Michael stood hands in his pockets watching the sunrise above the treetops. It had been a long night without Sara by his side. He'd tossed and turned more than he had in months. Finally at five thirty, giving up, he'd made his way from the bed. The room he was in was the only one with a private bathroom. Taking his time, he showered, slipped into a pair of kakis and a long sleeve shirt then made his way downstairs.

He'd heard movement in the kitchen and figured Carol was already up and getting ready for the day. Not wanting to bother her, he slipped down the hall and out the back door. At only six the temperature was already quite comfortable. Some of the garden area had already begun its transformation for the day's event but he knew three hours from now the garden wouldn't be the peaceful, quite place it was now but alive with people and activity.

Hearing the door opening behind him, he turned and saw Carol approaching with two cups of coffee in her hands. She handed him one. "Thank you." He said as he took it from her. She just nodded her head and then moved to stand beside him holding her own mug in two hands.

"Beautiful isn't it."

"Yes." Michael answered.

They stood in silence for several minutes sipping their coffee and watching the morning take shape surrounding them. Michael glanced over at the woman beside him. "Shouldn't you go back inside?"

She smiled. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"

Michael's lip twitched up in a small smile of his own and he shook his head. "No. Not at all it's just…well…your not supposed to be alone with me."

"Ah. You heard that did you?"

"Yes."

She turned slightly so she could face him. "I'm safe with you aren't I?" she asked.

"Yes." He assured her.

Turning back she brought the mug to her lips again. "Well then. Why don't we just enjoy this beautiful morning and you let me worry about my husband shall we?"

She didn't say anymore and neither did he until they heard movement inside the house and she went to see about getting breakfast started leaving him to finish his coffee alone.

~

When Carol entered the kitchen she saw Michael's brother with his back to her appearing to be looking for something. "Can I help you?" she asked.

Lincoln jumped a bit and turned. "Yeah sorry." He didn't continue so she waited. "Oh. Yeah. Cups?" he asked.

Carol chuckled. It was hard for her to remember she was supposed to be on her guard around these two men considering how endearing she was finding them to be. Last night she'd had the opportunity to make some observations. She'd already noticed the level of connection between Michael and Sara after the first time they'd met. Last night however, she found it extended throughout the entire family.

There were three couples, Michael and Sara of course, Lincoln and Sam, and the young couple; LJ and Jessica. The love these couples had for each other was obvious to anyone who was paying attention. And although she was glad to see it, many couples had that connection. What did surprise her, however, was the love displayed by the whole. There were two extra members of rehearsal dinner last night outside of the minister, Sara's attendants. While the women were included in the conversation, it was clear they were not part of this family.

Lincoln shifted his weight and it drew her attention back to the present. "Yes. Cups." Carol crossed the room and opened the cabinet above the sink removing two coffee mugs. Handing them over to Lincoln, "Coffee's over there. Help yourself."

"Thanks." Lincoln said and made a b-line for the coffee maker, quickly pouring two cups and then heading back upstairs.

Figuring she'd better get breakfast started if her guests were beginning to wake up, she began pulling out her supplies and got to work.

~

Lincoln quietly opened the door and slipped inside the room. Sam was still sleeping quietly. Moving to stand beside the bed he set the cups of coffee on the nightstand and crouched down so that is face was level with hers.

Reaching out a hand he brushed her hair away from her face and leaned in to kiss those lips that had done such wonderful things to him last night. As he pulled back, she took in a lung full of air and smiled before opening her eyes.

"I brought you coffee."

"Hmm." She said as she began to sit up.

This action caused the thin sheet that had been covering her to fall to her waist. He let his eyes linger for a moment before tearing them away and handing Sam her coffee.

She took a tentative sip. "Mmm. Thank you." She smiled. Taking a few more sips, she noticed he hadn't touched his. She'd also noticed he couldn't seem to keep himself from looking at her half naked body and she couldn't help but tease him. "Aren't you going to drink your coffee?"

Lincoln's eyes flashed to hers and paused for a moment before grabbing his coffee and taking a huge gulp. He cringed as the hot liquid burned his throat. Sam burst out laughing and noticed Lincoln's eyes fell immediately to her breast. She stopped laughing. "Lincoln." She paused and his eyes met hers. "If there's something you want…" He didn't let her finish. Grabbing her cup, he set both mugs on the nightstand freeing both his hands. Placing his knee on the bed he fell on top of her finding her lips with his.

