Note to self and everyone else. When writing a sad chapter...DON'T LISTEN TO SAD MUSIC!! Two sad songs came on twice when I was writing the beginning of this chapter and I almost CRIED! But...anyway.
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Prison Break
Chapter 50
Goodbye
"Dad..."
Michael looked over him quietly and as he did Lincoln sat forward. "Get us away from here Sucre!" Sucre nodded and he quickly sped forward.
Michael looked forward then he sat up on his knees and he leaned towards the back. "Hang in there...We're going to the hospital."
Aldo quickly shook his head and he looked up. "No, It'll be too late, Just pull over..." Michael shook his head as tears came to his eyes. Aldo softly put his hand on his arm and Michael quickly grabbed it and gripped it tightly.
"You'll make it..."
Aldo looked over him, then he looked to Lincoln. "I really am sorry...to the both of you..." He then looked to Michael. "I love you son...I always have."
Michael looked to him and a tear rolled down his cheek and he nodded. "...I know, dad..." Smiling softly, Aldo leaned back and he soon fell still and his grip on Michaels hand loosened. Michael looked over him quietly, then he turned away slowly and softly cried.
Sucre watched him quietly, then he reached over and patted him softly on the arm. "...Sorry Papi."
Lincoln watched Michael quietly, then he grabbed Sucre's shoulder softly. "Pull over..."
A few moments later, the car sat on the side of the road. Sucre looked over his shoulder as he leaned against the car. Behind him, a couple yards from the shoulder, Lincoln sat on the ground putting a cross made out of sticks into a small hole that was over a circle of rocks. Sitting behind him, Michael leaned against a tree silently. His face was tear stained as he stared at the grave, quietly picking up and dropping a rock. "This is our fault..."
Lincoln looked up and he turned to him.
"We dragged him along...and we killed him."
Lincoln slowly shook his head. "No Michael...this isn't our fault. This is the Company's fault. All of this."
"No...I started this. If it wasn't for me..."
Lincoln shook his head again, then he stood and walked over. "This is my fault okay...you hear me? If I wasn't so stupid, I would have never been locked up and none of this would have EVER happened."
Michael shook his head and he looked up. "No...this was suppose to be different. No one was suppose to die! We should have been gone by now!"
"Listen to yourself Michael...how would you have known that any of this would of happened!? There is no way, and I'm sorry but...this isn't your fault."
Michael slowly stood up and he stepped towards Lincoln. "Lincoln...our dad is dead...because we needed freedom...and that, is my fault."
Lincoln looked over him quietly, then he sighed seeing the sadness in Michaels eyes. "Michael..."
Sucre quietly stepped up. "Hey guys...we should probably get going...and I'm sorry."
Lincoln turned away from Michael and he headed to the car and Sucre looked to Michael quietly. "I'm sorry man..."
Michael nodded softly and Sucre headed to the car and Michael looked to the cross. Slowly he ran his hand over the cross, then he sighed and walked away...and his hand dropped.
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Sara quietly stepped into the office and as she was waved in by the secretary she quickly made her way to the room and she knocked and the door opened and she was hugged tightly by the Governor. "I'm so glad you are alright...young lady, we need to talk."
Sara shook her head. "Not now dad...I'm here to help Lincoln, Please...after this, I'm gone..."
The Governor looked over her quietly, then he looked past her, then he pulled her in and closed the door. "Let's make this fast...I have a very important meeting soon."
As Sara stepped up to the desk, The Governor quickly began to search through it and he pulled out a huge envelop and he held it out. "In here...is all that you need to expose the truth and set Mr. Burrows free...Sara, if you don't mind. Why are you doing this?"
Sara slowly took the envelop and she looked over it, then she looked up. "I have my reasons dad..."
The Governor looked over her quietly, then he sighed and stepped up to her. "Please don't open that yet...now, Sara, I don't understand why you are doing this...but I won't push you, listen, I want you to know..."
Sara quickly headed for the door and she pulled it open and just before she stepped out, the Governor stood tall. "I love you...I always have, even...If I haven't shown it."
