Sorry I posted the wrong chapter!! I never claimed to be smart…lol!!! SORRY!!!
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A/N: Only three more chapters to go. Again, sorry it took so long for the last chapter. I'll try to get these next three chapters done quicker. This chapter will be a bit of a shock to some but possibly not for others. Well, off to the chapter!
Same Night
----------------------Michael's bathroom---------------------------- (6:02 p.m.) --------------
"Lincoln, put the gun down dude." Michael repeated looking straight into the eyes of his only brother in the middle of his very own bathroom. He looked toward the weapon then back into the eyes of his brother. You could see the constant fear in the eyes of young Scofield.
"You don't know what it is like to lose not one but two loves in your very own life. I have been through too much to want to live anymore Michael. So you have two choices. You can either leave or watch. It's your turn to choose Michael." Lincoln stated looking into the barrel of the hand gun. His eyes wondered toward Michael then back toward the hand gun.
"Lincoln, don't do this to me…to us. LJ needs you more than ever now Linc. If you leave who will be here to be his father along the way. Who will be there to help him through the rough teenage years? LJ needs you, Sara needs you…I need you Linc. Don't do this to us." Scofield pleaded looking down at his bare feet then back toward his only brother. By the look of Linc you could tell he was nervous. His hands were sweaty and the sweat began covering his face at a faster pace.
"You'll never know…" Burrows slowly lifted the slick black gun against his upper right ear and began to stare at his brother in the door way of the restroom. He placed his index finger over the trigger and lingered.
"Don't do this Linc. You helped me and taught me everything I know. If you kill yourself…then I'll have to go too…" The tattooed man rolled up his sleeve and looked toward his brother. He reached into his left pocket and pulled out an identical gun. Lifting the gun toward his head he noticed his brother slowly lower the gun out of the corner of his eye.
"What the hell would you do that for Michael? You have the love of your life in your grasp. You have a college degree Michael. You would throw that away just to prove a point. How fucking dumb do you have to be Michael?" Linc lowered his gun once more and placed it deep into the right pocket of his baggy jeans. He looked over at Michael and smiled.
"I wouldn't have my degree if it weren't for you Linc…" Scofield shook his head in disagreement and smiled. "Don't' ever fucking do that to me again." Michael reached his arms out for his older brother. He watched Lincoln walk over to him and hug him.
"I'm sorry Michael." Linc whispered patting his young brother on the back. He let go of Michael and turned to look in the mirror of the bathroom. "I'm going to shave real quick brother." He said grabbing a thin razor from the medicine cabinet above the toilet.
"Promise me you won't do anything stupid with that blade…" Scofield said sarcastically as he began to walk away from the bathroom. Out of the corner of his eye he watched his brother flick him off in the mirror. He laughed for a moment until he saw Sara propped up against the wall with a small bag in one hand and keys in another. "May I help you?" He asked innocently.
"I'm sorry for everything…" Sara handed Michael the bag and began twisting the front door knob until she felt warm hands wrap around her waist seductively. She turned her neck slowly as she felt Michael's warm lips reach hers.
"…I'm sorry too…" Scofield admitted looked deep into Sara's dark brown eyes until he found the innocent sparkle that reached her eye when she smiled. "Did you know that whenever you smile, I'm smiling…?" Michael smiled brightly toward Sara and chuckled.
"I know…I noticed it the first day I met you back at the penitentiary. Do you remember that day?" The doctor asked smiling back toward Michael as she always did after a question in which she thought he should remember the answer to.
"Of course…" He said wiping the thin line of sweat running down the side of his face. "How could I ever forget that day Sara? You gave me my first insulin shot. I pointed out the fact you were related to the…" Michael paused for another brief moment and continued. "…the governor. Then you said you would rather be a part of the solution rather than being the problem."
"Wow, your memory isn't half bad Mr. Scofield." The young brunette kissed the man standing in front of her once more and smiled. "Anything else you would like to add to your on going run of right answers sir?" She wiped her lips onto her Michael's shirt and smiled.
"What was that for?" Scofield asked confused as to why Sara wiped her face onto his freshly clean shirt.
"…Because you left slobber on my lips and I would rather not have your DNA all over my lips…" Sara said wiping her face yet again. "I guess you'll just have to take it off until you get a new shirt…" She added helping with the buttons of his pin striped shirt.
"I can handle it…" Michael slowly lifted her gentle hands away from the buttons of his shirt. He ripped the shirt away from his chest and flexed his muscles just so that he could see the drool coming from Sara's face. (Sry, personal line…I would just like to point this out: What woman in her right mind wouldn't drool over that? Sry, okay…back to the chapter!)
"Why did you pick me?" She asked running her fingers up and down the bare chest of Michael. Her fingers journeyed their way in and out of his six pack and around the brim of his boxers. Michael grabbed her hands and held them close to his lips. He planted a small kiss against her hand and she smiled.
"You're the one I fell for…" Scofield said as he grabbed the wrist of Sara's right hand and placed it against his own heart. The beats from his heart traveled against Sara's palm. "You're the one that I fell in love with Sara…only you and no one else…"
"Has anyone seen the toilet paper?" LJ broke out of no where. He glanced at the couple and laughed as loud as he possibly could. The house almost shook his laughter was so intense. "Sorry, I'll leave you two adults alone…" LJ snickered and ran into the bathroom with his father.
"I'm sorry about that baby…" Michael whispered letting go of her hand. With his rather big hands he held both sides of Sara's face and smiled. She grabbed onto Scofield's hands and giggled. "What's so funny Sara?"
"Your hands are freezing Michael…" She said as her body began quivering profusely. "I'm sorry Michael…." Sara whispered letting go of his hands and placing them inside her own pockets.
