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This Fanfiction is set to continue from what is debated to be the season 3 finale (episode 13, The Art of the Deal).

If anyone has any requests that they would like to see me include please feel free to PM me or email me . I will carefully consider all requests and I will probably include most that I get providing that they are not too far-fetched and that I can think of a way to incorporate it into the storyline .

I welcome all ideas as I want as many people to enjoy this as possible, not just me. Also I am sure you guys have thought of some amazing twists for season 4.

Sorry there is so much writing and not a lot of action in this chapter. I just wanted to set the scene and bring everyone inside the minds of the characters to let you all know what state of mind there were in as I feel it is important to the story.

Prison Break- Turning a corner

The sweltering sun sat high in the midday sky, making it a hot day on Panamanian soil.

Michael gripped the steering wheel tightly, a mixture of tears and sweat dripping down his drained cheeks.

Michael had only ever had one opportunity to let go of his emotions in the past few months, and this was his second chance.

So many people had suffered because of his actions and that was something he had never learnt to live with. But every time he dared to imagine what they did to Sara, it felt like he had been stabbed with a sharp knife. She was the one person outside of his family who he truly connected too. The one person who truly knew him, and how his mind worked. The short time he knew her felt like a lifetime. He could never forgive himself for what he had done to her. Not only was he indirectly responsible for her tragic, cruel and totally undeserving death, but he had made the last few months of her life sheer hell.

Michael bit his bottom lip hard, he squinted his eyes to release the heavy layer of fresh tears that had formed in his exhausted eyes. He felt totally broken; he had so many mixed emotions inside of him that he didn't know how to deal with. He had always managed to contain his feelings until now, but his life hadn't made sense in a long time and he felt totally lost. When he started to develop feeling for Sara, way back when things still made sense, he started to feel a sense of belonging again. But now that she was gone he felt like things would never make sense again.

Michael knew that he would never of considered doing what he was on his way to do even after he learnt of 'The Company's' actions concerning his family. But he just couldn't comprehend what they had done to Sara. He had never felt the urge to kill before, and in the past he knew when he had time to think about what he was doing, his conscience would come in to play. But not this time, when he wasn't thinking of the break or the well-being of all people involved, the anger he felt towards those responsible for Sara's death was bubbling to the point that it scared him. It was an emotion that he could never let anyone see, especially Lincoln. He knew that Linc would be a voice of reason and try to make him see sense, but Michael knew that his desire to take the life of the Woman responsible for taking that of his sole-mate was not going to go away. He wanted to inflict the pain that 'The Company' had inflicted on him and his loved ones back onto them, and for them to know that he was doing it.

Michael's horrific experiences had left a severe and permanent mark on him. He was no longer the stable and level headed man who walked into Fox River months before. He now had even more gray areas than before, everything he had thought he was had been destroyed the moment he raised a gun to the back of Susan B back in Panama only hours before. What scared him the most is that he had every intention of pulling the trigger and letting her know exactly who was responsible, and that he still had every intention of executing that plan.

He wiped his once again tear filled eyes with his sleeve and pushed his foot harder on the throttle. His anger now over-taking the pain he felt. Dust from the road was propelled into the air as the wheels of the car sped up. Michael continued to speed the car up as his impatience to get to his destination increasing grew. He drove in silence, Sara's paper flower resting delicately on his knee.

Elsewhere Lincoln also had mixed emotions; he was elated just to be in the same room as his son and to know that he was safe. But he had become increasingly concerned for Michael since he arrived at Sona and even more so since he got out. He didn't want to imagine what he was now capable of.

He wanted to go after him but things weren't that simple. He had seen the look in Michael's eyes before he had left. He hadn't seen that look since they were back in Fox River before Michael was sent to the Psych Ward and it was a look he hoped that he would never have to see again. It scared him, it was like

Michael wasn't there, it was total blankness. It scared Lincoln to see his brother so unresponsive and not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are we gonna do about uncle Mike?, I mean is he ok?" L.J. asked eagerly.

Lincoln didn't avert his gaze from what was outside of the window; he didn't want L.J. to see the worry in his eyes. But he knew he owed him some sort of explanation.

"Yeah, of course, we are just going to have to find him, and find out what he is planning" Lincoln replied slowly, thinking carefully about each word before he said it. L.J. could tell that his dad was not being entirely straight with him.