Sam's hand reached for the hem of his shirt and began pulling it up and over his head, throwing it away from her as soon as it was free. She ran her hands down his chest until she found the snap of his jeans. As she worked to remove the only clothing separating them, their kisses were on the edge of control. Once she got his jeans off his hips, he helped her get them down his knees and out of the way.

Lincoln broke his mouth away and lifted up long enough to push the thin sheet to the side to reveal the rest of Sam's nakedness to him. Running his hand along her heated flesh, he was ready for her. Beyond ready. Sliding his hand between her legs he made sure she was ready for him. He wasn't an impatient lover, he really wasn't. But for some reason whenever things got started with Sam, they became intense. Fast.

He felt the moisture and the heat on his hand and knew he didn't have to wait any longer. Reaching over, he opened the draw and grabbed some protection. He separated them just long enough to slip the barrier on and settled back into position. He kissed her again, picking up where he'd left off before sliding into the warmth that was quickly beginning to feel like home.

~

LJ felt warm fingers feathering his hair and a smile came to his face as he remember where he was. "Good morning." He whispered without opening his eyes.

Soft lips caressed his. "Good morning."

Before those lips could get too far away from him, he wrapped his hand around her neck so he could still feel her breath as he flipped her onto her back. "Where do you think your going?" he asked with a smirk. She opened her mouth to answer him but his lips descended first.

Jessica hands slid up his back and held him close. She loved waking up to LJ and the fact she was coming back in the fall and would hopefully be spending many more mornings like this made her heart do a flip flops. LJ's fingers moved down lingering on her curves and she couldn't help but moan. "LJ?" His mouth was beginning to follow his hand. "LJ…maybe we should…head downstairs." He wasn't stopping. "See if…if they need…need our help."

"Later." She heard him mumble as his mouth found her nipple.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding his head to her. "Later." She agreed.

~

Lincoln was just coming out of the bathroom from his shower when he saw his son slipping out of his room. When LJ turned and saw him, a shy smile crossed his face. Lincoln chuckled to himself. It was still a little hard to think of his son having sex with his girlfriend and it was quite obvious from LJ's body language that he and Jessica had clearly been engaging in their own set of morning activities. Giving a nod of hello, he headed back to he and Sam's room.

When he opened the door, Sam was just putting her shoes on. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. The look was incredibly sexy and it took all the effort he had not to take them right back off her again. Seeming to know what he was thinking, she pulled the final string on her tennis shoe and walked over to him. Without touching him with anything other than her lips, she managed to raise his heart rate and leave his fingers itching to touch her. Just before he could react however, Sam took a step back and gave him a devilish smile. "I'll be downstairs."

She left him standing there gaping after her. Running his hands over his face in an effort to clear his head, he moved to dresser to finished getting ready himself.

~

Mary got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom, which she was glad to find empty. She heard commotion downstairs so she knew others were up. Once she Finished with her shower she headed back to her room and found Sara still sleeping. Sara had had a rough night. Mary had no idea what time her friend had finally fallen asleep but it had been late. Deciding to let Sara sleep for a little while longer, she made her way downstairs to look for some coffee.

~

Michael, Lincoln and LJ were in the kitchen scarffing down the breakfast Carol had fixed for them. Sam, Jessica, Katie and Carol were no where in sight.

The guys were so intent on the food in front of them, they didn't here Mary coming. When she entered the room, they all looked up startled. Seeing the look on their faces, she stopped in her tracks and smiled. "Morning."

Lincoln and LJ greeted her in return. Michael was silent however. Mary glanced to the counter and found the coffee she'd been looking for along with a stack of what looked to be freshly made pancakes. She quickly grabbed herself a plate and sat down opposite the guys.

As she ate, Carol came back into the room and asked if they would like anything else. They assured her they were fine. Before disappearing again, she told them to help themselves and showed them where they could find most of the other breakfast items if any of the others needed anything. As she exited, Mary finished the last of her food, placed her plate in the sink and went back to the food. "Still hungry?" Lincoln joked.

Giving him a smile. "No." Selecting a small try from the counter she began adding items. "The bride has to remain out of sight of the groom until its time. So that means SHE gets breakfast in bed."

Mary had just turned herself back to the food when Michael said. "Toast."

Mary stopped. Her eyes met Michael's for a brief second and then nodded. Her friend's morning sickness must be worse than she'd let on. Disregarding the pancakes completely, Mary popped two pieces of toast in the toaster. She decided to put a mug of coffee, a glass of orange juice and a glass of water on the tray not knowing which Sara would want or feel like this morning.

