No Guarantees, no Plan

by lost0and0found

While running for her life, district attorney Jean Folan finds herself in the company of some bravos and one Michael Scofield. The stranger she was supposed to prosecute seems to be the only one who can get them out of this alive.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer Note: Of course I do NOT own 'Prison Break' and I'm making no profit /excluding the moral satisfaction/ of writing and uploading the following fic.

Author's Note: Oh, and, for the uninitiated in the fic 'The Difference' by storytellers /preceding this one in time/, all you have to know is Michael has been frozen in cryogenic solution for twenty years, during which Bellick became Fox Rivers' new warden, and Sara, to all MiSa fans' terror, married a hunky doctor / with whom she's currently living happily ever after/.

Well, that's all you had to know to make the remotest sense reading the next story. As you can see, it ALMOST sticks to the original plotline of the TV series...

ENJOY;)

'No Guarantees, no Plan'

Chapter 1

…A life you would trade

For some dues still not paid…

Fox River State Penitentiary

Joliet, Illinois

'Prisoner ready?'

'Waiting down by the car, sir.'

'Good.' Director Bellick hung up, pressed his fingertips together and turned.

'Well, miss Folan, seems everything's ready.'

They shook hands, after which district attorney Folan stood up.

'And, miss...'

She turned at the door.

'Have mercy and let the bastard go... away – far away... in Greenland, for example. Gonna spare me lots of future trouble.'

Jean Folan smiled with restraint.

'All it hangs on is the facts, warden, not my mercy. Have a nice day.'