A/N: OKay so I lied in the last chapter, this is the second last chapter and the next one is the final. Spitfire47

Soon the whole room was buzzing with noise, guards were crammed in examining the room and a paramedic was in examining Westmoreland who's eyes were still open looking at the wall ahead of him. I felt sorry for the old man, he was so close and yet so far away from his goal. I was forced to the ground as plastic strips bound my wrists together. I didn't struggle, most of my energy had faded into nothing and all I wanted to do was fall asleep. But I knew that was not going to happen for a long time. Warden Pope looked at me and a ghost of shock ran across his face, but his main expression towards me was anger and betrayal. I was hauled to my feet and literally dragged from the room. Voice followed me wherever I went. I could hear the guards whisper of the escape, shock and concern all packed into everyone's voice.

I was dragged to the front foyer of the prison there we were stopped by a man dressed up in a full suit.

"Where are you taking the prisoner?" the man asked.

"Authorities want him temporarily held at a Supermaximum Prison," a guard replied.

"Just place him in solitary and have a guard watch him, I need to talk to the prisoner."

The other guard shook his head. "Sorry, we have strict order from authority above."

The man dressed in the suit became impatient. "I am an Agent."

"I'm sorry sir, but you're going to have to take it up with your Superintendent."

With that the two guards dragged me past the Agent who just stood there in shock.

Outside a black van pulled up and the guard unlocked the door. I started to panic, a Supermax Prison? Seriously? I wasn't the one who had planned the whole damn thing! In a Supermax Prison you are isolated 24/7 with no communications to the outside world whatsoever. It's like solitary except a hundred times worse. A guard was already in there, their face hidden by the shadows in the tranpso and I was forced in. The guard who was already in the tranpso truck moved forward and locked me in place. With that they gave a nod to the other guards and the doors were closed. The guard moved back to their place and banged on the wall five times. I felt the van lurch forward and I looked at the guard who moved more near the back where there was the only window. They took off their guard's cap and I felt my jaw drop to the ground. Grinning back at me was my own flesh and blood – Chris.

"Hey bro," he said giddy.

I just stared at him for what seemed like the longest time. Chris continued to grin as he leaned back completely relaxed.

"Bu-…wha….gah…!" I tried to form words but only strangled and gargled noises came out.

Chris chuckled. "Shocked?"

Shocked? He only thought that I was shocked? I was beyond shocked. If you would have told me that my brother would be assisting me in an escape from Fox River I would have laughed. Now in the moment, it wasn't anything near to hilarious.

"Oh I should inform you," Chris said as if his presence wasn't shocking enough. "Tamara is in the front driving the van."

Now I was ready to have a heart attack, although I did make more sense that Tamara would assist with my escape than Chris. But both?

"I can't believe this," I said in a bare whisper. "This is nuts!"

"Yep, but you have to admit fun."

I stared at him as if he was insane. "Wait, how did you find out?"

"Michael Scofield told me."

"He just told you? Just like that?"

Chris rubbed the back of his neck. "Well not really I sort of blackmailed him."

"You blackmailed Michael Scofield?" I didn't know that was even possible.

"Told him my findings and told him that I saw him stealing Dr. Tencredi's key. Put two and two together and it really isn't rocket science to figure out that there was an escape right underneath Warden Pope's nose."

"But how did you get involved?"

"I actually talked to Michael for a bit interesting man, very intelligent. He seemed really keen on you escaping with him, said that you didn't belong in Fox River. Then he asked me if I would assist him in helping you escape. Of course I was hesitant for a few moments, but then I realized that he might have a point."

I looked at Chris as if he had sprouted an antenna. "I almost killed a man Chris, stabbed him right in front of his daughter."

"Almost," Chris repeated. "You almost killed a man, a man who had harmed Tamara and was going to do it again if you hadn't done something."

I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my brother's mouth. There were four strong knocks on the wall that separated us from the driver aka Tamara.

"Well," Chris said going for the cuff keys in his pocket. "Time to switch up."

"What?"

"Michael and I had agreed on a meeting place."

"Which would be?"

"The back woods."

"Oh fantastic," I replied sarcastically as Chris unlocked my cuffs.

Chris gave a small laugh. "Yeah, I know the back woods more than Tamara and I know the place were going to meet up with Scofield. Plus you two will get to have a few minutes to yourselves." Chris winked and I rolled my eyes in reply. The back door opened and there stood Tamara disguised in a guard's uniform. Her long hair tumbled around her shoulders.

"Are we at the entrance?" Chris asked.

"Yeah."

"Good, I'll take it from here."

Chris jumped out while Tamara climbed in. As soon as the door was closed Tamara moved beside me, grabbed my shoulders and kissed me right on the lips. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her back.

"God it's good to see you," she said releasing me at last.

"You too," I said slightly dazed.

It was hard to see her in the dark but I managed to make out her round face and stunning eyes.

"I can't believe it," I whispered.

"I know," Tamara replied.

"The two guards back at Fox River."

"Two friends of mine who disguised themselves as guards that day. They owed it to me anyway."

I still couldn't believe that both Chris and Tamara pulled it off.

"They'll know it's you."

"We can cover our tracks."

"I don't want anything to happen to you."

Tamara snuggled close up to me and rested her head on my still fast beating chest. "I can take care of myself."

I laid my head on hers and inhaled her scent. We stayed like that for a few bliss moments until Tamara lifted her head and kissed me again except this time it went far more than a small make out. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I took off the long sleeve grey shirt as she proceeded to take off the guard's uniform. Yes, we were ready to have sex in a transpo van. Just as I was ready to take off my pants there were four loud knocks and Tamara cursed.

"What?" I asked.

"The meeting place."

My eyes widened as I quickly did up my pants and struggled into my shirt. Tamara quickly put her bra back on and shirt. Just then the van came to a sudden halt and we were thrown forward. I wrapped my arms protectively around Tamara.

"I'm alright," she said. I kissed her forehead and held onto her, not wanting the moment to end. I could hear two voices outside and I realized that one of those voices was Michael's. The back opened up and there stood Michael. He raised his eyebrow as he saw me on the ground with Tamara in my arms.

"Don't ask," I blurted out. I got to my feet and jumped out of the van. I turned to see another van although this one was like any other ordinary van and looked crammed with people. More specifically escapees.

"We have to go," Michael said. "Now."

I nodded and looked back at Tamara who gave me a smile. It's okay she lipped to me.

"I love you," I said realizing how cheesy that sounded but I didn't care.

"I love you too," Tamara replied. She then grabbed the handle on each door and closed it shut. I watched as the van took off leaving Michael and I standing. Michael placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"Let's go."