As the toast popped up, she put them and some butter and jelly onto the tray. As she started for the door, Michael stood. "How is she this morning?"

Mary turned to face him. The look of concern on his face moved her. "She was still asleep when I left. Don't worry Michael. She has a doctor and a nurse by her side today. She'll be fine."

"Yea." He whispered and then stepped outside.

She felt Lincoln's eyes on her but she didn't acknowledge him. Instead, she made her way with the tray up to her friend.

~

A minute after Mary left, the girls came back in each carrying a box. LJ moved to help them, but Lincoln's eyes were still on the door his brother had retreated out of less than two minutes ago. Sam noticed his distraction and after setting her box off to the side, she came up to wrap her arms around him. "Something wrong?"

"Don't know." Standing he moved out of her embrace. "Be right back."

Lincoln found Michael standing in the middle of the gazebo with his back to the house. He made his way to his brother's side and stood for a moment without saying a word. Michael glanced over at him, acknowledging his presence but didn't comment.

"You gonna tell me what's going on Mikey? Is there something wrong with Sara?"

Michael turned to his brother and shook his head. "No. There's nothing wrong with her."

"Ok. What then?"

"She's pregnant, Linc."

"What?"

"Sara and I..."

Lincoln didn't let him finish. He grabbed Michael into a bear hug. "Congratulations Michael."

"Thanks." Michael said with a smile.

Pulling back Lincoln gave his brother a look of pure admiration. "Your gonna be a father."

"That's usually how it works." He smirked.

Lincoln pushed him away playfully. "When did you find out?"

Michael decided not to tell his brother about the weeks he'd thought Sara had been keeping it from him. "We went to the doctor yesterday."

"So when?"

"She's only about eight weeks he said so..."

"This is great Mikey. I'm so happy for you. You'll make a great father."

Michael really didn't know what do say. The only thing on his mind was Sara. This not seeing each other...he didn't like it.

When his brother remained quite Lincoln thought back to the exchange that had led Michael out here. "I take it she's experiencing morning sickness?"

Michael nodded.

Lincoln nodded back. "Mary's right. She'll be fine. She has her own personal medial staff today."

"I know."

The two brother's stood there for a few more minutes in silence before Sam poked her head out the back door asking for their help.

Sara heard the door shut and knew it had to be Mary. As she rolled over, the smell of food assaulted her nose and she felt the nausea beginning to stir. With a groan she threw her pillow over her face.

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty." Mary commented cheerfully. "I brought you some breakfast."

Sara moved the pillow away and looked at her friend. "I don't think I can eat it Mary. I'm sorry."

Mary set the try down on the other side of the room and sat down on the end of the bed. "Stomach?" she asked.

"Yes."

Taking a deep breath Mary got up. "Michael is downstairs and Lincoln has agreed to keep him there for at least an hour so you can have use of the bathroom so…"

Sara knew what that meant. She needed to get up and get moving. The wedding was still several hours away but… "Ok. Ok. I'm going." Sara said as she slowly pushed herself up and out of the bed. Reaching into the overnight bag she'd brought into the room with her, she grabbed her toiletries and headed for the door.

"What about your breakfast?"

Sara wrinkled her nose. Her stomach didn't feel like it could hold anything at the moment, even the toast Mary had brought her. "Maybe after."

Mary just nodded.

~

The rest of the morning went by in a rush. Michael spent most of the time downstairs with Lincoln and LJ helping to finish the set up outside. Jess and Sam were in the kitchen doing any odd jobs Carol needed help with.

Katie and Mary were upstairs with Sara. They'd managed to get one piece of toast and some water down her several hours ago but nothing since then. The beginnings of the morning had gone slow since Sara wasn't quite feeling herself and since Katie wasn't stupid and knew something was wrong Sara had had to break down and tell her.

Her friend had been a little shocked at first but then excitement filled the room as she threw questions at her. Sara explained as much as she could but all in all this was still new to her. She hadn't even thought past the fact she had a little piece of Michael growing inside her.

Around noon, Carol came up and offered the girls some finger foods to tide them over until the reception. By this point Sara was ready except for putting her dress on and she could hear increased commotion downstairs. Amazingly she wasn't nervous. Instead excitement ran through her. She realized she'd been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The only sadness that dampened this day was that her father could not share it with her. She smiled to herself as she thought of what her father's reaction would have been to the man she was marrying. He would have liked Michael before his stay in Fox River but would he have given him a chance afterward? She'd like to think so. She'd like to hope her father would have taken the time to look past the surface and see what a wonderful, sweet, caring man Michael was and how much she loved him.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear the knock at the door. Turning she saw Jessica enter and smile at her. "People are starting to arrive. I wanted to see if you needed anything."

