Chapter 4

Meanwhile, in Chicago, Veronica and Nick were still trying to figure out about Lincoln's case and what they were going to do about Olivia.

"Olivia isn't very trustworthy of us." Nick stated.

"I know, but she is our dependability. The feds are after her, but we need her also."

Right after Veronica had said that, the phone rang. Veronica answered the phone, looking slightly worried.

"Hello?"

"I have some information for you about Lincoln Burrows, Veronica."

"Who are you?"

"It's Elisabeth Webster."

Veronica's eyes widened. She looked at Nick, and as LJ and Olivia walked into the room, she looked at Olivia.

"Oh my… How can you help?"

"I know that my daughter is with you. When LJ came to visit his father, he told him that Olivia was with you. And Lincoln told Michael, and Michael told me. Anyway, tell Olivia to transfer the VHS tape to a DVD, and then, put the disk into the computer in the computer lab at the 696 building at Johnson Avenue in Chicago."

"How is that going to help us?"

"A friend of mine works in that building. She works on the computers and she knows how to help you. Olivia knows who she is."

Veronica looked at Olivia.

"Her name is Lorena Haskell, Ms. Veronica. She's my mom's attorney.

"But only the FBI can be in that building."

"She also works for the FBI."

LJ's face was full of shock and he looked at Olivia. Olivia had a smirk on her face.

"Tell my mom that I know what to do."

Veronica nodded and went back to talking to Elise.

"If you heard, your daughter knows what else to do."

"That's my girl. She takes after her mother. Lorena will be on the third floor at the elevator. Just introduce yourselves and leave the rest to her." Elise smiles and laughs, "I'll get back to you, Veronica."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, she looked at the others and smiled.

Elise hung up the pay-phone, and turned around. She noticed that Michael and the others were heading into P.I. She smiled to herself, and walked over to the bleachers.

Later that day, Elise walked into GenPop to find Michael. She looked up to where his cell was, and saw him leaning against the door.

Elise walked up the stairs and to his cell. She saw him and Sucre walking away.

"Wait! Michael!"

Michael stopped in his tracks and turned around. He said something to Sucre and walked towards Elise.

"Hey, Ellie."

"Finally, I get to talk to you. I was seeing you and the others heading into P.I. How much do you get paid for that?"

"We get $0.19 an hour. And we work for about 7 hours. Why?"

"I was thinking about joining. I know about what you are going to do."

"What?"

"You're trying to break out…" She looked into his eyes, and saw that he was in a mix of shock and anger. "You see, you and I both have the same I.Q., and since I do maintenance, I saw the hole in your cell, and the wall, and in storage. Michael, I want to go with you."

"I can't believe this."

"Michael…"

He looked away from her.

"Look at me."

He continued to look the opposite way, and Elise gave up.

"Fine, I'll just leave. It's not like you wanted me to be here, anyway. Just leave me like you did 16 years ago." She started to walk away from him, nearing the staircase.

"No, wait."

Elise stopped and stood at the top stair. She looked at him with hurt in her eyes. Michael walked over to her and stood next to her.

"I'm sorry. I'm just shocked. I guess that you would've get on to it sooner or later."

"Yeah, well, it hurts that it seemed that you didn't trust me. You have always trusted me and I have never betrayed it. You know you can't keep secrets from me."

Elise looked at him, and Michael embraced her in tight hug.

"I do trust you, Ellie. I always will."

Elise and Michael finally parted. Elise smiled at Michael and walked down the staircase, and walked towards T-Bag's cell.

"Hey, Theodore!"

T-Bag looked up from talking to a few of his thugs and smirked at her.

"What, Elisabeth?"

Elise walked in and looked at the guys.

"Only a few minutes, guys. Thanks."

Elise sat on the stool, while T-Bag sat on the bottom bunk. She kept on playing with her fingers, while trying to figure out how to say to him what she had been thinking all day.

"When will this war end between you and I? I'm really wondering, because I'm getting tired of going to the infirmary and getting stitches."

T-Bag laughed and looked at her.

"Well, I guess it will end whenever either of us decides it to be over."

"Well, I want it to be over right now. I've come to realize that we're both alike in a lot of ways. I mean, not in obvious ways, of course, but in ways of our personalities."

T-Bag looked at her keenly, with a bit of a smirk.

"Well… How do you figure that one out, little lady?"

