Book Title: "One Last Kiss"

Chapter Title: "Better Now"

Author: Spacecoastbabe15

Disclaimer: I do not own prison break in any way shape or form. Everything that is associated with Prison Break is the property of the creators of Prison Break. I'm not in any way shape or form involved with that. So please don't sue me. Lol. I'm too poor. Hehe.

Author's Note: Alright, So this is chapter two. I'm pretty exited for this one. I know that chapter one wasn't possibly the best chapter but I promise to build up the excitement and story line. I appreciate all my readers and I hope you enjoy this!

-Spacecoastbabe15-

One Week Later…

-----------------------Nicki's Apartment----------------------6:19 P.M.----------------------------

"Where do babies come from?" An innocent little boy asked his mother at the dinner table. "Tommy was talking about his mommy having a baby and his mommy told him that a bird called a fork drops the baby at the door when a mommy and daddy is ready. Is that right?"

"Actually sweetie the bird is called a stork but I believe it is a pelican because they have a handy compartment for a beak so it will give the baby more traveling room." Nicki grabbed a biscuit from the bread basket on the table.

"I'll have to tell Tommy's mom that so she doesn't hire a stork to do the job." Devin reached for his fork that was sitting on top of his plate and began stabbing a green bean.

"Okay."

"Mommy, I forgot to give you something from school. He told me to give you this." The young toddler reached into his pocket and handed his mother a crumbled up piece of paper.

Nicki smiled and accepted the paper as she began unfolding it. In the margins of the notebook paper the words "Meet me at eight on the trampoline" were written. She knew immediately what this was about and scrambled to put it in her pocket.

"Do you know who gave you this?" Nicki questioned as her mind raced.

"Yes. This man told me to give it to my mommy because it was really important." Devin smiled toward his mother. "May I go now?"

"Yes." She smiled and looked down at her plate.

In the pit of her stomach she no longer felt hunger. The encounter in Food Town with Michael was still weighing fresh on her mind. Her heart longed for his touch just once more but her mind knew better. She knew that getting involved with this man was bad news. The clock ticking on the wall soon became louder. Her hands covered her ears to make it stop but it seemed that no matter what she did the sound grew louder and louder until suddenly it stopped. She pulled her hands away from her ears and sighed.

Later that night Nicki cleaned the dishes as she always did and soon tucked in Devin just after his routine story. There was nothing like green eggs and ham to put a little one to sleep. The clock read 8:05 P.M. at this very moment and Nicki knew what she had to do. She had to face her fears and meet him. She wasn't afraid about meeting him tonight but more seeing him and having him leave her life again. Her heart couldn't cope with another loss.

She grabbed a dark blue hoodie from the coat closet of her apartment and placed it over her body. Quickly she emptied the pockets of random receipts and other miscellaneous papers then placed them on the counter. It was time. She had to face her fear. The back door seemed so far away now. As she walked by the pictures hanging on her way all she could think about was how Michael missed out on Devin's childhood. When she finally reached the back door she noticed a dark figure lying across the trampoline. It was Michael no doubt.

"I'm glad you agreed to meet me here." Michael said motioning for Nicki to take a seat next to him.

"What exactly do you want from me Michael? Is this one of your games or are you serious this time? Because to be quite honest, my heart can't take this if you're not serious…" The young brunette stood dead in her tracks a few feet from the trampoline.

"Do you want me in your life Nicki?" He questioned sitting up from his earlier position.

"Does it matter?"

"It means everything…"

"Well I don't know…" She crossed her arms just in front of her body and gave Michael a stern look.

"I know you know Nicki. I'm not a stupid man and you're not a stupid woman. You know what you're heart is telling you…you're just stubborn."

"I don't think stubborn is the word you're looking for. I think it is more along the lines of cautious. And I think I have every right to be that way. I fell for you once and I'm sorry but falling for you twice scares me as I think it should." She looked down at the ground and kicked a rock just in front of her body.

"I told you that I'm not leaving you…" Scofield watched Nicki's ever move very closely trying to read all of her signs.

"I know you did but words don't mean anything right now. You've said that before and you ended up running back to Sara…"

"I had a daughter Nicki. I didn't have a choice. I had to be a father for her."

"Did you ever think that we needed you too?" Nicki yelled now pointing her right hand at Michael with a fierce look in her eyes.

"What would you do if you knew you had a kid that needed you like Jenny needs me?"

"Mommy…I heard someone yelling and I can't go to sleep." A small voice said opening the back door in tiny Scooby-doo pajamas.

"I'll go tuck you in again. Mr. Scofield was just leaving…" Nicki motioned for Devin to go inside with a polite yet assertive hand gesture.

"Who was that Nicki?" Michael leaned his body just over the safety mat of the trampoline to get a better look at the younger boy. "Is that your son?"

"Yes."

"How old is he?"

"Almost five years old..." She sighed and watched the look on Michael's face become pale.