"Here…follow me…"Scofield grabbing the belt loops of Sara's jeans and pulled her against his body. He noticed Sara's body become calmer and relaxed which put a giant smile on his face. "Are you better now darling?"
"…Yes…" Sara whispered as a small tear fell from her already pale face. She looked up at Michael and smiled as her eyes began to tear up rapidly.
"What is going on Sara? Is there something wrong? What do I need to do to make it right baby girl?" He asked wiping the rush of tears down her slender face. Michael wrapped his arms around the young brunette and placed her head underneath his warm chin.
"…nothing…" The young brunette sniffled trying to control her emotions. "I have to go…I have to go to work…" She said grabbing the keys from the floor and standing up from her ground position. Michael stood up and watched Sara twist the door knob of the front door.
"You don't' have to work today Sara…Where are you really going?" Scofield looked deep into her eyes and gave her his 'angered' face which consisted of crooked eyebrows and a more serious expression on his face.
"I'm scared Michael…" Sara admitted watching Michael wipe the sweat from his forehead. She looked outside at her car then turned back to face the man in front of her. "I'm too scared…"
"What are you afraid of Sara?" Michael asked reaching for her hand. His hand lingered in front of his body until he placed it inside his pocket. He looked at Sara intensely until she finally slipped a small tear from her eye.
"I'm afraid of falling in love with you Michael…" Sara slammed the front door and walked to her car. In the corner of her eye she noticed Michael running to catch up with her. His body was sweating and his face was determined. With a turn of a key she was long gone from the site of Michael and off to her desired destination.
"Damn it!" He yelled throwing his shirt down to the ground as he watched her car drive down the road without saying goodbye.
-------------------Sara's Destination----------------------------- (7:31 p.m.) -------------------
"Sorry I'm late; I had a few other places I needed to be earlier." Sara said pulling out a debit card from her wallet. She handed the card to the receptionist and smiled.
"Have you told Michael yet Ms. Tancredi?" The receptionist questioned swiping the debit card into the credit machine beside the computer. She smiled and gave the card back to Sara in a friendly manor.
"No." She said boldly placing the card back inside her wallet as she faced the receptionist with a smile on her pale face. "I don't have the heart to tell him Sandy. I can't imagine life without him Sandy. When can I see the specialist?"
"Ms. Tancredi?" A man's voice announced looking around the waiting room for his next patient. He noticed a tall brunette quivering near the receptionist's station. The middle-aged doctor smiled and led Sara into room number two. "So, how are you doing Sara?" He asked taking out his clip board so he could record her new information.
"Well, I have noticed I'm cold even when I don't feel cold on the outside. I have noticed my mood changing. According to my boyfriend I'm crazy…" Sara paused for a moment as a tear in the memory of Michael appeared against her face. She wiped the tear away and continued with her sentence. "Sorry…"
"Have you told him yet?" The doctor questioned looking Sara in the eye for the answer to his question. He shifted his body from one side of the chair to the other.
"…no…" She admitted wiping the constant flow of tears from her already pink eyes. "I don't have the heart to tell him I have cancer doctor Rodriguez. It is still unrealistic to me. I wake up everyday feeling like I'm normal then a voice in the back of my head tells me otherwise sir."
"I know Sara. Things won't become real for a while but I do suggest you tell Michael about this scenario Sara. You have less then eight weeks and that is only a prediction…" Dr. Rodriguez said trying to convince the brunette to tell her boyfriend.
"I know, is that all?" Sara asked desperate to escape from the doctor's office which on most occasions seemed more like a prison cell than anything. She looked at the clock and shook her head. Her cell phone began vibrating and showed she had 54 missed calls all from Michael.
"He really does love you…" The middle aged man pointed out peering over Sara's cell phone as she erased the many missed calls from the love of her life. He handed her a script and lifted his body away from the stool in the room.
"I know…" She admitted shutting her phone and looking at the doctor with puppy eyes and a look of sadness written across her face. "Sometimes I think he cares about me more than I care about myself. I don't know what I would do without him. I love him…but I've never said that to him…" Sara wiped a tear from her eye and smiled.
"You're free to go…" The doctor watched Sara walk out of the office and enter her car.
--------------------------------Sara's Apartment------------------------ (9:14 p.m.) ---------
Sara looked around the apartment complex parking lot to find barely any cars in the parking lot. She looked down at her watch and smiled. Pulling the keys out of the ignition she realized that she was home. Sara slammed the car door and walked up the flight of stairs next to her door. When she reached the top she realized the mistake she had made not telling Michael. Standing in the middle of the door way was a tall tattooed man with a half smile across his face and a bouquet of white roses.
"I'm sorry Sara…" Michael handed the roses to Sara and smiled. She watched the look on Sara's face go from sad to happy in a mere minute. He grabbed both of her hands and smiled again.
"Thank you Michael…" Sara whispered setting the flowers on the rail across her apartment door. She buried her hand inside Michael's shoulder as he rubbed her back with his now warmer hands.
"Everything is going to be okay baby…" Scofield whispered running his fingers through her long brunette hair as she tucked her head away against his bare chest. "I promise that everything will be okay Sara…"
"Wait you know…?" She lifted her head away from Michael's chest and gave him a rather confused look toward the man standing against her body. Sara's heart fell down to the ground.
Shit, he knows…damn it Sara…I knew you should have told him sooner…
"Know what Sara?" Michael raised a single eyebrow in confusion toward Sara.
"Don't you know about…? Wait what do you know?" She asked confused as to what they were talking about in the first place.
"I know you're disappointed we didn't go to Baja baby. I promise this Christmas we'll go…I promise baby girl…" Scofield wrapped his arms tighter around the woman he loved more than anything in the world. She faced him and kissed him once more.
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A/N: TWO MORE CHAPTERS!!!! Well, I'm going to crank these next chapters out. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!