Disclaimer: I don't own Prison Break, any of the characters and or parts of the plot. I am just making my own story, not making any money or publicity from it...
Author note: I just wanted to say that this is going to be the hardest of the fan fics for me to write. I didn't think when Killing Sara I killed one of the plot points in season 3, so I pretty much trying to feel out my own plot for this story after this point, I do still like using some of the cool quotes from the show. I really hope you like, and remember to Read and Review!
XoXo Emy
chapter 1
It was dark outside the window of our hotel room
It was dark outside the window of the hotel room. Being the time it was I rolled uncomfortably trying to get some kind of sleep.
Lincoln and I checked into The hotel Plaza de sol, later that day, now Lincoln was trying to finds ways of getting Michael out of prison.
It was only ten thirty, but I lie on the bed staring at the city lights. I had the air con up as much as I could, the night cooler than the day.
Wasn't that I didn't like Panama, I just wanted to be here to support Lincoln. When I first feel for Lincoln he was a death row inmate of Fox River, and now he is a free man, but his brother Michael was now the prisoner in Sona.
The reason he was there was so I could be free. I shot a man, who was going to try and kill Lincoln, but I shot him first, and I was the one who should be in prison, not Michael.
Finally when I drifted into some kind of sleep I felt a pair of hands lightly wrapping around me, and opening my eyes lightly I turn to see Lincoln.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." He whispered lightly brushing the hair from my face.
"Na its ok…" I replied rolling around to face him, watching his eyes in the darkness.
My hand lightly brushed down his cheek, and kissed him quickly. Lincoln laced his finger with mine touching his forehead on mine.
"I have to see someone in the morning, you'll be ok here." He said lightly brushing more of my hair from my face, and I smiled.
"Its fine, I mean I was thinking of going to get more clothes." I now hear his chuckle.
Rolling my eyes I then let out a small yawn, "I'm sorry just it's too hot here." I finally said feeling his finger running through down my spine.
"I know, but I promise I'll get this all sorted out." He now squeezed my hand lightly.
I didn't want to complain anymore feeling him pull me closer to his body, and as I hugged onto him, I knew I was going to have to be more understanding.
When waking up I still felt myself in Lincoln's arms and he stay sleeping deeply. I didn't want to disturb him, but then I moved slowly on the bed to head to the bathroom.
Lincoln's arms quickly snatch at my waist, he was wide awake staring at me lost.
"Where you going?" he asked sitting up while still holding onto me.
"I just need to use the bathroom…" I pointed to the door, and he let me go.
"Sorry just jumpy." He lay back down, and I leaned down kissing his forehead.
Lincoln smiled his hand reached up touching my face. "After today everything is going to be sorted out." He then lightly pulled my face to his kissing me gently letting me go. I moved back to him, and kissed him back feeling his fingers work into my hair making the kiss deeper.
Letting go I smiled to him, "That another day, I know you're going to get hold of L.J…" I smiled kissing his hand.
Lincoln nodded lightly bringing my hand to his lips, and then touching the back of my hand to his face. "I know, I know…" he replied letting my hand go, and I headed for the bathroom.
Finishing with the shower, I got out and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair that I dyed black I regretted feeling I wanted to change it the first chance I could. My eyes still green staring back at me. Seeing Lincoln entering the bathroom his wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his hand on my stomach.
"Do I ever tell you how beautiful you are!" he whispered softly into my ear.
I glanced to his reflection, and then his eyes staring at my reflection.
"I don't know…" My voice was playful feeling him turn me around to face him. I could feel how close we were. He leaned down brushed both hands under my jaw to kiss me deeply.
I lightly push him off smiling. "Are you meant to be doing something!" I brushed my hand over his bare chest.
He laughed brushing a hand over my face before heading for the shower. I now quickly use this time to brush my teeth.
I left Lincoln alone in the shower finding something to wear. I picked out some cut off denim shorts, and a white vest top.
