A/N: Once again, thanks for the kind reviews! I'm glad you are findly this to be relatively believable. :) Here, as promised, is the MiSa phone conversation. Hope you enjoy, and if so, let me know. (haha, also let me know if you don't enjoy it)

Chapter Four

I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

"Sara," Michael whispered back, his voice choking up slightly. He leaned back against the wall in the bedroom and closed his eyes in relief. She was okay. Sara was okay. He allowed himself a small smile before continuing.

"Sara?" He repeated, still whispering, "you're okay?"

There was silence on the other end, causing him a few seconds of panic.

"Sara?" He asked, raising his voice worriedly.

"I'm sorry…I'm here." She replied, her voice shaky. Tears were beginning to form in the corners of her eyes, and she wiped them away with her sleeve. "I'm okay now…" She stated hesitantly before continuing, "you're okay? I saw on the news you'd been caught…..Michael I was so worried," she finished, choking back her tears.

"Shhh, I'm here. I'm okay, it's okay." He answered comfortingly. "You sure you're alright?" He asked concerned.

"I'm fine, I'm in – is it safe to talk?" She asked anxiously.

"I don't know," Michael replied cautiously. "Can you get to transport to meet me?" He asked carefully.

"I think so," she replied nervously.

"Okay, down from where we last met, there's a place fit for a princess. Meet me out front of there tonight, around 10?" He asked hopefully.

"O – okay." Sara answered confusedly. She had no idea what he was talking about. "Michael, I'm not sure…"

"It's okay Sara, just meet me there." He knew she'd be able to figure out, she wouldn't have gotten as far as she had if she couldn't.

"Michael, I need you to know, before, I didn't leave you…something happened to me…"

Michael swallowed and closed his eyes. What could have happened to her? He wondered sadly. Anything that happened to her was his fault. The thought of anyone hurting her filled him with a rage he didn't even know he had.

"What happened?" He pushed her to finish, concern etched in his eyes.

"It's not important right now," she spoke uncertainly, and he could hear the fear in his voice. "I'll fill you in tonight….when…when I see you," she finished, trying to hold back yet more tears.

"Sara, I…." He tried to find the courage to finish the sentence. "I need you…"

Sara closed her eyes and let his words sink in.

"I…need you too," she replied, smiling bravely.

"Tonight." He stated simply, barely holding himself together.

"Tonight." She confirmed, using all her strength to close the phone and sever contact with him.

Slowly, and unwillingly, Michael closed his phone. He sunk back further against the wall and allowed tears to spill down his cheeks. Hearing her voice wasn't enough, he needed to see her, needed to see that she was okay. He rubbed his fingers to his temples, and gathered the strength to stand up. He walked quickly to the door, opening it and stepping back out to join Lincoln and Kellerman, who were both glaring at each other.

"I have to go." Michael stated loudly, in a voice that didn't allow objections.

"We really need to lay low," Kellerman stated evenly.

"I'm leaving now, no arguments." Michael replied, gathering the keys up off the table.

Lincoln stood up to follow Michael. "Where are you going, Mike?"

"To get Sara," Michael replied, noticing with interest the way Kellerman's eyes opened a little wider at the mention of her name.

"You can't just leave," Kellerman argued, receiving a glare in response from Michael.

Without another word, Michael flung open the motel door, and took off in the direction of the car.

"Shit." Kelleramn said aloud, as he watched Michael get behind the drivers seat.

Turning the key in the ignition, Michael looked at Lincoln standing at the motel door and smiled. He was going to meet Sara.

Sara placed the closed phone gently on the table. Although her stomach protested, she took one sip of the coffee, left the cake on the table, and quickly exited the small diner. Stepping out onto the street, she glanced at the time on the phone. She had a few hours to figure out where she was supposed to meet Michael, and then to somehow get there.

Glancing ahead, she saw a small library, and her face erupted in a smile. Running at a jog, she headed to an entrance. It was closing in half an hour. Stepping inside, she surveyed the room until her eyes landed on a free computer. Sitting down, she brought up a search engine and keyed, "map, New Mexico." The screen filled with possible selections, and she hit the first one. It brought up a colorful map of New Mexico on her screen, and she hurried to locate Gila, the place where she had last seen Michael.

Straight down from Gila, was a place called Silver City. Once more she brought up a search engine and keyed in, "Silver City." A number of options appeared, and one in particular caught her eye: The Palace Hotel, located in Silver City, NM. Her face broke into a grin. A place fit for a princess. The Palace Hotel – that had to be it. She brought up the location, hitting print. Next, she searched for the location of the nearest bus station, again printing the directions.

She left the library smiling. She was going to find Michael.