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Chapter Two

Michael was too involved in rocking her body back and forth to even notice Lincoln tapping him on the shoulder.

"Michael"

But the only thing he could think of at this precise moment is holding her close and never letting her go.

"Hey Michael… I don't…"

Brought out of his daze he snapped around toward his Brother "WHAT!?" Yelling at him, angry and grief stricken at the same time.

Lincoln started again "I don't think she is dead." He pointed toward her pulse, Michael took two fingers and rested them against her wrist and then again on her neck.

"She isn't dead. It's faint, but she is breathing" Relief swept over him as he caressed Sara's face.

"Baby come back to me" His voice broken, his hands shaking. He closed his eyes for a moment to take in the fact he had almost lost her.

"What do we do?"

Linc raised an eyebrow and smirked "You asking me little brother?" thinking this must be a first because Michael has always been the one with the plan always knowing a way out of things and the solution to problems.

But when it comes to Sara it seems his Genius brain is in off mode and someone else has to make the decisions.

She is his weak link.

"Well she hasn't overdosed so I guess she will wake up herself, so just leave her be" He looked unsure about this but couldn't think of anything else to say, nobody said Lincoln was a genius.

"I'm not leaving" Michael stated matter of factly, and he had no plan on telling him otherwise.

From the moment Sara joined them on the run, Lincoln could tell from the first second Michael saw her and the moments that followed that, he was head over heels in love with this woman.

He always had the feeling something had been going on because not every Prison Doctor would have done the things she did for them, for him.

He believed that Sara left the door open not just for Lincoln, because she knew that he was innocent but for Michael as well.

"Fine then just stay with her till she wakes up and make sure she has plenty to drink because is going to be thirsty."

He nodded and left the room leaving Michael who was sitting next to a sleeping Sara.

For the next few hours all Michael held Sara in his arms And then he gently leaned over and kissed her lips softly.

"Sara"

He whispered against her lips, his warm breath fluttered against her mouth then not a moment too soon she began to stir and her eyes slowly fluttered open.

"Michael" Her voice was croaky and cracking in her throat, their eyes locked together as if time has frozen and is at a standstill.

Just like sleeping beauty. Awakens with a kiss.

"Hi" Her eyes light up, her lips curling into a smile making Michael's heart pound faster.

Guilt overwhelmed her as she remembers taking the Morphine as well as the hurt and betrayal she felt over the last few days came back to her. The smile which had automatically formed upon waking up to Michael's eyes and face in front of her changed no sooner than it started.

"I'm fine" Helping herself up and off the floor, attempting to take a few steps her balance was wonky

"Woah you okay?" He practically jumped up when noticing her stumble.

"Fine I just need some water" Stating coldly and looked around the room.

"I'll get it, wait here" Michael glanced back at her before walking over to the side of the bed to take the water bottle sitting on the bedside table.

"Drink up, it will help you feel better. Linc said that you would be thirsty once you woke up, I guess he was right"

She didn't dare to look at him, her eyes were focused on the floor as she took a few sips then tried to walk away from him, out of the room.

"Where are you going, you should rest" He took a hold of her wrist, which turned out to be a bad idea.

"Let go Michael"

Shaking his grip off of her, turning her back and walking out of the bedroom door into the hallway.

"Sara wait."

He took off after her determined to get the bottom of this tension between them, it seems not even a near death experience or so he thought so anyway was going to tear the layers off their problems.

Lincoln sat in the kitchen reading a newspaper when he heard commotion coming from the living room, which only means one thing.

They were at it again.

Day after day this always happens, she yells and he yells back.

They fight and yet they are in love each other, although both are too stubborn to admit how they really feel.

It just makes the most perfect harmony atmosphere.

He rolls his eyes and goes back to reading the headlines of the paper in an attempt to tune out what was going on between them.

Because he certainly didn't need anymore drama to get involved with.

They need to fucking lay one another, that is what they need.

Back in the living room Michael followed Sara and tried to get her to talk to him, yell at him anything.

"We need to talk Sara" He says with a frustrated sigh, taking her arm getting her to stop.

"Talk" She laughs out loud. "And just what would you like to talk about Michael?" Her voice full of sarcasm.

"Would you like to talk about why I am here, why I took that Morphine the first and second time, why you don't love me or why you brought that slut of a wife here to shove in my damn face" By this time her face was full of angry and hurt, mixed in with betrayal and a dash of sadness. "So tell me which on the list would you like to talk about first? Huh? Tell me" Her eyes were fired up, out of all the fights they have had for the past Six months they certainly have not been this bad.