Sara glanced at the clock. It was already one ten. How had that happened? "No. Thanks, but I think I'm good."

Jessica's smile widened. "Better get your dress on. Show times in twenty minutes." And with that she disappeared back out the door.

Sara took a deep breath but she didn't have time to think about anything else. Before she knew it, Mary pulled her back to the center of the room and Katie brought her dress over. They helped her into her dress and made a few finishing touches to her hair and make up.

Seeing Mary glance again at the clock her eyes followed. One twenty three. "Ok you ready?" Mary asked.

This wasn't something Sara needed to think about. "Yes. I'm ready."

Katie turned and gave Sara and Mary their flowers and opened the door. "After you." She said.

Sara started toward the door with Mary and Katie following making sure she didn't trip on her train and she headed down the stairs.

~

Michael stood inside the gazebo pulling at his sleeves. Lincoln and LJ stood beside him. It'd turned out to be a beautiful day. The sun was shining and although it was in the eighties, the heat was bearable in the shaded garden.

The backyard of the bed and breakfast had been turned into a flowing paradise. There were white chairs lined up in rows with bouquets of flowers tied to the ends. The stair railing leading up to where he was standing was also covered in flowers. The setting was beautiful but not at all overwhelming.

Seated in front of him were his boss John and his wife Becky, Matt and Vicki, James who also worked at Michael's firm, Jenny and Liz who worked with Sara, Jessica, and Sam. It was a small gathering but that was fine with Michael. The people who mattered in their lives were there and all were dressed in their Sunday best waiting for Sara to come down the aisle.

He'd been talking to Lincoln until he saw movement at the back door of the house and his eyes started looking for Sara. They'd decided on a traditional ceremony, well as traditional as they could get. Obviously Sara's dad could not walk her down the aisle. They'd talked about someone else giving her away but it just hadn't felt right. In the end it was decided she would walk down alone.

Michael saw Katie first. She took her time walking down the aisle and up the gazebo steps, taking her place off to the side. Mary was next to emerge from the house. She followed much the same path and pace as Katie but stopped at the base of the gazebo steps.

Then he saw her. She wore a simple white gown that hugged her shoulders just as the dress she'd worn for their first date. The gown fell down around her brushing the ground beneath. He watched as she followed her friend's path down the small aisle. When she reached the steps, Mary moved behind her and raised her train and she ascended taking her place beside Michael. As she placed her hand in his, she met his smile with one of her own. He gave her hand a small squeeze as their eyes locked for a moment before turning to face the minister.

~

The ceremony was short and simple, their hands in constant contact. The minister pronounced them husband and wife and Michael leaned forward to kiss his wife. Just before their lips met their eyes locked again in an emotional connection that could only have been forged through the many hardships they'd seen over the past few years.

The kiss was chaste and all too brief. They turned to their friends as they were announced for the first time as Mr. and Mrs. Michael Scofield. Everyone clapped and Lincoln gave a howl of support as Michael and Sara made their way down the gazebo stairs together and out into their friends.

~

All the guest came up to great Michael and Sara and offer congratulations while the chairs were moved out of rows and a few tables along with a small dancing area was set up in the garden. They had a small reception in the garden with music and food. Carol had made a beautiful cake for them. Sara threw the bouquet, which Sam caught and Michael had fun sneaking up Sara's dress for the garter.

Things began to slow down a bit and music began to play from the speakers at the edge of the lawn. Michael pulled Sara into his arms and out onto the small dance floor.
He held Sara in his arms and was amazed as he held her close as to how his life had turned out. As far as he was concerned, his life was complete. He would be off parole next week, a free man. He was married to the woman he loved, the one who completed him. And to make things even better…he was going to be a father.

Michael noticed Lincoln and Sam had joined them out on the dance floor along with most of the other couples. Turning his head he found LJ and Jessica standing off to the side with their arms around each other. It was obvious to anyone who was paying attention just how in love those two were. He was glad his family seemed to be as happy as he was. Michael let out a sigh of contentment and Sara looked up at him. "Happy?" she asked.

Michael smiled. "Yes. Very ." He leaned down to give his wife a small kiss and then pulled her back in his arms.