Chapter 5

Elise and Michael continued to crawl through the pipes. Elise was looking down into the vents as they crawled, and suddenly, grabbed hold of Michael's shirt.

"Michael?"

"Yeah?"

"We need to stop at the next room."

"Why?" He looked back at her, and her face was filled with joy.

"Because that is where our next stop to freedom is."

Michael nodded his head and they quickly went on.

Meanwhile, Lincoln had heard of the riot, and although he was in solitary confinement, he was able to get into the A-Wing, since someone opened all of the solitary confinement rooms. Lincoln went up to Michael and Sucre's cell, only to see Sucre alone.

"Where's Michael?"

"He is loco. He went with Elise. She started this entire thing."

"Do you know where they went?"

Lincoln heard a voice come from behind him.

"They went to disable the alarms and security cameras."

Lincoln turned around and saw T-Bag swaggering up to him. Lincoln started towards him, but Sucre held onto his shoulder.

"Elise took Michael to the room with all the electronical stuff that runs in this prison. Apparently, disabling those cameras and alarms will get us out a lot easier."

"And did she tell you this?"

"Why wouldn't she? I am part of the team, and she is my new cell mate."

Lincoln looked at Sucre, and then back at T-Bag. He then rushed past T-Bag and down the stairs, towards the doors that led out of the A-Wing.

Lincoln ran through the halls, until he came across the room where he saw Michael and Elise.

"Michael? What in the hell do you think you are doing?"

"Trying to save us all."

"You're doing something cracked, is what you're doing. You do know that she started this entire riot."

Michael looked at his brother and looked at Elise. Elise gave him a helpless look and looked at Lincoln.

"I only did that to able to get into this room without getting caught."

"Like hell you would've been caught anyway. I know what you are, Elisabeth. You're an agent who is only posing as an inmate to get me killed."

"To get you killed? I would never do a thing like that. I'm only doing this to help you, Lincoln."

Lincoln just looked at her as though he wasn't listening to a word she was saying.

"Listen, if I didn't get an abortion with Olivia 15 years ago after being raped, then what makes you think I am going to try to go and get an innocent man killed, Lincoln? I know who set this conspiracy up."

"How are you sure you know who it is, and, by the way, who is it?" Michael asked her.

"The lady who sent me here," Elise looked at Lincoln, "You were right about one thing… I am an agent. I am actually one of the best. And because of that, the Vice President's sister wanted me to prove that you were guilty. I denied her, and she sent me to prison with false conviction. But, remember, since I was one of the best agents, the CIA let me keep my job. So, upon hearing about you being in Fox River, I had to be transferred here to be able to save you. But, we face a terrible dilemma."

"What would that be?"

Elise looked at Lincoln with sadness in her eyes.

"They're after Olivia now. She is able to access a program in the 696 Building on Johnson Avenue. A program to prove your innocence. Because of that, the CIA is after her. They think that she can access that program to be able to prove your guilt, and the Madame is stopping at nothing to get her way."

"What would happen if your daughter doesn't deliver."

Elise looked at Michael, and Michael looked at her, and then at his brother.

"They'll kill her."

So, now, we definitly need to bring you on board in this plan."

Elise smiled at Lincoln, and then, walked over to the table, hiding the wires connecting to the cameras and alarms. She took out the gun, and shot three holes in it. She stuck her fingers in the hole as you would if you were hold a bowling ball, and with one fell swoop, she ripped it off and threw it aside.

Michael looked outside.

"You'd better hurry up, Ellie. They've brought out the heavy-hitters."

"I know. It'll take me one minute, just, hold on." Elise took out a pair of rubber gloves, and started to disconnect the wires. There were a few sparks here and there, but nothing life-threating. "Done."

Michael grabbed Elise's hand as she got up, and she, Michael, and Lincoln ran as fast as they could to the A-Wing. Once they got to the A-Wing, Elise took out the gun she had swiped earlier. She then turned to Linc and Michael.

"You two go to your cell."

"What about you?" asked Michael.

"I'll be okay, just go."

