Wish I Had Time For Complicated

97. I Don't Want To Run Away

Song: "the scientist" coldplay,slowed

"Hey" Michael greeted Sara with a gentle smile when she entered the loft and his soft blue eyes watched as Blue ran to the doc,wiggling her tail and jumping around in excitement as Sara leaned down a bit to pet her.

By her somber expression,tight lipped smile and red eyes Michael could clearly say that the meeting with Frank didnt go well.And by the thought of it he both got angry and sad.Sara did nothing to deserve the way her father was treating her and the engineer was ready to beat his ass, Sara's dad or not.

"Come here,baby"

his voice was soft as he left the mail he was holding on his coffee table and went to hug Sara tightly,burying his nose in her slightly tangled but so good smelling hair.His heart was breaking as he held this incredibly strong woman that was now shaking slightly in his arms.

"Look at me...hey"

he gently pulled her up by her chin,watery copper eyes meeting his ocean worried ones.There were so many bad words he wanted to scream at Frank Tancredi at that exact moment,but the only thing from stopping him was Sara.His precious Sara.And the sad helpless expression on her face. She seemed like a little kid that had just found out that she had no present waiting for her under the Christmas tree.

"He'll never change"

Sara hiccuped quietly,trying not to cry but the breakdown was bound to come.Years and years of holding it all down.But she felt safe with Michael,she felt less sad now as she accepted his warmth and embrace.Her safe harbor.If it hadn't been for him,Sara would have continued on living this boring normal life.But he helped her to become her true self,he helped her become the best and most honest version of herself.He taught her what real love was and she'd be nothing without him.Michael completed her.

Michael didn't know what to say to that.He really didn't. He wanted to say to her that her father would change and wouldn't forever be such a dick,but why hide the reality with elusive lies that would only temporarily heal the wound in the heart.He himself had been there before and he knew that hearing what he wanted to hear wasn't what was real.

"We'll run away,love.We'll forget everything. This is good for us,I promise"

His bigger palm went to caress her damp cheek,his orbs glinting with sorrow for his woman.But there was hope too.Hope that one day he'd help her completely heal,he hoped to help this broken small girl that still lived inside this woman's heart.He wanted to set her free,so Sara could finally be at peace with herself.

"I don't want to run away,Michael.I just,I want to...I want to take back time.If I only...if I only could have"

Sara mumbled hoarsely, remembering a time when everything for her was right.When she was happy. When Grace was there.But time can't be taken back,old mistakes can't be fixed and the past would of always been the same anyways.That was more depressing.

"It was none of your fault Sara.You can't change anything,but you can learn to live with it and make great things out of your sorrow.We'll get through this together, I promise you, love. I'm here for you, always and forever."

His whispers were one of comfort as his huge palm went up and down her slouched back.He didn't really know if things would get better or worse,but he knew one thing for certain.He wasn't leaving Sara Tancredi's side till the day he died.It was a fucking ride or die.He was there for the good and the bad.

They had both been broken and maybe god had made their paths cross because they were one another's savior. They were meant to be.To heal and love each other.

"I tried so many times,love.I wasn't all perfect too,but he's just being cruel"

Sara cried out softly,the hot tears streaking down her gorgerous but pale face.Enough was enough. She was done trying to fix something she had never broken in the first place.In the end of February she was gonna get on that damned plane to New York and live her best of best life with Michael.Free of the claws of Chicago,of her father and her past.The needles,the men,the bails out of jail,the damn wedding.Free of everything.Finally...

"You know I could go and talk with him.Maybe he'll try to understand"

At Michael's request Sara let out a bitter laugh,the image of Michael and Frank getting along was distant and unfamiliar, probably never likely to happen.What a sad reality.Why would Frank want to be good to her once?It just wasn't in his nature.

"I don't want you to get tangled in this,believe me you don't need it"

She replied lowly,her throat dry,but at least Michael's comforting touch and warmth were calming enough to stop her shaking and crying.God,what would she do without him.

"I'd do anything for you,Sara.I'd even murder for you.All you gotta do is ask"

At that Sara couldn't help the small giggle that escaped her thin dry lips.Even if he was being dead serious, she needed to laugh at his words for some reason,knowing he meant everything.

"I know"

was her short response as she nestled back into his chest,laying her head there and hearing his wild heartbeat as the twinking lights of Chicago reflected in her hazel watery eyes.And so they just stood there,by the big window of his living room,hugging one another as Blue laid in their feet,snoring quietly.It was them against the world now.

Yes,I know my chapters have been so short lately,but there's just one or mostly two chaps left before part III begins,so yea.Bear with me for a bit more.