Those were petty fights but this; this was something more personal more deep.

He stared at her blankly as if he was in a state of shock unable to speak or least not knowing what to say.

"Sara… I… um…" Nobody would have believed you if it was said Michael Scofield; mastermind of the greatest breakout in history was speechless for words.

"Right, like I thought" She spat out and took off to get some fresh air out on the Patio.

What the hell was wrong with him? How could he just let her walk away?

Man he is so stupid. He berated himself over and over now alone in the room, silence filling him up whole.

But what she said. NOT in love with her? What's this about Nika? God he hated when Sara makes it sound like he is in love with Nika, that she was anything more than a business arrangement as badly as that sounds.

How could Sara doubt how he feels?

He slumps into a chair, bringing his hands to his head and buries his face in his palms.

"I'm such a fuckup" He curses himself, not knowing where to go from here.

He wasn't used to this, caring about someone else apart from Lincoln.

Scratch that thinking about making himself happy seems so foreign that he didn't know how or where to start.

She is just a girl.

He has told himself this over and over from the first moment he set eyes on Sara, but how he was wrong.

In more ways than one she opened a place inside him that he didn't know existed, she fills this void that sparks a flame whenever she is around.

Yeah right. She is no ordinary girl.

She is Sara, his Sara.

He was suddenly interrupted by Lincoln entering his personal space, giving him a "What did you do now" look.

"I'm not in the mood" He spoke dryly to his brother who leaned against the wall opposite to where Michael sat.

"Oh you bloody well better get in the mood little Brother"

He looked down again at his feet as Linc started talking, or rather telling him what he had done.

"So that girl out there is crying, oh yeah I heard Sara slam the door." He says knowingly as he takes a step closer to him.

But Michael just shrugs "She's crying? How do you know?" He asks sullenly but the look in Linc's eyes told Michael he was right, he was always right.

"How do I know? Because that is the exact thing she does every time you two fight. She yells, then you… She stalks off out there and collapses in agony, tears streaming down her cheeks. And she will cry herself to sleep that night.

"I don't know if you are deaf or if I am just too used to being awake at night, blame Fox River, that my hearing has increased"

Michael turns away from him feeling as bad as it is, he didn't need to be told how everything was his fault.

"I… uh I didn't know" He finally speaks after a few moments of processing this information.

"Now you do. Tell me Michael what is it that you did this time to piss her off? Because I know there is something, it's the very something that made her do well… You know, that and the reason why she has been mad at you for days now so I know it is serious"

Lincoln's words drilled into his brain which made him think. Days, something must have happened.

Now what happened in the last few days which may have struck a chord with her?

She mentioned Nika. Uh, whom they had called to do something for them.

"Oh no"

He suddenly realized what must have happened; Michael had called her a few days before to get her to give them some information which she had her hands on.

Information which would help them in bringing down the conspiracy and as he thanked her for all she had done for them, she out of nowhere grabbed and kissed him.

It was purely one-sided as he pulled away from her right away.

Sara must have seen it. God damn.

It was the only possibly explanation to this, the timing was perfect and it all fit.

It was why she made those comments about Nika, why she said he didn't love her and why she did what she did.

"Sara" he sighed leaning against the headrest and closed his eyes. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, this happens and everything becomes a mess once again.

"Michael? "

Bringing himself back to reality he then begins to tell Lincoln what must have transpired for Sara to act this way.

"Oh boy you really have a way of messing things up with this girl, don't you?" He didn't smirk or laugh, but rubbed his brother's shoulder.

"Don't I know it. But the question is now, how do I convince her what she saw was a misunderstanding and that I am in love with her and her only"

Suddenly Linc was taken aback.

Michael finally said it out loud; he is in love with her and this time he smiled.

"What?" He looked confused.

He shook his head in amazement. "You realized that you finally confessed that you're in love with her."

He realized he was right, not that there was any doubt but he has never said it out loud before making it more real.

"Uh yeah" He smiles sheepishly.

Linc laughs and pats him on the arm "Now it is up to you to make things right, that is your specialty remember?"

He wished his brother luck, then stood up with a smirk on his face and trotted off toward his bedroom.

Make things right. Make things right.

How the hell am I going to do that?

Plan, have to make a plan.

Fuck the plans, she needs to see he is for real and no stupid plan will convince her of that.

"Sara"

He voiced to himself. "I will make things right"