"Almost made it" Mahone said, still pointing his gun at us.

"Hello? Hello. Okay I'm hanging up now" I heard Ashley's voice say. I sighed frustrated.

"Get up" I stood up.

"Turn around" We didn't move, Mahone got annoyed. "Turn around!"

"If you're gonna murder us, Alex, you're gonna have to look us in the eyes while you do it" Michael said.

"Shut up!" Mahone shouted.

"You want me, you got me. Let them go!" Michael said.

"I don't want any of you. I just want my life back!" Mahone shouted.

"You're gonna kill three innocent people to get it, huh?" I asked.

"Absolutely" He raised his gun again, and I prepared for the shot.

"This is the United States Border Patrol. Drop the weapon and remain where you are" We were surrounded by patrol cars, sirens wailing and lights flashing.

"Drop the weapon" The man on the covey continued.

"United States Border Patrol! Drop your weapon!" An officer said.

"All agents hold your positions"

"I'm FBI. These people are in my custody" Mahone said.

"I don't care who you are. Until we verify, you will drop your weapon or we will drop you. Your choice" The officer continued, Mahone hesitated but put his gun on the ground. Border Patrol moved in, my hands were cuffed behind my back and I was shoved into a car, with Michael and Lincoln.

I caught Mahone's gaze, as he glared at us, and I shrunk back in the seats.

We were escorted into the holding cells. My phone had been taken away and put in an evidence bag, I could see it vibrating, which means Ashley was trying to get in touch. I was put in a separate cell from Michael and Lincoln, as we had been identified so my 'boy' disguise didn't work. But my cell was right next to theirs, so I could still communicate with them.

I was told that we were going to be escorted first to Fox River and then to a female prison a few miles away which would be where I would be serving the rest of my sentence.

"Well, at least we're together" Lincoln said.

"Yes, there is that. What are you thinking?" Michael asked.

"Thinking about the old man. What he tried to do. You know. Tough to go down swinging when you're locked in a box"

"This isn't over yet. We're entitled to a phone call. We make that one phone call to Ashley and she could get the information Dad said she is in Riley's house, we can get you exonerated before this whole thing goes down.

"Michael, it's..." I started.

"Hey. We're entitled to a phone call" Michael asked the officer.

"You're entitled to precisely squat until you're officially in custody. And that won't happen until you're back in Fox River, so sit tight" He walked away.

"It's not over yet" Michael said to us.

"Not yet. Lot of ground to cover between here and Illinois. I mean, what are the chances we even make it to Fox River alive?" Lincoln said, I looked over at Mahone, who was on the phone. He looked nervous and I couldn't help but wonder what he was nervous about.

I watched Mahone as he went over to the officer in charge. They seemed to be arguing, as we were escorted to the van. I was pushed in first, Michael sat next to me and then Lincoln. A couple of guards sat opposite us, keeping their guns in front of them.

The van started moving, I looked out the window to see reporters and more police officers.

"Do you regret it?" Lincoln asked.

"What?" Michael asked.

"Knowing what you know now, do you regret helping me?"

"You'd have done the same thing for me"

"You think?"

"I know"

"You didn't answer the question"

"I don't regret the act. Just how it turned out"

"Too bad we didn't make it" I said. "Would have been nice to be free again" I smiled at the brothers, then closed my eyes and leaned against Michael.

"Seems like I've been dragging you in trouble my whole life" I vaguely heard Lincoln say.

"Pulled me out of some too" Michael replied.

"Yeah" They stopped talking, I opened my eyes to see them both looking at Lincoln's shackles, I look down as well to see the lock on Lincoln's chain was open.

The convey travelled down a tunnel, but stopped suddenly. I tried to peer out of the window but it didn't work.

"What's going on" Michael whispered to me.

"I don't know, can't see" I replied.

"Hey, what's going on our there?" One of the officers in our van asked.

"Let me go check" The driver of our can got out.

"What's going on up there?" Lincoln asked.

"Are you in a hurry, convict?" The remaining officer said, as another officer knocked on the side of the van.

"Hey, we need some help getting this rig out of the road" The officer got out of the van, and I saw a glint on the seat. I looked to see that the officer had left his keys on the seat.

"No way" I breathed. We all looked at each other suspicious. "Our luck is never this good"

"All right, let's say we get the cuffs off. Where do we go?" Michael asked.

"There" Lincoln said, I looked over to see another door, and it was open.

"That's too easy" Michael said. I bit my lip, looking at the keys, then the door.

"Let's think about this. The keys are accidentally left out. The door is accidentally left open" Michael said.

"It's our only shot" Lincoln said.

"It's their only shot. Don't have an excuse to kill us unless we give it to them"

"Window's closing, Michael. Once the truck moves..." Lincoln said.

"If we run now, we give them permission to put a bullet in our heads"

"We stay, I'm dead within the week. You and Riley are locked up for life. Or until they find a way to get to you, and believe me they will"

"If we go back to prison, we'll have a few extra days. We'll have a chance to contact Ashley, get that information"

"We don't know where the information is though, it might not be in my house. Ashley might not even help" I said.

"Let me get us out of here the only way I know how" Lincoln said.

"Fighting?" Michael asked.

"Yeah" Michael paused then sighed.

"Get the keys" I reached across the van, hurriedly using the keys to get our shackles off.

"You know we have no idea what's behind that door" I said.

"Nope. You ready?" Lincoln asked.

"No" I said.

"No. You?" Michael asked.

"No"

"Let's go" I said. Lincoln opened the van door and ran for the railing, sliding under it and running to the door, Michael went next and I quickly followed. Miraculously managing to close the door and not get hit.

I sprinted after the brothers as we raced through the tunnel, no idea which way was the exit.

"Just pray there's another way out of here" Michael said, we carried on running changing directions whenever we could.

"This way" I said, leading them down another direction. We continued down the access tunnels.

"This way" Lincoln said, as we moved into an open section of tunnels. We walked on when Michael motioned towards another tunnel in the wall. I followed the brothers into the tunnel, and we continued to make our way to the surface.

"Where to?" I asked.

"I don't know. Look, if something happens to us, if we get separated, if one of us doesn't make it, promise me you'll find the information" Michael said.

"We're gonna make it" Lincoln said.

"Just promise me"

"We promise. Come on" We ran towards some stairs, when a man came down gun pointed at us. I turned the other way and Mahone came running with his gun pointed at us as well. Mahone moved forward, the other man fired his gun. I turned to Michael and Lincoln to see who had been hit, seeing as I hadn't.

But neither of them had either, I looked at Mahone who staggered backwards and collapsed. I looked at the man in surprise. I thought for sure we were goners.

"President Reynolds ruined your life. She ruined my life. You wanna take the bitch down? You just found your inside man. But it's gotta be right now. Let's go! Now!" He sprinted off the way he came. I hesitated and when Lincoln started forward, I ran as well.