Omg! This took ages to write..and it was 28 pages in word!!!

so i hope you enjoy because i worked exra hard on it

aishahx


"Charlie?!?!"

Michael asked in shock. He looked at her up and down again just to make sure that it was her and it was. She smiled at him.

"Yup you remembered me."

She said. Michael couldn't believe it. His best friend from university was standing right in front of him in the most horrific prison ever.

"You okay Michael?"

Charlie asked. She knew he was going to be shocked but she didn't expect him to not say anything. This was not the Michael she knew in university.

"Y-Yeah I'm fine…"

Michael managed to say. It had been 15 years since he had last seen Charlotte Daniels. They studied together in university. Eventually they went their separate ways. Michael always assumed that he would see her again but not like this and certainly not here. He looked at her again. She had changed a lot.

"Urm…you don't look fine. I guess I'll just give you a moment."

She said as she began to walk away. He was less talkative than before. He had changed a lot. He'd gotten taller obviously and he was more built than before. Michael snapped out of his trance and ran after Charlie. He tapped her on the shoulder.

"Wait…I was just…surprised I guess. But I'm fine now. Charlie what are you doing here?"

He asked. Charlie took a deep breath.

"I'm here to get you out…Jane sent me."

She said. Michael's eyes widened. 'Jane sent me' her words repeated themselves in his mind. 'Jane sent her…no way…' he thought.

"So you're Jane's friend. The best agent ever? Sweet, innocent Charlotte from my past. Oh God."

Michael said. This day just got worse by the minute.

"Well I'm still sweet but not as innocent as I was back then."

She gave him a sweet smile. Michael couldn't think of anything else to say so he just smiled back. But inside his world was falling apart. Not that she was here things would get even more hectic than before.

"So…are you just going to stand there like a lemon or come give me a good-to-see-you-again hug?"

She said. Michael gave a small laugh as he pulled his former best friend into a hug.

"Okay, so now I begin my mission."

Charlie said. Michael nodded and showed her the way to one of the unoccupied rooms. He looked at all the cons as they walked past. Each and every one of them was looking at Charlie. Michael glared at them as if to say 'back off'.

"You know you don't talk as much as you used to, back then I could never get you to shut up."

Charlie laughed as she remembered the times she had to smack Michael over the head to get him to close his mouth.

"Well a lot of things have changed."

Michael replied. They stopped at one of the locked doors and Michael opened it up. He motioned for Charlie to enter first.

"Always the gentleman."

Charlie muttered as she entered the room. Michael went in after her and closed the door behind him.

"So how do you know Jane? And when did you start working as an…agent."

Michael asked. He wanted to know how she came about this 'mission'.

"Well at first I had no idea what I was going to do. You knew exactly what you wanted to do. So I jumped from one job to another. But then I met Jane at this function thing. We became friends and got offered a job at the same company. That company was 'the Company'. When Jane and your Dad left I stayed because they needed an inside person. I used to steal information and everything before I got caught. I had enough time to upload my findings onto a memory stick and get out. Then obviously the Company came after me and I had to go into hiding. I contacted Jane and she made sure that I was at a safe place then I started my training. I did whatever I had to do to become the best I could be. I heard about what happened to you and Lincoln so I just had to help. I called Jane and she asked me for the memory stick. I sent it to her and then I got another call from her. Saying that she needed an agent to go undercover. Since I'm the best she said I should go and well here I am!"

Charlie laughed as she told him her story. Of course she left out the bits about her starving and always on the run but Michael had enough on his mind by the looks of it. He smiled at her but she could see through it. His body and mind was here but his heart and soul was elsewhere.

"So who's the lucky girl?"

She asked knowingly. Michael looked up and smiled she could always tell what was going on with him.

"How do you know there's a girl?"

He asked grinning.

"It's written all over your face. Besides Michael we used to be best friends nobody knows you like I do."

She told him. They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Sara."

He said breaking the silence. Charlie looked at him.

"What?"

She asked confused.

"Her name. Is Sara…Sara Tancredi daughter of the late governor Frank Tancredi. Also the doctor in Fox River Penitentiary. I used to have to visit her daily in the prison. I faked being diabetic to get into the infirmary. I had to use and manipulate her to get into the room to do what I needed to. Everyday I would flirt with her and as the days went by I began to have feelings for her. That's when I realised meeting her was the only time of the day that I looked forward to. All because of her. Obviously things didn't go well after the escape. But we got through it all, then we finally got to be together and then well you know what happened. So nowadays I just sit here thinking of her. It's quite sad actually."

Michael finished. It felt nice to open up to someone. Charlie smiled.

"Well it might be sad to you but it seems like true love to me. She's a lucky girl to have someone as caring and sweet as you for a lover."

Charlie said. Michael smiled at her. She was always good at cheering him up.

"So let's get to work on getting us out of here!"

He said. Charlie took out a pen and paper from her jacket pocket.

"Yes let's"


"Okay then we're all set."

Sara walked into the living room dragging a couple of suitcases with her. She was told to pack light but she didn't know what to take and what not to take. So she just packed a whole lot of things. Lincoln's eyes widened as he saw her drag in the bags.

"Talk about packing light."

Lincoln said sarcastically. Sara looked at him. She dropped the bags onto the floor and put her hands on her hips.

"Very funny Linc. The least you could do is help me."

Sara bent down to pick up one of the bags but it was too heavy. Lincoln sighed and went to pick the suitcase up. He dragged it over to the front door placing it with all the other bags. Sara smiled at him and went towards the stairs while Lincoln dragged the rest of her bags towards the door.

"LJ hurry up!"

Sara yelled. She was really excited, this was her one chance to help Michael and she wasn't going to mess it up. She looked at her watch. Bruce was going to arrive any time now. He had got them a private plane so they don't have to wait for other passengers. He arranged the tickets and the accommodation last night so Sara didn't have to worry about a thing. Sara yelled for LJ once again and then walked back into the room where Lincoln and Jane were waiting for her.

"Okay…well call us when you get there and good luck. I hope you come back with good news."

Jane said. Sara thanked her and gave her a hug. It was nice to have another woman around. Sara had definitely gotten used to Jane. She broke apart from Jane and Lincoln came up to her.

"So sis, stay safe and stay out of trouble. Don't take on too much stress. It'll work or it won't, the best thing is that you tried. Take care of yourself and my boy."

Lincoln spoke a few words of wisdom and then gave her a massive bear hug. This was new coming from Lincoln. He didn't talk much and never really hugged anyone. So Sara welcomed him with open arms.

"I won't."

She promised. Then LJ burst into the room with a huge grin on his face.

"Come on Sara lets go! The States await our return!"

He spoke in a dramatic voice as he made his was towards the door. He tried to avoid his father as much as possible. But it didn't work.

"Slow down cowboy!"

Lincoln grabbed LJ by his bag and dragged him back. LJ sighed.

"Say your goodbyes first."

Lincoln told him. LJ looked at Jane and Lincoln and waved.

"Bye!"

He said and tried to walk off again. But Lincoln pulled him back…again.

"Haha not funny. Properly!"

Lincoln scolded him. LJ turned around.

"Okay."

He said quietly. He walked up to Lincoln and gave him a hug.

"That's better. Don't get into trouble. Stick with Sara and stay safe."

Lincoln told his son. LJ rolled his eyes.

"Yes sir!"

He said while giving Lincoln a salute. Jane was the next to come up to LJ and she gave him a small hug.

"Just come back safely."

She smiled at him.

"Will do…mom."

LJ grinned. Jane laughed. Sara was pacing backwards and forwards the living room. Looking out of the window every two seconds. She turned to look at Lincoln, Jane and LJ.

"Where the hell is Bruce?"

Sara looked at her watch. He should have been here by now. She was just about to give him a ring when the doorbell rang. Sara ran to open the door.

"Bruce!"

Sara greeted the old man with a small hug.

"Sara, so you all set to go?"

He asked looking at all the bags on the floor. Sara followed his gaze and laughed.

"Yep. Come on LJ!"

She called for LJ. LJ came running with Lincoln and Jane at his heels.

"Bruce this is Lincoln Burrows Junior. Known as LJ. He'll be coming with us."

She introduced the pair. Bruce smiled at LJ and shook his hand.

"Oh yeah, Lincoln, Jane, this is Bruce. And vice versa."

She watched as the three exchanged looks.

"Nice to meet you Bruce. Take care of them alright."

Lincoln said. Bruce looked at his watch and nodded.

"Will do. But now it's time for us to go."

