(The title for this chapter is cool too. Cause, he's fighting wiether to apologize or not, and also, he put the apology on a crane!! Hehe, I've got to much time on my hands)
Prison Break
Chapter 25
Craned Sorry
Michael walked beside one of the officers heading to the Infirmary. "Dr. Tencredi, Mr. Scofield is here to see you..."
Standing, Sara looked over and Michael stepped slowly into the room. "You look tired...did you not sleep well last night?"
Michael chuckled softly and he walked over and sat down. "Nightmare..."
Sara blinked and she walked over pulling out a needle. "Mind telling?"
Michael looked to the ground and he took a soft breath. "My brother...he was with a few friends of his. There not exactly good people...well I found him at a bad time and bullets began to fly. It was so crazy I didn't think any of us would make it...in the end, he had me pinned and..." Suddenly the infirmary door flew open and Lincoln walked in with an officer.
"Why is he here?"
Sara looked over, then away as she put gloves on. "His execution is near...I need to see if he's got any sicknesses and anything a long that line, the usual last minute stuff."
Michael looked through the window then he looked to Sara. "I need to speak with my brother.."
Sara quickly looked up then she looked to Lincoln.
"For a few minutes...please.."
Sara then sighed and she opened the door. "Make it quick!"
Michael took her hand and smiled. "Thank you.." He then left and went to Lincolns room.
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"Mike...Good to see ya, It's been awhile."
Michael smiled slightly then he walked over and dropped his voice.
"The floor needs to be cracked open then..."
"Enough, Okay...Just drop it. I hate sitting up all night thinking when will be escaping, just, let it go. We're not getting out...not me at least."
Michael shook his head softly. "I did not throw myself in here just to watch you die! I threw myself in here for you! You're innocent Linc...you didn't kill Steadmen..."
Lincoln sighed and he put his hands over his face. "Michael..."
Michael shook his head again and his shoulders where suddenly grabbed and Lincoln dropped his voice. "Enough!! I hate seeing you like this..."
"Linc...I had a dream last night..."
Lincoln raised a brow then he looked down as Michael placed his hand in his, then he walked off and a paper crane sat there.
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Later that day, Michael sat beside the toilet quietly on screwing it and Sucre stood at the front, tapping the bars loudly.
"Nervous?"
Sucre smirked and he shook his head. "Nah, I'm excited!! Finally...I'm going to be a free man!" He then lifted a letter and he kissed it and looked to Michael. "I'll be able to kiss my girl...and propose to her!!"
Michael smiled and he pulled the toilet from the wall. "I promise you will..."
Just as he was about to vanish into the wall, Sucre stepped over. "I want you as my best man."
Michael looked up then he nodded smiling. "I will..." He then vanished through the wall.
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T-Bag walked quietly around the vault and he looked to Tweener, D.B, John, C-Note, and Sucre, then he whistled. "Hey Mexico boy...what is takin pretty so long, we should be gone by now. I'm getting annoyed."
Sucre only looked down and shook his head.
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Michael crawled through the tunnels then he stopped at the side hole and he looked down to the water, which still sat there. Then quickly he stripped to his boxers then he dived in and swam to the top of the room and he popped out grabbing the floor vent. Quietly, after pushing it aside he climbed through and he sat on the floor catching his breath then he looked to the corner ceiling, which now looked like a molded up ceiling and he smirked. He then took a deep breath and he returned to the pipes.
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Lincoln sat quietly in his cell, his hands over his eyes as he leaned forward...shaking lightly and breathing faintly. The paper crane was held tightly in his hand.
"Mr Burrows?"
Lincoln quickly looked up and Sara stepped into the room.
"Good afternoon, how are you doing?"
Lincoln sighed and he leaned back. "It's a long story..."
Sara blinked then she sat down beside him. "Mind explaining?"
Lincoln sighed once more. "Michael...he.." Before he could finish, Michaels voice echoed in his head.
"Wrong turn, I...
"Wrong turn? WRONG TURN!? Michael, Nobody takes a wrong turn into a fucking gun fight...You are so much smarter then that, you shouldn't be here!"
"Well Neither should you!!"
He then shook his head and he covered his eyes once more.
"You're worried, aren't you? Would you like to speak to him again?"
Lincoln nodded letting his hands drop. "Yes..."
A few moments later, Michael quietly stepped into the cell and the door shut.
"So was that why you didn't answer?"
Michael watched him quietly, but said nothing.
"Michael..."
Still, he said nothing and suddenly Lincoln jumped up and he grabbed Michael by the shirt collar and he slammed him into the wall and he shook him softly. "That night I called you...was that why you didn't fucking answer!?"
Michael shoved Lincoln away and he moved towards the door. "She was drunk Linc, It just..."
"SHE? Oh come on Michael, tell me the truth for once!"
"For once? Linc...I do nothing but tell you the truth!! I tell the truth more then you ever will, that letter, those words. All of it was the truth!! I slept with Veronica and I am sorry!!"
"Sorry won't cut it Mike, she...I loved her...you knew that and though we weren't dating you had no right to do what you did!"
Michael turned away and he shook his head, placing it against the wall then he quickly turned to Lincoln. "Fuck it, I risked my life for you...I threw it all away, just to save your ass, to set you free...but all you do is complain, holding onto the past!"
"YOU held onto the past...if you knew I'd be pissed then why did you say anything?"
Michael said nothing and he closed his eyes and he sighed softly and Lincoln stepped up. "I'm not the only one still holding on...you are, you waited all this time just to tell me you fucked up. It's your fault I'm in here!" Michael opened his eyes and he looked up glaring and Lincoln stepped back. "All you had to do was answer the phone, that was it..."
"Times up!"
The officer then walked in and took Michael out, and Lincoln sat down growling softly.
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As Michael entered the cell, Sucre jumped from his bed and he grabbed him and shook him. "Spill fish, How's it goin, are we ready!?" Michael looked to him but said nothing as he climbed onto his bed. "Uh...Fish?" Michael leaned against the wall and he stared dully at the ground, pushing everything he knew out... "It's over...I'm done..." ...and everything became a blur.
"Fish? Yo Bro, you feelin alright?" Sucre waved his hand in front of Michaels face and he snapped a few times. "Papi, hey, this is no time for jokes..."
John walked up quietly, then he stepped in quickly and looked over. "Whats wrong?"
C-Note then walked up. "What's going on?"
"Somethings wrong...he walked in and just dulled out."
C-Note nealed down beside John and they looked over Michael quietly.