“It’s been too long.” Impatient fingers trailed up her thigh under her skirt, while hot breath set the skin of her neck on fire.
Sara scowled at him and pushed his hands off her leg. “I know, but not now. Not here, Michael.” She shoved against his chest to put space between them to no avail. He wouldn’t budge.
With a sigh, Michael moved away from her to lean against the bathroom counter. His face made his aggravation plain. “What is your problem lately?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” She tugged at her clothes to put herself back in order. “I’ve got a problem because I don’t want to have sex with you against a bathroom wall at a party?”
“No, you don’t want to have sex with me anywhere.”
“That is not true.” She met his gaze with steely resolve. “And I’m not going to do it with you here to prove it. Anyone can walk in.”
“I locked the door and there’s almost no one here yet.”
“I don’t care. I’m not having sex with you in my ex-boyfriend’s bathroom. No way.”
Michael folded his arms over his chest. “Yeah, like I really believe this has anything to do with Siskin.”
Why were they fighting about this? It wasn’t as though Sara had never told him no during the brief time they were together. “If there was a point to that, I didn’t get it.”
“I’m just saying that your lack of interest in me has nothing to do with where we are or your ex anything.” He worked the muscle in his jaw. “This has everything to do with your new boyfriend.”
“Well, obviously. Why would it be about anyone other than you and me, Michael?”
“No, not me. Your public boyfriend. You know, the guy who takes you places and gives you his coat.”
This again? Really? “Are you seriously trying to say that I’m saying no right now because of Paul? That’s stupid.”
“Is it, Sara? The more time you spend with him, the less you spend with me.”
“That’s not true! I’m with you every night.”
“And? We haven’t been doing anything. Not in at least a week.”
“Wow.” Sara poked her finger into his chest. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t you the guy who told me you’d trade all the sex to be with me in public? Was that all BS or what?”
“Oh, I meant it, but since you’re clearly more comfortable letting everyone think you’re here with…him…I should at least get the sex.”
His words were like a slap in her face. “You are such an ass, Michael Scofield.” She shook her head in anger. “I’m at this party with him so we can fake break up and be done with it. He’s as sick of this whole thing as I am.” She flicked the angry tears from her eyes before they could streak down her face. “I’m at this party with him to put a public end to the charade…for you.”
She tried to leave, but he grabbed her wrist. “Dammit, Sara, you’re not walking away from me like this.” He spun her around to face him. “You owe me more than that.”
Before she realized it, her hand connected with his face, her palm stinging from the contact. “I don’t owe you anything. If anything, I’ve already given you way more than I was prepared to give.”
“Our conversation isn’t over, Sara.” His hand tightened over her wrist.
“No, it’s definitely over because I have no intention of giving you what you want tonight or ever again.” She ripped her arm out of his grip in a move that caught him by surprise. “I have loved you and you alone every second since we got together on my birthday. Every moment of the time I was spending with Paul, I wanted to be with you. Now I can very clearly see I picked the wrong man in this situation.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that Paul Kellerman would never try to coerce me into having sex with him in the bathroom at a party and then make me feel like dirt because I wouldn’t.”
“That’s not…”
“Just save it, Scofield. You’re a jerk and a crappy boyfriend.” Sara took a deep, pseudo calming breath. “Now, I have to go see if my fake boyfriend his here yet to see how he wants to stage this.” She let out a shaky breath. “I promised him we’d end the charade tonight; otherwise, I can’t say I see the point in breaking up with the only one of my boyfriends who treats me worth a damn.”
Sara stalked out of the bathroom before Michael could respond. There was nothing she wanted to hear him say right now. Maybe her words were harsh, but she wasn’t wrong.
About any of it.
Besides, Michael was way off base. Paul was barely a friend, much less anything more. Yeah, it would’ve been so much simpler if he was her boyfriend, but Michael had her heart. Well, he used to. Now…
Damn. Sara didn’t know. This side of Michael sure wasn’t one she loved, or even liked. Pushing her for sex…flinging accusations at her…As far as she was concerned, the guy she just left standing in the bathroom sulking wasn’t her boyfriend, not even close.