He looked at Sara and LJ, who were waiting for him to lead them out. Each person picked up a bag and placed it in the black SUV parked outside. Sara and LJ said their last goodbyes to Lincoln and Jane and then sat in the car. They waved to the couple as they passed them. LJ looked at Sara.

"One step closer to freeing Uncle Mike."

He said. Sara looked up and smiled.

"One step closer."

She repeated his words. They were on their way towards the airport. Sara sat back in her seat and looked out of the window. 'One step closer…' the words repeated themselves in her head.


"We need to make that area…"

Charlie pointed at an area near the far end of the yard.

"…our territory. Then we'll be able to go over the fence from there. It's the perfect place to climb over. The weak spot you could call it. The guards hardly ever come around and they don't go to the far end. So that'll be the perfect place. If we can get it for ourselves."

She finished her sentence. Michael nodded.

"Hmm, but how?"

Michael asked her. at this point he'd given the lead to Charlie. She seemed to know what she was doing. A person with a plan was better than a person without one.

"Now that is a tricky question. I'll have to think about that. Come on let's sit here and brainstorm."

Charlie walked over to a unoccupied bench and sat down.

"Charlie I don't think we should sit here."

Michael said as he looked around the yard.

"Why?"

Charlie looked confused. What was so wrong about sitting on these certain benches?

"Because. This is where…"

Michael's sentence trailed off as he sensed someone watching him.

"Look boys it's tat man and his leading lady."

A familiar unwanted voice spoke from behind him.

"…Minty hangs."

Michael finished off his sentence. He closed his eyes in frustration. They didn't have time for this.

"Well, well Scofield. You just keep on giving me more and more reasons to stick a knife through your gut!"

Minty threatened. Charlie got off the bench.

"What may those reasons be? Would you care to elaborate."

She spoke up. Michael stood in front of her protectively.

"Sure thing doll face."

Minty winked at Charlie who almost gagged.

"First there's the whole not-letting-me-on-the-team issue. Then you go and steal my chick. Finally you dare to trespass on my territory and park your devious little ass on my bench. Those are reasons enough."

Minty spat at Michael.

"First off there is no team. Secondly she wasn't your chick from the beginning. And last of all I ain't even sitting on the bench."

Michael terminated all of Minty's points. Minty groaned in frustration.

"Just get the hell out of my face."

Minty looked away. Both Michael and Charlie made a quick run for it.

"Okay note to self – stay away from him."

Charlie made a mental note in her head.

"That goes without saying. I don't want you within earshot of him, understand?"

Michael said protectively.

"I can handle myself."

Charlie defended herself. Michael stopped and looked at her.

"Listen Charlie. You're like a little sister to me. Always have been. I've always been protective of you and always will be. So get used to it."

Michael added with a smile. Charlie smiled back at him. 'A little sister' his words repeated themselves in her mind. She had always liked Michael. Most women would describe him as the perfect guy and he was. But he was someone else's guy. He had never led her on or nothing so Charlie knew that there had never been anything there. Whoever this Sara girl was she was the luckiest girl alive. She had gotten her hands on the best man alive.

"Charlie…Charlie?"

Michael noticed she was quiet. He called her name bringing her back to reality.

"Yeah?"

She asked. Michael shook his head.

"Nothing."

He replied and smiled at her. She smiled back and they made their way over to the far end of the yard. They walked in silence until they came to face the fence. Michael took off his jacket and placed it on the floor and motioned for her to sit.

"Do you always have to be a gentleman?"

She tried to look annoyed as she sat down. Michael laughed.

"Yes, it's called manners Charlie."

He teased as he sat down next to her. She slapped him playfully on the arm.

"Scofield."

Mahone's stern voice spoke over the laughter.

"What?"

Charlie noticed that Michael's voice had turned to ice. Whoever this guy was Michael didn't like him.

"Now, now Scofield. Remember your manners. Introduce me to the nice girl you've got there. You got yourself a good one there she's a keeper. But then again that would be unfair to your doctor girlfriend. Her name's Sara right…"

Mahone was unable to finish his sentence because Michael had him pinned on the ground.

"Don't even mention her name. If I hear another word about her or Sara out of your mouth then I will finish you off for good. That's a promise."

Michael threatened him. Charlie felt afraid this was a side of Michael she had never witnessed before. She put her hand on his shoulder.

"M-Michael, get off him. Just calm down."

Charlie managed to get Michael off Mahone. Michael grunted as Mahone stood up.

"Got it Scofield. Won't make that mistake again. Now about the plan…"

Mahone began. Michael glared at him.

"There is no plan! Not for you anyhow. You're out of the equation. So go confer with your buddy Minty. Maybe he can give you some pointers on how to betray me again."

Michael spat at Mahone. Michael looked away and Mahone scoffed.

"Fine."

Mahone said blankly. He pointed a finger at Michael.

"But this ain't over yet Scofield."

Mahone turned around and walked away. Michael groaned and hit the fence. He released all his anger by kicking the fence over and over again. Charlie sat down and closed her eyes. She couldn't wait until this was over. She opened her eyes and looked at Michael. He looked so stress. It was just a matter of days now.


Mahone sat down on the other side of the yard. He looked over at Michael and the new girl. Charlotte was her name. She was jailed for murder. Although she didn't seem as ruthless as they described her to be. She had opened up to Michael quite quickly. Actually they looked like they knew each other. Mahone knew that this wasn't just a coincidence. There was something going on and Mahone intended to find out. Michael was definitely planning to get out and it looked like he was taking Charlie with him. Mahone groaned. He needed to do something, anything to get him back into the 'equation' as Michael put it. Then Mahone realised something else. If Minty found out about this then he would be as good as dead. Mahone had to do something and fast. This betrayal stuff wasn't easy at all. Mahone had no idea what he was going to do. He needed both Michael and Minty on his side. He needed Michael for his intelligence and habit of breaking out and he needed Minty for his outside contacts and material possessions. Without them he would be stuck here for…well ever without having the chance to see Pam or Cameron.

"Yo, yo Agent Druggy."

Mahone heard someone whisper. He assumed they were talking to someone else but he was wrong.

"Man, Minty wants a word."

Mahone looked up and saw Bone, one of Minty's crewmembers.

"I'm coming. Oh and by the way my name isn't Agent Druggy. Got that Bone."

Mahone told him. Bone looked at him with a blank face. Minty groaned and walked towards Minty's cell. Bone opened the door and went in. he motioned for Mahone t wait outside. Mahone stood outside waiting for Minty or Bone to call him in. 'This is ridiculous!' he thought. The door opened slightly 'well might as well get this over with' he thought as he entered the room.

"Come on in."

Minty told him. He was sitting on a comfortable chair with a laptop on the table beside him. He motioned for Mahone to sit.

"Sit."

Bone pushed Minty towards the chair. Mahone gave Bone a glare and went to sat down. He took a deep breath as he felt Minty's eyes settle on him.

"Okay Mr Mahone tell me what's the dealio on the Scofield situation."

Minty asked. Mahone gulped, 'here goes nothing', he thought.

"Well erm, he's-urm he said he doesn't want me involved. I'm 'out of the equation' to be exact. He found out about…us."

Mahone couldn't think of a better way to explain it. Bone burst out in laughter. Both Minty and Mahone turned to look at him with straight faces.

"I-It just sounded weird."

Bone tried to make up an excuse. Minty grunted and Bone left the room straight away.

"Mr Mahone…"

Minty began. Mahone looked at him.

"…I need to get out of here, you got that? To get out I need Scofield. So that means you have to make sure that you're in the 'equation'. If you're in there then so am I. Got it?"

Minty sad. Mahone nodded his head.

"Now get the fuck out of my face."

Minty shooed him. Mahone stood up and walked out. He didn't like Minty's tone of voice. It was overpowering and reminded Mahone that he was just a pawn in this game. Mahone preferred Bill Kim to this whacko. But he had to try again. Not matter how hard it was he just had to try again.


It was quiet in the apartment now that LJ and Sara had left. Lincoln was in the kitchen trying to make something to eat. Jane was lying down in the bedroom she shared with Lincoln. Now that Sara had found another way to free Michael it meant that Jane didn't have to do anything. She felt relieved but still stressed. She pushed the thoughts of the whole situation to the back of her mind. She laid back onto the bed and closed her eyes. She imagined being somewhere without all the stress and problems. Somewhere relaxing. Like England, with her family and friends. She had thought about calling her mother but then she decided against it. The Company didn't know about her mother and she didn't want them to find out. After all this was over she had decided that she would go back home and stay there. She opened her eyes and sighed. Meanwhile Lincoln was trying to make some coffee.