Lincoln now sat next to me on the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist. I felt him place a hand to my shoulder. "So I'll meet you by the pool about twelve, and we can have lunch." He said watching me slip on the shoes.
"Ok… I'll only going to get a few things." I replied lightly kissing his cheek getting to my feet. "Also Linc, I want to go visit Michael sometime today too."
Lincoln nodded as I quickly hugged him goodbye.
"Take care of yourself." He said watching me pick up my purse, and then leaving the hotel room.
Walking down the street I couldn't shack the being followed feeling, and I kept looking over my shoulder feeling scared. I would push these feelings to the back of my mind, and kept looking to the colourful dressed. My mind still kept creeping to the feeling I was being watched.
I slowly held my bags close to me, and tried to move carefully through the market. It felt like I was being cornered, I didn't know who was following me. I moved quickly around a corner.
The hands stopped me breaking into a run, but I quickly moved my knee feeling another hand grabbing my calf stop me from kicking.
"Mami Woah!" Fernando spoke quickly, and my eyes snapped to his.
"Sorry I just thought…" I quickly glanced behind me, relaxing looking to my leg still in his hand. "Fernando you can let me go." I added feeling him loosen his grip.
My eyes were shifting, a man in officer uniform looking from me, to Fernando.
"Is this man bothering you Miss?" His voice strict and I turned to Fernando still holding my calf up.
"Ok I'm fine, just I thought I had a bite…" I lightly moved my bag hitting Fernando's leg.
"Yes… a bite." He replied putting my leg down, and smiled polite.
The officer gave us both a funny look before walking off, and I sighed looking to Fernando giving him a hug.
"I just bumped into Lincoln." He said now looking around me, then back to my face.
"I haven't seen him since this morning, is he ok." My voice shook, and he nodded.
"Maricruz is ok." He spoke quickly, and I smiled.
"I was going to visit Michael, you want to come with me?" I asked, but he shook his head.
"I'm going to find her…" he then pointed to the bus stop, and I shrugged.
"Good luck." I said now watching him leave, but I knew it was a bad idea for him to return to the states.
Returning to the hotel room I quickly put away my new clothes, I sat on the windowsill and looked out to the city. I placed my hand to the glass trying to remember the last time my life didn't feel so mixed up.
"His going to be transferred to a better prison tomorrow." Lincoln said walking into the hotel room. I lightly turned my face from the window looking over his face.
"That good." I replied now looking back to the window. I didn't know why, but I was still getting that feeling.
"Did you get through to Jane?" he asked me.
Lincoln had told me all about the woman who was looking after Lincoln's son LJ. I quickly shook my head. "No, sorry." I felt like I failed resting my forehead on the glass.
"Hey it's gonna be ok." Lincoln moved from one end of the room to my side, I felt his arms around me. "Just I'm going to visit Michael to give him the good new, you want to come with me?" his voice calming to my ears.
I lightly turned to face him smiling, "Yeah sure," Now lightly kissing him. Lincoln ran his fingers into my hair deepening the kiss.
"I think we better go." I panted breaking the kiss feeling his eyes burn into my own.
"Yes we should go, but right now." He whispered brushing kisses down my throat making my knees turn to jelly.
"Lincoln, Michael, is, waiting!" I spoke in short gasps holding my hands on his back to steady myself.
"Ok, Michael first." He stopped kissing down my collarbone. His eyes finding mine staring deep.
"I just need to remember how to use my legs." I replied slowly walking to the bed sitting down, and Lincoln laughed.
"I'll carry you if you want." He joked, and I slapped his arm playfully.
"Shhh." I got to my feet pulling my hair up feeling the sticky sweat running down my back.
I walked into the signing in shack, and Lincoln placed a hand to my hip.
"Sign here saying that once inside the prison you are on your own with out protection of the military, if you are found aiding an escape you will be shot." My eyes snapped to Lincoln, but took the pen and sighed.
"Strict, much." I muttered walking out the other end of the shack, Lincoln's arms still wrapped around me.
