…" Sara grabbed his hand and guided him up the stairs and into the pale blue room of Michael. She sat him on top of the bed and plopped herself on top of his lap with his arms wrapped around his neck.
"What's wrong?" He asked as Sara began biting his neck playfully. Michael grunted at the playfulness of Sara and smiled. He grabbed her waist tightly and flung her against the pillow just below the headboard.
"…nothing…" She moaned as Michael kissed his way down her neck and against her stomach. Sara clawed the back of Michael and began unbuttoning his button up shirt with her teeth.
"I love you Sara." Scofield pressed his body harder against Sara and threw his shirt across his bedroom Sara ran her hands up and down his chest until she reached his jeans. Michael quickly pulled of his jeans and chucked them off to the side of the bed. Now only in his boxers, he lifted Sara's arms and pulled the shirt away from her torso.
"I know Michael…" Sara whispered arching her back and moaning at the constant movements of Scofield. She attempted to wiggle her way out of the clutch of Michael but failed in the attempt. He held her hands even further above the bed allowing him to tickle her with his soft lips.
"…Damn…" Michael shouted out of no where. He quickly pulled Sara's short skirt away from her body and into the corner of the room along with his shirt and smiled. Sara began wiggling her body trying to break free of his tight grip. Scofield turned and looked at the shut door and smiled.
Sara looked up at Michael and shut her eyes at the sight of his light blue eyes suddenly turning dark and cold. He lifted her body away from the bed so that she was positioned against the headboard almost as if she were a rag doll. She smiled at Michael and placed her hands away from his and grabbed the sheets beneath. Reaching for something to hold on to, Michael grabbed the front of the head board. Sara moaned as the bed began to shake creating small black outlines of the headboard in the back of the wall. Scofield looked down at the young woman and gritted his teeth.
"Michael!" The young brunette yelled as he grabbed her waist and threw her against the wall beside his bed. He began kissing down her neck until he reached the well known spot just below her ear.
"Shut up!" LJ yelled knocking on the door of his uncle's bedroom. He held his ear closer to the door and smiled. "Thank you…" A quick sigh escaped the young teen as he walked toward his bedroom once more.
"Oh my god!" Sara quickly slide into the bed and covered herself up with the plaid blue sheet provided. Michael followed the young brunette into bed and wrapped his body around hers so that they were now spooning.
"I love you Sara…" He whispered into her ear as he played with the sudden curl in her long silky brown hair.
"I know…" She said tossing her hair to the other side of her neck and smiling at Michael. "Good night…" Sara said kissing him once more.
"Good night…" Scofield repeated looking into the dark brown eyes of Sara and slowly shutting his own eyes for the night.
-------------------End of Chapter-------------------------------------------
A/N: Well, this is the last chapter while I'm in my old house. I tried hard to get this one done and I did. My computer is going to be packed very soon and I wanted it posted before it was too late. I hope you enjoyed it. I would really appreciate a review!! Thank you!!!!