I know this would never happen under real circumstances, but this is a fick so just run with it. Plus I think this face to face in prison adds an extra bang to the Nyssa's revelation.
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Nyssa was running towards Fox River penitentiary.
Her legs barely keeping up with her intent to get to there as soon as possible.
As she tried to calm herself down her mind keep replaying the events of the last couple hours. During that time they had no idea what was going on. The lights went off, the darkness swallowed everyone. For a split second she thought she had collapsed again due to the mold. Had she taken her pills the previous day?
But then her senses returned. She felt Michael's grip and cling to her hands. Felt his hands on hers. Heard him breath, inhale. Heard Veronica shuffle around her surroundings.
The next couple of hours could have been anything - a couple of seconds, a couple of days, a couple of years…It was impossible to tell. The passage of time seamed to melt.
Each one of them swam in their own worst fears
Then the door finally opened, and Lincoln walked in.
New evidence had surfaced concerning Lincoln's case. The judged ordered more time to the case for further investigation into the evidence.
This gained Lincoln two more weeks.
Two more weeks for Michael to put plan B into action.
So why was she running?
After stepping out of the shower she received a phone call from the warden.
Michael had been severely burned. Part of his upper torso, his right upper shoulder scorched. Knowing Michael it probably had something to do with plan B. After being ushered to the infirmary and given pain killers he was sent to his cell and ordered to stay in there until further notice.
She owed his this much, she told herself.
She was only going to see if he was alright, and afterwards she would be free to leave.
To walk away.
To disappear.
Forget about Michael.
Turn her back on this entire mess.
If she chose to.
There was really nothing holding her back.
Upon showing up at Fox River there was some confusion concerning if she would even be able to see him. The guards kept repeating that visiting hours were over and Scofield wasn't allowed to leave his cell.
Finally a call came in from the warden stating she was allowed to be escorted into the cell under the circumstance that Michael couldn't get out. Somewhat of a first. The guards told her to be ready for crude remarks. Most of the inmates have been deprived of the company of a woman and were probably going to get rowdy.
She walked down the long cell block towards where Michael's cell was. She kept her head down and didn't dare look up. Curses and rude remarks were being blasted back and forth, some of the inmates even using this time get their so called fix.
When she finally stood in front of the Michael's cells she noticed him sitting on the bottom bunk bed. His torso exposed while part of his back had bandages on it. His head finally shoot up.
He looked up at her and their eyes locked.
While the guard fumbled with the keys to open up the cell, Nyssa noticed someone else sitting on the other bunk bed.
His face was turned away from her.
She assumed this must be Michael's cellie.
Michael stood up from his bunk bed and asked the guard, " What going on?"
The person in the top bunk bed shifted farther away from Nyssa's view.
The guard didn't respond just opened the gate as Nyssa stepped in, then it was locked. Walking away one of them shouted "Starting the countdown 120, 119 ..." Then they all disappeared.
By this time the noise in the prison was so loud Nyssa figured she would have to scream for Michael to hear her.
Michael was still staring at her. " What the hell are you doing?" He exclaimed over the comment and gestured that were being directed towards them
"That's what I would like to know. The hell were you thinking?" She shouted back.
"You trying to get yourself killed?" She screamed.
He walked up to her and leaned into her ear, the whistles around them got louder.
Michael began to speak, " I'm fine , but this really isn't the time …." but Nyssa was no longer paying any attention.
Her eyes were now staring at the person in the top bunk bed.
He had finally turned around, exposing his face.
Scofield notice that she was no longer paying any attention to what he was saying.
" What? What is it?" He glanced from her towards what she was so fixed on.
Sucre was staring back at her, with the same transfix on his face.
The noise behind them broke the spell between the two
One of the guards appeared behind the gate unlocking it.
"Time to go." The guard stated.
Michael was still staring at both of them. Unaware of what was going on.
Nyssa looked up once more at the man sitting at the top bun and walked out in front of the gate bars. Sucre jumped from the top bunk bed and now stood next to Michael.
She looked back at Michael one last time and walked away from them without another word.
Scofield fixed his gaze on Sucre with a confused and incriminating stare.