Michael looked out of the windows of the limo as they drove through D.C. The memorials, buildings, even the trees were welcome sights as he looked out the window. He was free. Too many times he'd thought that after being locked up.

The limo pulled to a stop, letting Michael and Mr. C, as Michael had been told to call him, out to the street. They breathed in the fresh air and looked at the passing crowds.

Mr. C handed Michael a package. He could feel the gun's weight and form inside. A laptop was given to him.

"Everything you need to know about your targets is in here."

Michael looked at it and mumbled, "Thank you."

The man patted Michael's shoulder. The freed man had been given a new suit to walk around in. It looked good on him. He looked at the gun in his hand and closed his eyes. The man whispered, "Just finish this, and you're free. When I take control of The Company, I'll give you and your brother a full pardon. I'll even find Sara and free her too."

Michael looked up abruptly at the smiling face and nodded. "Okay. You got it."

The man climbed into his limo and said, "Good luck. Oh! One more thing!" He tossed Michael a cell phone. "If you need anything, just call me. My number's already in there."

The man nodded vigorously and waved to the man as the limo drove off.

--

Mr. C smiled to himself as he drank champagne in the back of his limo. The phone was bugged. Any calls to enemies and he would know. Michael would die. Other precautions had been made.

Michael Scofield was the perfect puppet. He'd lost everything to The Company, the chance for revenge would be too good to resist. Now, he would kill his enemies and pave the way for the rogue Company man to take control.

Life was good. Mr. C was better.

--

Lincoln, Will, and the captain sat down with a laptop and opened up the file. Tony was hot-wiring a car while Matt and Chris kept watch.

The file was opened and the seals were seen. The boxes popped up and the captain instantly typed in the information.

NAME: Parkins, Frederick

PASSWORD:

Lincoln looked at the asterisks and asked, "What's the password?"

The captain seemed so immersed in the file that he didn't hear. That or he had ignored the question to keep it a secret. The file was opened and a search box was revealed.

The captain turned and asked, "What do you want to know?"

Lincoln immediately said, "Look up Michael Scofield."

The captain complied and the search started. After only a few moments, a picture of Michael along with a lengthy file on him was revealed. His past occupations, awards, encounters with The Company, everything. What interested Lincoln was his status. Lincoln clicked on it and it read in bright red: DECEASED

Deceased? No he wasn't. Yet maybe he'd been killed for some reason. They looked up Lincoln and read about him. His file was much more lengthy and detailed. His status: AT LARGE

Lincoln grinned slightly. He looked up his son. His file wasn't as long as his father's. Status: UNKNOWN

Lincoln thanked God for that as he looked up one more name. Sara Tancredi. The file came up, picture and everything. Pictures of her in Gretchen Morgan's custody were shown. He closed his eyes and let loose a regretful sigh as he looked at it. Status: IN CUSTODY

Lincoln gaped at the bright red words on the screen. He leaned back in his chair as Will asked, "So she's alive?"

"Yes."

The captain chimed in, "Her location is only known to a couple individuals, but, yes she's alive. We hired an actress with Scofield for safety. Should he escape, we didn't want him to have the real Sara Tancredi."

Lincoln looked at the man. "What is this file?"

"Everything The Company was, is, or will be. Names, targets, objectives, master plans. Full reports, extremely detailed reports. This my friends, is the free man's holy grail."

"So, could we destroy The Company with this?" asked Will.

"Possibly. This file, is extremely rare. Only high officials have access to it. Everyone's secrets are here. Everything about everyone is here. Horrible secrets could be revealed with this file. Some of those secrets, would justify the assassination of some officials."

"So," started Lincoln, still reeling from Sara's file. "if some of this got out to The Company, they would rip each other apart."

"Yes."

This caused everyone to sigh and grin. They could end it. All of it. America could be returned to the way it was. The captain ejected the drive and put into his pocket. He turned and looked at the thrilled rebels and said, "Alright, first things first. We've got to stop Michael. He'll ruin everything if he isn't stopped."

Lincoln nodded to the man. "Okay."

Tony ran up, grease all over him. "Okay, I finally got it to work. So let's roll."

With that, the rebels and traitorous Company officer climbed into the mini-van and drove toward D.C.