"Dad, I'm not stupid, after everything, I can tell when something is up." L.J. protested "Uncle Mike's not o.k. is he?" Lincoln felt his heart sink, with everything that had been going on, and the fact that he hadn't seen L.J. an awful lot meant that he hadn't realized how much his son had grown up.

"I'm Sorry L.J., I was just trying to protect you from the worry that I am experiencing right now, but I guess you're right; you're a man now huh?" Lincoln explained.

"Well I have had to grow up fast I guess, these past few months. Please just tell me." L.J. pleaded as he began to get worried and impatient.

"I just didn't like what I saw before your uncle took of", Lincoln paused, trying to think of a way of telling L.J. the truth whilst causing the least amount of worry possible. "Since the whole thing with Sara he's been….well….he's been different. I can't explain it. He just seems half the person he was, like a part of him died with Sara. And I have never seen him look at anyone the way he looked at Susan yesterday, I mean, it was scary."

L.J. swallowed hard, he had heard about his uncles Psych record and he knew that he had a problem blocking stuff out, he realized that his uncle could be in danger of causing some serious harm to those responsible for Sara's death and therefore damaging himself.

"What do you think he is going to do?" L.J. questioned reluctantly

"I really don't know, but I don't want to give him the chance to do it. He could never have taken a life up until now, and although that bitch may deserve it, I don't want him to be the one to do it. I don't know what it would do to him. He may feel the need to avenge Sara but it's not in his nature to kill, I don't think he could take the fact that he had taken a life, despite the fact she killed Sara."

"So…..you think we should get to her first?' L.J thought out loud.

"That's exactly what I'm saying" Lincoln replied, his expression totally blank, "I'm gonna have no problems killing that evil bitch for what she's done to Michael, let alone Sara. Then I'm going after the rest of them."

A loud roar rang out from inside the walls of Sona and the guards were doing their best to ignore it.

"Shouldn't we go and check that out?" one of the guards suggested to his colleague

"Nah, let the animals sort themselves out" he replied with a grin forming on his face.

Inside the walls the noise was significantly magnified; T-bag had caused quite a scene. Since announcing the death of Lechero and proposing that all inmates were equal he had seemed to have become very popular with the cons. In his own sly way, by letting them think that he was suggesting that there was no leader, he had given himself leader status and earned the respect of them all.

They all began to chant his name and T-bag was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Sucre could only sit in a corner and watch as his worst fears were realized. The worst prison in existence just got a hell of a lot worse and he knew immediately that this was a place in which he could not last long. He always managed to put on a front at Fox River but this was beyond all comprehension. These men were animals, and Sucre knew that he was too soft to fit into a place like this. He also knew that Sona was not a place that you left once you were there. The only two things he could think of was how the hell he was going to survive in such a slum and his family on the outside. He knew that all he was going to have was time. Time to think things over and he would go crazy thinking about everything he was missing with Maricruz and how it was possible that he would miss the birth of his child.

He had heard from Lincoln what Sona was doing to Michael and what it was like there. Shivers ran down his spine as he realised that T-bag had obviously destroyed any sense of authority that ever existed.

On the outside Alex (Mahone) was a wreck, he knew he had to do something to make his life right again, and to make up for the lives he had taken and ruined; He really thought this was his chance, but it didn't make what he was doing any easier.

He had been without his pills ever since he arrived at Sona and he needed them now more than ever, but he knew that he had to keep a clear head and not ruin things like last time.
He never wanted to hurt anyone in the first place, he was just doing what he had to do to protect his family. It made it easier for him that he was dealing with Criminals the first time round, and at the time he truly believed that they were all terrible people who were a danger to society, but the time he had spent around Michael in Sona had made him realise that he was a gentle and totally selfless person. He believed that he owed Michael majorly and he wanted to do what he could to make his life easier after seeing the pain he was going through with the loss of Sara.

He knew what he was doing was dangerous and could even get him killed but he wanted his life to turn a corner and he believed that he could learn a lot from Michael, and learn to do what is right, not what is best for him.

The moment Whistler approached him about joining the company he knew that it was an opportunity he couldn't pass up; he was confident that 'The Company' would not suspect that he was planning to help bring them down, as they knew he was all too aware of what they were capable of, and how he used to feel towards Michael.

He felt that this would give him the chance he needed to help Michael all he could, but first he knew that he had to find him...

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