No, her boyfriend would think that maybe all the Nika drama could be playing into her lack of sexual interest over the last week. He wouldn’t assume it was because she was spending time with Paul, especially when all the time Sara spent with Paul was part of the Nika drama. It wasn’t like she was hanging out every day with him.
Was it so hard to believe that she might not want to have Michael groping her every second of the day? It was all just too much too fast. If they made up, they were going to have to slow way down.
Then again, if Michael was really only after sex as Sara was beginning to suspect, he’d just have to move onto another girl.
Just the thought of that stabbed painful shards of sadness through her heart. Why did she have to love him?
“Are you okay? You look like hell?”
She started to lie, but the words tumbled out on their own accord. “No, I’m seriously not. Why do all guys have to be such assholes?”
Paul shrugged. “It’s a people trait, Sara, not specifically a guy thing.” He frowned. “Your boyfriend or the guy who wants to kick my ass?”
“Boyfriend. He…called.”
“Do you want me to take you home? I mean, you already look like you’ve been crying, so your parents will definitely buy that we broke up tonight.”
For no reason that possibly made sense, Sara burst into tears.
“Shit…I was trying to lighten the mood. Don’t cry.” He put his arms around her and gathered her to his chest in the empty hallway. “I didn’t mean you actually look like hell. I…fuck. I guess all guys are assholes.”
When the sobs faded enough for her to form words, she whispered, “You’re not an ass, Paul. You’re probably the only decent guy I know.”
“Then you don’t know me that well.” He smoothed her hair down her back. “But thank you.”
She didn’t know when it happened, but she realized Michael had slipped past them during her sobbing and was glaring at her from a few feet behind Paul. He mouthed, “Just friends, huh?”
He stalked off with a look of disgust on his face before she could process any of it. Rather than thinking of an excuse to leave Paul to go after him, Sara let herself stay in Paul’s embrace. Why couldn’t the man who was good to her be the man she loved?
Dread crept into her stomach. What if she spent forever loving the wrong man? Even though he was a total jerk to suggest it, if Michael was right about there being something between her and Paul, she needed to figure it out before she tried to work things out with Michael.
And she was going to figure it out tonight. Staging a break up might be unnecessary.
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This story is addictive. I love Nika! I do hope you finish.
Thanks. I LOVE writing her character. I’m still toying around with the idea of finishing. Nothing until November at the earliest though.
It’s weird how much attention this story is suddenly getting again. How did you find me?
My friend linked me to your site I’m a huge Michael and Sara fan
Oh no…please finish this *sniffle* please, pretty please!?! Oh man I stayed up till 2 reading and then woke up at 6 am to finish, it is too good! But I’m so sad it’s maybe not going to be finished. Are you still writing it? If so just let me know I would LOVE to read the ending and I can check back….
Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaseeee!!! It is fantastic!
*sniffle* And I would totally buy it in an ebook if that’s what you decide to do, just please please finish *cry* it is a crime when amazing fics like this are left unfinished. I’m dying to read Michael/Sara finally hooking up (obviously) and getting answers to all of these little mysteries…like how Nika got hurt and Paul’s secret etc. I’m still not sure how Michael/Sara managed to be “friends” after that nasty break up back in the day…but I guess they aren’t doing so great at that haha. OH and of course I AM DYING to find out what is in the jewelry bag…I’m assuming it’s something heartbreakingly wonderful for Sara but who knows….and it was Mike that bought that book for Sara, right? Oh man, I hate that I came to the PB fandom toooo late …..
Since I don’t know if I’m finishing the story or not, I can’t comment on whether any of your guesses are correct. (But I wanted you to know I read them.)
Well thanks for responding to my comment
. For what it’s worth I really really hope you continue and I’ll be checking back. It’s so good it deserves an ending… Do you accept bribes? 
