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13 July 2010 @ 12:06 am
Prison Break Slash Fiction: "Palm Trees And Peppermint Promises" (Michael/Lincoln, PG)  
Title: Palm Trees And Peppermint Promises
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Michael/Lincoln (Slash, Schmoop)
Rating: PG
Summary (Paradise Universe): Michael plans the perfect first Christmas for Lincoln in their new home, but reality isn't paying attention.
Author's Notes: A little belated something for tuesdaeschild's birthday, shaped by the schmoop_bingo prompt of "holiday, one person sick" and fanfic100 ("Writer's Choice- First Holiday").

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"How bad is it?" Lincoln asked.

Michael opened his eyes blearily. "I'm afraid if I move, my head'll fall onto the floor. Feels like it weighs a hundred pounds."

"Aspirin?"

"Might set off the dynamite." Michael coughed, and grimaced as it rebounded right up through his skull. "Okay," he relented.

"Changed your mind?"

"Yeah." He winced as Lincoln's footsteps thudded across the floor. Everything was ten times louder than usual—the two birds squawking outside the house were this close to becoming tomorrow's dinner if they didn't shut up already.

Dinner…

Michael suddenly remembered that he'd forgotten to turn on the oven for the roast. He tried to get up, which sent jackhammers pounding through his head, and he couldn't quite hold in a yell.

"Michael!" Lincoln rushed to his side and eased him back down onto the bed. "What the hell were you doing?"

"The oven," Michael mumbled. "Forgot to start it. The roast cooks for hours."

Lincoln stroked Michael's forehead, his touch cool and soothing. "I don't think dinner's in your future," he said. "Not today."

"But it's Christmas!" Michael protested. "Our first Christmas since we left Fox River. And it's the first one in this house."

"I know," Lincoln said, his smile as gentle as his voice. "And that makes it special all by itself. I'm just sorry you're not feeling better."

"I guess you're right," Michael muttered. "Being here together is what really counts. But I had all these plans!"

Lincoln laughed, and kissed Michael feather-light and sweet. "You always do."

"So I'm stuck here in bed all day, is that how it's going to be?"

Lincoln lay down next to him and leaned up on an elbow. "I thought I'd make a fire, maybe put a movie on, and help you get settled in the living room. How does that sound?"

"Not too bad, actually," Michael admitted.

"And if you're really good, I'll even make tea."

Michael looked at him suspiciously. "You hate tea."

"Exactly." Lincoln got up again, his movements slow and careful. "You ready now?"

Michael felt like he'd already been in bed forever. The sofa would definitely be an improvement. "Sure, why not."

They made their way into the next room, and Michael lay down and waited for the world to stop spinning while Lincoln brought pillows and a blanket.

"So you were going to make a roast?" Lincoln asked. "Like Mom's?"

"Except for the part about burning it." Because that was the one thing their mother had never been able to cook, though she tried every year. Her optimism never waned—facts meant nothing once she set her sights on a goal.

Chinese food and the smell of scorched beef were longstanding Christmas traditions for Michael and Lincoln too.

Lincoln left and came back with some water and aspirin. "What else?"

"I actually thought about egg rolls and kung pao chicken, but the only place I know of is two hours away and they're closed today. So I was going to stick with baked potatoes and tangerines and eggnog."

Lincoln wrinkled his nose.

"Not all at the same time," Michael amended. "Couldn't really figure out dessert, though. I'm still not used to this climate. Were you serious about the fire?"

"I thought I was. Feels kind of warm already, though."

Michael couldn't help smiling, even with a sneeze threatening to break loose.

"What?"

"This is some Christmas, with me getting sick and the weather closer to surfing than skiing…" The sneeze happened anyway, and it still caught Michael by surprise.

"Yeah?" Lincoln said. He handed Michael a tissue and tucked the blanket up around him. "I don't really miss the snow, and I definitely don't miss the cold. Chicago's winters got pretty brutal sometimes."

"True," Michael admitted.

"I like the beach, though," Lincoln went on. "And I really like being here with you. I never thought I'd live to see the outside of Fox River again, let alone make it here. I'm glad we did."

