Sucre held up a piece of the broken window while looking down at beaten down T-bag. He sighed and looked at Sara. She was shaking uncontrollably and silent tears ran down her face.
"I'm sorry, doc. It wasn't suppose to be like this." Sucre said, dropping the stick.
Sara backed up far enough from the men, not making any eye contact with Michael.
"Well I'm funna get my ass out of here." C-note rushed to the wire and started across.
Abruzzi followed behind him and waited.
Sucre looked at Michael. Michael was focused on Sara. He didn't know whether he should go up to her or stay put. It was like his feet were glued to the floor with fear. He couldn't bring himself to speak to her. He was scared she'd hate him for doing something like this. Putting her in danger.
Sara slowly stood up and looked at the 3 men. She really didn't know what to say either. "Wha-what's going on?"
"We're breaking out." Michael swallowed.
Linc nodded.
Abruzzi & C-note where across the wire, Sucre started making his way over, than Linc waiting.
"Sara I'm so sor-" He reached an arm out to her but she backed away.
"Don't." She looked at the floor.
"Sara... I didn't mean to lie..." He sighed. "Please don't be mad."
"I'm NOT Mad!" She snapped. "The hell where you thinking bringing T-bag, Abruzzi?!"
"I had no other choice. Please. Let me explain."
"Just leave Michael. Before the guard wakes up, just leave." She shook her head sadly looking to the side.
"I'm not leaving you here alone with T-bag." Michael watched her.
"Leave. As soon as you're out of site, I'll wake the guard up. Just.. go... disappear."
Michael walked up and stroked her cheek. "Please..." She had no idea that he was planning to save her. "Sara..."
'Go!" Sara demanded.
Linc was across the wire, yelling for Michael.
Michael looked at Sara, now not wanting to leave her, and he did as she said, he left.
T-bag started to grumble and Sara waited impatiently for Michael to get across. So, this was it, she'd never see him again...
She worried more on how she would explain this mess. No way T-bag could of done it alone. She felt hopeless and scared.
T-bag turned his head to Sara, a sick, beat up grin forming on his lips. "Hey docky, why don't you help me up and get me across the wire and I'll buy you a nice burrito, how's that sound?"
Sara glared. "You tried killing me, Theodore. The last thing I'd do is get you across that wire."
"Now, docky," T-bag tried getting up, grabbing his shank and stumbling towards her.
Sara backed up and grabbed a full IV, since it was the only thing nearest to her that could cause T-bag to fall.
T-bag grinned. "Aw, she's going to pinch me, how adorable."
Sara screamed as loud as she could and the guard woke up, his tired eyes shifted to the view were he could only see T-bag holding a knife to what could of been Sara behind the wall. He got up and took out his gun, running into the room. "Freeze, T-bag!"
T-bag turned and saw the man and grinned. "Oh, okay. I see how this works. I get in trouble after she let out 5 convicts."
"What?" The guard asked in shock.
"I didn't." Sara lied, panicking. "He somehow broke my door while I was gone to get Lincoln Burrows something to ease his nausea and when I was back, the window was broken, T-bag was on the ground and I guess 5 convicts escaped." Sara really hated lying. She'd knew it would cost her her job, possibly her damn life.
"I'm calling back up. Drop the knife, T-bag!" The guard demanded.
T-bag only quickly turned and swung the knife at Sara, causing her a late reaction and getting a lose hold on the IV.
He yanked her by her hair and held the back of her against his chest. "Shoot me. I dare you." He grinned sickly.
Sara breathed heavily as the knife was pressed to her throat.
"SHOOT!" T-bag yelled, little alarms going off in Sara's ear.
The guard stuttered. "Let her go!"
T-bag only made his grip tighter on Sara. "Take a walk." He snarled.
"I'm not going anywhere con!"
"Than I guess the pretty doc dies. Admit it, you sneaked a couple of looks at this little lady. Now, you won't be able to do that anymore." T-bag gently slid the knife along Sara's chest.
"T-bag please!" Sara cried.
T-bag pressed his mouth to Sara's ear, keeping an eye on the guard. "'T-bag please' what?"
"Don't do this- don't kill me!" Sara cried.
