Ok, since the first two drabs were silly, i thought i'd tune it down a bit and get a lil angsty and dramatic with em lol! yaaay, i wuv angst. . oh, and this particular drabble will most likely be continued in future ones. once i come up w/ something;)
" Tell me something, before we actually go through with this."
Michael turned to face his brother.
"Okay…"
Lincoln Burrows held the pistol out by the barrel, just out of reach.
"I know that you love her. But do you love her enough to do something like this?"
The younger sibling stared at the ground.
Flashes of the previous night raced through his head.
Men in suits.
Bullets flying.
Sara's scream as they took her.
He raised his head and held out his hand.
"Yes. Murder isn't beyond me now."
Steel met skin as Lincoln handed him the gun.
"Let's go get her back."