Disclaimer: I do not own "Prison Break" or any of its characters. Brett Rattner, Paul Schuering and all of the other executive producers do. I only own Elisabeth Webster, Olivia Webster, Lorena Haskell, and other names that do not seem familiar.

Chapter 1

It was a few months after Lincoln's supposed execution, which was breached, for new evidence of his innocence. Because of that, the days in Fox River were getting more and more edgy as they had gone by. But, on a particular day, all of the inmates were awaiting the arrival of about 150 female prisoners from the Chicago State Penitentiary. These female prisoners were the most unruly in Chicago State, and had to be sent to Fox River, to be "tuned up." In Fox River, they would stay in the new wing that was constructed for them.

Michael Scofield, the prisoner who was trying to get himself, his brother, and a few other inmates out of Fox River, was standing by the fence, with his cellie and best friend, Fernando Sucre.

"Do you think that any of these gashleys will interfere with the plan?" Sucre asked Michael.

"Let's hope not." Michael then gasped and noticed that a woman about his age walked off of the last bus. She had light brown skin, black hair, brown eyes, and a body to rival a model's.

"What is it?" Sucre asked, looking worried.

"I know that girl who was last to get off."

"What is her name?"

"It's Elisabeth, but everyone calls her Elise. We have been friends ever since we had been about 5 years old. I wonder what she is in for?"

Michael walked down the fence and headed inside. He walked to where the women were being signed in and saw Elise at the end of the line. She held herself in a lackadaisical manner, but he knew that it was her. She felt someone looking at her and turned in Michael's direction, and smiled. He smiled back to her, thankful that she had remembered who he was. He then walked up to her.

"What are you here for?"

Elise had a husky voice, but it had a hint of sexiness in it, and it flowed like a gentle brook.

"Prostitution and Aggravated Assault on a police officer, actually two." She smiled at the end of her sentence and looked at him. Her smile faded as she stared at him. "I was with the wrong crowd of people, I guess. I thought that they cared about me, but I now know that they don't."

Michael looked at her with sympathy, before hearing Bellick yell at him.

"I got to go. I'll speak to you, later."

Elise looked at him, nodded, and went up to the desk. The C.O. told her her vital information while she was in Fox River.

"Elisabeth Webster…your number will be 94100, and your cell # is 25 in the women's wing."

Elise nodded, giving the Bellick a dirty look before stalking off to the women's wing.