Yea, I couldn't stop myself. Here's chapter 3. Enjoy.

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It had been a week since Michael, Lincoln, and LJ had turned themselves in. Lincoln and LJ were cleared immediately. Michael got three months of probation, and community service for a year. He basically was not allowed to go to a bank for three months. That was the extent of his probation. The President had gotten life in some women's facility, along with all her corrupt agents. And my father, well he "claimed ignorance to everything that was going on," and he didn't get in trouble at all. The lying bastard. Veronica and Lincoln had moved in together, along with LJ. Michael had bought an apartment across from them, and I, well I was still apartment searching. I wanted to be near Veronica, but not Michael. And that was kind of hard considering that Michael was a big part of their lives. Veronica was helping me find an apartment though, and that was where I was headed to.

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Sara knocked on Veronica's door, and waited a few seconds. Michael answered the door. He stared at her for a few seconds, and then without a word, he stood to the side and let her in. Sara tried to ignore the look of heartbreak on his beautiful features, but it wasn't working.

"Hello Michael," she said faintly. It was the first thing she had said to him since he had been released. He cracked one of his adorable half smiles that made Sara's heart flutter, and answered back with a "Hi, Sara." i There's my good deed for the day. i thought Sara. She had made a smile, maybe not a big one, but one anyways, appear on his face. Veronica had said that he hadn't smiled for the entire week. She walked past him into the apartment, and Michael stared after her with longing. Sara went up to Veronica and gave her a friendly hug. They had become quite close ever since Michael had brought her to the warehouse, and they talked at least twice everyday. Michael walked over to the two happy girls.

"Well, Veronica, I'm going to go now. I'll come by later tonight for dinner." He opened his arms to give Veronica a hug.

"Alright, see you tonight. Good luck!" she said to him. He smiled in reply, only the smile did not reach his eyes. He turned to Sara, hoping to give her a hug goodbye. He opened his arms tentively, and to his relief, Sara stood up and gave him a hug. She felt him relax under her, and wrap his arms more firmly around her. "It was good seeing you today, Sara." He said quietly. She laughed quietly. "I see you everyday Michael." She said, still chuckling.

"Yea, but today you actually said 'hi' to me." Before she could respond, he had let go of her, walked to the door, turned his head and smiled briefly to the two, then left. Veronica watched Sara and smiled.

"You like him." She teased happily. Sara blushed and smiled. "I've always liked him." She said finally. "Just as a friend though."

"Uh-huh. Sure." she asked incredulously. Sara sighed, the smile now gone from her face.

"He hurt me. He betrayed me. And I don't want that to happen again." She said sadly. "Every guy I know hurts me, even if they don't mean it. It always happens. It's best to just avoid it." She finished.

"Sara. No matter what you say, you can't be alone for the rest of your life. You need your own pillar of strength. One that will help you when you're down; one to love you forever and ever. I already know that Michael loves you. And I'm pretty sure you feel the same way, even if you won't admit it. Just…give him a chance." She finished quietly. She noticed the look on Sara's face, and changed the subject. "Alright, now to start apartment searching!" she exclaimed. Sara's face immediately changed into one of delight, and she smiled broadly.

"Good. I can't wait till I can get out of my apartment. It freaks me out now." She shuddered slightly, but then smiled again.

"You know, the apartment next to us is for rent. It just went up yesterday. What do you think?" Veronica asked her. "That way, we can all be close, and we can still be together without living together." Sara thought about it for a split second, and then exclaimed "that would be great." So both women went to inquire about the apartment. After about an hour and a half, Sara now had her new apartment, and would be able to move in the next day. She sighed happily.

"Now all I have to do is pack up all my stuff." She said to Veronica.

"Oh, Lincoln, LJ, Michael and I can all help you too, you know. It would make the job go ten times faster. And that way, you would be all settled in by tomorrow night!" she finished excitedly.

"Thanks." Sara said happily. "That reminds me…why did you wish Michael good luck?" Veronica smiled wickedly. "Oh he has a job interview down at one of the construction firms. If all goes well, he'll have a job by the time he stops by for dinner tonight. Oh do you want to have dinner with us too?" Veronica finished. Sara happily agreed, then she said bye to Veronica and left to go back to her apartment, after promising that she would come back later on.

Later that night

For the second time that day, Sara knocked on Veronica's door, and again, Michael answered it. He was dressed up in a suit, but had taken off his jacket and had loosened his tie slightly. He gave Sara a brilliant smile when he opened the door, and reached down to hug her, putting his arms around her waist. Sara smiled. i Why does it feel so good in his arms? /i she asked herself as she slipped her arms around his neck and returned the welcoming squeeze. All too soon, the hug ended, and Sara was led into the now very familiar apartment. Veronica was putting the finishing touches on the extravagant meal that she had prepared, and Lincoln and LJ were setting the table. Sara smiled at the sight. They were such a cute family. They all said their hellos to Sara, and then all took their places around the cozy little table. Lincoln and Veronica sat together on one side, LJ sat at the head, and Michael and Sara sat on the other side. Lincoln smiled to himself. He decided to be the evil older brother that he was.