Michael looked up at him, at the happiness in Lincoln's eyes. "Even if it means giving up the perfect Christmas dinner followed by sex in front of a fire?"

"In the long run, absolutely," Lincoln said. He sat down in front of the sofa and leaned back, his head close to Michael's.

"Besides, you can't stay sick forever. We've been making our own rules for a long time now. So who says we can't celebrate Christmas a few days late?"

Michael smiled hazily, warmed by the whole idea. Now that was a plan he could work with.


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Maerhysmaerhys on July 14th, 2010 01:04 pm (UTC)
Yum! I am just reading PB and I have your entire backlist now! \o/
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on July 14th, 2010 05:04 pm (UTC)
Yay! There's a whole AU series behind this story (AU from canon, not AU as in "Whoo, Lincoln's a policeman!"), though many of the stories I wrote are canon-aligned.

But so many interesting characters (especially in S1), and the Michael/Lincoln is worth it all by itself, I think. *glee*
Maerhysmaerhys on July 14th, 2010 05:06 pm (UTC)
Awesome! Not like I need more fic to read but this pairing is really working for me lately. (I need another fandom? Um, no. I am ignoring common sense.)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: DominicSexyhalfshellvenus on July 14th, 2010 05:49 pm (UTC)
but this pairing is really working for me lately.
Whoo-hoo!

I've liked a lot of other shows, and enjoyed fanfiction from several, but Prison Break and Supernatural were the two that really hit me big-- as the quantity of fics in both fandoms attests. :0

Plus, when I think of Lincoln I aways think of him more like how Dominic looks in the icon, though his "Blade Trinity" look (one of my other icons) is pretty hot too, and matches up pretty well with S2 Lincoln. MMmmm-mmmm-mmmmm. :D
Maerhysmaerhys on July 14th, 2010 06:01 pm (UTC)
Serious, they are just so pretty together it makes me swoon a bit. I definitely like this look on Dominic. Yum.

I loved season one and I am not sure why I didn't start watching again until last season but I am going to go through and watch all of the episodes during my blissful period of unemployment. I know it gets bad but I sat through all six seasons of Numb3rs so... nothing can be that bad.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Bladehalfshellvenus on July 14th, 2010 06:05 pm (UTC)
Season 1 was by far the best. S2 was really defocused (though there was more Kellerman!), and S3 was great crack-fodder.

I skipped S4, and I recommend the same. The show crapped all over its own canon in S4, to the point where nothing made sense and people started hating the characters and the producers. Mostly, only the diehard Michael/Sara fans hung in for S4 and the ending still made them angry anyway. Way to anhilate your entire audience over time! \o?

Here's the "Blade" icon as a sample of Stubble Lincoln (and his totally awesome chest. Rrrawr!)
Maerhysmaerhys on July 14th, 2010 06:08 pm (UTC)
Was season 4 the last season? If so I watched it and went bwah? A lot.

-fans self- I need to read more fic.....
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Bladehalfshellvenus on July 14th, 2010 06:15 pm (UTC)
S4 WAS the last season, where they brought a headless character back from the dead and rewrote Michael and Lincoln's past until it was stupid, and other dumb stuff. :( Except there was a really hot, evil black agent in the 2-hour premiere who was wall-to-wall handsome and had the voice of Smoooooth, and that's all I remember (I quit after that).

Like that Blade picture? I remember someone saying that she couldn't get past Drake's ridiculous clothes in that movie, and I thought, "CLOTHES? You noticed the CLOTHES? My hormones were too busy bouncing off the walls to get caught up on peripheral details like THAT."

;D
Maerhysmaerhys on July 14th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
Oh, Lord. Yes, I watched all of that season. The only think I liked was um, oh what's his name's ending. He got with his ex-partner at the very end. Yes, he was soooo hot. That actor is in a few things I like and he is always fine.

I remember watching the series finale and vowing that if Kripke ended SPN that way, it would be on between us.

Yeah, I am not looking at his clothes.... at all.