"Shit!"

He cursed. He had dropped the coffee all over the counter. He got a cloth and wiped the counter. He decided on leaving the coffee and making something else. He scrounged around the kitchen and looked in the cupboards for something else. He found a packet of hot chocolate and decided that it would do. Then he looked around for some marshmallows after all what was hot chocolate without the marshmallows? Jane was still awake staring at the ceiling waiting for the right moment to get up and go see what Lincoln was up to. She had heard him swear from the kitchen and decided not to go see what mess he had created this time. She heard someone approaching the bedroom door and sat up. Lincoln knocked on the door and popped his head around the corner.

"Hey…you up? Want some hot chocolate?"

He walked in the room holding two cups of hot chocolate. Jane smiled at him.

"Yes please."

She felt like having a drink and here it was. She looked over at Lincoln who was making his way over. At least there was one good thing in her life. He walked over and handed her a cup. He sat down next to her on the bed picking up a magazine to read. Jane took a sip of her hot chocolate and sighed. Lincoln stopped reading and looked at her.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

He had noticed the troubled expression on her face. She was also really quiet so that was another sign that something was wrong. Jane looked at him.

"It's nothing…"

Jane took another sip of her drink. Lincoln shrugged and turned back to reading his magazine while slowly drinking his hot chocolate. Jane hesitated for a moment and then spoke up breaking the silence.

"…Actually there is something wrong."

She confessed. Lincoln put his magazine and mug on the table beside him. He looked over at Jane he looked quite worried.

"Well what happened?"

He asked. Jane finished off her drink and put the mug on the floor.

"Nothing happened. I'm just feeling really stressed out."

She told him. Lincoln smiled and put his arm around her.

"Don't take too much stress on. What happened has happened. You can't do anything to change it. It'll turn out fine."

He tried to reassure her. But Jane still felt a bit guilty.

"Lincoln…Agent Daniels may be the best but you were right…she's still a girl. Even though it was her own choice I shouldn't have let her go through with it. If anything happens to her in there I'll never forgive myself. And I doubt Charlotte will forgive me either."

Jane buried her head in her hands in regret.

"Well you were just thinking of Mi- whoa wait did you say Charlotte? As in Charlotte Daniels?"

Lincoln asked. He only knew one Charlotte Daniels and he hoped that Jane wasn't talking about her. To his dismay Jane nodded her head.

"Yeah, why?"

She said. Lincoln shook his head 'no way…' he thought.

" How old is she?"

Lincoln wanted to be absolutely sure. Jane bit her lip in thought.

"Urm 29-30? Well she's two years younger than Michael."

She told him. Lincoln groaned. 'Still not sure…'

"Where does she come from? Like what's her background. What school did she go to?"

Lincoln asked. 'Please don't say DeVry…please…' he begged silently. Jane thought for a moment. Charlie had mentioned her school life before. 'Demont? Derver? Something like that…oh got it!' she thought.

"DeVry…"

She told him. The colour on Lincoln's face faded away. Jane wondered why this was all so important to him. Lincoln sat there silently consumed in his thoughts. He didn't even hear Jane calling his name until she put her hand on his shoulder. He shook his head and turned to face her.

"What's wrong Lincoln?"

Jane asked. Lincoln didn't reply. He just stared at her face. He was here physically but not spiritually. She touched his arm causing him to jump.

"What's wrong?"

She asked again. Lincoln took a deep breath.

"I just realised what a big mistake we made. Forget the whole girl thing but by putting Charlotte in there we made the situation worse for Michael. He's going to get into a lot of fights because of her."

He explained. Jane was confused.

"He barely knows her Linc. Besides she's been trained well. She can handle herself."

Jane said. But Lincoln didn't agree. He gave her a little forced smile.

"You're wrong there…even if she can handle herself Mike will still help her. Not because of his whole gentleman act but because he knows her better than anyone else in this world. They used to be best friends back in university. She was the only part of his school life that he shared with me. Besides the grades and school reports. He's also really protective of her. He punched someone in the nose once nearly breaking it. The guy only called her fit. So that's why this is really bad."

Lincoln explained. He looked at Jane's expression. She was dazed. Lincoln sighed and got up to put the cups away. Jane sat on the bed thinking about what he had just said.


The car stopped at the airport fifteen minutes ago and all three passengers plus the mob of agents were boarding the plane. Sara went in first and found a seat next to the window. LJ came and sat down beside her. Bruce went to sort out the luggage problems. Seemed like Sara had packed a little too much. LJ took in the last bit of fresh air and watched as the door closed. Bruce had come back and was sitting on the seat next to him. LJ had a déjà vu moment. It was just like the last time he had travelled. Only without Jane and the mass of guys in black suits. Now it was with Sara and a mass of guys in blue suits including Bruce. LJ looked over Sara and outside of the window. He gulped nervously and then quickly reached over to close the shutter. He sat back in his seat and took deep breaths. In minutes they would be up in the air.

"You okay?"

Sara had been watching him and she noticed that all the colour had faded from his face. She opened up the shutter and watched as LJ looked outside nervously.

"Mmmhmm."

LJ tried not to talk. He was afraid he would vomit. Sara watched him closely.

"You're afraid of flying aren't you?"

Sara asked knowingly. She had seen cases of flying phobia and LJ didn't have it bad. Usually the patient would run out of the plane and faint. But LJ was holding up fine.

"I. Hate. Planes."

LJ managed to say. Sara couldn't help but laugh. LJ gave her a look.

"Sorry…but it's not that bad. You're doing fine for someone who hates planes. But don't worry it'll be over sooner than you know. Just drink some water and rest. You'll do fine. I'll be right next to you if you need anything. Okay?"

She told him. LJ nodded relaxing a little.

"Kay."

He replied. The red light flashed and the pilot told everyone to fasten their seatbelts. It was time for take off. Sara smiled happily at LJ.

"This is it LJ. Another step closer!"

She clapped her hands in joy as the plane took off.


Michael and Charlie were walking around the yard. They still hadn't found a way to claim their territory.

"I've thought of every possible way but they're all undoable if you get what I mean…"

Charlie said. She ran a hand through her silky hair.

"Don't get stressed Charlie."

Michael said randomly. Charlie looked at him and gave a little smile.

"How did you know I was stressed?"

She asked. Michael smiled.

"Whenever you're stressed or something's bothering you, you always run your hand through your hair. Since you're hardly stressed it's an easy thing to figure out."

Michael explained. Charlie laughed.

"Boy you've got me all figured out haven't you!"

She joked. Michael laughed and carried on walking. This was like a daily routine for them. Plan, joke about, get into fights, have a deep conversation. It was like school again. But without the knowledge and education. Charlie looked around the yard. It was so gloomy despite the fact that the sun was out. The vibe that all the cons sent off was so dull. The stares and the glares. It was so…so…well words couldn't describe it. She looked up a Michael who was looking around just as she was.

"This place is so…so…upsetting. It totally kills the mood."

Charlie frowned as she spoke. Michael returned her frown.

"Yeah. Even when the sun is shining."

He said. Charlie nodded in agreement.

"Remember the good old days Michael?"

She stopped walking and stood by the fence. Michael joined her with a grin on his face.

"Yup, he good old days…"

He said. Charlie looked at the expression on his face.

"Messing around without the care in the world. Getting to where we wanted to be. Having a choice in what we did. No running, no conspiracies, no guilt…"

His smile turned into a frown. He remembered why he had gone through with everything in the first place. Lincoln still hadn't found out and Michael wanted it to stay like that.

"Michael…"

Charlie began to say.

"…Why do you feel so guilty? It wasn't your fault."

She finished her sentence. Michael looked away. She was always able to tell what was wrong with him but now Michael wanted her to stop. He didn't want anyone to find out. Not her, not Lincoln, not even Sara. It was something they wouldn't be able to take.

"You wouldn't understand."

He said blankly. Charlie noticed that there was no tone in his voice. It was completely blunt. This was one of Michael's weak spots she figured.

"Michael tell me…"

She pleaded. He stood facing the other way. Not wanting to turn around.

"Oh come on Michael. You have to open up to someone. It's better to talk about it then keep it bottled up inside. I think you should tell me…unless you want to go tell Lincoln."

He turned around instantly. Charlie looked at his face something was wrong. There was a piece missing in this puzzle.

