I do not own Prison Break or the Flash, nor do I own any of the characters, other then the storyline plot and any OC who may show up within the story. This is also my own version of Prison Break which will also tie in also with Legends of Tomorrow as well, so if you're a fan then please leave only positive reviews only as no negative reviews will be accepted. Thank you!

Author's note: This story takes place shortly after their visit to Chicago 1920 when they had to take down the Legion of Doom and Mick was hallucinating of Len being dead, but now the question is, was that really Len that Mick was seeing or his mind playing tricks on him? oh and also just so no one is confused, in this story Mick is actually a cover name that Lincoln began going by after he and Michael escaped from Fox River to avoid being detected by the Company, so which means that the brothers are going to be in trouble when the rest of the team discovers the truth about their identity's...

Bold underlined – Chapter Titles/Character's Perspective

Bold Italics underlined – Memories

Italics – Thinking (In thought)

Previously on Legends of Tomorrow - There I was sitting in my cell back at Fox River awaiting any minute for when the time came and I would soon be gone from this world.

I then looked around to find myself strapped to a chair and all at once I began to panic as flashes of Fox River flashed through my head again which atributed more to the growing fear I was already feeling. "Get me the fuck out here!" Thrashing around as my eyes darted around the room, I then find myself hyperventilating out of fear like a wounded caged animal wanting to be set free. "Get me the fuck out of here!" I screamed. "Easy! Mick! Take it easy!" Suddenly I heard Sara's voice calling out to me and that's when I relaised I wasn't at Fox River, but that I was on the Waverider, and as I slowly began to calm myself down, it was then that I realised that I was sitting in the chair in the sick bay. "What the hell am I doing here?" I asked looking around to see everyone crowded in the room around me. "What happened?"

"You tell us." Replied the kid named Jax. "Ray said you passed out so we brought you in here to see if Gideon could fix you up." "I don't need to be fixed."

"Mick, why were you screaming to get out of the chair?" She asked in a voice that held deep concern. Flashes of Fox River shot through my head again but I shook them away and started walking away without uttering a word.

"I hate to interrupt, but we just got word about a time abberation." He said slowly. "Where to now?" Sara asked. "Chicago." Ray replied. "Uh didn't we already fix that abberation?" Jax asked blinking his eyes in confusion. "It's not in 1927 this time." Ray replied as my eyes snapped toward him. "It's in 2016."

"Dad, it's Sara." I could hear the mixture of worry and concern in my son's voice which sent a wave of shivers down my spine. "Is she okay?" I asked swallowing a lump of fear as it started to build in my throat. "Yeah, she's fine." Came LJ's reply as I let out a sigh of relief.

"So then what's the problem?" I asked. "You have to come back to Chicago." He said as I shook my head. "LJ, you know I can't do that."

"Sara's been getting these weird messages lately, but she doesn't know who they're from, but I do. Uncle Mike's not dead. He's alive, and I think he needs our help dad."

NOW...

Chapter 2 - Memories and Hallucinations

"Okay everyone, guess we're going back to Chicago so strap yourselves in." Sara ordered. "Strap in and hold on tight."

"Don't have to tell us twice blondie." I replied as I finally hung up with LJ and made my way back to the others.

I took my seat and prepared for the time jump while bracing myself for what I would say to Dr. Tancredi. How is it that Mike could be alive? I thought as I closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair.

I was so sure he was killed when the Oculus blew up. How in god's name could anyone survive something like that? Memories swirled now inside my brain as I pictured the face of the man Leonard Snart, who was more then just my partner in crime but who was also my brother Michael Scofield.

The familiarity of the ship landing jerked me from my thoughts as I opened my eyes and quickly got up from the chair wobbling immedialty on shaky legs as a wave of dizziness swept through me. "Man I really hate time traveling." I muttered soflty to myself while shaking off the bouts of dizziness.

"Okay so how are we going to do this?" I heard haircut's voice ask Sara. "We'll split up into teams of two." She ordered as she proceeded to team us up much to my annoyance.

"Let me deal with this." I replied immediatly cutting her off. I felt everyone's eyes on me now and I knew that I had to get out of here fast.

"Mick, what's gotten into you?" Sara asked looking at me in confusion. "Usually you don't want to deal with anything that has to do with missions lately and now all of a sudden you're wanting to jump litterally headfirst into one?

"Let's just say that I've had a lot on my mind lately alright?" Was all I could reply as I attempted to make my escape now, but the next words that jumbled out of haircut's mouth caught my attention.

