Origami ( Michael Scofield )

1. Pilot

"Olivia can you please take over the patient that's waiting in the other room? I got my hands full."

Sara stated as she smiled at me apologetically, while handing over the prisoner's files. I smile back and took the file.

"No problem."

"Thank you! You're a life saver!" She claimed, as I laught. As Sara went to tend the other prisoners, I bagen scanning the file of the patient I'm assigned to.

"Michael Scofield." I read out the name. Type 1 diabetes huh?

I walk inside the room and saw this quite attractive man with piercing blue eyes waiting for me. I smile at him and he smiled back at me.

"Hi. Are you ready?"

"As I ready as I can be." He chuckles at me.

I prepared the insulin that I needed to use on him and other supplies. Took a seat infront of him.

As I applied the insulin, I couldn't help but observed his tattooos. They look mesmerizing but fresh. So I started a conversation with that.

"Tattoo looks fresh." I commented glancing on the tattoos. Taking out the needle from his arm and put a cotton on the area.

"All done." I murmured and place the syringe on the tray.

"I guess, being a diabetic, you don't mind needles?" I added.

Michael smiled back at me. I couldn't help but notice how charming this man is for an inmate. Well. I learned over my years of experience, everything is not as what it seems. The favorite quote of my dad.

"I'm Michael, by the way." He blurted out as he keeps on smiling at me.

I nodded. And look down on his files. "Scofield. I read your report." And starts filling out the form.

"And you are..." Michael stated.

"Dr Krantz will do." I look up at him and look back down on his files. Not really comfortable in mentioning my last name.

"Krantz like the general? You're not related, are you?"

I ignored him, not really comfortable in talking about my relation with my dad. I heard him chuckled slightly.

"Wouldn't think you'd find the daughter of the General Jonathan Krantz working at a prison. A doctor, no less."

My father was known as a very strict and scary man throughout the country. And many knows not cross lines with my father. I sigh and look back the blue eyed man, and force a smile at him.

"I believe in being part of the solution, not the problem." I answered back and looking back down on his files.

"Be the change you want to see in the world." Michael stated again. Making me look up to him inquisitively.

"What?" He asked as he catches my stare. I shook my head and glance back down at the file again with a smile. Not wanting to make the moment any more awkward as it is.

"Nothing, that was just my senior quote." I answered him.

"That was you? This whole time I was thinking it was Gandhi." Michael acted shock.

I couldn't help but laught at him. "Very funny. Sit tight. Put direct pressure on that, I'll be back in a sec."

I stood up from my chair avoiding eye contact with the man. Men like him with looks and plays charmingly is dangerous and I wouldn't want to get mixed up with.

"You ok?" Sara asked me as I scan Scofield's file.

"Yeah. I'm good."

"Michael looks charming doesn't he?" She teased me.