"It was my fault…I could have stopped him…"

He confessed. Charlie looked confused.

" Charlie on the night of the escape I was about to do something I shouldn't have thought of doing…"

His voice trailed off as he remembered that moment he shared with Vee.

"Which was what?"

Charlie asked wanting to know more.

"I was with Vee. We had some drinks and she came home with me. We were about to do something we shouldn't have thought of doing. I realised that when I got a call on my mobile. It was from Lincoln. But I didn't answer. If I had answered then we wouldn't be in this mess. So he went and then you know what happened. The whole conspiracy was put into action. I was left with feeling guiltier than ever."

Michael confessed. Charlie wasn't shocked. 'He did say that they had some drinks…' she thought, 'Michael would never be that unfaithful if he was in the right state of mind'

"Michael people make mistakes all the time. Just because you didn't pick up doesn't mean that it was entirely your fault. Last I heard was that the guys had some leverage on Lincoln. So even if you picked up he would have gone and done the crime. But the best thing is that you did whatever you could to get him out. Well Michael you succeeded! He's free to do as he pleases and it's all thanks to you."

Charlie tried to give him back his confidence but by the look on his face it seemed like she was failing.

"Charlie it's not that simple. I mat have freed him from jail and had him exonerated but I wasn't able to free him emotionally. He had to witness the murder of the love of his life! He was on the phone to Vee when they shot her! She wouldn't have been there if I hadn't told her to look into Lincoln's case. So many people died Charlie. Sara lost her father. I lost my father! Not to mention the States lost some citizens. Innocent people Charlie! The people that T-Bag killed and the people that Haywire killed. Not to mention the people that the Company killed in order to get what they wanted. I wanted Lincoln to be free of that guilt but he's carried the guilt as well as me. So basically I've done nothing for him."

Michael said. Charlie sighed Michael wasn't making this any easier for her.

"Michael relax that wasn't all your fault. Some of them were just accidents…"

Charlie said. Michael looked at her.

"Accidents? Just accidents? I think you didn't hear me Charlie innocent people."

Michael said. Charlie sighed again. He needed to calm down. Of course Charlie knew they were innocent people. But that was the way it had to happen. He can't change the way things are meant to be. But the problem with Michael was that he took on the guilt no matter how big it was. He was always the one feeling guilty even if he had nothing to do with it. Charlie agreed that some things did count like T-Bag but that still wasn't his fault. He had to take T-Bag on to complete his plan.

"I heard you Michael. But I still think you shouldn't carry the guilt of others. You need to save all your time and thoughts for helping me get you out of here. I need to get you back with Lincoln and Sara."

Charlie told him. Michael smiled when she mentioned Sara's name.

"Charlie…thanks for trying to make me feel better…"

He thanked her and gave her a hug. Charlie welcomed him with open arms at least she tried.

"Aw check it out boys ain't that just the cutest. How about sharing the goodies with the rest of us?"

Michael pulled away from Charlie and looked to see who was talking to him.

"Bone."

He nodded at Minty's lackey. Michael couldn't help but smirk at the nickname. These guys needed to update their nicknames.

"Minty was a little busy…so I thought I'd come and try to pry you away from the little pretty over there. Maybe I could have a one on one with her."

Bone licked his lips. Michael winced when he used the word pretty it reminded him of T-Bag and he didn't want to be reminded of that guy.

"I don't think that's doable. You see if you want to get to her you have to go through me."

Michael said protectively. Charlie stood behind Michael, she didn't like where this was headed.

"Bring it on brother."

Bone laughed. He turned around to look at the other guys.

"Y'all think this dude can beat me?"

He asked them with sarcasm. The moment he turned around to face Michael he was hit in the jaw. He fell to the ground instantly.

"Rule one…don't look away that gives me the element of surprise."

Michael smirked. 'Time to make a statement' he thought. Bone stood up.

"Now listen here bro-"

He began to say but Michael hit him in the jaw again. Bone staggered backwards.

"Rule number two…don't talk."

Michael looked at the blood dripping from Bone's face. Bone groaned and managed to stand still for a moment. He gave Michael a glare before running at him with full speed. Michael stepped back and Bone flew past him only stopping when he came into contact with the fence. Michael walked over to the fence and crouched down next to Bone.

"Rule number three…don't run at full speed, you won't be able to stop."

Michael gave him a pitiful smile and stood up.

"Those rules apply to all of you."

He stared at the cons surrounding him. Charlie stepped forward.

"Yeah, you dare come near us and Michael will sort you out!"

Charlie showed them some attitude. They looked at Bone lying unconscious on the floor and grinned. They walked off leaving all the cons stunned. They reached the far end of the yard and burst out in laughter.

"Now that…was funny."

Charlie managed to say between laughter. Michael nodded he hadn't laughed like this in ages, who knew beating someone up could be so…fun?

"Oh God…wait until Linc and Sara hear…crap! Sara…I was supposed to call her."

Michael hit him self. Charlie looked confused.

"Urm Michael I hate to break it to you but…there are no payphones."

She looked around the yard and then back at Michael.

"Oh that's not going to be a problem…"

He looked around them and took something out of his pocket. It was a cell phone.

"…I have what you call a self service."

He smiled at her. Charlie smiled back.

"Well then let's go."

She said. Both Michael and Charlie made their way over towards the prison block. They entered the building and looked for an empty 'cell'. They found one and Michael went in to make the call whilst Charlie stayed outside on lookout. Michael sat down on the floor and dialled in the number that was etched into his heart.

"C'mon Sara…pick up…"

He said impatiently. After a few rings Michael gave up. Something was going on. Sara never switched her phone off. Unless she was doing something important. But what? Michael sighed and decided to send her a text instead. 'Ah the many ways of communicating.' He thought. Michael smiled as he sent a text to Sara [[...hey you're not answering your cell I really need to talk to you so call as soon as you can love you forever your Michael…. Michael turned his phone off and went outside to join Charlie hoping that Sara would call soon.


"Are you serious Linc? I had no idea."

Jane sighed. Lincoln had just finished explaining their relationship with Charlie.

"Well you know now. So we have to do something…anything!"

Lincoln drummed his fingers on the table. Jane put her hand over his.

"Lincoln we can't do anything now. It'll be too risky and besides what are we going to do? Walk in and say that we need them out? Yeah right. We have to think this through."

Jane explained. She ran a hand through her hair again. This was just too much. She needed help. She needed more back up.

"I'm going to call for more back up."

She announced. She moved away from Lincoln and got off the bed. She looked around the room for her cell phone. Lincoln groaned.

"More back up? Jane how much more back up do you need? You've got agents stationed in every nook and cranny of the city. If you need back up all you have to do is pick up the phone and Sucre will be here in a flash. We've got Sara and LJ back in the States working on something that'll come through. We have each other as well. How much more back up do you need?"

Lincoln argued. Jane turned around to face him.

"Well excuse me Lincoln but I think I know when we need more back up or not. I've been doing this much longer than you have."

Jane shouted back. Lincoln jumped off the bed.

"I don't care whether you've done this longer than I have. Those were other people and other situations. This is about Michael my baby brother. No one knows how to handle this better than me."

He yelled. Jane scoffed obviously not liking his response.

"Oh so what are you going to do? Go get a bulldozer and break him out? It doesn't work like that buddy. It takes time and planning. You think Michael walked into Fox River with just the blueprints? Yeah right, you've just proved that you're just the brute. The one who has a lack of intelligence!

Jane regretted it as soon as she said it. It just came out she didn't mean it. Lincoln looked taken aback. He didn't expect that from Jane. Sure he used to say that about himself but it hurt more when someone you like said…well yelled it. Jane looked at Lincoln's hurt face.

"You know what I don't care if I'm the brute. At least that counts as something."

He said in a cold voice. He walked out of the room leaving Jane to her guilty thoughts. She snapped out of her thoughts and followed him out. He was sitting in the living room reading a magazine. Jane walked up to him shyly.

"Lincoln…Linc I'm really sorry I didn't mean it…"

She began to apologise. Lincoln carried on reading as if he wasn't listening to her at all. Jane took a deep breath.

"You know what Lincoln. I've had enough. You can sit here and sulk like a big baby but I'm going to do something about this."

She informed him. She turned around and walked out of the apartment. Lincoln put the magazine aside. He was listening to Jane apologising. He felt bad for sulking even though what she said was out of order. But that's what happens between couples right? You argue and then forgive and forget. Lincoln stood up, he decided to go and apologise to Jane for being a big baby. He walked outside and looked around for Jane. He saw her walking at the far end of the street. He called for her but she couldn't hear him. 'Damn she can walk fast' he thought. He started to walk after her. hen he noticed a sleek black car pull up at the end of that road.

