A/N: This is not a MiSa story

Dangerous Encounters:

It was after the escape, a moment that needed to be done. Michael Scofield and Lincoln Burrows were on the run and went their separate ways from the others that escaped with them. News of the escape, got all over the news quickly and soon a nationwide manhunt was on the way.

Traveling on foot first and then hopping on a train unnoticed. Michael knew where he wanted to go, but getting there was not going to be easy. Michael and Lincoln got off the train at a stop, again unnoticed.

" Follow me," Michael said to Lincoln.

" Where are we going?" Lincoln asked.

" I have a car waiting," Michael said," It's going to get us to Utah and Westmorland's money.

On the way, they didn't expect to see anyone, but they saw a young girl by the road kicking at a car.

" Stupid car," Michael heard her say.

The girl went around to the driver's side and sat down, but then got up again. Michael and Lincoln went near where she was.

" We can't stop," Lincoln said.

" Maybe we can help her and get her on the way," Michael said," We can't leave her out here alone."

" Helping someone you don't know could be a disaster," Lincoln told him.

Michael went up to her.

" Do you need help?" Michael asked.

The young lady turned around startled.

" I didn't mean to scare you?" Michael said.

" Stay away," the girl said," Leave me alone or..."

The young lady then took off her sunglasses and looked at him. Michael looked at her and swore he knew her.

" I don't believe it," the girl said," Michael."

Michael then remembered.

" What's going on?" Lincoln asked.

Michael didn't know what to say.

" Michael," the girl said," What are you doing out here?"

" Becca," Michael said," What are you doing out here?"

Becca looked at him and then she noticed Lincoln.

" Now I get it," Becca said," You did escape."

Michael went up to her, but Becca backed away.

" Don't," Michael said," It's why you're here."

Becca shook her head.

" Why did I agree to this?" Becca said," You didn't know I existed."

" Your brother was my best friend," Michael told her.

Becca shook her head," I can't do this," she said," You need to go back. Now."

Michael didn't know what to do. This was a part of his plan it had to work or disaster would occur.

" Please," Michael said," You still have the car?"

Becca shook her head.

" Then we need to get going," Michael said," We need to get to Utah?"

Becca shut the top.

" You need your head examined," Becca said," I am so scared you are going to get yourself killed."

Michael went up to her.

" Give me the keys," Michael said to her.

Becca handed him the keys and Lincoln looked at him.

" Don't worry Linc," Michael said," Everything is fine."

" Not with her it's not," Lincoln said.

" Then I'll stay here," Becca said," Take this car to Utah."

" I need the other car," Michael told her," Now get in."

Becca went to the car. Before she got in, she looked at Michael.

" What?" Michael said.

" Nothing," Becca said," I'm on a dangerous position, but I did agree to this and getting out of it isn't easy."

" Shut up and get in," Michael said," We can talk at the house."

" Who says I want to talk to you?" Becca said," We'll go to the house, you'll get your car and leave me alone and then send me what you promised."

The ride back was in total silence. Becca told Michael where to go. The house they ended up at was away from the main roads and nobody else was around.

Becca got out of the car and ran up to the door.

" Becca," Michael said walking faster.

Becca opened the door.

" Now get inside," Becca said," Please."

Michael and Lincoln went inside and Becca shut the door.

" Now what?" Lincoln asked," What happens now?"

Michael sat down," We wait," he answered," We need to relax a moment."

Becca looked at them.

" You two need to get out of here as soon as possible," Becca told them," I can't do this anymore. The car is in the garage, where you left it."

Becca began to walk away, but Michael stopped her.

" Let go of me Michael," Becca said," Now."

Michael let go and looked into her sad brown eyes.

" I'm sorry," Michael said," I need to ask something else of you."

" You know I won't tell," Becca said," You have my word."

Becca then walked away and into the kitchen. Lincoln looked at him.

" What is it with Becca?" Lincoln asked him.

Michael got up.

" Michael," Lincoln said.

Michael didn't know what to say.

" How do you know her?" Lincoln asked.

" Her brother was a good friend of mine," Michael answered," When I first met Becca, she was 12."

Lincoln didn't know what to think.

" So she's 7 years younger then you," Lincoln said," Why get her involved?"

Michael looked at his brother," I didn't have much of a choice," he said," Becca showed up at the wrong time."

" You mean you ran into her at the wrong time," Lincoln said.

Michael went into the kitchen where Becca was. Michael looked at her. Becca Maitland was not all glamorous, but she did decide to help.

" Hey," Michael told her," You have nothing to fear."

" I know," Becca said," Afterall my brother knew you better then me. Are you hungry?"

Michael didn't say a word, but felt that Becca was hiding her fear and that worried him.