"Well that's unusal considering the fact that you're pretty little bald head's usually as empty as an air bubble." I turned to see the sarcastic smirk on haircut's face and immediatly flashes of T-Bag swirled into my brain. The image of where haircut was currently standing was now replaced by the image of T-Bag and I could've sworn I was hallucinating again. Something clearly wasn't right. Something was wrong and I had to do whatever it took to find my brother.

"Hey Mick, you okay?" I heard Ray's voice calling me but all I could see at the moment was T-Bag standing in haircut's place walking toward me, and on instinct I reached for my heat gun and shot out a blast of fire at him.

"Whoa! Easy Mick!" I heard Sara's voice cry out now as she grabbed ahold of my arm. "What the hell has gotten into you?!" I let out a short gasp and felt my chest suddenly go tight as if I was suddenly suffocating. The image of T-Bag vanished and there once again stood Ray in my field of vision unhurt but was just staring at me through eyes of confusion and terror mixed slowly with anger.

"I know you're upset about losing Len, but you didn't need to nearly blast my head off my shoulders." He said softly as I put my gun away and started walking out of the Wave Rider now. I had to get out of there. The reality of what I had just done was causing me to start panicking. Starting to show weakness.

"Get it together Linc." I muttered softly to myself as the feeling of the Chicago air hit my face as I stepped outside. Stepping off the ship I began making my way down the street away from the others. Damn it... I thought shaking my head as I headed down the street. First I'm seeing ghostly images of my little brother who's supposed to be dead, Then I start seeing freaking Fox River in my head, and now I'm seeing fucking ghostly images of T-Bag. What the hell is wrong with me?

{Somewhere in Washington DC - 2017}

All was quiet throughout the white house as the new vice president sat at her desk looking through the stack of papers that were piled on top of it in a cluttered fashion. It seemed as if she was looking hastily for something vital and imortant. "It has to be here somewhere." She muttered softly. She continued to rumage through the pile until she heard a faint knock on the door.

"Exuse me Madam President Scofield, there's someone here who wishes to see you." said a young man in his late twentities poking his head into the room.

"Who is it?" She asked. "He didn't say much ma'am but he did tell us that he knows your son Michael."

The Vice President seemed pleased but yet slightly alarmed at the information the young man had given her, but never the less she ushered for him to allow the visitor inside.

"Madam Christina Scofield, how lovely it is to see you alive and well." Snapping her head up toward the source of the new voice that was now speaking to her, she noticed a tall man with sleek back blonde hair and intense forest green eyes.

"Can I help you?" She asked glaring at him suspisciously. "Forgive my intrusion, but I am Eobard Thawne, and as it just so happens, I know where to find your son Michael."

{Chicago -2017}

{Lincoln/Mick's POV}

I didn't know how long I had been roaming the streets of Chicago for but I knew I didn't want to go back to the team either, at least ot until I had some answers first. If Michael was alive, then keeping our secret lives was going to be even harder then we first thought. The familliar vibrations of my cellphone went off in my pocket which quickly made me jump in surprise as I answered it.

"Dad, it's LJ. Where are you?" I let out a deep sigh and quickly replied, "I'm here son, I'm in the city. Give me Sara's adress so that I can meet with her okay?" There was a quick soft reply before I got a text message from LJ.

"I got it son," I told him once I got the text. "Tell Sara I'll be there as soon as I can alright?" Suddenly there was distortion in his voice as though we were being cut off from communciation. "LJ?" I tried to hear him, but of course with all the static interference it became difficult.

"LJ? Can you hear me?" there was more distortion and static, and as I strained my hearing to see if I could stilll hear LJ's voice, there was another voice that sent my mind whirling in shock. "Linc...brother..."

"Mike?" The thought if the strange occurence interfering made me start to wonder if I was losing my mind. "Michael? Is that you?"

The voice was soft and almost shallow and I couldn't tell if he was alright or if he was injured.

"Michael? Is that you?" I asked. "Answer me, are you okay? Where are you?"

The distortion caused more static to the point where the line went dead and I lost connection with LJ.

"Damn!" Whirling around I found myself now smashing my fist against a tree truck in frustration.

"What the hell is fucking going on here?!"

TOO BE CONTINUED...Is Lincoln reaaly losing his mind? Was that caller really his brother? or could it be someone within the company trying to get inside his head? What will the Legends feel like when they find out Mick and Len's past? Stay tuned to find out more as Chapter 3 will be up as soon as I can get it.