At this moment in time Nicki knew that Michael was piecing the puzzle together as she did almost five years prior. She never regretted any action she made but she was concerned with not telling him the truth in the first place. The look upon his face was surprised yet settle. He looked scared but was also very calm at the same time. Nicole wasn't sure how to read him. She had mulled over this situation many times before but never came up with an answer.

She smiled at Michael and glanced back into the apartment. She had nothing more to say to Scofield anymore. Her once sweaty palms began to disappear as if a weight was just lifted off her shoulders. It was no longer a secret that Michael was the father and she didn't have to keep this from him anymore which was good. There was only one factor left: telling Devin.

"Good night Mr. Scofield." Nicole began walking back toward the back door of her apartment and glanced back once more. "And Michael..."

Michael perked his head up and gave her a puzzled look.

"It is true." She smiled slightly and headed inside for the night.

-----------------------Michael's Hotel Room----------------------11:43 P.M.----------------------

Michael walked inside his hotel room that he was currently staying at and fell against the sheets of his unkempt bedding. The vision of Nicki walking away from him that night played in his head like a movie on repeat. He couldn't get her out of his mind no matter how hard he tried. Not only did he have Jenny but he also had Devin. This was not the life that he had planned on but he always considered himself a gentleman and there was no way he was going to treat this situation any different.

Scofield looked at the phone provided on the nightstand of his hotel room and began to stare at the receiver. He knew deep inside that he had to call Sara. It was in his blood and after everything that had happened she deserved that amount of respect. And if not her but Jenny deserved it as well. After all that was his daughter and a gentleman never goes back on his word. Gently he picked up the phone and dialed the number that he had remembered for five years.

"Hello?" Sara answered rather quietly.

"Sara?" Michael said with a strong whisper.

"Michael. Is that you?" She questioned as her heart began to sink.

"Yes Sara. It's me."

"I thought you were dead..." Sara looked down at her feet and sighed deeply.

"I know Sara." He said.

"What happened Michael?" She questioned trying to organize the many thoughts running through her mind.

"How is Jenny?" Scofield questioned worried deeply about his one and only daughter.

"Don't avoid it Michael. What happened to you? You had everyone believing you were dead and then all of the sudden you enter my life again." Sara began to breathe heavier as the words escaped her mouth.

"I know Sara and I have a plan to make this right."

"You've said that many times before and each time it has failed Michael. I have moved on without you and I'm sorry for that. Michael, I waited for three years for you thinking you would magically be here again..." Sara said wiping the tears from her eyes. "I...I...I tried Michael but sometimes we just have to move on."

"What about Jenny?" Scofield questioned as he grew more worried about the topic.

"Jenny is fine Michael but I suggest you stay out of her life. She doesn't remember you and that is the way it should stay. We have a life now...Jenny and I...and I think you entering that would make it too complicated."

"To complicated for you or for Jenny?" Michael asked as started to grow impatient.

"Michael, this is exactly why things aren't going to work out. You're never going to change your ways and unfortunately I don't think it will ever work. So as your friend I'm going to offer you a piece of advice: go back to Nicki." Sara said in a stern voice despite the constant stream of tears running down her face.

"But Sara..." Scofield mumbled.

"Michael, she may never admit it to you but you have to believe me when I say that you are her everything. I cannot count the number of times I have spotter her at what was your grave. She loves you Michael and I suggest you jump at the opportunity before it slips away Michael." She took a long breath as the tears hit the floor of her kitchen. "I loved you Michael and I'll never forget you but you have to do this."

"I loved you Sara." He openly admitted.

"I know you did Michael. Now go do the right thing and get Nicki. Meanwhile leave Jenny and I out of your life."

"I...I can't do that Sara...you know that..."

"Goodbye Michael." Sara said hanging up the phone.

Scofield hung up the phone and continued to stare at the wall as if the pattern would change. Michael was at a point in his life where nothing made sense. He had two people in his life and two kids as well. It was as if any decision he made the other side would be hurt. There was no in between. Michael knew that very night that it wasn't about what everyone wanted...it was about what he wanted this time. He tossed his body to the other side of his bed and gently shut his eyes.

Next Day...

---------------------Nicki's Apartment---------------9:54 A.M.-------------------------------------

"Don't forget his snack in the fridge." Nicki shouted trying to put her earrings in her cartilage piercings.

"I won't sis." Dani said smiling at the Devin. "Go get your carrots before your mom goes crazy."

"Promise me you won't dye his hair green again?" Nicki looked into her sister's eyes and sighed.

"Sis, you need to chill. I'll take Devin for the next couple of days and return him safe and sound in four days okay? In the mean time I called Food Town and your off to have just you time...okay?" Dani shook her sister's shoulders slightly and smiled. "LJ! Can you put Devin in the car?"

"I'm on it." LJ said grabbing the youngster's hand.

"Okay, I guess it wouldn't hurt..." The young brunette smiled and hugged her sister. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Dani hugged her sister back and closed the front door. "Bye sis."

