Sara woke the next morning and found herself alone in bed. She rolled over onto her back staring up at the ceiling. She could hear Michael in the shower and knew she should go to him. She owed him an apology for last night. She'd been so angry with LJ and she'd taken it out on him.
Although it hadn't all been bad. A smile found Sara's face as she remembered what had happed last night. In fact, it had been quite good. She had been so angry when she'd started kissing Michael. Angry at LJ and angry that Michael would want to go home and not stay the night with her.
That thought brought her up short. There was something else she and Michael needed to talk about. They'd been together for two nights now and the subject of protection hadn't come up. She was on the pill but he didn't know that. At least she didn't think he did. And knowing Michael when the thought did hit him, he would be overcome by that huge guilt complex of his.
Deciding to forgo her shower for now, she pulled on some sweats and a t-shirt and made her way to the kitchen to start breakfast.
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Michael stepped out of the shower and grabbed his bag from the floor. Finding his razor he began to shave and his thoughts returned to last night. He hadn't seen Sara that angry in a long time. He'd been amazed that she'd wanted him to stay. He'd defiantly not expected her to…well do what she did. Not that he had minded. "Ouch." If he didn't want to have his face scared for life he needed pay attention to what he was doing.
Shaving complete, he brushed his teeth and pulled out his clothes. He sat down on the toilet to put on his socks and glanced over at his bag. His eyes fell on something blue. He reached inside to see what it was. It was a condom. This was an old bag, one he'd gotten out of storage from his old life. He flipped it over and saw that it had expired six months ago. A smile lit his lips and then fell. They hadn't used anything. Four times and they hadn't used anything. How could he have been so careless? He was always so good at planning how did he miss this? Michael hurried to finish and made his way out of the bathroom to find Sara.
She wasn't in the bedroom were he'd left her this morning so he went to check the rest of the apartment. He found her at the counter putting what looked like blueberry pancakes on a plate.
Sara heard him come in. "About time, Scofield. I thought I was going to have to come fish you out." She turned to face him a plate of pancakes in each hand, but when she saw his face she set the plates down on the table and walked over to him.
Michael laid the expired protection down on the counter. "I'm sorry Sara." She could see he was beating himself up over this. "I should have been prepared. I should have protected you."
Sara placed her hand on his arm. "Michael its all right. I'm on the pill. Were safe."
He relaxed. She had been prepared. "When did you…Why didn't you say something?"
She gestured for him to take a seat and took her own on the other side of the table. He followed. She waited until they started eating to respond. "I didn't." This brought his head up. "I mean…I've been on the pill for a while. But to be honest, I hadn't thought about…protection either until this morning."
Now he felt bad again. What if she hadn't been on the pill? He did hope they would have children one day but he was hoping it was after he and his parole officer were not on regular speaking terms. "Sara, if…"
Sara cut him off. "If something would have happened…" She paused and caught his eye. "Would that have been such a bad thing?"
"No," he said quickly. "No. It's just I was hoping to…to put a few years between me and…prison before we…started our family."
Sara smiled. She wanted children with Michael. He would be such a great father. "Agreed." Sara turned her attention back to her food. "Now eat up Scofield. I have to be at my NA meeting in an hour."