"Alright, everyone. Hold hands. Time to say our dinner prayer." Lincoln bellowed out. Everyone stared at him, Michael looking at him as if he had lost his mind.

"Linc, we haven't prayed since we were kids." Michael said to him incredulously. Lincoln just smiled wickedly. "Yea, well, I think it's time we start. We have a lot, and I mean a lot, to be thankful for." He grabbed Veronica's hand, and then grabbed LJ's hand. LJ grabbed Sara's hand, and Michael, still staring at Lincoln with an I hate you expression, grabbed Veronica's hand. Sara and Michael did not hold hands.

"Come on you guys, the prayer circle has to be complete. Michael, grab Sara's hand." Said Linc teasingly. He was thoroughly enjoying Michael's facial expressions. Michael sent him a death glare, and then tentively grabbed Sara's hand. He relaxed a bit when he felt Sara's hand close around his, and he gently gave her a little squeeze. Sara returned it.

"Alright, I'll say it," Lincoln started," God is great, God is good. Let us thank him for our food. Amen." He finished. "Alright, lets eat." He let go of Veronica's and LJ's hand and started digging into his food, completely ignoring the looks everyone was giving him.

"You made us stand up, hold hands in a circle, so you could say a little four year olds dinner prayer?" Michael asked him disbelievingly. Lincoln finally looked up. "Uh, yea. Yea I did." Then he went back to tearing into his chicken. Veronica laughed and started putting food on her plate, with LJ doing the same. Michael and Sara had still not stopped holding hands. Sara was avoiding his gaze whenever he tried to catch her attention, so giving up, he gently let go of her hand. Sara was inwardly disappointed. She liked his hand.

"So," Veronica started. "How did it go?" she asked Michael excitedly. Michael smiled happily. "I got the job. I start Monday. My new boss told me that there's a formal party that's happening tomorrow night to celebrate a new deal, which," he paused for a dramatic effect, "is being run by me." Veronica squealed in delight, and Lincoln looked happy.

"Good job, lil' bro'." He congratulated him. Michael smiled. "Wait there's more. The party tomorrow night, he told me to invite my family. So I want you guys to come." He finished. Veronica agreed immediately, and with a little persuasion, Lincoln agreed as well. Michael told LJ that he was more than welcome to come, and finally Michael turned to Sara. She was looking down towards her plate, and listening to all the excitement going on around her. i Another boring night to myself. /i she thought glumly. She felt Michael's stare on her, and looked up at him, losing herself in his piercing eyes.

"I want you to come to. That is…if you want to. Please." He asked her quietly. Sara smiled, the happiness returning to her stomach in one great sweep. "Of course I'll come." She said, just as quietly back to him.

"There's…one more thing." he started again, and this time he looked nervous. "Will…will you be my, uh, my…date." He finished awkwardly. He looked away nervously, dreading, and at the same time anticipating her answer. He expected her to say no.

"I would love to." She said. Michael sighed. "Of course, I understand…wait what?" he asked her again.

"I said that I would love to."

Sara and Veronica decided to forget moving into her new apartment the next day and decided to go dress shopping instead.

"Besides, you can just stay with us…or Michael. Or we could just move your bed in." Sara smiled at Veronica's happy attitude, and then focused on the rack of dresses in front of her.

"Speaking of Michael," Veronica started again, "I see you guys are going as dates." She finished in a teasing tone. Sara blushed. "We're just going as friends. There is absolutely nothing between us." She said. Veronica still looked skeptical, but let it drop. She knew Sara would come to her senses eventually. A few hours later, they had there dresses and accessories all picked out. Since it was still early, Sara decided to start moving stuff into her new apartment. Just the tiny things that would give it the home-y feeling. She rented a little pick up truck and driver to take her bed there, so that way she could sleep there that night. Time flew by. Before she knew it, it was time to start getting ready. She took a shower, did her hair, applied her makeup, and finally put her dress on. Just as she finished, a knock sounded at her door, and she went and opened it. There stood Michael, looking absolutely gorgeous in a black suit. In his hand, he held a little origami flower, but as he stared at her, he completely forgot everything that he was doing. She looked beautiful. Her hair was up in an elegant French twist with little tendrils hanging down elegantly. She wore a black halter top gown that went down to the floor, was low cut in the front with a little diamond center piece, and an extremely low back. There was just a hint of sparkle to the dress, and she shimmered in a kind of ethereal glow when she moved. On her ears were long, dangly, diamond earrings, and on her wrist, a matching bracelet. She blushed under Michaels obviously admiring gaze, and Michael suddenly broke out of his stupor and handed her the flower.

