Michael and Sara were my first love. And with the new series just around the corner, this is how i would like to see the season play out. My interpretation. Spoilers from the trailers included. Please let me know if you are interested and i will continue!

It was a bright spring day. Fresh. Tranquil. Blossom was on the trees and the grass was pure green. This was one of her few happy places. With her son playing soccer further down the yard, while she tended to her garden.

She was in her own world when a car door slammed, Jacob wasn't suppose to be home yet. Her brow furrowed. She looked down the yard to Mike as he was oblivious. She brushed herself down and started to walk to the front of the house. To her surprise her brother in law was walking up her driveway with an envelope. She removed her sunhat and adjusted her eyes to the light.

"Sara" he nodded and then came closer, enveloping her into a hug. She relaxed at his touch. She missed him being around. There for her and Mike.

"Lincoln" she responded as he pulled away. Looking at him was like looking at the past.

"I'm sorry i haven't been-" he started.

"-no is ok Lincoln" she stopped him right away. Both of them struggled after...it. She understood his pain, "Mike's out back. I know he'd love to see you"

Lincoln smiled, a true one. He rarely smiled. But when it came to his family, it always brought out a better, sweeter side to him. He then looked at the brown envelope in his hand, "There's something i need to show you"

Something in her stomach turned in knots. She hadn't felt this feeling in 8 years. Being on the run. Being chased. Scared for her life every day. Compared to that. She lead what she could call a very simple life now.

"Right. Come inside" she stated and he followed her inside.

They sat at the dining room table across from each other.

"T-Bag is out" were his first words.

Sara was surprised. How that man didn't get a life sentence she will never know, "He must have friends in high places" she then looked at Lincolns face. He didn't look at her, "how do you know this anyway?"

"He turned up at my house" came the response. Lincoln still held onto that envelope, and with each passing moment Sara got more and more on edge.

"Is he...are we in danger?" Sara asked. The last time she saw T-Bag was in the General's loft when...she didn't want to think about it.

Lincoln shook his head, "No...he's different somehow. He doesn't know where you and Mike are. I promise. But he told me something..." he caught his breath, and then he did look at her, "saying that Michael might be alive"

She couldn't believe it. Well coming from T-Bag she could, "That man is a liar Lincoln. Michael was sick...and he died. You know that Lincoln. He saved me and Mike. But you and i both know if he had lived, he wouldn't have made it many more months..."

He couldn't look at her, instead he slid the envelope over to her, "Then how do you explain that?"

She was never someone who shied away from anything, so instantly took the envelope and opened it. Inside was only a black and white photo. It looked like prison bars. Her stomach flipped. The outline of the person to the side of the photo looked familiar. But it couldn't be.

She instantly shook her head, "Hes playing with us. Tormenting us. Hes getting back at you for putting him back in Prison. Hes doctored this somehow" she was trying to be rational.

"I thought the same. Trust me. But that's not a new photo Sara. And look at the envelope" he pointed out.

She picked it up again and saw all the stamps, he eyes went up to Lincoln "Yemen?"

"T-Bag is smart to some degree, but he doesn't have a dollar to his name. There's no way he would have gone to so much trouble to have this sent from-"

"I know you want it to be true" she interrupted, tears forming in her eyes, "i want it to be true. But we've got to trust what we know" the thought of Michael being alive brought so many emotions. Surprisingly, the first was anger. If he was alive, where had he been all this time?

He shook his head, "There's only one way to find out"

Her eyes instantly went to his and her response was about to come when Mike entered the kitchen and spotted his Uncle.

"Uncle Linc!" he cried, running in to the dining room. Sara wiped the tears that had started to fall from her face. She didn't want Mike to see them.

"Hey buddy" Lincoln smiled, he got closer down to his level, "I've missed you. How have you been?"

Mike nodded, "Good. Are you staying a while?"

Lincoln looked up to Sara, "I can stay for a little bit, then I've got to get going. But i will be back, i promise" he ruffled his hair and Mike gave a sad smile.

Sara knew what he was going to do. And part of her wanted to do it too. But what if none of it was real?

"Mike, sweetheart why don't you get the yard ready. I'm sure your Uncle Lincoln would love to play some soccer with you before he leaves" Sara commented.

Lincoln nodded, "More of a football man myself. But of course i would"

"Great!" Mike smiled and ran back out in the yard.