Chocolate? C’mon you know you want to finish you’ve even outlined the ending *wink* Okay I promise I’ll stop annoying and begging you now.
I absolutely accept bribes of chocolate!
I won’t lie. I do sort of want to finish because having a half-done story out there is driving me crazy. Unfortunately, what I want and what I have time to do aren’t always the same thing. If you want to know when/if this story starts having new chapters, you might want to subscribe by email or “like” me on Facebook since all my new chapters hit the page.
Okay, will do..
I can’t definitely commit to anything fiction-related right now (sorry), but I’m rereading the last written chapters and the story outline for the end of the story now.
“continue reading” link seems to be out of order here…
disregard… guess that’s where LWLU leaves off!
Interesting falling back into the world of Prison Break… seems like a life time ago that we were all crazy on those message boards… 
Sorry. I keep meaning to come back to it, but…ugh. Hierarchy of my writing always seems to go client stuff, positive piper, alliance, your dark passenger, lwlu. I can’t decide if I should even finish writing it on here or change the names to non-PB stuff and finish writing it as an ebook or paperback. The frustrating part is that all the rest of the chapters are fully outlined; just a matter of having the time really.
Hi, New poster here, (though I have been a frequent stalker of this story for ages now.)
I have been patiently waiting in hopes you would continue writing this story. So just wanted to say I do hope you decide to finish writing it here. There are so few new PB stories around these days and I was really enjoying this story and would love to read how it all ends.
Hi Jamie.
Thanks for letting me know you’re out there. Since this story has been stagnant for so long, I wasn’t really aware that anyone was still waiting for an ending. Now that I know, I’ll give it some more serious thought on what I want to do…and how I could carve out the time to get it done.
No promises, but I’ll see what I can do.
hi. what can I do to read the next chapter? Because I can’t access it. Thanks! It’s a really good story
Hi Ross Anne.
You can’t read the next chapter because there isn’t one yet. Right after I posted this chapter, my entire house flooded. All the repairs and cleaning have taken me months to complete, so I’m only just now getting back to fiction writing again. At the moment, I’m only updating The Alliance, but new chapters of Love Will Lead Us should be be available weekly starting either the second or third weekend of November.
I’m glad you’re enjoying the story and hope the new chapters will be worth the wait.
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I love this story veeeeeeeeeeeeery much!
But I hate this chapter, sorry.
No worries. I actually just assumed you were playing catch up after being gone for 3 weeks. But I’m glad your computer situation got squared away.
Yep…we finally start answering some of the questions from like 35 chapters back.
I don’t know…I think the fact she’s sobbing still speaks volumes, regardless of who’s comforting her. Then again, we don’t know at what point Mike came by. If he heard her tell Paul he was the only decent guy she knows…*shakes head* Probably not awesome.
Lips sealed on the Jess thing.
It might end up being Saturday. I’ve got an extra day in the client’s office this week to wrap up the 9 million projects I’m leading…then I can get back to normal posting schedules.
Hey there sweetheart!! Sorry for the late review/s, but my computer had ‘a moment’, and our tech guy is away for a few weeks. Not to worry, hubby has come to the rescue, and all is good now!!
Ah Ha!!…….So this is what Sara was referring to as her ‘booty call’! Although I can see how hurt Michael is. Sara hasn’t wanted anyone to know about them, not exactly a positive vibe for Michael, and he is right, Paul is her ‘public’ boyfriend (for all intents and purposes)…that’s gotta hurt.
Of course, to see Sara sobbing in Pauls arms, did not do much for her cause – ‘Just friends huh’ – well after witnessing that, I’m not surprised Michael cracked the shits and hooked up with Jessica, if that is indeed what he did. I’m probably more inclined to think that he wanted to talk to someone about it, and it is just assumed that he bedded Jessica…*shrugs* But what the hell do I know..lol….
Ahhh…..so many secrets surrounding everyone, a tangled web indeedy!!! As you keep telling me, things are not always as they seem……..
Looking forward to Friday hun….xxxxx