"Sara…you look…wow, you look beautiful." He half whispered to her. Sara smiled again, and said thank you. "You're not half bad yourself." She told him. He merely smiled, still captivated by her beauty, but he offered her his arm, and she took it. They joined the others, and walked down to the awaiting limo. The ride to the ballroom where the party was being held was enjoyable, and all too soon they got to their destination. LJ and his date, a pretty girl from his school, were the first to get out, followed by Lincoln and Veronica. Last was Michael. He got out swiftly, and then reached down to help Sara out of the car. She stood up, but lost her balance a little, and almost fell over. Michael caught her, and held his hands around her waist. They both locked eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

"Uh…guys, sorry to interrupt the lovey goo-goo eye thing you guys got going on, but can we go inside? I'm hungry." Lincoln said impatiently. Sara immediately looked away and let go of Michael. "Uh, thanks. Sorry, it's the heels. I hate the damn things." She laughed awkwardly, and moved away from Michael. Michael shook himself out of his stupor, and followed the group inside, where he was immediately singled out by his new boss.

"Michael Scofield!" he bellowed, and Michael immediately turned and greeted him. "Mr. Collins." He said in his deep voice.

"Ah you brought your family. Mind introducing?" he questioned. Michael nodded and began.

"This is my brother Lincoln Burrows, with his girlfriend, Veronica Donovan, and his son LJ." He paused, and looked at Sara, before continuing. "And this is Sara Tancredi, my…my friend." He finished. She smiled at him, and he gazed at her lustily, his eyes lingering on her chest. He looked at Michael and whispered, "Only a friend?" and Michael sullenly nodded. He didn't like the way that Mr. Collins was looking at Sara. She inwardly rolled her eyes, and excused herself to get a glass of cider. They were serving alcohol, but Sara had stopped drinking it three years ago, and planned on not drinking it ever again. She though of Mr. Collins and his creepy stare, and jumped slightly when someone tapped her on the shoulder. It was Michael. He smiled bashfully, and then said, "I'm sorry for my boss. Uh, yea I don't know what to say." He gazed at her, and Sara found it hard to look away. "Do you…do you want to, um, dance…with me?" He asked her nervously, while looking away from her. Sara smiled, set her glass down, said a quiet "sure" and then left with Michael. A slow song had started playing, and Michael gently led her to the middle of the dance floor.

b I close my eyes, and I smile,

Knowing that everything is alright.

To the core

So close that door.

Is this happening... /b

He gently placed his hands on her waist as she placed hers around his neck. They started swaying to the music.

b My breath is on your hair

I'm unaware

That you opened the blinds and let the city in.

God, you held my hand,

And we stand

Just taking in everything… /b

He wrapped his arms more tightly around her, and smelled the perfume she was wearing. It made her even more heavenly smelling than she already was. He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled quietly. She was perfect.

b And I knew it from the start

So my arms were open wide

Your head is on my stomach

And were trying so hard not to fall asleep.

But here we are…

On this 18th floor balcony

We're both…flying away. /b

Sara unconsciously drew herself closer to Michael, resting her head on his toned chest. It felt so right in his arms. To right. She was flying away, to a place with just her and Michael; no one else. She felt Michael's grasp tightening even more around her waist, and thought that this moment couldn't have been better. Until, of course…

"Sorry to interrupt, but, may I have this dance?" someone asked. They both loosened their grips on one another, and looked to see who was asking. It was Mr. Collins. There was no way he could say no to his new boss. He tried not to let his disappointment show as he let Sara be whisked away in his arms. He sighed dejectedly, and went to get some champagne, watching darkly as Sara and Mr. Collins danced. He kept putting his hand on her lower back, exceptionally low, and inching one of his fingers into her dress nonchalantly. Michael could see her face, and could see how tense she was getting. Before he could do anything about it, a woman poked him on the back.

"Hi, I'm Jane. I'm your secretary. Do you want to dance?" she asked in one breath. Not waiting for an answer, she took his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. She immediately started conversation with him.

"Did you know that you are really really incredibly good looking? I'm single, you know." She added. Michael just smiled and nodded politely, while straining his eyes to catch a glimpse Sara and Mr. Collins. "Do you wanna come back to my place?" Jane asked him. Michael looked at her, surprised by her forwardness, but before he could answer, Veronica came up to him.

"Hey, Michael, think you could help me out with something?" Michael immediately agreed, happy for the excuse to get away from Jane. "It was nice meeting you," he said politely, and quickly walked away. He felt a small piece of paper pressed into his hand, and saw that Jane had given him her phone number. He rolled his eyes, and followed Veronica, "accidently" dropping the piece of paper on the floor. This was going to be a long night, he could already tell.

Sorry this is so late. I don't like writing fanfiction when my families home, so I wait till there gone. : haha but here you go, chappy threeee. : oh and im glad that you guys are enjoying my story. :D makes me extremely happy. The end. I'll update soon too.

Oh and the song is 18th Floor Balcony by Blue October. I highly recomment listening to that song. Its one of my favorites, and its beautiful.

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