Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with prison break! I own none of the following characters: LJ Burrows, Lincoln Burrows, Michael Scofield, Sara Tancredi, Veronica Donavon or Theodore Bagwell. I have no affiliation with Prison Break or any of its contents.
A/N: Alright I've been on the fluffy side for the last 3-4 chapters, now back to the action!
---------Coleville, Utah-------------- (10:37 a.m.) ---- (1 ½ days later) ----------
"Hello people of Coleville Utah. It looks like today is going to be another very hot day. It would be a good day to go fishing out on Lake Humbleton. In today's news there has been new information on the Fox River escapees. The FBI are tracking them somewhere in Utah but nobody knows the exact location. The FBI also believes that Governor Tancredi's daughter has some sort of affiliation with the escapees. In other news…" The radio broadcaster announced.
Michael turned the volume down on the radio and proceeded driving on the highway. He looked back in his rearview mirror to change lanes and noticed Sara sleeping across the back seats. Her legs were folded into her stomach, her head was resting on top of her large purse and her face reminded Michael of an angel he once saw in a dream.
"Now entering Coleville, Utah. Population: 9,854 and growing." A sign read as Michael drove into the small town of Coleville.
…Looks like were here…
"Where are we?" A tired brunette in the backseat of the Camry asked as she lifted her head up from her purse.
"We're almost there Sara, just go ahead and finish your nap." Michael instructed Sara as he watched her eyes fall back to sleep in his rearview mirror.
Now approaching Damascus St. Scofield turned onto the turnpike exit toward the Holiday Inn where he was scheduled to meet his older brother and nephew. He pulled into the Holiday Inn parking lot where he saw no sign of Burrows or his nephew, LJ. Quickly pulling the keys out of the ignition, Michael noticed Sara was still asleep. He opened the side door and gently slid his hands underneath Sara's body. She let off a sigh as Scofield carried her inside room 27.
Once he was inside the hotel, he noticed Burrows on the bed resting his eyes and LJ in the corner of the room watching cartoons. He set the sleeping brunette beside LJ on the bed and covered her up with the blankets.
"Where am I?" Sara asked rubbing her eyes and blankly looking at Michael.
"Just go back to sleep Sara." Michael said kissing her forehead then looking up at LJ who was giggling in the corner of the room. "What's so funny young man?"
"Don't' worry about it Uncle Michael." LJ said as he continued to watch the TV beside Sara.
"Where are you going?" Sara asked Michael grabbing his hand and holding it to her heart.
"You don't worry about a thing. I'm going to take care of everything. LJ will be here to take care of you while I'm gone." He answered kissing her hand and sitting up from the bed.
"Wait! That was my 'important' job?" LJ asked confused.
"Yes." Scofield answered walking toward Burrows.
"You're saying that I came here to watch someone who is almost twice as old as me…"
"Yes." Michael answered hugging his brother.
"It's nice to see you again." Burrows admitted patting his younger brother on the back.
"Are you ready to go?" Michael asked his older brother as he grabbed his blazer from the bed and walked toward the door.
"Where are we going?"
"I'll tell you more when we get inside the car. Let's go."
"Okay." Lincoln said grabbing his own jacket and walking out the hotel behind Michael. "LJ, make sure you take care of Sara and don't' screw it up."
"How can I screw this up?" The young teen asked looking from Sara then back at his father. "Do I come off that stupid?"
"Do you want me to answer that question?" Burrows asked sarcastically as he shut the hotel door and entered the passenger seat of the Camry. "So Michael, where are we going exactly?"
"We're going to the bank."
"That's it? What about the money in Salt Lake City? What about Westmoreland's treasure? Is that all we're here for? Michael, you're trying to tell me that this is it?" Burrows questioned his younger brother with an angry tone.
"Calm down Linc. Once we're at the bank I'm going to withdraw Westmoreland's cash from his account number he had given me previously. Once that is finished, I'll secure it in a safe account under a pen name and we're free to go to Mexico." Michael said pulling out of the parking lot and heading more towards the local bank.
"What about the buried treasure down at the old farm where Westmoreland hid his findings after the famous robbery back in the day?"
"Don't' worry about that right now. Our primary goal is to securely get that money into the account." Scofield said turning into the right line.
