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17 October 2010 @ 11:01 am
Prison Break - Of Nightmares, Night-Lights and Kept Promises  
Title: Of Nightmares, Night-Lights and Kept Promises
Author: clair_de_lune
Fandom: Prison Break
Characters: Michael/Sara, Michael Jr.
Category: Het
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Should one warn for fluff? If so, consider yourself warned.
Word Count: ~ 680
Disclaimer: Not mine. Just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: He likes to keep his promises; he’s a man who takes his word to heart. (Post-series, non-epilogue compliant.)

Author’s Note: A small ficlet for msgenevieve’s birthday. Happy birthday and many happy returns! *hugs*

Author’s Note II: tuesdaeschild has been having internet connection issues and I don’t know if she’s around, so in case she’s not: she wanted to give you her “best wishes for you special day”. Message transmitted :)

Let’s say this is set in the same universe as Yearly Visitations.
Many thanks to tuesdaeschild for the beta.

He likes to keep his promises; he’s a man who takes his word to heart. But sometimes... you know, sometimes, it’s just too hard, and he has to find another solution. Work his way around it.

* *

She sits down at the edge of the mattress on Mikey’s bed, brushes his short dark hair back and touches his cheek. Contacts. He needs them to anchor him back into the here and now after a nightmare. She asks if there was monsters in his dream, and if he defeated them. He says he did but that she should open his closet so that he can check. She recognizes Lincoln’s touch; she wonders if advice about opening doors and facing monsters in order to crumble them into dust will live through generations of Burrows-Scofield-Tancredi children.

She thinks it’s a sane policy. Facing whatever needs to be faced.

She reaches out for the door and snags it open. No monsters in there, except for a couple of ugly stuffed animals that Mikey loves more than reason – another example of Lincoln’s touch.

She knows Michael is watching; he’s lurking in the golden shadow of the hallway, right outside of Mikey’s bedroom. In that situation, he always does. She can feel his eyes on her; on Mikey too, sure, but mainly on her. They stroke her legs and her back and burn her shoulders and the nape of her neck in the most pleasant way. He never steps inside the room. With the passing months and years, he’s caught up on many things he’d missed, but this, the post-nightmare comfort, is hers alone.

Maybe because he still has too many nightmares of his own.

“Do you want the night-light on?” she asks Mikey.

He shakes his head no with determination and, you see, this is something he doesn’t share with his Daddy. When Daddy wakes up in the dark because of a nightmare, he likes to keep a single dim light on.

* *

Michael snakes an arm around her waist the second she passes the threshold of Mikey’s bedroom. Her hands come up and briefly rest on his shoulders before sliding up and curling around the back of his head. She pulls him down for a kiss. It’s a soft one, but he responds with slightly too much heat and eagerness for said kiss to remain nice and clean. He walks her backward towards their bedroom. In the process, he bumps her into a small console and apologizes profusely, all the while keeping up the kissing; and the petting too, his hands apparently graced with ubiquity: they seem to be on her hips, breasts, back, in her hair and under the waistband of her pajamas bottom at the same time.

“Do you want the night-light on?” she asks as they fall across their bed. She’s half-joking, half-serious and one hundred percent wanting an answer.

He nods, and explains, “No nightmare. I just want to...” Her tank top is off and he’s taking a step back and watching her with an awe that never gets old; maybe a bit embarrassing every now and then. But tonight, she lies back, stretches her arms above her head, shamelessly flaunts herself and grins.

* *

“Weren’t you supposed to be a hands-on dad and keep my spot in the bed warm when I have to get up in the middle of the night?” she says, her voice low and dripping with phony reproach.

The contrast between the still warm bed – no matter what she pretends – and the pleasantly cool air of the night is doing marvelous things on certain parts of her half-bare body. He comes closer, leans down, his fingers splayed on her hips, and her pajamas quickly join the discarded tank top at the foot of the bed.

“I’m working on warming it up again,” he assures her. He settles between her legs and lays massive amounts of heat upon her. She arches up into it, her eyes wide open and trained on his face – and lower too, by the way. “I’m a man who takes his word to heart.”