"Uh-oh."

Lincoln said. Seeing black cars wasn't a good sign. Then some men in black suits emerged from the car.

"Great!"

He yelled and then made a run for it. Black cars and men in black suites. Put together are not a good thing.

"Jane…JANE!"
He yelled as soon as he got close enough. She heard him and turned around. But Lincoln was too late as soon as she turned around the men came up to her and were forcing her to come with them. Lincoln an as fast as he could but he wasn't fast enough. All he heard was Jane calling his name. Then the black car was gone. Leaving Lincoln standing there alone.


"Bone I didn't tell you to say anything to Scofeild I told you to keep and eye on him. What the fuck were you trying to do?"

Minty looked at Bone who was covered in bruises. Seemed like Scofeild had won again. Minty was getting sick of this. Bone swallowed nervously.

"I-I was just…I wanted to…you know the girl…I just thought-"

Bone rambled on. Minty cut him off.

"You thought? See that's where you went wrong. I didn't tell you to think! I told you to keep an eye on him! How many times do I have to say that? Look at your bruises! Now those two have got a big ego, they've beaten me and now you! Fuck!"

Minty yelled. He kicked the chair next to him. Bone winced.

"Well the girl, she is SO fine and y'no…"

Bone went red as he spoke. Minty groaned and put up his hand to stop Bone from talking. He ran his hand over his baldhead. He snapped his fingers and immediately two men appeared to take Bone away. Minty turned to his right.

"Yo Dudz, where the fuck is that drugged up guy?"

Minty asked his right hand man. Dudz stepped forward.

"Don't know. Dope was keeping an eye on him yesterday. He said that he saw him somewhere in the halls yesterday. Sleeping."

Dudz told Minty. Minty sat down.

"Where's Dope?"

He asked. Dudz shrugged.

"D'no."

He said. Minty pulled a face.

"Well go find him then and get him to bring that drugged up dude to the corner. Minty wants a…word."

Minty smiled deviously as he cracked his knuckles. Dudz nodded and smiled knowingly. He exited the cell going off to find Dope. He looked around the prison block and found Dope at his usual hang out dealing with some other cons.

"Yo Dope!"

Dudz called him. Dope looked to see who was calling him. He saw Dudz and rolled his eyes. He walked over to him.

"What?"

He asked. He was in the middle of business and he didn't need to deal with Minty and Dudz right now.

"Minty wants to know where Mahone is."

Dudz told him. Dope sighed he knew this was going to be about Mahone.

"He was just with me. I think he went out in the yard."

Dope said. Dudz nodded and walked out into the yard. He stepped out and scanned the yard for Mahone. He found Mahone talking to Michael and Charlie. Dudz shook his head and walked over to the three.

"…Just let me in on it Michael!"

Mahone pleaded. Michael shook his head for the hundredth time.

"No way. You're out and you're staying out!"

Michael told him firmly. Mahone sighed and then felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He turned around to find Dudz standing behind him.

"It's Minty time…"

He informed Mahone and stood there waiting for Mahone to move.

"Go Alex…and don't come back to us."

Charlie had the last words. Mahone gave them a final glare before turning to follow Dudz to meet Minty. Instead of going inside to Minty's room they went to the far end of the yard. Mostly known as the Corner.

"Why are we here?"

Mahone questioned. He had heard about this area of the yard. It wasn't pleasant but why would Minty want to talk to him here? Dudz didn't say a word he just stood still looking out at the yard. Mahone caught on. Minty didn't want a word he wanted to have a one on one with Mahone.

"Urm-I-Well tell Minty I'll talk to him later…"

Mahone wanted to get away from there a.s.a.p. He started to walk away but he didn't get far because he was pinned to the fence by Dudz. Seemed like Minty wasn't going to take any chances. Mahone looked at Dudz. He had a killer look in his eyes. Mahone feared for his life but all Dudz did was break out in laughter. He dragged Mahone back to the Corner by his arm. He threw him on the floor and gave him a look.

"Sit. Stay."

Dudz ordered Mahone. Mahone winced he didn't like this new role he was playing. He didn't like it at all. Mahone just sat down in silence waiting for Minty.

"Yo, Mr Mahone."

Minty's voice boomed in Mahone's ears. Mahone looked up and saw Minty heading his way.

"I need a…word with you."

Minty paused for some dramatic effect.

"Something tells me you want more than a word."

Mahone got up from his place on the ground.

"My, my aren't you clever."

Minty grinned.

""So what's all this about?"

Mahone wanted to know.

"Well you see I told you to get me in on the action and you failed to deliver so now I have to deal with you."

Minty cracked his knuckles looking forward to beating Mahone up. Mahone groaned.

"I failed? Well you only gave me two hours! It takes a lot longer than that. Especially with a guy like Scofield. These thinks take time. As they say good things will come to those who WAIT."

Mahone explained.

"Well you better do what you have to do quickly. Otherwise you know what's gonna happen. This is your last chance."

Minty gave in. he needed to get out so badly that he was willing to do anything. Mahone silently thanked the lord and walked away from Minty and his crew.

"Yo Dudz, follow Mr M I need to keep an eye on the dude."

Minty ordered Dudz. Dudz nodded and began to follow Mahone. He tried to keep to the shadows but it didn't work. Being an ex-agent Mahone knew when he was being followed. He silently cursed Minty and walked away.


"LJ, LJ…wake up!"

Sara poked the sleeping LJ next to her.

"Huh? Yeah I'm up…"

LJ got up slowly and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Sara was sitting in her seat waiting for the doors to open so she could breathe in some fresh air.

"Bruce! Hurry up!"

She said impatiently. Bruce laughed at her eagerness.

"Relax Sara. Why don't you call Lincoln and Jane in the mean time?"

Bruce suggested. Sara nodded as she whipped out her cell phone and turned it on. She had gotten a couple of texts. All of them were from Lincoln oh and one from Michael.

"Whoa Dad certainly missed us."

LJ exclaimed. Sara laughed and opened Lincoln's text to see what he had written. [[…Urgent call quickly! Jane's gone… was all the message said. Sara looked at LJ who had read the message too. He looked really worried. Sara quickly dialled in Lincoln's number.

"Sara?"

Lincoln answered the phone.

"Yeah Linc it's me. What happened?"

She asked.

"Well after you left me and Jane got talking. I found out some things so talking led to arguing. Arguing led to certain things being said. She said things; I said things and that led to Jane walking out. I went after her and saw some guys taking her away. I was too late and couldn't stop them. I've been trying to track her down ever since."

Lincoln explained. Sara gasped. LJ looked at her wondering what had happened.

"Well-urm…do you want us o come back?"

She asked. Lincoln sighed.

"No you keep on doing what you're doing. But do it quickly."

He told her. Sara nodded.

"Yeah okay. Don't worry Linc it'll be fine."

She tried to reassure him.

"I hope so."

He replied. Sara said her goodbyes and hung up. She turned to face LJ and Bruce who were waiting for her to speak.

"Jane got kidnapped."

She announced. LJ's eyes widened.

"WHAT!"

He yelled in disbelief.

"You heard me right."

She told him. Bruce took out his cell phone.

"I'm going to call my guy and tell him to arrange a meeting now. Then we can get you lot back to Panama to help Lincoln."

Bruce told them. Sara nodded as they exited the plane. Bruce led them over to an empty bench and they sat down as Bruce went to make the phone call.

"Is she really gone?"

LJ asked quietly. Sara nodded. Just when something good happened, something bad had to overrule it. Sara felt so sorry for Lincoln. God knows what he was going through. Jane being kidnapped and Michael still in jail. Wait…Sara remembered that Michael had sent her a text. She took out her cell phone again and opened up his text. She read it and smiled. She dialled in his number waiting impatiently to hear his voice again.

"Hello…Sara?"

Michael answered the phone on the first bell. It was as if he was waiting for her. Sara smiled as he took her name.

"Hey Michael. You wanted me to call you. Is something wrong?"

She asked. She wanted him to say no. She couldn't handle another blow.

"Can't we call each other without there being something wrong? After all you are my fiancée."

Michael asked making Sara laugh.

"Yes you can dear fiancé of mine but we're all on edge out here."

Sara told him. Michael frowned.

"What happened?"

Sara could sense the concern in his voice. She took a deep breath before answering.

