A/N: Hello faithful readers! Welcome to chapter 3, a fluff-filled, family focused chapter. This chapter will also tell you a little more about the characters that we have all missed for the past few years. Enjoy reading and I'll see you guys at the bottom!

Chapter 3: Family Time

"Knock knock," Sara said as she opened the door to Lincoln and Sofia's home with Jake on her hip and Mikey's hand in hers.

Sofia came from around a corner and greeted them in the doorway.

"Hey!" she said as she pulled Sara into as big of a hug as she could, considering the two kids in tow.

"I'm so happy you guys could make it. Lincoln's been talking non stop about how much we all needed to get back together and have a family night," Sofia said taking a squirming Jake from Sara's arms.

"How are my godsons doing today?" Sofia said kissing Jake on the forehead. "Mikey," Sofia said kneeling down to his eye level, "Lila is already here in the other room if you want to go play."

"Thanks, Aunt Sof. See ya later, Mama," Mikey said with a smile before running to play with his "cousin."

"Come in, come in. Let's get out of the doorway," Sofia said, motioning for Sara to follow.

"Doc!" Sucre exclaimed upon seeing Sara walk into the living room behind Sofia.

He hugged her and kissed her cheek.

"How have you guys been?" he asked.

"Good, good. The kids are keeping us busy, but we can't complain. We're just really happy," Sara said gushing about her family.

"That's what I like to hear. Is my cellie treating you right still?" Sucre asked.

"Of course. And we know if he ever gets out of line, there's a handful of people in this room that will put him back in his place. Really remind him of the Fox River way," Sara said with a wink.

She never would have imagined in a million years that she would be here, with two former inmates joking about their time in prison. They had surely come a long way since the days at Fox River.

"Speaking of my former cellmate, where is he?" Sucre asked.

"He's finishing up a few things at work before heading over here. Something about having a big deadline that he wanted to finish before the weekend," Sara shrugged.

Right as Sucre was about to respond, cries were heard over the baby monitor sitting on the kitchen counter.

"I'll go," Lincoln said, kissing Sofia on the cheek.

"Can I?" Sara asked.

"Have at it," Lincoln said.

Sara walked into the nursery of four-month-old Emily Ashley Burrows.

"Hello, sweet angel," Sara said, walking over to Emily's crib to pick her up.

Emily's cries softened as Sara rocked her, and she was soon calm and blinking up at her aunt.

"Wow," Sara heard from behind her. "Isn't this a beautiful sight."

Sara turned toward her husband's voice and smiled.

"Hi, babe," Sara said with a smile.

Michael walked over to where she was standing. It was times like these, when Sara looked so effortlessly beautiful and happy, Michael remembered how lucky he truly was. He brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes and tucked it behind her ear, letting his hand linger on her cheek for a second longer than necessary. Sara leaned into the contact, closed her eyes, and smiled.

"Hi, beautiful," Michael responded leaning down to kiss his wife on the lips and his niece on the forehead.

"I'd forgotten how perfect you look with a baby in your arms," Michael said in admiration. His wife was a vision in every sense of the word.

Sara simply smiled in response.

"How's this family dinner thing coming downstairs? Linc still bouncing off the walls with excitement?" Sara asked as Emily grabbed hold of her fingers. Sara smiled at the gesture. She missed that feeling of tiny hands squeezing her own.

Michael laughed. "Yeah. I've never seen him this excited. Not since we were kids. I mean except for when this one was born," he added pointing to Emily drifting to sleep in Sara's arms.

"Yeah…we should probably head downstairs before he does some serious damage. Or drives everyone crazy. Or both," Sara said.

Michael wrapped an arm around Sara's waist and led her to the door.

"C'mon. Let's go see what's got big brother so excited."

"There they are!" Maricruz exclaimed as Michael, Sara, and Emily all came downstairs.

"We were beginning to think you two bailed on our party to go have a party of your own," Lincoln said raising his eyebrows at them. He plucked Emily from Sara's arms.

"Your son was looking for you," he added.

"Is everything okay?" Sara asked, feeling herself go into overprotective-mama-bear mode.

Lincoln opened his mouth to respond, but was interrupted by Sofia and Jake coming from around the corner.

"See, buddy," Sofia said carrying him over to Sara and Michael. "I told you your mama was still here. Everything's okay."

Sara's forehead creased with worry when her eyes were met with her son's blue eyes, sparkling with tears. She closed the gap between them and was reaching for her son in an instant.

"What's the matter, bud?" she asked, taking Jake into her arms.

"Owie," he replied pointing to a fresh scrape on his knee.

"Oh, little man, did you fall down?" Michael asked coming to sit by Sara with a first aid kit from Sofia in hand.

Jake dropped his head and allowed it to rest on Sara's shoulder. He watched with attentive eyes as Michael cleaned and bandaged his 'owie.'

"Look," Sara said pointing to his bandaged cut. "All better."

"Bye bye?" Jake asked questioningly.

"All gone," Michael answered, kissing Jake's forehead.

Jake squirmed his way out of Sara's lap, wiped the tears off of his face, and gave his parents a toothy smile before running off to resume playing with the 'big kids.'

"It's amazing how quickly they bounce back," Mahone said, watching as Jake clumsily ran toward his brother and cousin.

"If only adults were that resilient," Michael added.

"Dinner's ready!" Sofia called from the kitchen.

Lincoln set Emily in her play pen, while Michael and Sara set the kids up at the kids table.

"So," Lincoln started as he sat down at the head of the table. "I bet you're all wondering why I planned this big family dinner," Lincoln said, sounding almost proud that he had kept a secret for so long.

"Actually, personally, I've been wondering why you have been bouncing off the walls like a five-year-old on Christmas morning ever since I saw you this morning," Sara joked.

"Ha! You're so funny," Lincoln deadpanned. "I'll have you know that once you find out about this surprise, you'll be sorry you ever made fun of me and my joy, sis."

"Out with it already, papi!" Sucre said impatiently.

"Fine, fine. Come on out!" Lincoln called out to no one in particular. Or so it seemed.

A/N: Oooh an ominous cliffhanger. Just kidding. You'll be happy with the surprise visitor. Lots of fluff still coming your way in the next chapter, but bare with me! I promise we're getting to the good stuff soon. Personally, writing fluff is really hard for me, so I totally understand if you are bored. Chapter 5 and 6 is where things start to get interesting, so if you can hang in until then I'd love to hear your thoughts, but if you can't I understand and am sad to see you go. Let me know if you hate/love/are bored with me yet in a review! XOXO