"He looks more and more like him everyday-" Lincoln turned to her.

"Your really going to do this?" she asked him. Ignoring his comment. She knew Mike was starting to look like Michael. It gave her comfort. She truly had a piece of Michael with her. Just like he had told her. Tears formed in her eyes again.

"What would Michael do if the roles were reversed?" Lincoln responded with, "if that was you or me, he would tear the world down to find us. He's our family Sara. If hes alive. I'm finding him"

Sara let out a deep breath, "I don't want you to get your hopes up Lincoln" she then looked out into the yard and saw her son moving the ball around. Free and happy, "i don't want to let him down either. He's asked about him you know"

"He has?" Lincoln seemed proud and happy of this.

"You know i always made sure he knew who he was...but recently...its like he wants to know the person, behind his Fathers name. Before all he was a name and that tape. God i don't even have a proper photo of him" she shook her head, all she had was the internet, with his mug shots. There was no way she was showing Mike those. The tape was good enough. Speaking to her and their unborn child at the time. Mike was able to see the love Michael had for them, "What he doesn't realise is where to start" Sara let out a chuckle and so did Lincoln. Michael was so complex and she saw so many traits in Mike it scared her.

"You know i have to do this" Lincoln told her.

She nodded quickly, "Just be careful. And safe. Its so dangerous-"

"-I think i can handle it Sara" he smirked. Of course he could. If it was possible Lincoln had bulked up more since she saw him.

A sudden key in the door and Sara's stomach turned. Jacob and Lincoln in the same room was never pleasant. She met Jacob 4 years ago. Sweet, kind and laid back guy. No drama. She needed that. She needed stability for Mike. However Lincoln almost took on a big brother role. When Michael had died he was with her constantly. Looking out for them. When Jacob appeared Lincoln was automatically suspicious. Over time he saw he was no threat. He even called him boring. But they bickered over how to look after Mike. Slowly Lincoln retreated and didn't come over as much. When Jacob proposed, Sara wasn't in love. But she did like him. All she thought of was her son and what he needed. Not what she needed and Jacob was great with him. Lincoln didn't make it to the wedding, said it was a "prior engagement he couldn't get out of". That wasn't Lincoln and it wasn't true. But Sara understood. After the wedding he took her out to apologise. They both got drunk and Lincoln revealed his true feelings towards Jacob. He said he felt he had to be that way. She was Michael's wife and always would be. The women that had sacrificed so much for them both, he felt no one was good enough for her. Not after Michael. But Jacob was a nice guy. He knew that. He just couldn't see her with him after Michael.

Jacob entered the room and stopped when he spotted Lincoln.

"Well. Lincoln Burrows," he walked forward and put out his hand, "haven't seen you in what? Four years?"

Lincoln looked to Sara and for her sake put out his hand and shook Jacobs, "Something like that"

"Bet Mike was happy to see you" Jacob commented.

Already Sara could tell Lincoln was getting annoyed. Taking that as some sort of dig that he hadn't been around the last few years.

"He was Jacob. Lincoln was just about to play outside with him" that gave him his out.

Jacob turned and put his bag down and Lincoln mouthed 'thank you' and Sara gave him a smile as he left to play with his nephew.

"What's he doing here then? Does he need money or something?" Jacob asked turning back round to her.

Sara scoffed, "Don't do that. Please"

"What? Don't tell me the last time you saw him he didn't want a couple of bucks from you...you paid for your last dinner right? What's he doing now anyway? Mike doesn't need that influence-"

"Jacob, please stop" Sara knew Jacob got like this every time Lincoln was around. It was one of the reasons Lincoln stopped seeing them. Jacob had instant hostility towards him. Especially as he would mention Michael. She knew it wasn't fair on Jacob. That's why it was rare to see Lincoln now.

"I'm just looking out for Mike" he commented, "and you"

Sara sighed and came closer to him, "I appreciate that. I really do. But so am i. Lincoln is Mike's Uncle. He is my family. He looked after us for many years after Michael passed away" at the mention of his name Jacob shifted on the spot, "You just have to accept that"

Jacob nodded, "Your right. I'm sorry. I guess i just get jealous" he scoffed at himself, "its silly to get jealous over the life you previously had with this guy. But i shouldn't be. We've been together 4 years now" he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.

"I'll cook dinner for us all" She smiled and moved away from him. What if it was true? What if Michael was alive? Lincoln was right. They had to know.