Michael hesitated, but went soon after receiving a glare from Elise.

Elise ran into the middle of the first floor, and fired the gun up in the air. Everyone heard, and the S.W.A.T. team behind the bars saw this crazy woman, but quickly pushed the thought of this woman being crazy, and realized who it was. They got out, however, and one of them walked over to her.

"Agent Webster?"

"What?"

"You'll be needing to get back to your cell."

"I am no inmate, Johnson. Just remember that."

Johnson nodded, and saw her walk over to her cell.

Elise walked into the cell, and eyed T-Bag.

"What?"

"I'll ask you later."

"I didn't do anything wrong."

Elise walked up to him.

"Oh really, then how come Lincoln came to the alarm room? I told you not to tell anybody."

T-Bag looked regretful for a moment, before walking over to the door, and looking at the SWAT guys take care of all of the other inmates that were not in their cells.

Elise was looking in the mirror, and tears were in her eyes.

Olivia was sitting at the computer in Veronica and Nick's apartment, when she heard a knock on the door.

"Go away, LJ."

"Come on, Olivia!" LJ stood outside the door and stood in the doorway. "Can I come in?"

Olivia looked at screen and then back at the door.

"Fine!"

LJ opened the door and noticed that she was on the computer. She was examining the DVD of Lincoln shooting the Vice President's brother.

"Are you able to access that program onto this computer?"

"Yeah. My mom said that the only way to do it was on those computers in the building, but, Lorena gave me the program so I can do it here. She doesn't want anyone getting hurt."

Olivia was typing so fast that LJ couldn't keep up. She was also swiveling the mouse around and clicking it in different locations. LJ looked at the screen and now saw a frozen image of the gun that his father was holding, which was very blurry.

"Can you clear that…"

Before he could end his sentence, Olivia was clicking on the picture, clearing up the image. A gasp came out of her mouth, as they both looked at the screen. They was no flash coming from the gun, which meant that it was not shot. Olivia looked at LJ.

"Your father was telling the truth. Terrence Steadman's brother was shot earlier, and it wasn't by him. You see? There's no flash. It looks as those he's just standing there and looking at the dead body."

LJ looked at Olivia and back at the screen. For once, he had to agree with her.

It was finally near the ending of the riot, and the S.W.A.T. guys were counting up the dead inmates and putting them in body bags. Elise continued looking at mirror, just staring and staring and staring.

T-Bag would look back at her, just to make sure she wasn't going to do anything. In a way, he still resented her, and was only putting on an act to make it look like he and Elise were friends, but, in truth, he started having feelings for her, and started to really respect her.

Elise finally turned around and walked up to the cell door, along side T-Bag. She looked around at the carnage.

"I never wanted this to happen. I can't stand to see death anymore."

"Well, sooner or later, you won't."

"He doesn't want to take me."

"Yes, he does."

"No, he doesn't. He doesn't trust me, anymore." Elise was now in tears. "I was only trying to help, and yet, it all leads to this. I am not a good person."

"Yes, you are, Elisabeth." T-Bag grabbed her shoulders and turned her to him. "You are a good person, and you never forget that. You are Pretty's best friend, Mack's love interest, and many other things. We all respect you, even me. I know that battle between us is over, and a war may be on its way, or not… I don't know. All I know is that you are the reason I have found hope."

Elise looked at him.

"What a load of bullshit." She smiled and even laughed a little bit. T-Bag joined in with her, and watched her as she went to the bunk and climbed up to the top. She noticed him looking at her.

"What?"

"I know you probably hate me for sending Lincoln to you and Michael. Bet you wanted time alone with him."

"I'm not mad, T-Bag…"

"You can call me Theodore."

She looked up at him when he said that.

"I don't usually let people call me that, but you'll be an exception to the rule," T-Bag walked over to her and held her hands, "Agent Webster."

Elise gave a small laugh, before pulling her hands out of T-Bag's grasp and laid on the bed.

"Tomorrow will be another day." After saying that, Elise drifted off to a dreamless sleep, but her mind was still very active…full of memories… pain… and secrets.