We never stopped running until it was daylight. I was an agent, and I was in shape, but nothing ever would have prepared me for that. I was exhausted. I could hear the guards and the dogs behind us, and if we didn't do something, they would catch us. The sun was burning bright and it was starting to wear on me. We had been running for 12 hours, and that was starting to wear on me. If they didn't want to deal with a whiny bitch to slow them down, then we would have to find a place to rest soon.

Abruzzi and C-note pulled ahead of the group and broke through the tree line. I heard the faint whistle of a train coming. For just a moment, my mind wandered over to Tweener and Tbag. I hoped that they were both alright, and were able to avoid getting caught. My heart tugged when I thought about Tweener, and I hoped that I would see him again soon. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Michael, Lincoln, Sucre, and I broke through the tree line. The train was moving a lot faster than I thought it was and we were going to have to race to beat it. We all picked up our pace trying to outrun the train.

"Freeze Scofield!" shouted the familiar voice of Bellick.

I had to fight to keep from turning my head around and started to run faster. Being in the FBI, I was in good shape and everything, but this was a lot of God damn running. I would be voicing my complaints later on. Gun shots rang out, and I ducked my head as a reaction. Nothing was in pain, so I was assuming that I didn't get hit. Sucre reached the front of the train first and quickly hopped across the tracks. I pushed myself a little farther and I reached the front of the train. But I wasn't jumping across.

"Come on Mami, you can do it," called out Sucre from the other side.

I looked at Sucre with nervous eyes and slowed down slightly. What if I didn't make the jump, and got caught by the train? My uncertainty was enough for the train to pull ahead again. Sucre's eyes went wide and Abruzzi, C-note, and Lincoln went sprinting by me. They quickly pulled ahead of the train and jumped across the tracks. I knew that Michael was still behind me somewhere, and maybe he was distracting the other guards so I could get across. Sucre and Abruzzi were signaling to hurry up and jump, and I shut my eyes and started running faster and faster until I leaped across the tracks.

I opened my eyes as I landed in the ditch, and fell face first into the ground. My arms and the side of my face got all scratched up, and I realized that I desperately needed a shower. My body was caked with dried mud from where I fell, I had blood spattered over me when Tbag lost his hand, and now I was getting all scratched up. My pity party ended when Abruzzi hoisted me up by my waist. We were waiting for Michael, but lost sight of him. I could see the guards running by the train trying to figure out how to get to the other side.

Out of nowhere, Michael comes crashing through one of the cars that he was hiding in. A gun shot rang out and barely missed Michael. I looked over to see who fired the shot, and Bellick was staring daggers at us. The guys all quickly took off running, but I just stayed for a moment staring back at Bellick. I wondered what was going through his head when he saw me. And I also wondered if my father was on the scene yet, and what he would think about all of this. When I realized that the train was ending, I turned my head away from Bellick and took off for the trees.

It didn't take me that long to catch up to the others because honestly they moved slow as hell. Especially Abruzzi, but I guessed at his age you weren't doing much running. We all broke through a clearing in the woods where everyone stopped for a rest.

"This is not working guys," I panted as I put my hands on my knees and bent over.

I guess that was the wrong thing to say because some strong hand wrapped itself around the back of my neck and yanked my head backwards. I grunted at the pressure on my spine and was staring up at Abruzzi's cold eyes.

"You trying to slow us down Bella?" he hissed "I bet you want us to get caught don't you Agent Collins" he mocked.

I jerked myself free of his clutches and backed away from him. I was just glaring at him, but I couldn't give him an answer. I didn't know what I was doing anymore. If my father could see me now, he would probably yell at me into next year for losing control of the situation. Abruzzi started to stalk back towards me.

"Leave her alone John," said Michael.

The guys looked at Michael with shocked eyes. They were probably surprised that Michael was defending me after my betrayal. Pretty obviously I was grateful for somebody standing up for me. I heard C-note snicker and he was shaking his head.

"I know your plan Scofield," he spat, "I know where you are heading and you are probably taking snowflake with you."

I raised my eyebrows confused at what C-note was implying, but Michael didn't seem to be fooled. I tried to rack my brain as to what he was saying, but I came up with nothing.

"They're headed to Utah to recover the 5 million that Westmoreland buried in the desert," explained C-note.

I immediately started shaking my head, but who was I kidding they weren't going to trust me. Abruzzi just looked pissed, and Sucre looked let down. He was probably upset that Michael hadn't told him about the money yet. It was then that I remembered sitting in the medical room with Westmoreland. I was still handcuffed to Tbag, and only a handful of us knew what he told us about the money. Until C-note went and blabbed. I wanted to say something, but we heard the dogs barking, and without a second thought we all took off running again.