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My breathing was heavy. I could hear the dogs at my heels. We were running all night. I needed a break at some point. We finally stopped to take a quick break until I heard a train whistle. I looked up.
"What the hell is that?" C-note asked with a confused look. "Train." I whispered.
"Come on, let's go!" Lincoln said as we all began running. We got alongside of the train.
"All we got to do is make it to the other side!" Lincoln said. "What?"
"Make it to the other side!" he said running faster. Lincoln, Abruzzi, and C-note were on the other side. I ran up and got on the other side, missing the train by mere inches.
"Where's Sucre and Michael?" I asked. Sucre came through the train and Lincoln went to get Michael. I heard a gunshot and my heart stopped until I saw Lincoln with Michael coming out of the train.
We then ran into the trees. We ran a lot further then took a break.
"I thought I thought this out!" Sucre breathed out.
"You saw all those guys back there?" Sucre asked. "The key is they're back there and we're up here." Michael said breathing heavily. "Yeah and long is that gonna last?"
"Yeah especially since we don't have a pot to piss in thanks to Abruzzi's magically disappearing jet!" C-note exclaimed.
"Hey, you were never going to be on that plane, brother!" Abruzzi said with his strong accent.
"And don't think I don't know where you were going either Scofield!" C-note said pointing to Michael.
"Where am I going?"
"Oh, I don't know Utah?" C-note said.
"When were you planning on telling us about the money, man?" C-note whispered.
I tried not to intervene but we really didn't have time for this.
"Not like we're being chased by the police or anything." I said messing with my fingers.
"What money?"
"Five million dollars that Westmorland planted in the desert in Utah." C-note said, not taking his eyes off Michael.
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"You wish I didn't know!"
"Wait, wait, what money?" Sucre asked as Michael, Lincoln and I started walking away.
We got down by a little dock and I sat down on the dock next to Lincoln and Michael.
"We got to dump them, now." Lincoln said.
"Can't. They know about Utah." Michael said glancing up at them.
"All the more reason to dump them."
"If they get caught, the feds will know exactly where we're going. They'll tell them." Michael said looking at Lincoln.
"We just got to make sure they stay afloat until we're off in Utah, doing what we got to do."
"Do you really think the money's going to be there?" Lincoln asked.
"Charles may have had a flexible relationship with the truth, but at the end...there'd be no reason for him to lie about it." I said shaking my head.
"I figure once we bag it we cross over to New Mexico, take a whole bunch of bumpy second-class bus rides till we hit Panama." Michael said grinning.
"You really got a fix on this dive shop thing, huh?" Lincoln asked him smiling.
"Yeah." Michael said as all three of us started to laugh.
"Right now, I wouldn't mind swinging in a hammock for the next 10, 20 years." Michael said, getting a control over his laughter.
"We have half the country after us, we ain't making it to Panama. Or Utah." Lincoln said shaking his head.
"How are we supposed to get money and clothes-" Michael cut me off.
"I already got all that." he said looking at me. "I thought the plan was Abruzzi's jet." Lincoln said.
"Abruzzi's jet was plan A." Michael said looking between Lincoln and me.
"Then we got-"
"Everything we need." Michael said. "Where?" Lincoln and I said in unison.
"Storage." Michael said looking at one of the tattoos on his wrist. Lincoln and I both looked at it.
It read Ripe Chance Woods. We got up and walked over to the rest of the guys. "Saddle up." Michael said as he approached them.
"Where are we going?" Abruzzi asked.
"Somewhere we can stop being cons and start being civilians."
"You know, why don't you cut out all the riddles snowflake, and just give it to us straight." C-note said, obviously annoyed.
Sucre started snapping his fingers. "Hey, hey, hey!" he said
"What?"
I saw a little girl coming near us. "Hi!" she said sweetly.
"Hi..." Sucre said hesitantly.
"Hey, little one." C-note said kneeling in front of her.
"What are you doing?" she asked looking at us.
"Well, uh. We're just fishing." he said nicely.
"With no poles?" she asked looking at our hands.
"Well, we like to fish with our hands."
"Yeah, that's it. Hand-fishing" Sucre said nervously.
"I think the question is, what are you doing out here?" Michael asked stepping closer.
She shrugged. "Hunting."
"Gracie!" I heard a man call. I spotted the man and he ran to us.