Current Mood: hungryhungry
Genevieve: au is the new canon by sezmsgenevieve on October 17th, 2010 11:09 am (UTC)
Thank you. Thank you a thousand times for keeping them alive and bringing them to life so vividly, I can see every moment of things playing out before my eyes. A beautiful gift, thank you so much.

P.S. Please tell Foxy that she's a doll and I got her little pressie and she needs to get that internet SORTED! :)
dani101: pic#48931746hugdani101 on October 18th, 2010 10:44 am (UTC)
Completely agree- couldn't say it better.:)
Clair de Lune: pb - michael saraclair_de_lune on October 18th, 2010 06:57 pm (UTC)
Happy you agree ;) Thanks a lot for reading and commenting!
Clair de Lune: pb - michael sara 3clair_de_lune on October 18th, 2010 06:56 pm (UTC)
Thanks a lot, Jen, I'm so glad you liked it. Wrong moment to whine that I miss theeeeem, I guess? ;) Anyway. Thank you. I hope the birthday went well *hugs*

I'll tell Foxy. I think her computer is still letting her online... when if feels like it ^_^
Genevieve: fall in love with an inmate by sezmsgenevieve on November 25th, 2010 11:40 pm (UTC)

Birthday was lovely, but RL continues to block the writing part of my brain. Le sigh. I miss this couple very much too, and you write them so very beautifully. It makes me happy. :)
Maz (or foxxy!): Moody Wenttuesdaeschild on October 20th, 2010 05:01 pm (UTC)
You're welcome, sweetheart. Since my last chin-wag with the tech guys The Boy (as he's known!) has been very good! I just hope he's not lulling me into a false sense of security!

SpunkyAR: Misa (Happy)spunkyar on October 18th, 2010 11:29 am (UTC)
That was so sweet. That is exactly how I picture little Micheal. Strong and smart from all the love and guidence he's recieved from his family. :) Also I love how you took that line about "keeping the bed warm" and made it all your own! Hehehe... ;)

Wonderful and thanks for sharing. :)

Lol!!!! So I read this yesterday and loved it, but I didn't have time to review. When I saw your name on PBfic, I just assumed it was the same story and I wrote my review to the wrong story. Opps!! ;) Did any of that make sense?
Clair de Lune: pb - michael sara 2clair_de_lune on October 18th, 2010 06:57 pm (UTC)
With Mom, Dad, Uncle Linc and Uncle LJ, we can assume Michael Jr. would be well looked after, wouldn't he?
The "keeping the bed warm" line screamed for fic. Amazingly, I managed to make it sweet rather than smutty ;)

LOL. So I guess this is why I got two review notifications, but can only see one comment? You deleted one? Or is pbfic.net just messing with me? It's my fault, anyway: I'm lazy and really, really behind with my posting on pbfc.net, and the drabble I posted over there yesterday was an old one :-p

Thank you for commenting and doing it on the right story *g*
The depressed optimist: PB - Hand on Head Blessinglizparker6 on October 18th, 2010 09:41 pm (UTC)
Clair de Lune: pb - michael sara 2clair_de_lune on October 19th, 2010 07:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you :D
missmarple8: MiSamissmarple8 on October 19th, 2010 01:07 pm (UTC)
Aww, I really loved this, every little bit. ♥
Clair de Lune: pb - michael saraclair_de_lune on October 19th, 2010 07:58 pm (UTC)
Thanks a lot, I'm glad you enjoyed it :)
Maz (or foxxy!): Kneeling Michaeltuesdaeschild on October 20th, 2010 05:02 pm (UTC)
I really, really love this universe! Angsty Michael, yes, but in the bosom of his family, just as he should be. :)
Clair de Lune: pb - michael saraclair_de_lune on October 21st, 2010 06:24 pm (UTC)
I know! Yes, forget humility ;) Yay for bittersweet endings or aftermaths!
Thanks, Foxy *hugs*