"Well, we both like to start shit with people, right? And, I guess, we are both pretty manipulative."

"Yeah, I guess, but you aren't manipulative with Pretty, right?"

Elise looked at him, with a look of concern on her face.

"I know you two have been getting close. It's a pity, you know. He likes that doctor."

"Who? Sarah Tancredi?"

He shrugged.

"I guess. The only doctor I know of in Fox River."

Elise looked as though she was hit in the face with a sledge-hammer. T-Bag noticed her and placed a hand on her back.

"S'ok, Sweetheart. You'll find someone."

Elise laughed and looked at him.

"Thank for your concern, Mr. Bagwell, but, it's not like that."

"Then what is it like?"

"We've been friends for almost thirty years, and Michael has always told me everything. I guess, maybe, his love life wasn't included."

"Well, your love life apparently is. I know about you and that new fish."

"Do you want him?"

T-Bag smiled and laughed.

"No, he's all yours."

Elise got up, smiled and looked at once arch-nemesis.

"So, is this war over?" She held out her hand.

T-Bag looked at her hand and looked back at her. He got up, and instead of shaking her hand, he gave her a big hug.

"Oh, yes. It is well over and will never begin again… No matter how mad I get at you."

"I promise I won't get you mad. Anyway, about what I said to you about your family."

T-Bag looked at her; his smile quickly faded.

"I thought it was absolutely horrible and cruel about what I said. I shouldn't be one to be talking about other people's families. I know how it feels to be made fun of and have your family in on it, too."

He looked at her, confused.

"Remember when you called me a black whore?"

T-Bag nodded.

"Well, you were only half right. I'm a mulatto, or half black and half white. My father is Irish-Scottish-American, while my mother is African-American. I am the only child between those two, but I have 4 half-brothers on my father's side and 3 half-sisters on my mother's side."

T-Bag looked as though he was going to fall down.

"I'm really sorry about…"

"It's ok," she cut him off, putting her fingers to his lips, "All is said and done. It's in the past and we both do not need to dwell on it." She kissed him on the cheek, smiled and walked out of the cell.

T-Bag walked out of the cell and leaned against the door. He put his hand to his cheek, remembering of how she had affected him physically and emotionally that day.

A few days have past from when the war between Elise and T-Bag had ceased, but the tension inside the walls of Fox River.

Michael was looking at his tattoo, seeing what he had to do next. Sucre was keeping watch.

Michael walked over to Sucre.

"We have to find out how to disable the security cameras and alarm."

"You have any ideas, Fish?"

Michael simply shrugged, full of disappointment. He didn't know anyone who knew how to disarm the alarm and camera. He looked down, his head head in his hands. Then, his head shot up when he heard Elise was arguing with C.O. Geary. Elise had been transferred to A-Wing and was now T-Bag's cellie. He looked from his cell down to the first and of what he could see, Elise was being escorted to her new cell.

"Why did you even put me here, Geary?"

"Do I look like the head honcho, here?"

"I was just asking a question." Elise looked up at Michael, and smiled. Of what he could see, Elise was taking something from Geary's belt, and he wasn't even noticing it. She walked into the cell and looked at T-Bag.

"What did you steal from Geary?"

"Something that will help with the plan."

T-Bag looked at her, and his face was full of apprehension.

"You know about us breaking out?"

"Yeah… But, in order to escape and not be noticed, the cameras have to be disabled. My little friend here will get the job done."

Elise revealed the P89TH 9mm Luger that was once in Geary's belt, but now in her hands. She walked over to her bunk and hid the gun in her pants pocket.

"Don't say a word, Theodore."

T-Bag nodded his head, and then, looked at Michael. He grinned up at him and mouthed to him.

"She's in?"

Michael nodded to T-Bag, knowing that if he didn't let her in, there would be more secrets told to him about his dearest friend, and they wouldn't be from her mouth.

Meanwhile, Veronica, Nick, LJ, and Olivia were still in their apartment. LJ was looking rather dismal, sitting at the couch and watching T.V.

"What's the matter, LJ?"

LJ looked up to see who had asked him that question and noticed that Olivia was sitting next to him. He looked at her and muttered something.

"You looked unhappy, LJ. I was just wondering what was worng with you, geez."

"Well, it's none of your business."

Olivia just looked at him, while he gave a "don't bother me anymore" look.

"Fine."