"Get away! Gracie, get away!" the man said. He pointed his shotgun at us. I didn't move.
"You're the people from Fox River. Don't any of you move a freakin' muscle!" he said angrily.
"Get away from her. Get away from her!" the man shouted at C-note.
"Okay, okay, just relax, relax!" C-note said as he stood up and backed away.
"Sir." Abruzzi said stepping closer to the girl but keeping his eyes on the man.
"You stay where you are. NO NO!" the man shouted as Abruzzi grabbed the girl and pulled out his gun.
Everyone including me was yelling at Abruzzi and telling him to let go of the girl.
"Drop the gun!" Abruzzi said standing up with the girl. The man stood there with the gun still in his hand.
"One!" Abruzzi said. "I'm gonna pull the trigger. Two!" he shouted moving the gun up towards the girls head.
The man threw his gun to the ground. "Good boy, good boy!"
"Get the gun!" Abruzzi said. "Pick it up!" he shouted at Sucre who ran over to it and picked it up. He set the girl down.
"Run to daddy!" Abruzzi said letting go of her. She ran over to her father and clings to his neck. I could kill Abruzzi right now. She looked only 7 or younger.
"I ain't gonna say anything to anybody, man!" he said holding his daughter tight.
"You're not going to get hurt so just calm down. Where's your car?" Michael asked stepping closer to him.
"Up on the road."
"I need your keys." Michael said holding his hand out. The man pulled the keys out of his pocket and gave it to Michael. We all headed towards the road. I was the last one to go.
"I'm sorry." I whispered to the man as I walked by. And I was. Abruzzi had no right to pull that shit. It pisses me off.
We got into the car and headed down the highway. I was in the front with Lincoln who was driving.
"You know what? That's it, I want Eyetie out of the car right now, man. That was a little girl! Don't you have a heart? God! I have a daughter, I have a little girl!" C-note shouted angrily at Abruzzi.
"I got one too. But if I hadn't done what I had to do, we wouldn't be on our way to see em' now would we?" Abruzzi asked.
I turned around to look at Abruzzi. "How dare you try to use his family to make him forget about what you did. You sicken me and I swear to god if you ever try to pull any of that shit again, your ass is getting kicked to the curb. You understand me?" I asked angrily.
"You know I don't have to take this from you."
"You're right. And if you don't like the way things are going around here, you can just march your ass all the way back to Fox River, how does that sound?" I asked with my temper rising.
"Fine. Fine. I won't do it again." he said sitting back and looking out the window.
"Damn right you won't." I mumbled turning back around.
"Turn right up there." Michael said to Lincoln after a brief silence.
"Hold on. Where we going?" C-note asked.
"Oswego." Michael said leaning his head in between the front seats.
"That's west man. We need to go east. My family's back in Chicago." C-note said shaking his head.
"And you think the cops don't know about it? You think they're not just sitting there, waiting for you to come running back home? What's the matter with you?" Abruzzi asked.
"Well, what about New York?" Sucre asked.
"What about it?"
"My girl's pregnant, bro!" Sucre said.
"Understand, your love is your weakness right now, and they know about it." Abruzzi said flatly.
"Doesn't mean it has to stop you. You just got to be smart about it. Get to Oswego." Michael said putting his hand on Lincoln's shoulder.
"Oswego is not on the way, Snowflake." C-note said, irritatingly.
"It's not where Oswego is. It's what's in Oswego." Michael said grinning.
"You're a mad-man!" I said smiling at Michael. A mad-man indeed.
I sighed and looked out of the window, watching all of the trees pass by. Michael cleared his throat and sat up.
"Where's Oswego?" Lincoln asked.
"Half mile, maybe." Michael said leaning on Lincoln's seat. "Good." Lincoln said.
We drove to a storage looking place and we all got out of the car. Michael handed us all shovels once we got inside.
"Let's go!" Michael said as he opened the door. We all exited and we got into the car and drove down to a graveyard. I was very skeptical but it was Michael so I had to trust him.
We approached a grave and started digging. Eventually C-note and Michael hopped in and started digging from there.
"Somebody's going to see us!" C-note said looking around.
"Keep digging!" Lincoln ordered.
"We're gonna go to hell, guys. Swear to God we're gonna go to hell!" Sucre said nervously.
