Wednesday morning Michael walked into the office a very happy man. Things with Sara were going great. He'd spent the night at her apartment ever since their date. She'd agreed to marry him and he was doing what he loved again. Life couldn't be better.

That was until he sat down at his desk and looked at his calendar of things to do today. And staring at him in bright red was his three o'clock appointment with his and Nika's lawyers. He'd totally forgotten about the meeting and what was worse…he still hadn't said anything to Sara.

Michael debated whether to pick up the phone and call her but it was only eight ten and she may not be up yet. Plus this wasn't really something he wanted to do over the phone. Decision made, Michael picked up the blue prints he'd been working on yesterday and tried to pick up where he'd left off. The problem was he couldn't focus. Every time he thought he might be getting somewhere his guilt would begin to surface.

Finally Michael lay the blue prints down on his desk and picked up the phone. He hadn't talked to Linc in a couple of days and it was his day off, maybe that would help to clear his head. Dialing the number he began to have second thoughts. He was ready to hang up the phone when he heard someone pick up.

"Hello?"

"LJ? What are you doing home?"

"Oh hi Uncle Mike. My morning class got canceled so I decided to stay here and help dad with some yard work." LJ paused waiting for Michael to respond. When he didn't LJ added, "Dad told me you asked Sara to marry you."

"Yea, I did."

"Good." LJ said with determination. "She's family. It's only right it should be official."

This was not making Michael feel any better right now. He closed his eyes. "Your right LJ, she is family." Trying to steer the subject in a different direction, "Is your dad around?"

"Yea, he's out back. I'll go get him." But instead of leaving the phone LJ sat in silence. "Uncle Mike?"

"Yea?"

"Could you tell Sara thank you for me? For talking to Jess."

"Sure LJ."
Michael could hear the sigh of happiness though the phone. "Ok. Hold on and I'll get dad."

Michael's conversation with Lincoln didn't exactly go as planned. Lincoln had been able to tell right away that he was beating around the bush about something. And Linc had cornered him. After telling his brother that he hadn't told Sara about the meeting this afternoon, Lincoln quite bluntly told Michael what he thought. He could hear his brother's words over again in his mind. "Are you crazy Michael? Do you want to lose her? I thought you two agreed no more secrets?

All these thoughts kept replying in his mind. He needed to talk to Sara. And not over the phone. Michael sighed. There wasn't anything he could do until the meeting was over but as soon as it was he was going to sit down and tell her what was going on. He knew this was her future too.

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Sara woke Wednesday morning to an empty bed. It was her day off so she'd decided to sleep in a little. She remembered Michael knelling beside the bed this morning and softly kissing her goodbye before he left.

It was strange. She had been sleeping in this bed by herself for the last twenty-one months but now, after only five days, it felt strangely empty without him. They'd talked briefly last night about him moving in. It made sense. He hadn't been back to his apartment other than to pick up new clothes since that first night. However reality had reared it's ugly head as he reminded her that he would have to clear it with his parole officer before he could officially make any move and his next appointment wasn't until Monday. Sara sighed. He had another nine months of this, parole officers and checking in. She would be glad when all of it was behind them.

Sara turned to look at the clock. 9:00 A.M. She really had slept in. Normally her shift started at seven so to her, anything past six was considered a blessing. She pushed the covers back and made her way into the bathroom for a shower.

After dressing, Sara headed for the kitchen to find some breakfast. She was debating whether or not to fix something or just go with cereal. After much debate, she decided on cereal since lunch was only a few hours away. Grabbing her bowl full of cereal she headed into the living room to see what was on TV.

When she re-entered the living room, she saw Michael's bag on the couch. She smiled. He must have come in here to get dressed so he wouldn't wake her. She sat down and picked up her spoon. Half way to her mouth an idea occurred to her. She would stop by and surprise Michael. His boss wanted to meet her anyway and they could go and have lunch. That decided, Sara settled in to eat her cereal and grabbed the remote to see what was on.

Sara walked into Briggs Associates just after noon. The front office was small and had a desk positioned directly in front of her with an open door behind. The desk, which she assumed was for the receptionist, was empty. Sara wasn't sure what to do. She was sure Michael was through the door but she didn't just want to walk in. Then she saw a man walking down the hall. "Excuse me?"

The man turned and headed towards her. He was a nice looking man, maybe in his late forties, early fifties. "Hello. What can I do for you?"

"Hi. I'm looking for Michael Scofield. Is he here?"

The man cocked his head to one side looking at her, then his face broke out into a huge grin. "You must be Sara." He stuck out his hand in greeting. "It's nice to finally meet you. I'm John."

Sara politely took his hand. Then it hit her, Michael's boss. "It's very nice to meet you, John."

John released her hand. "I assure you, the pleasure is all mine. Are you here to take Michael to lunch?"

Sara looked down and the floor before coming back up to meet John's eyes. "Yes. I was hoping to surprise him. I hope that's ok."

John came around the desk and ushered her toward the door behind the desk. "Of course its ok. I can hardly get him to stop long enough most days to even eat anything, let alone leave this office to have a decent meal." John stopped in front of a room with four desks. She saw Michael sitting at the one on the right. He was deep in concentration and hadn't noticed her yet. "Michael, you have a visitor."

Michael's head snapped up from the papers he'd been studying at the sound of John's voice. Sara. What was she…?

Once Michael's eyes found Sara, John decided it was time to excuse himself. "Well have fun. It was nice meeting you Sara."

"Thanks, you too John," but her eyes hadn't left Michael.

John walked back to his office with a smile. So that's Sara.