T-bag grinned. "Take a walk guard! I'm NOT telling you twice!" T-bag stabbed the knife on the right side of Sara's chest, turning it inside her flesh as he did so, not moving her from in front of him.
Sara screamed in pain, sliding down as much of T-bag's body as he let her, and he than released the knife from her flesh, that was now gushing blood.
"She's going to need a doctor, and it can't possibly be herself." T-bag grinned sickly. "If you walk, I'll let her go. I mean, I'll get my fun and I'll let her go. Than she may possibly live." His mouth was once again on her ear and eyes on guard. "Maybe see Michael sooner or lata. Because gorgeous, he was planning on coming for you." He nipped at her ear lope.
All Sara could here was her blood pumping, and her heart beat. She couldn't tell if it was racing up from being frightened, or slowing down from possibly dying.
The guard released his gun and walked away. Sara panicked inside, she hated this place. The guards where good for nothing and the cons, where just about worse than any other Prison.
They say Fox River is a level 5 prison, and the security is fantastic, but Sara could least agree on all of that. Considering 5 cons - now 6, escaped and she was either going to die or she was going to live with a ruined life.
"Go.." She whispered to T-bag.
He grinned and pushed her limp body against the wall. "I got an idea."
T-bag had managed to get his hands on a pair of hand cuffs, and than he was across the wall.
Sara, on the other hand, was now hand cuffed to the wire, hanging about 10 feet in the air. The pain in her wrist where unbearable and considering the time she had left she wanted to just die right there. She screamed and cried. Her wound was drying up but it could become infected anytime soon, she lost enough blood as it is. She was surprised she hadn't passed out either.
Her hands gripped against the wire, she heard creaking which only made her shake horribly.
Than all of the sudden, the wire ripped off the wall and she went swinging until she slammed into the wall. She was knocked out dead cold, and an 18 minutes later, she was found, and rushed to a hospital.
x
Michael told Linc to go find Veronica, which was his lawyer, while he stays by Sara's car. He's not sure where Abruzzi, C-note, or Sucre went to, but he was waiting on Sara. He got nervous when she didn't come out, so he decided to start to move from under the car.
All of the sudden, when he was halfway out, the alarms sounded, and than ambulance came and a body was put in the back. He was for sure it was T-bag.
Instead of waiting any longer for Sara, since FBI's started arriving and they where bringing their canines, he ran through the parking lot, dodging the lights and escaping the dogs, he hid in a near by forest, where everyone else, started going the opposite.
He watched as the Warden, and all of the guards gathered.
The Warden spoke on one of those microphones, announcing all the men who managed to escape.
"We have 6 missing convicts! Fernando Sucre, Lincoln Burrows, Michael Scofield, John Abruzzi, Theodore Bagwell, and Benjamin Franklin have managed to escape, in process, hurting, maybe killing Dr Sara Tancredi, these men must be found immediately! I trust that my men will find them, soon, tonight!" He saw everyone scattering around the ambulance leaving.
Sara- Oh man... Michael couldn't believe his ears. He knew leaving Sara with T-bag was a sickening idea, and he did it anyways. He should of followed his gut feeling instead of what Sara was saying. His heart was aching. He prayed to God she would be okay.
God let her be okay. Please don't take her. You can take me if you want to.. God please!
Michael was praying to himself. He'd rather be stuck in prison for the rest of his life than find out something like this happened to someone like her. She was so so so important to him, and he could lose her - Tonight.
No. He wasn't going to think like that. Without her, he wouldn't be here. He's going to help her get threw, he didn't know how, but he would.
Right now he should be in the car with her explaining everything he never got to explain. But he isn't. It killed him to lie to her in the first place. He only wished he could of shown her more of his emotions and feelings. Maybe even kissed her. He was always tempted by her lips, he dreamt of kissing them. He dreamt of kissing her and pulling her closely, wrapping his arms securely around her, and make her feel like nothing could get her. Make her feel protected, that's what he wanted to do, make her feel protected.
She will be okay. Michael thought to himself. He took every chance to get out of that forest. And he did, he searched for the ambulance that had Sara but it was probably long gone. She'd be at the closet anyways, which was by a old grave yard. He made his way to the hospital. Not in it, but to it, to see if they'd bring her out anytime soon. He'd wait.
He'd wait for her.