"Help me out." Michael said as he pulled a garbage bag from the ground. C-note pulled one out too and they tossed it up to us.
"You are one sick cat, you know that." C-note said. We helped them out of the grave and went behind some trees.
"Originally this was supposed to be a week's worth of clothes for me and Linc. But, uh, figured you all need just as much help as we do, so.." Michael trailed off handing everyone clothes.
"You're just doing this out of the goodness of your heart, fish?" Abruzzi asked sarcastically.
"That's right John, the heart. You remember what that is don't you?" Michael said with just as much sarcasm.
"I don't suppose you have any clothes for me." I said gesturing towards the mud that stained all over me.
"Actually, I happened to accidentally grab a pair of your clothes." he said handing me some clothes.
"Accidentally?" I questioned.
"Linc had some of your clothes at his place. I can only imagine why."
I shook my head and I walked over a little away from everyone and peeled my shirt off. I put on the black v-neck and pulled off my sweatpants. I put on the denim shorts. Thank God, I had shorts, it was starting to get humid.
I slipped out of my converse and put on my steel-toe work boots. These were the exact ones of mine that went missing. I tied them up and brushed some dirt off of me. I walked over to everyone else who were already dressed.
"Here!" Michael said as he threw me a pair of aviator sunglasses. My aviator sunglasses. I must have left them at Lincoln's place years ago.
"Trouser's are a bit short, don't you think?" Abruzzi asked. Lincoln brushed pass him.
"Chop your feet off. You're good at that." Lincoln said.
I shook my head, smiled and walked towards Lincoln who was separate from everyone else.
"You look nice." I said eyeing him. He laughed and pulled me into a hug. I've been waiting for that.
I let go and saw Michael walking towards us.
"Linc." he said tossing Lincoln a back-pack. "What do we got?" Lincoln asked unzipping the bag.
"Money, passports, pre-paid phone cards." Michael said fixing his tie.
Lincoln laughed. "Archie Ryan?" he said smiling at Michael.
"Did you see mine? Phineas McClintock." Michael said laughing. I smiled because I haven't heard them laugh like this in a while.
Lincoln took out another passport. "Jane Smith, huh?" Lincoln asked looking at Michael. Michael looked at me. "I made a call after you showed up at Fox River."
Lincoln took out car keys. "Whoa. These?" Lincoln asked Michael.
"Keys to a car that's waiting for us. A couple yards from here." Michael said glancing behind him.
"That a three-of-us or six-of-us?" Lincoln asked seriously.
"That's a three-of-us." Michael said.
"They know?" Lincoln asked as I glanced at them. "Not yet." Michael said quietly.
"Guys-guys-guys we got company"! Sucre whispered loudly. We all got closer and ducked behind the trees. Two men exited a black Suburban. They walked over to the grave we dug up.
"We gotta go"! Sucre said running the other way.
"How did he know?" C-note asked running. Everyone else ran but Michael wasn't moving.
"Michael, come on" I said snapping him out of it.
We both ran into the trees and exited by some rail-road tracks. Everyone else was there and we began running and eventually disguised ourselves with the crowd.
We ran into some type of garage and I grabbed one of the phones to call Veronica. She was one of my best friends and she needed to know that I was okay.
It rang only once and she answered.
"Hello?"
"Veronica, it's me. We made it out!" I said happily.
"Amber, are you alright? I was so worried, I saw the news, you guys have to stop. I need Lincoln to turn himself in."
I was confused. "What are you talking about?" I asked looking back to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
"I found Steadman, I'm with him now, Amber. He's alive. Linc's gonna be exonerated."
I heard a knock. "Come in!"
"Steadman? What the hell are you talking about? You found Steadman?" I asked confusingly.
"Veronica, answer me!" I pleaded.
"The police are here, look, I need you guys to stay where you are. You're my best friend and I don't want to lose you." she said quietly.
I could hear people talking in the background but I couldn't make out the words.
"Veronica?" I asked worriedly. I heard three gunshots. "Veronica!" I shouted, feeling the warm tears stream down my cheeks.
I couldn't breath. I slid to the floor and covered my mouth. I heard everyone else stop talking. I heard someone come next to me. I squeezed my eyes shut. She was my best friend.
She helped us through all of this. She put her life on the line to help us.
Then realization struck me. She's never coming back.
She's dead.
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