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This is my first fanfic so go easy on me! I tried my beat and this is all i could come up with! So review and tell me if i did good...


Panama, In Sona..

As soon as they uncuffed him he knew that something was wrong. He looked at the guard in confusion. The guard was too busy putting the cuffs away. Then a few words came out of his mouth "this is as far as we go", and after that sentence Michael knew that this wasn't going to be easy. He tried his best not to get thrown in but he only had the strength of one and there were two guards. So Michael was plunged into the darkness. He stood up and wiped the dirt off his trousers. Ahead of him was just darkness. Michael began to walk through the darkness when he finally reached a bit of light. That's when he saw it all. The prisoners were out of their cells, well there were no cells to begin with! Michael continued to walk down the hallway, noticing the many looks he received from the prisoners. But Michael couldn't care less, he just pulled his blue hoodie on tighter as he walked on. Finally Michael reached the end of the hallway. He opened the doors to the yard and stepped out of the dark, repulsive hall. He sighed as the rain fell onto him, giving him a sense of freshness. This was definitely not like Fox River, there were no rules nor regulations. Michael didn't like it one bit, he knew that it was just going to get harder. Oh well better him then Sara, he sighed as he thought of her. Her auburn hair, her hazel eyes, those pale pink lips. She was the woman of his dreams and he had just lost her. Michael felt a teardrop roll down his face, he wiped it away with his hand. Now was not the time to cry, it was the time to fight back. He looked around the yard and spotted some benches. He strode over and sat down, they were a bit wet but that didn't matter. Michael pulled his knees up and rested his feet on the edge of the bench. He rested his head on top of his knees and concentrated on his vision on Sara and him being happy. It was the only thing that kept him going. The more he thought about Sara, the more determined he was to get out of this place. He had given up a lot for his brother and he wasn't going to throw that all away now. No way, Michael Scofield was a survivor and he would do anything to survive a place like this. Michael opened his eyes and began to scan the yard. It was time he planned his escape.

The Streets Of Panama...

Sara walked through the streets of Panama holding onto her bag. It was dusty and hot and Sara wasn't in the mood for either. She walked through the crowd trying to think of what had happened. It was all a really big blur to be honest. All she remembered was firing the gun and then running, after that all she could think of was the fact that Michael was taken from her. Sara had just come out from the police station, she had tried to explain the real story to them but they didn't believe her. They just thought that it was cute that she was trying to save her boyfriend. Michael was more than a boyfriend for her. Sara sighed as she sat down for a moment, she tried to catch her breath and think everything through. Sara looked in her purse and fund a reasonable amount of money, it would have to do. Sara needed to find a place to stay, she stood up and began to walk again. She tried to not to think of Michael but her thoughts always ended up going back to him. Sara wanted to be strong but right now all she could think of doing was crying. She had let him down, he was in some kind of jail because of her. As Sara walked she thought of a lot of questions. Where was he? How was he? Was he thinking of her? Or was he already beaten to a pulp? Sara knew that Michael wasn't that good at making friends but she didn't want to fear the worst. One thing she had learnt from Michael was to be strong. He had always been strong, no matter what happened. Sara sighed and trying to gather herself together. Now was not the time for gulit it was the time to take action. Sara was so caught up in her thoughts, she didn't hear Lincoln calling her name. Sara wondered off into the crowd taking her thoughts with her.

On The Other Side Of The Road...

"Sara! SARA!" Lincoln tired to call out for her but she couldn't hear. He sighed and looked down trying to gather all his strength. Once he looked up she was gone, lost in the crowd.

"SARA!" He cried out again hoping that she would reappear. But no such luck, she was most definitely gone. Lincoln began to walk along the street trying to find a place to sit. He found a bench and sat down, he ran his hand over his head and tried to think. He went over what had happened. There was that Chinese dude Kim and he had a gun to Lincoln. Michael was about to shoot him but someone else got to it first. He remembered seeing Sara with the gun looking scared. Then all he had heard was the sirens and the sound of footsteps. The last he had seen of Micheal was when he separated from the couple. Lincoln buried his head into his hands. What was he going to do? And where was Michael? He wasn't with Sara so that meant that either they had been separated or Michael had been caught. Lincoln sighed and tried to think of what to do. What would Michael do? He asked himself. Lincoln took his head out of his hands and felt someone looking down at him. Lincoln looked up to see someone he never knew he would find.

"Well, well, well who do we have here? Link the sink all on his lonesome!" Lincoln looked the person in the eye and stood up.


Well there's the first chapter for you...read and review please!