Well after the escape happened, Michael went back to the cabin with Lincoln and saw Callie was there. Michael still had doubts about Callie and her tactics. Callie had no idea what was going on, at least, not yet. Michael was surprised to see Callie at the cabin.

" What's she doing here Linc?"

" I needed her help."

" I was going to go home, but Lincoln asked me to stay.

" Now what?" Michael asked," We have to go save LJ now? I can't save Sara."

Callie looked at him.

" What do you mean you can't save Sara?" Callie asked," You said you didn't know where she was."

Michael went up to her.

" You know what. I don't believe you say who you are."

" I am who I am Michael. You don't look good either."

" I'm fine. I want to get revenge on whoever killed her."

Callie shook her head.

" What do you mean by that? It can't be true."

Lincoln went up to her.

" I'm afraid it is. Sara's dead."

Callie sat down.

" How do you know?"

Lincoln looked at Callie's sad eyes.

" The people who kidnapped her and my son, they put..."

" What?" Callie asked.

Lincoln shook his head.

" Sara's head was in a box."

Callie got up.

" No, I don't believe it."

" I saw it for myself."

Callie looked at Michael.

" You didn't tell me."

" How could I?" Michael asked," If..I knew what it would do to you."

Michael then sat down. Lincoln looked at his brother.

" You know Callie's right, you don't look good Michael."

" I feel dizzy," Michael said.

For some reason, Callie went up to Michael and felt his forehead.

" My goodness, you're burning up. Something has to be done."

" I can't go to a hospital Callie. If I do, then I will end up back in Sona."

Michael got up again and stumbled back.

" You need to rest," Callie said," This is tearing you up. Lincoln help me get him the the backroom."

Lincoln did laying Michael on the bed. Michael shut his eyes and panted loudly.

" I need cold water," Callie said," To help get the temperature down."

Lincoln got a cloth and put cold water on it. Callie took it and began to use it on Michael, gently.

" Michael," Lincoln said.

There was no response.

" He's unresponsive," Callie said," Sleeping most likely. I'll do what I can to help him."

" He took what happened to Sara hard," Lincoln said," I lied to Michael and didn't tell him. When I did tell him, it was like the world stopped. Michael loved her and I'm sorry I didn't tell you Callie."

Callie nodded her head.

" I know. Sara told me how much she loved Michael. Why didn't you tell me?"

Lincoln stepped away.

" I wasn't sure of who you were," Lincoln said," I was only thinking about my son. LJ was out there, captive, like Sara was."

Callie looked down.

" I'm sorry," Callie said," But I can't believe Sara is gone. Wait, you just said was. Did you save your son?"

Lincoln went back up and looked at Michael.

" Take care of my brother," Lincoln said," I have somewhere to go, someone to meet."

" Be careful," Callie said," Michael wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

Lincoln nodded his head and left. Callie felt tears in her eyes and looked at Michael.

" You would've made Sara happy Michael. I know you would've."

Callie got up and left the room and sat on the sofa and couldn't hold back her tears. Callie let them flow and cried louder. The best friend she ever knew was gone.