"just a little…" he laughed, and we hear Michael's voice being called over the loud speakers.
When getting the visitation point I felt truly scared. I watched Michael walk out to meet us, he looked like a caged animal. Lincoln stepped closer to the fence, Michael on the other side gave a small false smile. I couldn't believe he was in here, because of me.
"Some how, I feel like I am on the wrong side." Lincoln sighed watching Michael.
"No you're on the right side!" Michael replied watching me and Lincoln closely. "Wanna break me out!" he joked lightly laughed.
"No too much running." He laughed watching his brother smile.
"Well you would have done better if you ditched the cowboy boots…" he carried on laughing. I stepped back letting them have their moment.
"Look I put in for a transfer, you just hold on one more day." Lincoln spoke softly through the fence.
I didn't know what to say to Michael, I still felt guilty that it was my fault he was in this hell hole.
"Becca, please, don't look at me like that." Michael staring at me, but my eyes shot to my feet.
"I'm sorry, just if you let me turn myself in." my voice cracked before feeling my eyes welling up.
"Becca, please look at me?" Michael's voice more calmer closer to the fence, and I looked up to face him now.
"I want you to take care of my brother, and his son." Michael smiled, but I could see the pain behind his eye. "They are going to need you." He added turning to Lincoln. "Just take care of each other." He added patting the fence.
"We hope to get you out here soon." I added watching him walking away, and I turned to Lincoln.
Lincoln watched my eyes brushing the tears away. "Come on, lets go." He now brushed his hand around my back walking us to the exit.
It felt nice taking a shower, it was cold water but my skin still felt burning up. I didn't think I was ever going to get used to the heat of Panama, and I resorted to taking cold showers when ever I could.
Turning the taps off I slowly stepped out, the other room was too quiet. When I wrapped the towel around me I opened the door quickly staring around the emptiness. On the bed I notice a note on the night stand. When I opened it I could see the simple handwriting of Lincoln sitting down I still felt uneasy opening it quickly.
Becca, I got a call from LJ to meet him, and I'm going on my own. Just I'm worried. Just look after yourself, and I will see you soon.
Love Linc.
My nerves didn't get any better sitting on the bed reading a book. I lightly flicked the page staring from the book, then to the clock. I didn't like the time going by, and I placed the book down. I couldn't focus on anything.
One I'd never meet Lincoln's son, and I was worried about Lincoln. I thought he would want me to go with him, but I was waiting in the hotel room feeling more lost.
I didn't like sitting around waiting for something to happen, or not happen. I slid off the bed slipping my shoes on, and headed for the door.
Lincoln stood on the other side of the door, his face was losing all colour, and his eyes stared to me.
"Becca, where you going?" he asked stepping into the room, and I closed the door behind him feeling the hollow follow him.
"Lincoln what happened?" I asked sitting down with him, and Lincoln placed the phone in my hand, and pressed a few buttons playing a video.
I watched a teenager, and I knew it must have been LJ. Holding a newspaper and his voice was stressed.
I placed the phone down when it finished wrapping my arms around Lincoln holding onto him tightly.
He moved his arms around my back rubbing his hands around me.
"What do they want Lincoln?" I asked moving my face to watch his.
Lincoln stared blank in disbelief for a moment, and brushed the hair out my face. "The company, they want Michael to break this guy out of Sona." His voice was drained, like he was holding every piece of pain and anger back. "Michael has a week, or they kill LJ!" he managed to get out, and my face dropped.
"Linc!" I could only manage to get out before he put the phone in his pocket.
"I have to go Tell Michael, Becca." He then got off the bed standing in front of me, his eyes scanning my face. "Please stay in the room." He pleaded touching his fingertips under my chin kissing me lightly.
"Ok don't be long." I replied touching his hand, and he nodded.
I watched him walk out the room, and pulled my knees to my chest, I couldn't believe it, but then I just couldn't see this ever ending.