PB Fic - Align Ch XI & Epilogue

[becisvolatile]

Title: Align
Authors: volatile/becisvolatile
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Sara, Michael, Lincoln, Kellerman, Jane, LJ
Genre: Angst, Romance, Action
Summary: ‘If I let this go, Sara… I’ll have even less of you. Give me something.’
Chapter: XI & Epilogue
Disclaimer: Life is unfair. Tweeners die. I don’t own Prison Break or anything related to it. I don’t even own

Comments

[scribblecat]

I'm so proud. Gorgeous writing here.

You know the bits I like so I'll just be general and say that I really loved the Michael and Sara conversation, all of it. They get each other. And you made me *thud* and *flail* and then I *dies* twice.

Beautiful, the whole 'scene' and that storm, gosh that owned me.

Also the non hugging. Just such a Bec touch (or non touch) so funny. And long live the Megadeth shirt! ;)

That epilogue was disturbing and awesome and menacing. Gosh what a way to end things you evil genius.

Thanks for my rampant beastly manstaff thingy. Hmm. Might come in useful for Tarzan fic? ;)

[katefinn]

Holy Mother of Lord. I don't even know where to start, because that above? Was damn fine!

While reading, I could only think of a post of yours (correct me if my memory is serving me wrong), that writers only write ohmygod/that's-so-fucking-hot sex, because boy, you are one of those people and I couldn't be happier with your talent. Incredibly hot chapter! Made another boring day at work more berable. And fun!

On a not so shallow note, it's also a very raw, very powerful, very beautiful chapter. For both, Michael and Sara. It's touching without being sappy and their coming to terms with their feelings was absolutely satisfying.

Gotta say though, it was a bittersweet reading. I'm sad to see this story finishing (and with a bang, no less. Kellerman being alive and still on their tails was a master touch. Well done!), but I hope that also means we'll be getting a sequel really soon. If so, please, sign me in, because I want to be part of be ride.

And without further ado: Bravo!! Bravo!! *claps* Great story

[eugis]

I don't need to tell you what an amazing writer you are. But I'm going to say it again. What you do with words is just perfect.

All the Michael and Sara moments and the storm and their need fulfilled, beautiful. I loved it all, but this ‘It’s mutual need. An alignment of purpose and desire and… it’s not romantic, Sara. It’s love and it’s messy’ just owned me.

Michael’s only chance of getting laid in the near future.
It was the near future indeed -lol.

The epilogue, awesome.

Thanks Bec for sharing this ;)

[becisvolatile]

Thanks for commenting!

Near future... ongoing future... ever after. He was always going to get laid. I just settle for consummation and conclusion.

[bijoux83]

The sex was long awaited and believe me, very welcome. It was just the right amount of awkward, rushed and hot. There can hardly be angels singing when you're banging someone on the side of a road on the hood of a car. That's the one and only tiny little quibble I have. It's strange reading about two Americans doing it on a car bonnet.

But, what I loved even more were Jane and Sara. Up to the point where I was almost ready to declare they should just dump the brothers and go fight conspiracies and cheating husbands and dog snatchers on their own. Loved their discussion of everyone's place in the team. Michael, brains and moments of that overwhelming stupidity people call genius. Lincoln, ah… well he looks good in jeans so I’m sure that counts for something. Plus he’s the focus for a lot of this so regardless of his function he’s a part of it. You’ve got me, connections, resources and a stupid sense of responsibility and loyalty to their father...An emotional focus for Michael, also to use Lincoln’s oh-so-delicate phrasing, Michael’s

[bijoux83]

On more thing. I've mentioned two chapters back that I couldn't wait for a shouting match that what undoubtedly ensue when Michael found out what Sara did. The restrained anger and despair that you chose worked perfectly.

Oh crap, it didn't hit me until now that since my beloved MB is still alive, it means that somebody elses skull caught that bullit. RIP, innocent bystander.

[becisvolatile]

*headdesk* Bonnet? What was I thinking? *fixes*

Also? If Jane knew Linc's innermost thoughts?

I'm not sure if she'd swoon or kick his ass. Maybe both.

[modernthirst]

Niiiice. Unexpected sex location, but it totally worked.

Michael shifted on his feet, his hands lifting to cradle the back of his skull, Sara caught a glimpse of the purple and green bruised skin glowing viciously underneath the tattoo that stretched across his abdomen. He was so exposed standing with the rolling sky at his back, and his eyes dissolving with confusion.
This is so pretty! Oh, Michael.

Wow, for some reason I was thinking this fic had like 6 more chapters to go, but I think you ended it really well. Great stuff, I really enjoyed this one. Do you have any ideas for your next one?