He still couldn't believe they'd done it. As he sat looking out over the Caribbean Sea all he could think about was his brother. Michael had planned all of this. He had done an unbelievable job. But then again that was him. Precise, exact and usually over thought. He had done more than Lincoln could imagine preparing. First there was the tattoo. Then there was all the information in the tattoo. It had to have taken every spare minute to plan, and now he couldn't even enjoy it. When Abruzzi got word on when to have the plane ready and where it would go he came to Lincoln. With Michael in SHU Lincoln became next in command. It was his idea to leave Michael.
That was when he began making his own plan. He had planned with Abruzzi to have a couple of the guys in PI beat him up good enough to spend the night in the infirmary but not enough to keep him from moving enough to get out. Then he talked to Sucre and made sure that he knew how to get Abruzzi and himself up there and then out of the prison. They had planned it all out making sure it would be ready before Michael got out of SHU on the 10th.
Lincoln didn't know much but he knew that Michael deserved a better life than this. Being on the run was his fate; Michael's was a real life, with a real job, and a family that he would know how to take care of. Michael wouldn't mess things up like he had. He knew his brother would be pissed, even hurt; but hurt and pissed was better than a life on the run. When they got to Columbia Abruzzi had used his "sources" to find the house near Santa Marta that Michael had bought before he came to prison. He had stocked it with enough supplies to last at least a month. He had planned everything.
When they got settled Sucre sent for Maricruz. At first she refused to come. Something about a cousin and some very angry words in Spanish were all Sucre had said. After a few weeks though Maricruz came and they got married in the Catholic Church a few towns over. Abruzzi had his family moved to safety until he knew it would be ok to bring them down or to go to them. Everyone's lives were coming together. They'd even managed to get rid of T-bag; Bellick took care of that. T-bag had mouthed off one too many times and then there was an "accident" with some of the other inmates and T-bag wasn't so lucky. After his death Lincoln let a few key people know that he had killed the guard in the riot. That got the other CO's off the prisoner's backs; it let the tension in the prison down. Without it there would have been no break.
Lincoln sat and let the ocean rhythm take all the chaos of the past two weeks out to sea. He knew why Michael had chosen it. It was perfect. The house was simple but secluded. The nearest neighbor was far enough away to keep things quiet and the back patio had a path that led down to a small private beach.
"Hey papi." Sucre said as he and Maricruz walked out onto the patio where Lincoln had been sitting.
"Hey." Lincoln said snapping out of his thoughts.
"Have you heard anything new from your lawyer?" he asked as they sat in two of the other chairs.
"I talked to her yesterday but they are still trying to figure out some of the leads. Abruzzi said he had some 'friends' in DC that he would talk to. We have all the pieces but they just don't make sense yet." Lincoln explained in frustration.
"Hey man, they'll get it. Abruzzi has 'friends' everywhere some one will know something." Sucre said as he sipped his beer. "Have you heard from fish yet?" he asked cautiously after a few quiet minutes.
"I sent his a letter through V. But I haven't heard anything back yet. She said she would try to work on an appeal for him. She wanted to from the beginning but he wouldn't let her." Lincoln stared out into the water again.
"Linc, man you did the right thing. He can get out and be free. Hell he got us out of there, he's smart, he'll take whatever appeal he can get."
"I hope your right." Lincoln replied. "His life should be better than this. Or at least he should have the choice for it to be. He only made the choice to go in for me."
"He'll do the right thing." Maricruz added. Even though she hadn't me Michael she had heard enough to feel like she'd known him forever. He got them out. He gave her man back to her, she owed him a lot. "It's the only choice that makes sense."
AN: Ok, so this story was only really meant to be the first two chapter but then I kinda took on a life of it's own. I want to continue with it but I feel like the rest is a different story. So I'm thinking of doing a sequel story. What are y'all thoughts? Let me know what you think.