"Linc and Jane had an argument. Jane walked out. She was then kidnapped by some weird men. Lincoln just called me and-"

Sara explained. Michael cut her off.

"Wait a minute you weren't there?"

He asked. Sara sighed.

"No you see I'm in the States with LJ and Bruce we-"

She replied. Michael's eyes widened and he cut her off…again.

"The States? Why?"

Sara was about to answer his question when Bruce came back.

"I'll have to call you later. I love you."

She said. Michael was about to reply but all he could hear was the dial tone. What had happened? Meanwhile Sara was talking to Bruce.

"…So we're meeting them in fifteen minutes? Let's go!"

She said. Both Sara and LJ stood up and followed Bruce towards the car that was waiting for them.

"I've also arranged for a flight back to Panama tonight."

Bruce told them. Sara nodded her head but didn't say a word. She sat quietly as they made their way over to a safe, secret location.


Lincoln walked back into the apartment after a hard day out. He crashed on the couch. He had been out looking for Jane again. He had found her cell phone and had called up every agent who was stationed in Panama. Right now each and every one of them were out looking for Jane. Lincoln was exhausted but he wasn't able to rest knowing that Jane was out there somewhere alone. He really needed to talk to someone. He didn't want to bother Sara again because she was working on the Michael situation.

"Michael."

Lincoln grabbed his phone and dialled in Michael's number.

"Michael?"

He asked as soon as someone picked up the phone.

"Linc…I heard about Jane."

Michael said.

"Did Sara tell you?"

Lincoln asked.

"Yeah don't worry Linc, you'll find her."

Michael tried to reassure him.

"It was my fault she ran out anyway."

Lincoln said as he made his way over to the kitchen.

"What were you arguing about anyway?"

Michael asked curiously. Lincoln took out a bottle of beer.

"Urm tactics. What to do about your situation and urm Charlotte."

Lincoln took a swig of his beer.

"Charlotte? Why?"

Michael whispered. Lincoln assumed that Charlie must have been close by.

"Mike she's a girl. The only girl in a prison full of MEN! Men who probably haven't had sex in a very long time. Men who will do anything to get a piece of her. Even if it means harming you. It's dangerous bro."

Lincoln explained. Michael sighed.

"I know but what's done is done. We can't do anything to change it. Besides they won't even think of harming her or me for that matter. I battered the toughest guy in here. So I think they'll stay away for now."

"Michael said with pride. Lincoln smiled.

"That's my bro. So what else did Sara say?"

Lincoln asked. Michael remembered something.

"Oh yeah she said she was in the States…why's that?"

Michael asked. He needed to know. Either something was terribly wrong or she had to attend some kind of thing for her father.

"Mike there may be another way."

Was all Lincoln said. Then the line got cu off. Lincoln looked at his cell phone. The battery was dead.

"Great!"

Lincoln cried as he kicked the bin sending all its contents flying all over the place. Lincoln sighed before going to clean up. Michael sat in his cell thinking about what Lincoln had said. 'There may be another way' Michael frowned. Seemed like every time someone tried to explain it to him the got cut off! 'but another way to what?' was the question in his mind.


Bruce had said that they would reach the safe house in fifteen minutes. That fifteen minutes felt like fifteen hours for LJ.

"Are we there yet?"

LJ asked the same question for the hundredth time. Even Sara wanted to get out. Bruce looked annoyed and was about to answer when the car stopped. Bruce rolled down the window and all three laid there eyes on a petite house that was in the middle of nowhere. Bruce looked at LJ and grinned.

"We're there."

He announced. LJ thanked God that they had reached the house.

"Finally."

Sara muttered under her breath. An agent opened the door for them and they got out of the car. LJ inhaled deeply and took in the fresh air. Sara laughed quietly as he exhaled. Seemed like he wasn't fond of car journeys either. Bruce, Sara and LJ walked towards the house accompanied by some agents. Bruce opened the gates and led them over to the door. He rang on the doorbell. No one answered. Then he knocked on the door. After waiting for a few minutes they heard someone shuffling on the other side of the door. The door opened a little revealing a pair of light brown eyes.

"Who's there?"

The man asked. Sara and LJ exchanged glances.

"Bruce Bennett, Sara Tancredi, LJ Burrows and Agents Thomas, Craig and Edwards."

Bruce informed the man. In return the man nodded.

"Number please?"

He asked. Bruce sighed.

"22436592"

He said. Sara looked at LJ in confusion.

"Must be a code to get in or a code to tell that it's actually us."

He whispered. Sara nodded in agreement. The man had closed he door again. They heard more shifting and shuffling from the other side and this time the door was opened fully letting the five see the man fully. Sara looked at him up and down. He looked like he was in his 30s. he was wearing a suit and some designer glasses that he must've put on when he was opening the door for the second time. His light brown air was spiked up. He was nowhere as hot as Michael in Sara's opinion. He motioned for them to come in. Bruce walked in first followed by Sara, LJ, Thomas, Edwards and Craig. The man closed the front door and led them towards the living room.

"Take a seat please."

He pointed at the couches. There were two couches. One of the couches was already occupied by a woman. Sara sat down next to LJ and Bruce. She looked at the woman who was making herself look busy by smoothing out her skirt. She had brown curly hair, which rested on her shoulders. She looked up at the three with her sky blue eyes. She gave them a small smile. Sara gave her a small smile in return. The man came and sat down next to the woman.

"Well I suppose we should start with introductions. My name is Tom Henson. I used to work with Lincoln in Terrence Steadman's company. That's when I stumbled across this case. I've been following it up for some time and I've done a lot of research."

Tom said looking over at all the papers stacked up in the corner. The woman next to him coughed. Sara let out a small laugh. 'Nice technique' she thought.

"Oh right. This is Sophia…"

Tom paused for dramatic effect.

"…Scofield. Sophia Scofield."

He finished his sentence. Both Sara and LJ looked at the pair in shock with their mouths wide open.

"Urm-I'm sorry…did you say Scofield?"

Sara stuttered. 'Please don't let her be another wife' she begged silently.

"Yes Scofield. She's their cousin."

Tom told her. Sara sighed with relief. LJ was still in shock.

"C-C-Cousin?"

He stammered Sara patted him on the back.

"Urm Sophia meet Lincoln's son. Lincoln Burrows Junior. Or LJ."

Sara introduced the two. Sophia looked at LJ and smiled.

"You look like Lincoln as well."

She said in a quiet voice. LJ smiled shyly.

"Th-Thanks."

He thanked her. but he was still shocked.

"Urm Sara right? Why don't you come into my office and we'll let the two talk."

Tom led the way to his office. Bruce and Sara stood up and followed him out. The three agents decided to stand outside seeing how awkward that moment was.

"So how are you related to Dad?"

LJ asked the first sentence. Sophia shuffled in her seat.

"Well your grandmother, Aunt Christina, had a half sister. My mother, Renee Scofield. After Aunt Christina died my mother and father decided to move. Actually that was before. I remember now. Our parents had a huge fight and we moved away. We didn't hear anything from Aunt Christina after that. We had no idea what was going on."

Sophia said. Tears formed in her eyes. How could they have left Michael and Lincoln in such a state?

"Well you must have heard. I mean it was on the news all over the States."

LJ told her. It's not as if they moved completely.

"Well we moved to Japan."

Sophia said. Well maybe they did move completely. LJ motioned for her to carry on.

"Yeah urm I used to call sometimes but after university we lost touch. Recently Tom called me up and told me everything. I had to save the only family I had left so here I am. My father went A.W.O.L and my mother was in an accident last year. So you three are my only family left."

Sophia finished off. LJ was really excited wait until his father saw her. LJ used to ask about other relatives when he was younger but his parents never told him anything. He had seen a picture of Michael and Lincoln with a little girl when they were kids but whenever he asked they either changed the subject or didn't answer at all. Now he knew why, they had lost contact with her.

"Well it's always nice to find out that I have another living breathing family member, Aunt Sophia."

LJ beamed at her. Sophia smiled back.

"Please call me Aunt Sophi or just Sophi."

She told him. He smiled and nodded his head. Then they began to talk about other things and got to know each other better. Meanwhile Sara, Bruce and Tom were in the office making some plans.

"So we've got two people in jail right? Michael and a girl agent. Well I did my research and decided that we should try a transfer."

Tom told them. Sara looked at him.

"A transfer?"

She asked. Tom picked up some papers off his desk.