"Bye." She waved.

Nicki watched her family leave in a Volvo down the street. It already seemed strange not having a little boy around the house. She smiled and turned around to walk to the kitchen. On the kitchen counter she noticed a box of cereal that was half empty. Nicki poured a bowl of cereal and sat in front of the tiny television of the kitchen. Despite the fact the television was on, Michael was still the only thing she could concentrate on. He was back and this was one option she had never explored in the five years he had been gone.

"...Michael..." Nicki called out dropping her spoon into the freshly made bowl of cereal.

The young woman wiped a tear from the side of her face and continued eating her bowl of cereal. In the distance she could hear her cell phone ring but she didn't have even the slightest will to answer it. She looked at the tiny phone on the couch and sighed. It wasn't worth it. The phone rang again and again as she stared at it with the same incessant stare. Finally she gained the courage to leave her cereal and answer the phone.

"Hello?" Nicki answered looking down at her cereal.

"Nicki?" A man's voice answered from the other side of the connection.

"Michael?" She questioned watching her spoon seep into the vast ocean of milk in her bowl.

"I'm surprised you remembered my voice" Scofield said smiling ever so slightly.

"Why are you calling me now?"

"I needed to talk to you and apparently the phone is the only way to find you."

"Have you been stalking me or something?"

"I just want to explain to you about what happened and everything...just hear me out this once and I promise that if you don't want to talk to me anymore...I'll leave you alone. I promise." Michael looked down toward the floor and took a deep breath. "I promise." He repeated.

Nicki shuffled her body and looked through the screen of the back door at the trampoline. "Speak your peace." She muttered.

"Can I meet you somewhere to talk face to face?" The tattooed man questioned following a pattern on the carpet with his dark blue eyes.

"...Where...?" Nicki questioned in a hesitant manor.

"You can choose." Scofield said.

"Meet me in the parking lot of the bank on Dorothy Lane." She answered hanging up the phone.

-------------------------Dorothy Lane Bank-----------------------------5:29 P.M.-----------------

Nicki parked her truck in the front parking space of the bank and waited for Michael. Her heart began to pound as she exited her truck carefully. She was currently wearing her usual denim jeans and black logo T-shirt. The sweat gathering in her palms allowed her to become even more nervous than before. Nerves were inevitable but was it a little too much in this situation?

Approximately five minutes later Michael pulled up in an old dark green Ford Taurus. There was nothing special about his appearance. He was wearing his usual tan dockers and button up shirt as he always did. The look upon his face was full of excitement when he saw Nicki leaning against her truck. His heart began to sink as he looked toward the brunette standing in front of him. She had that effect on him. Her presence brought him great happiness and happiness was hard to come by for the tattooed man nowadays. He gently stepped out of his car and walked toward Nicki.

"Nicki?" Michael said in a rather uneasy tone of voice.

"You came." Nicki said turning around to face Michael from her position on the truck.

"You say that as if you didn't think I was going to come at all despite the fact I promised you." Scofield took in a breath of air and sighed.

"It's not that...it's just...never mind...it doesn't matter." She grabbed a cigarette from her jean pocket and held it between her middle and ring finger of her left hand.

"I see you're still at it with those..." Michael cracked a half smile and shuffled his feet along the pavement of the parking lot.

The dark brunette lit her cigarette with a lighter from the opposite pocket and took in a small puff. "Guess so."

"I came here to tell you about everything that has happened since the last time I saw you." Michael said politely changing the conversation to what Nicki really wanted to hear.

"So..." She said taking another puff of her cigarette.

"I never meant to hurt you." Scofield admitted expressing a great deal of concern in his stare toward her.

"You already told me that and I understand Mr. Scofield."

"It's Michael and I know. I just don't know exactly what to tell you Nicki. I hurt you and unfortunately I can't take back time...which I understand but I..." Michael paused for a moment as he watched a police vehicle park beside his car.

"Are you Mr. Scofield?" A rather skinny police officer asked directly his attention to the tattooed man standing in front of the young brunette.

"Yes officer...is there a problem?" Scofield questioned watching Nicki's face drop.

"I think you better come with me." The officer opened the side door of his police car and began staring intensely toward Michael.

"I didn't do anything Nicki..."

"I don't know what to think anymore Michael. I really don't..." Nicki looked one last time at Michael and hopped into her pick-up truck. "I think it is best you stay out of my life for good this time."

Nicki slammed her truck door and began to stare into her rear view mirror as Michael was transported to the police station. She banged her head against the steering wheel and watched the tears from her face fill up the Chevy logo on the wheel. It was at this point in her life she knew that she could never be better now that Michael was in her life once more.

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A/N: Thanks for reading Chapter Two. I hope you guys enjoyed it. It was a lot of fun to write. A lot of decisions will soon be made. Chapter three will be up soon and I hope you keep reading.

Thanks

-Spacecoastbabe15-