Chapter 4

Michael Scofield paced in the field surrounding Fox River wondering what was going on with Emily. One thing he didn't think about asking was how old she was and if she was actually serious about visiting him. He didn't get a response to his last letter yet and it had been almost three weeks.

" Did I say or do something to scare her away?" Michael thought.

Michael didn't know for sure, but he was worried. Did something happen to her and he didn't know it?

" Hey Scofield," the guard said, " We're you expecting any visitors?"

" No," Michael said," Not anytime soon."

" You have one," the guard said, " Why I don't know."

" It can't be her," Michael thought, " Or is it?"

" Let's go Scofield," the guard said, " You're wasting time as it is."

Michael just walked back into the prison with the guard behind him.

" Way over in the corner," the guard said, " No funny business. I've got my eye on you."

Michael slowly walked up to the person sitting down facing the window. As he got closer he knew it, it had to be her. Michael just continued to walk and then sat down.

" It is you," Michael said, " Emily."

" Nice guess," Emily said, " Are you surprised?"

" Yes," Michael said, " I thought you would never come here."

" Maybe I shouldn't of," Emily said, " You sound disappointed."

Michael stared into her eyes and realized something was missing.

" Didn't you tell me you wore glasses?" Michael asked.

" I'm wearing my contacts," Emily said, " Do they make me look strange?"

" Not at all," Michael said.

Emily managed a weak smile and tried to relax, she wasn't comfortable being here.

" How old are you?" Michael asked.

" One thing I didn't mention," Emily said, " I'm 24."

" You sure don't look like it," Michael said.

" I get that a lot," Emily said, " I'll take that as a compliment."

The two talked for about 20 more minutes before the guard came back and said time was up.

" They don't give you much time do they?" Emily asked.

" It depends on who it is," Micheal said.

Michael got up and took a long look at her and smiled at her.

" What?" Emily said, " Is something wrong?"

" You are even more beautiful then I pictured you," Michael said.

" There's another guard waiting to escort you back to the front gates," the guard told her, " Let's go Scofield. Time to go back to your cell."

Emily watched as he went back out the door he came in.

" This place is the worst place to be," Emily thought," How can he stand it?"

Emily then went back out the front gates of Fox River and to the parking lot. She paused for a moment and looked back.

" How could you get yourself in this place Micheal," Emily said, " What did you do so wrong?"

Emily then headed to her car and drove off, sooner or later she was going to find out no matter what it took.