"Yes a transfer. You see when I was researching I came across some information on the Company. When Minty got caught the Company tried to get him back. Paying the jail warden some money wasn't enough. So they forged a transfer. Minty was a wanted man so they got the cops to transfer him back into the States. They were going to interpret the transfer and bust him out. But the governor at that time found out and he stopped it just in time. That governor was shot two days after. God bless his soul. Nobody has thought of trying a transfer again. I believe that with the right resources we can pull this off for real."

Tom explained. Sara couldn't believe it.

"Are you sure? I mean what if people find out?"

She asked. She wanted this to be perfect.

"It'll work. We have the agents to go undercover and we have the transfer papers. It looks like they're real but they're not. It's a full proof plan."

Tom reassured her. Sara shot a smile at Bruce who was already grinning.

"Well then Tom lets get back to Panama!"

She cried as she marched out.

"To Panama!"

Tom and Bruce yelled in union as they followed her out. Sophia and LJ were talking when Sara came in the room and interrupted them.

"LJ!"

She yelled causing him to jump.

"Yes Sara?"

LJ asked as calmly as he could.

"Let's go!"

She said as she marched out of the front door.

"I'm guessing she found a way to get Uncle Mike out."

LJ said and followed Sophia out. All five plus the agents walked over to the car. LJ had gone to talk to Bruce and Tim. Whilst Sara walked with Sophia.

"So Sophia you eager to meet your cousins again?"

Sara asked. Sophia looked at her.

"Call me Sophi and yes I am looking forward to it."

She smiled at Sara.

"Okay…Sophi, it's always nice to have another woman on board."

Sara grinned at her.

"Thanks, it's nice to be able to help. So you're with Michael then?"

Sophi asked causing Sara to turn bright red.

"Yeah-Yeah I am."

She stuttered. Sophi laughed.

"Yeah I can tell."

She said.

"Well it's not a bad thing. I love him a lot. Ever since he walked into my infirmary and used my senior quote."

Sara smiled as she recalled their first encounter. Sophi looked at her in confusion. Sara laughed.

"Doesn't matter. What matters is that I can get him out of Sona and back with me and his family. Just like it's meant to be."

Sara finished as they reached the car. They got in and fastened their seatbelts.

"Well good luck on that."

Sophi said as they made their way over to the airport.


Michael paced the small cell wondering what was going on outside the prison. Jane had gotten kidnapped. Sara was in the States. 'There may be another way' Lincoln's words repeated themselves in his head. What way? For what? Was he talking about breaking out? Or Jane? Michael had so many questions but no one to provide the answers. He looked at his cell phone and decided to call Sara again. He dialled in her number and waited for her to pick up. After a few bells he gave up. He sat down on the floor and sighed. He looked over at Charlie who was fast asleep. Since she had come they took turns in sleeping. He would rest and she would look out and vice versa. You never know what'll happen when you're asleep in a place like Sona. You could get killed or worse raped. Being killed didn't seem that bad in Sona. It was a way to get out. Being raped meant that it would happen again. Most cons committed suicide just to get away from this place. This prison was said to have the highest death rate in the history of prisons.

"No-No! Leave me alone…p-please!"

Michael snapped out of his thought as he heard Charlie crying out in her sleep.

"Charlie?"

He whispered. She kept on tossing and turning.

"No-No!"

She cried. Michael got up and walked over to the area were she was sleeping.

"Charlie…"

He called her again. He put his hand on her arm and shook her gently. She jumped up causing Michael to fall back. She had sweat all over her face and she was breathing heavily.

"Charlie, are you okay?"

Michael asked once he got up.

"Y-Yeah I am, why wouldn't I be?"

She laughed nervously. Michael looked at her in the eyes, she looked away quickly but Michael had already seen the fear in her eyes.

"It was just a nightmare."

She tried to dismiss the subject.

"Just a nightmare? Charlie from what I saw it didn't look like 'just a nightmare'. What happened?"

He asked her. Charlie turned around not wanting to face him.

"Nothing."

She replied. Michael scoffed.

"That wasn't nothing. Charlie I think it's time you told me what is going on. Every time you go to sleep you end up like…this."

He looked at her with a concerned face. Charlie sighed.

"Well I suppose I should tell someone."

She began.

"Yes, remember it's better to tell someone than keep it bottled up inside."

Michael quoted. Charlie gave him a small smile.

"Well you are my closest friend. Remember when I told you about how I got this mission? Well I didn't tell you everything. There was a whole chunk that I missed out. When I was running from the Company I didn't do a very good job. Bill Kim has ways of getting around. He caught me once. I had hidden the memory stick so he wouldn't find it. He tortured me for hours. He drowned me in the bathtub. Well he tried. He locked me up with a man who was mentally deranged. Who kept on…he kept on trying to rape me. And the other guys just sat there and laughed. Eventually he gave up and tried to kill me. But I escaped after he had shot me in the arm. I went to a hospital and got it fixed. Then I met Jane everything went fine. Until I found out about your escape. They sent me after T-Bag once. He managed to give me a few scars and that. So that's all."

Charlie smiled, well she tried to smile at Michael who was still in shock.

"W-Well you don't have to worry about any of them anymore. Bill Kim is dead and T-Bag is locked up. Besides. I would never let anyone touch you."

Michael reassured her. She flashed him a smile and closed her eyes again. Michael sat beside her and watched her trying to get to sleep again.


Lincoln stood in the airport waiting for the arrival of Sara and LJ. They had mentioned two other people but Lincoln wasn't listening. He just wanted to have his family with near him. His son and his sister. Together they would be able to find Jane and free Michael. Sara had told him that they had already found a way to free Michael, so the only thing left was to find Jane. He had all the agents tracking her down. Lincoln kept in contact with Agent Tai and Agent Brent. He trusted them more than the others. After all they had helped Sucre. Lincoln looked around the airport, searching for any sign of LK and Sara. Then he noticed four people coming out surrounded by some agents. Lincoln smiled as he saw his son.

"Hey Dad!"

LJ shouted. He walked over to Lincoln and gave him a small hug.

"Hey buddy."

Lincoln greeted his son. It was great to have him back. LJ let go and looked back in search of the remaining three. Lincoln watched as a smiling Sara walked over with two other people.

"Lincoln it's nice to see you again."

Sara greeted him. Lincoln smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"You too sis."

He replied. He looked over at the other two standing near him. There was a man and a woman. Lincoln looked at the man. Lincoln knew he had seen him before. But where? Then he remembered.

"Thomas?"

Lincoln asked. Tom smiled.

"Well I don't usually answer to Thomas anymore. I'm more of a Tom now."

Tom joked. Lincoln grinned. Same old Thomas. He walked up to Tom and shook his hand.

"Haven't seen you since I left work…I mean since I got fired."

Lincoln said. Tom laughed.

"Well you know I'm always here to help. I looked out for you at work and that's exactly what I'm doing now."

Tom said. Lincoln patted him on the back.

"I knew I always liked you."

Both men laughed. The woman standing next to Tom coughed. Lincoln's attention diverted to her. Something seemed familiar about her. As if he's met her before. Before all of this. Maybe in his childhood? He knew her but he didn't know who she was. It was kind of ironic.

"I know you right?"

He asked wanting to make sure. The woman smiled at him and nodded. Her sky blue eyes twinkled and Lincoln couldn't help but think of a little girl who he knew in the past. But it couldn't be her. Could it? Lincoln gave her another look.

"Dad it's your cousin. My Aunt Sophia."

LJ introduced them. A smile crept up Lincoln's face.

"Sophi?"

He asked. Sophi nodded her head. Lincoln thought it was here and he turned out to be right. Sophi walked up to Lincoln.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you Linc. Although I can tell that you're the same helpful older cousin whom I used to make those paper chatterboxes with."

Sophi smiled as she recalled a part of their childhood.

"It's great to see you too."

Lincoln gave her a hug. Sara watched them from behind. She wandered how Michael would react when he saw Sophi. Sophi had told her that she was closer to Michael than Lincoln. Seeing, as they were closer in ages as well. But seeing Michael's face after all this it would make all the travelling worthwhile.

"So any news on Jane?"

LJ was the first to ask. Lincoln let go of Sophi and frowned as Jane's name was mentioned.

"Nope, but I've got all the agents going around Panama looking for her. They're on lookout for any signs of a black SUV. I'm going to find her. No matter how long it takes."

Lincoln said. Sara admired his determination. It was half of what kept her going. Looking at the way he was handling things, no matter how hard they got, made Sara feel more confident in herself and what they were doing. She was feeling more determined than ever to get back the man she loved.

