This is what comes from boredom*cough*procrastination. I spent way too much time on this. :P
The usual day at the warehouse. Plotting, planning. Headaches. Except this time, Michael's said "I'm fine." one too many times, annnnndddd he's down for the count. *THUD*
Sara is like, "Going to the hospital. My boyfriend. My rules."
Self is all, "Don't you think you're over-reacting?"
Sara is like, "Bitch, I will cut you down if you get in my way. Shut the effing door." *glares*
*AT THE HOSPITAL*
Sara, "My hubby's sick, we don't have insurance, but you'll take him anyways, right? Oh good. Btw, I'm a medical intern."
Michael's all, *dizzy* "I hate hospitals." *pouts*
Sara listens in while Michael reluctantly talks about his mom's history. Aww.
*WAITING*
Michael's all frustrated he can't reach Lincoln.
Sara reminds him his bro's underground. *insert adorable hand touching*
Besides, they'll be fine without him, and is all, "You can't be a control freak all the time."
Michael says, "Ditto." :P
*MORE WAITING*
Sara's all supportive, "We can handle this."
Michael's like, "What if I don't want to know." AKA I'm scared shitless.
*More shared looks and adorable hand touching...interrupted by the nurse. *le sigh*
One more brave shared look before he goes for his big photoshoot...but then her face falls into serious concern once he's around the corner. AKA She's scared shitless, too.
*EVEN MORE WAITING - It's a hospital, remember?*
Sara, "Oh btw, I told everyone I was your wife, so play along, yeah?"
Michael, *grins*
Sara's all, "What?" lol *fakes innocence*
Michael's like, "I'm cool with that." *more grinning*
Michael/Sara = *cuteness*
*ENTER DOCTOR*
Doctor says, "Still know nothing, but you gotta stay here until we do."
Michael's like, "Uh. No thanks. See ya." *tries to bolt*
Sara's all, "Whoa. Hold it buddy." To the Doctor, "I feel ya."
Michael, "Out numbered. Greaaaaat."
More waiting...and pouting from Michael. lol
*ENTER COPS*
Having been conditioned from 3 previous seasons of running, Michael and Sara see the cops and are like *meep meep!* "We're outta here."
Ooops! Dead end. Crap.
Doctor's all, "DUDE! You're Michael Scofield. Think I could get your autograph? - Oh and btw, you're in no condition to be out of a hospital."
Michael's like, "Thanks, but no thanks. See ya."
Sara's all, "You'll have to forgive my hubby. Call me!" *exits stage left*
*BACK AT THE WAREHOUSE*
More plotting. More planning. OH, and the room they've gotta break into is sounding a hulluva lot like Mission Impossible, Film I.
Sara gets a phone call. Does some last minute sniffling and tearwhiping before breaking the news.
Michael's all, "How bad is it, doc?"
Sara's like, "Good news, doctors have a plan. Bad news, you'll die if you don't let them cut into your brain."
Michael's like, "Uh, gimmie two days?"
Sara's all, "Nope. Surgery's tomorrow. Wear clean undies."