Olivia got up and walked into the room that she and LJ were sharing and slammed the door shut. Veronica noticed her and looked at LJ.

"What?" Was all that came out of his mouth.

Veronica sat down next to LJ and started to walk with him.

"Why do you not like her so, LJ?"

"She's different."

"How so?"

"She's not like the type of girls I hang out with, that's all." LJ looked at Veronica. Veronica gave him a shameful look.

"That is terrible. That should be no reason to not like. In fact, you and her have a lot in common."

"Yeah, like what?" He asked, not really interested.

"Well, her mother is in jail, and so is your father."

LJ looked at Veronica, and looked away.

"She's trying to help your father, LJ. Her mother is the only person she really knows and she was taken away from her," Veronica grabbed LJ's shoulder and turned him to her, "Try to think of knowing no one but your father, and then, one day, he was taken away. How would you feel?"

LJ glanced at the room that Olivia was in and then looked down, shame written all over his face.

While Elise was getting situated with her new cell, Geary had lined the prisoners up for count. Elise noticed that he had grabbed his belt, and he became aware of that his gun wasn't there. Elise walked out of the cell and in the line. She then called out to him.

"Why do you look lost, Geary?"

"Someone stole my gun," He noticed her smiling, and walked over to her, "You don't know who could've done it, huh?"

"Nope, no idea."

The inmates all knew what was going to happen. The crowd began to rustle quietly, and it gradually grew louder.

"Let me check, just in case." Geary went for his keys, but before her could even reach them, Elise hit him on the head with the gun. She then grabbed the keys before Geary's body fell on the floor.

The inmates began to get more and more rowdy, and then, before you knew it, more and more C.O.s came into the A-Wing, with Bellick in front.

"What the hell happened in…" Bellick froze when he saw Geary on the ground, and Elise having a hold on the P89TH 9MM Luger that was once in Geary's belt, but now was in Elise's custody.

"Didn't shoot him, if that's what you're tinking, Captain."

Bellick looked at her confusingly. He looked at how she held the gun. Instead of holding it with her index finger on the trigger, it was on the barrel and the palm of her hand was on top of the gun. Only one person held a pistol that way, that he knew of.

"Agent Elisabeth Webster."

Elise walked up to him, and whispered to him.

"Get a riot started. But not a big one. I'll shut off A-Wing. I'll tell you why later."

Bellick nodded, and like that, he shot at her, and the inmates went crazy.

Elise made it to the door, being quickly followed by Michael.

"What are you doing, and why did he called you 'Agent'?"

"There's no time, Michael."

Michael grabbed onto her shoulder and turned him to her.

"Yes, there is. 16 years worth of it, Elise."

Elise looked at him and bit her bottom lip.

"Fine. I'll tell you. I used to work for the CIA, before I was sent to prison. But, since I was so profilic in my work, they let me keep my job. Most of my money came from the CIA, not prostituting."

"So you have never prostituted."

Elise shook her head and looked down the hall. A few inmates from another wing heard about the riot, and were charging at the two. Elise took the gun and shot at them, not to hit them, but to scare them. Her idea worked.

"We have to go. I'll tell you when we get to the room where they house the alarms and outdoor-security cams."

"Why did you get sent away, then?" Michael asked as they both were running in the halls, until they came to a room. They both ran into it and Elise grabbed a chair to reach the vent above their heads.

"The Vice president's sister knew about me and wanted me to join forces with her in order to kill Lincoln."

"And?"

"I denied her." She smiled at him, before climbing up into the cross-base and being followed by Michael. "Since she couldn't get what she wanted, she sent me to prison. And now, she's after Olivia, for the same reason. But, instead of sending her away, they might kill her."

"Then we need to get out of here as quick as we can."

"Yeah, so lead me the way, Michael. You are the smarter one." Elise laughed, but stopped when she looked up at Michael, who was smiling at her.

"But' you're the braver one."

They both shared a laugh before going on their way. Although it may have seemed to be stupid, it was a special moment shared by the two, since the last time they had laughed at something together.

But, they knew that they weren't going to laugh for long. The riot, as they both could hear, was getting louder, and somehow, inmates found their ways out of their wings.

Elise looked at Michael.

"We better do this fast."

"Right. I'll lead."

Michael went in front of Elise as the two went through the pipes to try and get to the last barricade and the most important piece of the plan.