"Wait! You do realize the other escapees were in the infirmary when Westmoreland told us about the treasure underneath the barn? What if they get to it first?"
"Let's just say they're in for a really big surprise…" Michael said pulling into the bank parking lot and taking the keys out of the ignition.
-------------Inside the bank------------- (3:48 p.m.) ----------
Michael looked around the bank as he examined every single person who entered the bank or who was previously there. He picked up his brown leather brief case and walked into a financial office located on the east end of the bank. Inside the small office was an un-organized desk complete with a computer that looked as if it was around when the dinosaurs roamed the Earth.
"Hello Sir, welcome to the Coleville Bank. My name is Sandy, how may I help you today sir?" The middle-aged blonde bank employee asked as she cleared a space for Michael's brief case.
"Yes, I'd like to withdraw money from an account." Michael said sitting in the office chair provided with his tattoos completely covered with his jacket.
"Alright, I'll need your name and address first." Sandy said, beginning to type into the computer.
"Tim Anderson. 937 South Main Street. Tipp City, Ohio. 45424."
"Okay sir, it will be just one moment while I enter the information in. Our computers are a bit slow today. Did you hear about the Fox River Escapees? The FBI is now saying that Sara Tancredi had something to do with their escape. I couldn't imagine even coming into contact with a convict." Sandy said letting off a small giggle towards the end. "Okay, so could you give me your social security number?"
"42454739." Michael answered arranging the zip code and street address backwards in order to create a social security number.
"Okay Mr. Anderson, it will only be one moment…"
Michael looked down at his watch nervously then back up at Sandy who seemed to be occupied with the computer. He opened his brief case and took out a red fountain pen with the numbers 6679537 on the side of it.
"Alright sir, I'm going to need the account number from the existing account."
"6679537."
"Now I need you to give me the account number the money gets transferred to."
"1311991"
"Okay sir, 50,000.000 dollars has been successfully transferred between the two accounts. Please come back and see us." Sandy said reaching out to Michael for a handshake. Michael reached his hand out for the handshake when he noticed Sandy's face go from happy to confused. "Is that a tattoo?" She asked directing her attention to the partially seen tattoo on his wrist.
"Yes, I must be going now." He answered quickly walking out of the office and down the hall to the exit. Michael looked around for the blue Camry and hopped into the front seat. "We need to get out of here." Scofield informed his brother.
"Why?" Linc asked pushing on the gas pedal as hard as he could without breaking it.
"Just drive." Scofield told his brother as he ducked down into the seat.
--------------Back at the Holiday Inn on Damascus St. ----------
Lincoln put the car in park and opened the door to get out. Michael got out of the car and opened the hotel door to find LJ in the corner playing games on the cell phone and Sara up drinking a small cup of coffee. Michael smiled at the sight of Sara and walked over to kiss her. Sara sat her coffee back on the counter and wrapped her arms around Michael.
"So, is everything taken care of?" Sara asked whispering into Michael's ear.
"Yes ma'am." Michael said pulling Sara in closer.
"Michael, are we going to go and get the passports tonight?" Linc asked watching Sara glare at him.
"Yes." Scofield said letting go of the brunette and paying more close attention to his brother. "We will leave in ten minutes."
"Why ten minutes?" LJ asked pausing his cell phone game to jump into the conversation.
"Well, I have to get some critical components together before we can endeavor on this journey." He answered back pulling Sara's waist closer toward his body.
"You're a very bad man." Sara said as she began biting his ear.
"Alright kids, we have to be going." A grumpy older brother informed Scofield as he grabbed the keys to the car.
"Okay Linc, I'll be there…" Michael said kissing Sara one last time.
"Come on Michael. LJ you need to come too."
"You're leaving me here alone?" Sara asked frantic.
"Yes, you'll be fine." Linc said trying to open the hotel door.
Michael, LJ, and Lincoln waved goodbye to Sara as they walked into the parking lot. The group of men stopped dead in their tracks as they noticed a familiar person sitting on the hood of the Camry.
"Hey pretty." The person said waving their hand up in the air.
-------------------End of Chapter---------------------
A/N: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. I know I'm happy to return to my cliff hangers. I really missed them. tears Yup, they're like my family…Well, please R&R!