Sara stared at the ground, then she looked up and nodded. "I know..." She then walked out and as the door clicked shut, The Governor locked it, then he walked over to one of the desk in the back and reaching into the chore, he pulled out a gun and he cocked it.
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Quietly Sucre drove down the road...inside the car was quiet as Michael sat at his side, head resting in his hand as he stared out to the side. In the back seat, Lincoln sat quietly staring down at the floor...holding his hands tightly together. Sucre looked over the two, then he sighed looking ahead. "So are we meeting up with Sara...or?" Nothing was sad for awhile and Sucre looked to Lincoln in the rear view mirror, then he looked to Michael. "Eh, Papi?"
"We wait for her call...until then, just keep driving until we hit Utah...or otherwise."
Sucre nodded and he returned to driving quietly. In the back seat, Lincoln looked over Michael quietly, then he leaned back and sighed.
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As night time slowly started to fall, Kellerman ID'ed himself into the Governor's office and as he stepped from the Secretary's view...he drew out his gun and stepped up to the door. Softly he placed his hand on the knob, cocking his gun with his other hand. Looking through the window he looked around and just as he turned the knob...it clicked, but didn't open. Kellerman looked around, then he started ramming the door. The Secretary looked up, then turned. "Excuse me sir...is there a problem?"
Kellerman stopped and he looked to her. "Uh, yes actually...he's not answering, and the door is locked."
The Secretary slowly stood and she walked over and knocked softly on the door. "Sir...is everything alright?" When no answer came, the Secretary pulled out her keys and unlocked the door. "Sir?" Slowly she opened the door, then she gasped. Blood was splattered all over the desk and a puddle was on the floor under the Governors emotionless body. Resting beside it was a gun. As the Secretary ran out, Kellerman quickly ran in and he began to search the room, until his phone rang. Quickly he answered it.
"Yes?"
"I just heard the Governor is dead, is this your doing?"
"Surprisingly, No."
Kim laughed softly. "Is that so? Well, do you have the envelop?"
Kellerman looked around, then he went to the body and he quickly searched it. "I'm looking now, I'll have to get back to you." He then hung up and he stood and looked around. His gaze then landed on a picture of Sara. Slowly he put his phone away, then he quickly left.
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Mahone slowly looked up as he stood outside his car. He scanned the road and tracks left behind. He examined them carefully, then he looked down the dirt road. "Very smart...risky, but smart." His phone than rang and he answered it.
"Why are Scofield and Burrows not dead!?"
"Precautions...be patient, I'll get them. I promise."
Kim nodded softly. "You better...Oh, and in case you haven't heard. The Governor is now dead...Good Luck." He then hung up, and Mahone closed his phone and he got into his car and sped off.
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Michael looked to his phone, then he looked up slowly and he sighed. The other two were silent as they continued to drive along, but soon the silence was broken as the phone rang. Quickly Michael answered. "Sara!?"
"....I got it."
Michael smiled and he nodded to Lincoln and Sucre. "Good...Thank you. Listen, I want you to meet us in Colorado...Trinidad. Then will split up there."
"Thank you Michael..." The two then hung up.
As Sara put her phone away, she leaned up against a nearby wall and she softly began to cry. She slowly slid to the ground and she hugged the envelop tightly to her chest as tears rolled down her face. Quickly, she regained her composure and she stood and stumbled away.
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"Agent Kim...it seems Burrows and Scofield are still alive and well, why is that?"
Kim looked up as he now stood before a desk. "Mistakes of the other agents sir...but they are being fixed as we speak."
"They better..." Slowly the chair turned and The General sat forward, putting his hands together as he rest them on the desk. "For your sake..."
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YAY, THE GENERAL! (I'm not sure of his name yet, but it's not important....yet!!)
I feel the ending of this chapter was pretty good, and I love how I've got Kellerman, Mahone, and Kim all working together.
Sad thing is...I killed two fathers in this chapter. So sad...
