Disclaimer: I do not own Prison Break. I own Eve Summers, her family and her story.

Chapter Twenty-Six

"White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end..."
- The A Team - Ed Sheeran

When PI ended, Michael and Eve left first, they walked together with Charles hanging by their side. Eve looked back seeing Lincoln and John walking together. She raised a brow having never pictured the two would look like they were friends.

"Son of a bitch has a countermove for everything," Lincoln grumbled to John.

John looked back at T-Bag, "Not for this,"

Eve narrowed her eyes at John scrutinising him under her gaze as she knew he was planning something; a dark scheme was playing through his head with that familiar look in his eyes that she had many times seen before. She gave him a look only to have the Italian mob boss give her a cheeky grin. Her gaze shifted from John when she saw C-Note and Sucre talking, their lips moving and Eve was able to catch parts of what the two were speaking of.

"Old man's money...boss' plane...don't need you..."

"Done a lot..."

Eve frowned and looked back at Michael, she bit onto her bottom lip, her hand quickly seeking the bracelet on her wrist, she wondered if Sucre would turn his back on Michael and knew how easily the Puerto Rican man could be manipulated. She had been there and done that. Eve glanced around finally realised that she had lost Michael somewhere on the yard and rolled her eyes spotting his figure standing still and staring at a pipe and grate.

"Michael," she called out reaching his side.

"I need to get there," Michael whispered back to Eve and she frowned taking in the perimeter of the lonely pipe and grate that was obvious to the guards.

"Yo, I'm still waiting," Eve heard David's voice from behind them.

Michael and Eve turned around to face the younger inmate, "What for?" Michael asked confused. Eve inwardly sighed knowing her friend wouldn't have remembered what he had sort of promised the other inmate with all the things that ran through his mind on a daily basis, David's PI issue was the last thing on his mind.

"I swiped you that watch man, where's my PI?" David asked half shrugging.

"That's not gonna happen," Michael sighed looking away from David's face.

"You promised," David whined.

Eve pressed her lips together seeing the telltale signs of a whining child but she stayed silent knowing this was Michael's mess but that didn't mean she couldn't stress, she began playing with the bracelet on her wrist again.

"I said I'll think about it; maybe somewhere down the road," Michael said before walking away.

David looked over at Eve who stayed behind to watch him. She gave him a sad look as he pleaded her with his eyes but Eve stood in her spot. She couldn't let him join when they were trying to get rid of one. He threw her a betrayed look before she walked off catching up to the other inmate who waited for her.

"I know Michael," Eve said seeing Michael opening his mouth to most likely explain to her, "I get why you did it, I would have done the exact same thing," she shrugged, "there's just too many on the team,"

Michael nodded relieved that she had understood his reasons, "Thank you," he whispered.

Eve sat by herself at the benches, people watching alone on the yard while Michael had an appointment with Doctor Sara. There was an ill taste in her mouth when she thought of the female doctor and Michael together in the infirmary. She didn't like it and she didn't really know why, well she did but right now she was in denial about it not wanting to admit that John and Sucre were right after all.

She spotted John walking by himself closer to the fence that separated inmates like her, Michael and John with inmates that were on the death sentence like Lincoln. And Lincoln himself was walking closer to the fence, closer to John who she knew the larger man disliked greatly. John and Lincoln started talking, their lips moving but they were too far for Eve to pick up what they were saying. She hummed to herself before standing up and walking briskly over to them.

"Getting along well I see," Eve teased glancing between the two older inmates.

John rolled his eyes while Lincoln smirked looking down at the paper in his hands, "I've managed to track down T-Bag's insurance policy," John informed Eve, "James Bagwell,"

"I was only joking about silencing his insurance policy John," Eve sighed.

John smirked at her, "My guy's gonna lock him up in a moving van for a couple of days until we're in the clear,"

Eve hummed in thought already seeing flaws in the plan.

"Moving van?" Lincoln asked confused and a little worried.

John shrugged, "Don't worry, he can breathe and all. We do it all the time,"

"And T-Bag?" Eve asked wondering how thought out John had of his plan.

"He's no longer a threat," he replied to her before looking over at Lincoln, "Trust me," he said before parting from the group and walking away.

"I don't like this plan," Eve said once John was out of earshot.

Lincoln grunted knowing what the female inmate was saying, "Bad feeling?" Eve nodded, "Me too, it's a good plan but knowing how plans go these days, something is bound to happen,"

"Tell me about it," she muttered.

"Michael told me about your family, about your husband and kid," Lincoln changed the subject.

Eve nodded, "I figured he would tell you it,"

Lincoln looked over at her startled with his eyes wide, "I'm sorry if I wasn't meant-,"

"Linc, it's ok, I knew Michael was going to tell you, I intended for you to know through him, don't think I could have another go at retelling my story," she gave the inmate a bitter smile. "Did he tell you how they died?"

Lincoln shook his head, "No, just that you were married and had a daughter but they were murdered,"

Eve nodded again, "They came into my home, beat my husband and drowned my daughter while they took turns raping me and then left me in the mess," she couldn't look up at Lincoln anymore, she didn't want the other man to see her cry again having Michael watch and hold her while she cried was a big blow to her pride already. And who was keeping count on how many times she had broken down in front of Michael?

But Lincoln was horrified and disgusted by the actions those men had done to Eve and her family. He didn't understand how they could have been so heartless and inhuman. "What happened to them?"

She finally looked up at him, her facial expression all scrunched up to look frustrated, "Apparently there just wasn't enough evidence to point them at the scene," she let go of a bitter chuckle.

Lincoln fisted the fence in anger at the injustice that was upon Eve, "So what? The case was dropped?" Eve nodded, "That's fucking bullshit,"

Eve looked up at Lincoln, all evidence of the previous expression gone and replaced with a concentrated look. She stared at him long and hard, "It's complicated Linc but I think your staged crime and my case are somehow linked. Someone big is playing the both of us but why, I haven't figured that out yet,"

Lincoln doesn't say anything but stare at Eve, he was just too stunned at the information she had just sprung on him.

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