"So let's get back to the apartment."

LJ suggested. All five walked over to the car parked outside. They got in and Lincoln began to make his way over to the apartment. When they got there Sara took out her extra set of keys and unlocked the door.

"Urm Linc I think we're going to need a bigger place."

Sara said. There were five people and two bedrooms.

"Already thought of that. I-urm brought a new house an hour before I went to get you. I wanted to get it for Jane because she wanted a bigger place. Besides with Michael coming back and you arriving with some new additions. I figured we really needed the place. I've just got some things to set up and we'll be fine."

Lincoln explained. Sara looked at the time it was nearly 11pm.

"Urm I think we'll have to survive one night in the apartment. LJ why don't you sleep with Lincoln. Sophi can sleep with me and Tom you don't mind taking the couch do you?"

Sara asked. Tom shook his head.

"Not at all. I'm so tired I could sleep anywhere."

Tom replied as he went to lay on the couch.

"That's settled then. I think I'm going to get some sleep now. Goodnight."

Sara said as she waked towards her room.

"Yeah me too. Night."

Sophi followed Sara.

"Why don't you go get some rest LJ."

Lincoln directed his son towards the bedroom. Lincoln smiled at the thought of the apartment being alive again. Now all they needed was Michael and Jane and then everything would be picture perfect.


Michael looked out of the small sealed window in the cell he was resting in. It looked like the sun had come out, that meant it was morning already and he still hadn't got a call from Sara. He looked over at Charlie who was fast asleep. She didn't have any nightmares this time. Michael smiled. Talking about it did help. But if he ever came face to face with any of those bastards who just sat and watched her being hurt then he would definitely hurt them. All hell would break loose. He was very protective of her and all his loved ones. Charlie was the little sister he never had so he took extra care of her. Since they were in a prison full of horny men Michael was always on alert. All the men made sick faces at her and some even dared to come and talk…flirt with her. But Michael showed them where their place was. The only guy besides Michael who didn't flirt with Charlie was Dope. Dope never even dared to say anything flirtatious to her. Whether Michael was there or not. Michael did have a conversation with Dope once. He was a good guy who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was a nice guy one that Charlie seemed to like even though she didn't admit it. She usually went red if Dope said anything to her. There was also the fact that she mumbled his name in her sleep. Michael let out a chuckle. Then he went back into a serious mood. He needed to know what was going on outside of the prison. It had been two days since he had last seen Lincoln and Jane. It had been nearly two weeks since he had seen Sara. She was one of the reasons why he was still standing up to fight.

"Michael?"

Charlie's voice brought him back to reality.

"Yeah?"

Michael flashed her a smile. Charlie got up and stretched her arms.

"Let's go for a walk…in the yard that is."

She added with a smile. Michael nodded and followed her out.


LJ sat back in his chair and patted his stomach.

"Wow that was the best breakfast ever. Nice cooking Aunt Sophi. And Sara loved your blueberry pancakes. The best pancakes I've ever tasted. No offence Dad."

LJ complimented the food. Sara and Sophi gave each other a satisfied look.

"Well, my pancakes ain't that bad."

Lincoln said defensively. LJ, Sophi and Sara just laughed. Tom was in the kitchen making himself some coffee and going over the plan for the day. Then his cell phone rang. He looked around to see if anyone was around before answering the call.

"Hello…Thomas here."

He answered the phone.

"Thomas where are you?"

Tom rolled his eyes as he recognised the caller.

"Willis, you don't need to know where I am. I no longer work for you."

Tom said. He didn't want to be found and he didn't want to deal with Willis right now.

"Well last I heard you were in Japan. I need you to get your ass back here. I wan to re-hire you."

Willis said thinking that Tom would go for it.

"No way Willis. I've got a better offer. I am no longer your lackey. So ta-ta."

Tom hung up. This was just great. Now his ex boss was calling him up. He needed a new number; thank God the phone was untraceable.

"You okay?"

A voice called out making Tom jump. He turned around to find Sara standing in the doorway with a pile of dirty dishes.

"Oh yeah, I'm good."

He replied and walked out of the kitchen with his coffee. He sat down at the table and Sara joined them a few minutes later.

"Okay so today we're going to be busy. Things are going to get done around here."

Tom began to say. Sara and Lincoln looked at each other and grinned.

"Sara and Sophi will go to Sona with Agents Tai and Brent along with some other agents. I've got the papers ready and you know what to say. Get in and get out WITH Michael and Charlotte. Then make your way over to the other house."

Tom told Sara and Sophi. He nodded at Lincoln who threw a set of keys at Sara.

"Extra car and extra key for the house. Don't wait up."

Lincoln joked.

"Me, Lincoln and LJ are going after Jane. We'll meet you back at the house hopefully with Jane."

Tom added. All four nodded and then went to get ready for the action packed day ahead of them.


Jane opened her eyes slowly.

"Linc…ouch"

She mumbled. She touched the back of her head; it had been hurting for quite a while now. She tried to open her eyes fully and scanned the room. Four walls and nothing else. Not even a window. Just the four walls surrounding her. She tried to remember what had happened the night before but it was all a blur. Probably because she had a bit of a concussion. Her eyes found a door in front of her she walked dizzily towards it.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

She yelled. She banged on the door a couple of times before giving up. Her head began to hurt again. She tried to find the source of the hurt. She touched her forehead and yelled out in pain. There was a big bruise forming on her forehead.

"Bastards!"

She yelled. She closed her eyes again. She lay back on the ground and tried to remember what had happened. She had an argument with Lincoln. She walked out. He came after her. Some guys took her away from him. Then the rest was still a blur. Jane groaned. She needed to get out.

"Let me out you shit…"

Jane swore. The door opened and three men walked in with big grins on their faces.

"Come on little miss."

One of the guys said. He picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. She kicked his chest whilst punching him on the back. The man hit her on the ass.

"Stupid bastard."

Jane yelled. She gave him one last punch before giving up.

"That's a good girl."

He said as if she was some kind of dog. He walked out of the room followed by the other men. Jane watched as he took her out of some kind of warehouse and towards a car. Jane watched as the other guy opened up the boot.

"Look at that doll face. a special seat we reserved for you. Hope it's not too crowded in there."

He said sarcastically as he shoved he in the boot. He waved goodbye as he locked her in. A few minutes she could feel the car moving.

"Great…"

She mumbled as she was taken away.


"Wow…what a place."

Sophi said as she got out of the car. Sara looked at the jail. It was fairly big and old. But it looked dark and gloomy. She shivered at the thought of entering the prison. She turned to face Agent Tai.

"So everyone know the plan?"

She asked. Agent Tai nodded.

"Yep, all of the agents will act as cops. Me, you and Agent Brent will collect the prisoners. Sophia and Agent Peters will submit the transfer papers. Then we get out. If the guards tag along we lose them at the airport."

Agent Tai repeated the plan once more. Sara nodded and prayed that the pan would go smoothly. It wasn't much but it was all they had. If this didn't work then they would have to rely on the break out plan.

"Okay then let's do this."

Sara said. Sara, Sophi, Agents Tai, Brent and Peters walked over to the prison HQ. Sara took a deep breath before walking through those doors.


Charlie and Michael were in the yard as usual.

"I guess we'll be out by tomorrow or the day after that!"

Charlie said. Michael grinned. He was glad that the plan was going great.

"Michael Scofield and Charlotte Daniels. You have visitors."

A guard called out. Charlie and Michael walked over to the gate. They were handcuffed and then taken to a room. Not the same small room as before but a different larger room. They entered the room and saw two men standing in the middle. The guards left leaving Michael and Charlie cuffed.

"Who are you?"

Michael asked. Charlie could hear the panic in his voice. These two guys had State police uniforms on. Why wouldn't he be panicked? The guys smiled and moved away revealing a woman. A woman with brown silky hair and soft hazel eyes. With a smile that could kill. Her eyes settled on Michael and his heart missed a beat. He walked over to her slowly and gazed at her. His crystal blue eyes stared deeply into her hazel ones. He closed his eyes and opened them again thinking that he was dreaming. She was still standing in front of him. Charlie observed them and didn't like he way he was looking at her. She walked over to them.

"Who is she Michael?"

Charlie asked. Michael looked past Charlie.

"Michael still in the dark here."

Charlie said. Michael ignored her and looked at the love of his life.

"Sara…"

Michael finally said her name. Sra wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly. Charlie watched form the side. So this was the girl that stole his heart. But what was she doing here? With two cops from the States?


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