A/N: I'm glad you guys are enjoying this story here I have to admit when I first put it up I didn't think anyone would read it, but I was wrong. Now it's sort of taking a life of it's own. I do have to warn you that this next chapter deals with some hard issues, but it's necessary to build Kayla's background. I hope you enjoy these next two chapters.

Disclaimer: I still don't anyone or thing in PB

Chapter Ten

"Do you want to know the whole story?" Kayla whispered to Michael as he squeezed in next to her on the small cot. Earlier he had told her about Lincoln being his brother, but she had kept quite as to how she met Lincoln.

"Only if you want to tell me." he said as he lay with his back pressed into hers he could feel each breath she took.

"Well, I suppose since we are sharing the same bed and you're trusting me with your plane I should trust you enough to at least tell you how and why I met your brother." she didn't know how much she wanted to reveal to Michael since not even Lincoln knew why they met that night.

"Trust is earned it's not something you should do it's something that just comes natural." he said feeling her spine stiffen up a little." I know it's hard to talk about things mainly when it concerns Lincoln."

"This is the hardest thing I've ever had to say to anyone because I've never told anyone." she said finding it hard to breath without making contact with Michael's body.

"You don't have to tell me you know." Michael swallowed hard as he felt each movement of her body.

"It was the day before my sixteenth birthday." she took a deep breath because this story was hard for her to tell." I had been with my adoptive family..." she let out a bitter snort" If that's what you want to call them." she took another breath as flashes of this night came to mind. It was now that she was glad she was facing the wall since tears slowly slide down her cheeks." They were very abusive. I went to the hospital at least once a week for a broken arm, bruised ribs and anything else." she tried to stop the onslaught of tears that she knew would come." My adoptive father told me constantly that I was never going to be his daughter because we were not blood. Since we weren't blood he said it wouldn't matter if he..." she tried to say the words, but she couldn't even choke them out as a shiver ran down her spine and she suddenly became very aware of Michael's body pressed so closely to hers. He's not going to hurt you. She kept reminding herself that Michael was not that kind of guy." He said it wouldn't matter if he introduced me to sex himself." she felt Michael's hand reach over to hers" The night before my sixteenth birthday he came into my room with his wife who had a video camera. The plan was that he would rape me while she videoed it. I fought him off knocking him into her which caused them to fall to the ground then I ran and I didn't stop until I reached this convenient store like four blocks from that house." tears freely streamed down her cheeks as Michael's hold on hand tightened just enough to let her know he was there for her."I saw this car in the parking lot as I got closer I saw that it was still running." she paused as she smiled a sad smile" I got in and was about to put it in park when the owner of the car... your brother" she spared a glance at him over her shoulder." He told me that whatever I was running away from could wait until I dropped him off at his home. The whole ride to his place he was silent. I was so scared I think if I had to pee I would've pissed my pants. Once we got to his place he didn't get out immediately he just sat there then he looked at me and said whatever I was running away from would always be there either I faced it and regained control of my life or I kept running from it. Then he got out of the car. before he shut the door he leaned in and said that if I drove off with his car the cops would pick me up and I'd be back to where ever I was at before." she let go of Michael's hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks" I got out and I asked where I was suppose to go from here. He told me I could start with coming inside his place before someone thought he was kidnapping me. He didn't know that he saved me that night. A week later I was picked up as a runaway, but after pleading with them to send me to another home they did. It was a nice lady that I still keep in contact with... well I did until I got put in here. I kept in contact with your brother up until two years ago." she felt Michael shift so that he was facing her back and she felt him put an arm around her comforting her." So, you see Michael Lincoln was my saving grace though I've never told him the full story of why I chose to steal his car, but I'm glad we did meet if we hadn't who knows what would've happened to me." a smile touched her lips as she thought about her time with Lincoln. Unrequited lust. She told her self as she felt this need to touch Lincoln, but settled for Michael's comfort instead.

"I'm sorry you went through that." Michael whispered not sure how to respond to what she had just said to him.

"Yeah, well if I hadn't then I would've never met Lincoln nor the woman that I now call mommy." she said as she regained her control on her emotions

"What about your animosity toward Theodore.?" he tentatively asked and regretted it when he felt her entire body stiffen

"That's a story for another time, but in a way he's the reason why ended up in that house and ultimately met Lincoln." she said anger making her grit her teeth together.

"I think everyone's asleep now so I'm going to start digging you need me just poke your head in and I'll come to you or Sucre's right below you." Michael said as he reluctantly got out of bed.

"Careful Mikey I might start to think I'm your type after all." she teased sleepily as she closed her eyes.

"What can I say I always like to take in strays it's part of my nature." he smiled as he went to move the tolite.

Now he knew how she met Lincoln and why. He felt closer to her because he too had an abusive adoptive home life. He knew there was a reason why he felt close to her. He remember her saying something about her hiding under her bed and her mother's blood all over her. He wondered if that story involved Theodore? He had to concentrate on the task at hand when she was ready she'd tell him. He wondered if she'd tell Lincoln why they met? He sighed heavily as he made his way down the tunnels.

Kayla laid awake in the dark of her cell listening to Sucre's breathing as he slept. She thought about the escape and the men that were coming with them. Michael told her about the men that were coming with them and explained why they had to come. She understood all, but why Theodore would have to come. Was their freedom worth unleashing him back onto society.