Chapter one

Katt sat in the back, she dressed in a deep crimson dress in soft satin, beside her was Gretchen Morgan, and beside her James Whistler, it had been four months since the break from SONA, Katt felt like a whale, but never complained too much as she glanced to the front seeing Alex drive.

"So you know what we are to do?" Gretchen said softly to James, her lips close to his ear, and his eyes staring away, "Do this right, and in my room you'll find no won't be in my vocabulary…" she purred and Katt rolled her eyes, she wasn't sure why she was in on this, but then she loved Alex, she placed her hands on her baby bump thinking of everything that went down, she just wanted to be safe, her eyes glanced out the window wondering what Emma must be doing, probably crazy naked sex with Lincoln, she could never know.

"Ok just be out here, cos I'm not sticking around…" Alex said from the front seat getting out, he walked over the back door opening it, James got out quickly offering his hand for Gretchen, and Alex now helped Katt get out of the limo, it wasn't easy moving with the bump in the way, but Alex lightly kissed the top of her head.

"This crap is touching and all but, we need to go now." Gretchen said looking at them.
Katt smiled light. "It'll be all okay." She didn't know who more she was trying to convince. Alex, herself or the world that had no idea what was happening.
"Yeah." Alex said shifty.
"We're not back, you go!" She pointed at him.
"You just... Contradicted yourself." Alex looked at her.
"Now." Gretchen said.
James was looking at them as well.
Katt moved she followed with James and Gretchen into the gala style room, people moving around the buzz of voices.
"You better be able to run Sierra." James looked to Katt.
Katt narrowed her eyes. "One person can call be that. One!" She bitched.
Gretchen ignored them.
Katt went back to thinking about Emma. Oh god how she missed Emma.

Gretchen stood beside Katt as James went off into another part of the building, Katt didn't really trust this Gretchen getting serious lesbian vibes coming from her, she now placed both her hands on her bump to support the weight. "Just keep an eye out, remember this is a in an out clean manoeuvre…" Gretchen spoke smooth, but Katt's eye caught on some one, her eyes did a double take before feeling her jaw drop.

"I gotta get some air…" Katt said quickly before moving out of the place, she moved quite fast for a woman twenty eight weeks into pregnancy. Gretchen rolled her eyes watching her leave.

Alex was standing outside of the limo when he sees Katt rush into his arms, her eyes wide almost panicked. "What's wrong?" Alex asked her brushing his hands into her soft curls, her eyes on his.

"It's Michael, he's here!"

Alex's eyes changed they focused onto hers. "Are you... Are you sure?" He looked down at her.
"Yeah! I'm sure! Hello! Head mole!" Katt tapped the side of her head.
"We need to go." He bit his lower lip. Katt looked even more panicked when Police lights and sirens could be heard.

Michael was standing in a pay phone. Catching his breath or attempting too while walking on the phone.
"Michael..." Emma's voice said into his end of the phone.
"No Emma you have to listen." She said quickly. "Someone... Said Sara is still alive."
"Who?" Emma's voice was surprised.
"I..." He went to speak but the cars pulled up toward him. Michael hung up the phone, but Emma knew enough her hand going to her mouth chewing her thumb nail.

It wasn't long after that Emma had phoned her father, it was one of them conversations she would sooner forget, but in the time she had been on the run and come back to Chicago her father had lighten up.

"Dad, please…" Emma said while her father now took a deep breath, Bob wasn't sure why he was doing this, but he wasn't going to have his wife complain at him, even after he divorced her, he couldn't get rid of the nagging.

"I'll do this, but Emma, I mean it; you need to go back to medical school…" Emma now stared to him, but laughed.

"Fine, just bail… please!" Emma tapped her foot standing at the station, her eyes wide when he handed over the check and Emma was bouncing on her feet. "I love you Daddy!" Emma wrapped her arms around him, he rolled his eyes. Bob didn't know what to say kissing her head lightly.

"I'll see you later…" he now walked away, and Emma now stood in the hallway, she could feel her heart pounding.

She found out that she was Bailing out not only Michael, but Lincoln and L.J as well, she didn't know how to take it, she had spent so long pushing her feelings for Lincoln away, and she didn't know what to do.

TV networks across America were announcing the arrests of Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows - Who faced murder charges in Panama. Emma didn't mean to listen to them. But she couldn't stop. She was freaking a bit. Until that News was interrupted by another latest report. Alexander Mahone was sitting in a jail cell as well. 'Death Row escaped convict Katt Benton has also been captured and is currently in a Colorado lock up.' Emma grabbed her locket. She wanted a drink.

Michael stepped out of the room, his eyes going to Emma's as she quickly rushed to him, her arms wrapped around him trying to ignore the sinking feeling in her chest as her eyes meet Lincoln's.

"So you posted our bail?" L.J asked while Emma nodded, Lincoln was looking over her, she looked like she had lost weight, and her hair that used to be long was now cut just below her jaw line.

"You guys, you can stay at mine, I have a little place my Dad set up where we can stay…" Emma spoke slowly; her eyes kept avoiding Lincoln's he kept making her stomach feel empty.

"Emma you really don't have to do that." Michael swallowed.
"No; but I want to." Emma was serious. Avoiding Lincoln was harder then she wanted.
Maybe if she just stared at his shoes. She looked at them and wanted to cry. COWBOY BOOTS!
Her eyes welled up.
"Well if you really WANNA!" L.J. said brightly.

Emma stood in the kitchen, it was about midnight, her hands stumbled for the light switch, it was one of them moments where she didn't know where she was going, her eyes glanced around before raiding the fridge, she found a bowl of cherries before picking it up, she found a tub of ice cream as well, and then the maple syrup. She wasn't normally for comfort eating, but she couldn't sleep glancing out the big window, her hands hugged herself before starting to mix the ice cream and maple syrup together, she ate slowly before hearing the kitchen door open, her eyes going to Lincoln before back to the bowl.

"I, I just wanted to thank you, I mean, you didn't have to bail us out." he said slowly watching Emma licking the spoon that had a big lump of ice cream on it, and Lincoln for a brief moment wished he was that spoon.

He wished he was that spoon, the ice cream, the cherries and maple syrup, the shirt on her back. Anything. He missed her so bad.
Emma didn't say anything taking another bit of the ice cream. She felt the cherry crunch into her mouth the flavour exploded over her tongue. When it mixed with the Canadian exported Maple Syrup she almost moaned. She wished it was Lincoln. "It wasn't a problem." She said after that long minute.

Lincoln slowly moved closer to her, his hand resting on the counter before he cleared his throat. "Emma…. I wanted to say…" He spoke slowly, his eyes catching something out the window. "Duck!" he pulled her quickly to the ground as bullets shattered the window, and started to ricochet off the walls, and Lincoln held Emma close to his chest become a human shield listening to the sound of gun fire, Emma covering her ears before feeling Lincoln pulling her to her feet, they ran out the back door, quickly joined by L.J and Michael.

"This isn't going to stop!" Michael snapped while Emma quickly moved away from Lincoln's arms. "We're gonna have to help that Don self!" he sighed before they made it to a pay phone, and Michael called the number, and sighed.