Chapter thirteen

Michael felt weird holding a piece to the model that he spent a long time working on, it felt strange, very strange to think over what he was going to do. He didn't want to escape under these terms, but it was the only way.

Fernando was watching Michael from the toilet, the smell of the bleach was making him feel nauseous, but he kept moving the PI's uniforms turning white.
"So what's the plan?" Fernando asked while Michael twiddled the piece around his hands.
"We wait…" he whispered low hearing the cell open.

Fernando pulled down his pants quickly sitting on the toilet he hoped he didn't crap himself watching the C.O. walking their way.
"Scofield, Pope needs to see you right away!" C.O. Coco said.
"What?!" Fernando said looking up.
"Now!" C.O. Coco snapped.
"It's! It's ..." Fernando went on to say something but Michael blocked him out. He started walking.
"CLOSE ON FORTY!" C.O. Coco yelled the buzzing and the sliding of a cell echoed.
Michael continued to walk, his stomach sank lower - But it was tonight.
"Hey Pretty!" T-Bag snapped. 'Tick - Tock." He said his accent strong.
Michael ignored that too - He knew what he was doing...

Slowly Michael kept thinking over what to do, everything was counting on him, but it was scaring him to have to be the bad guy, that guy that was horrible.
When Michael saw the model broken it felt real, he was going to do this as the CO left him and Henry alone.
"They lifted it and it just…" Henry sounded panicked, it was the night, and his gift was ruined, but his eyes went to Michael, Michael looked sad, his eyes staring at his hands.
"The main support beam is missing." He said in a low whispered, it made Henry look confused.
"Can you fix it?" he asked still in a panic about this gift, but his eyes followed Michael's as he dropped the piece on the table. Michael eyes looked up to Henry's
"I'm so sorry…" He said now taking the shank out of his pocket pointing it at Henry.

"I'm escaping tonight, and you're going to make sure my brother comes with me!"

Michael mind stopped thinking, but it didn't. He backed Pope into his chair and started taping him down. His eyes were 'mean' focused as he swallowed a large lump each time. He held the shake to his throat and the radio up.
"Pope to base."
"Yes Sir?"
"Send Lincoln Burrows to the infirmary I went him held over night for testing."
"Copy that."
Michael's mind felt easy...
"You'll never make it over the wall." Pope stated to him. Michael turned around and turned back with a stapler. "I'm sorry Henry." He said again before slashing his head with the stapler watching his black out instantly. He grabbed the phone and dialled the joke line. Listening to it start he put the phone down. Michael felt his burst of adrenaline kick again.

Michael walked out of the office, it was simple to keep his normal straight face, but Becky smiled up at him like she always did.
"Every go alright?" She asked with a smile, but Michael felt sick inside while glancing back to the office door.
"Yeah, he just told me to tell you his in a very important business call, so don't disturb him." Michael spoke calm; even he believed his own lie as Becky glanced to the phone with a nodded.
"Michael, just so you know his very proud of you…" She said in a cheerful tone, it made Michael's stomach churn.

When Michael got back to the cell the PI uniforms were completely white, Fernando had taken them out the toilet to quickly dry them off a bit, it was weird but something about Michael didn't seem right, off like he'd changed some how.
"You ready?" Michael asked Fernando in a deep voice, it was hard for him to speak, but Fernando nodded.

"I'm ready, just nervous…" He spoke quietly, but it was going to happen, this was going to happen.

Katt sat online in a room on a bed, she felt weird with the IV in her arm looking to the time ticking on the wall, and she was more surprises when a CO brought Lincoln into the room with her.
Katt smiled while Lincoln was cuffed to another bed, she didn't know what to say without sounded stupid, but she waved the hand that was cuffed the bed, and Lincoln did the same while the CO stared at them like they were crazy.

"You two, stay put 'm going to be right outside." The CO said while both Katt and Lincoln looked to the hands cuffs cuffing them to their beds.
"Bit retarded…" Katt muttered as he walked off, but her eyes couldn't look at Lincoln, it made her stomach churn.

Lincoln was staring at her his eyes were intense. "Food poisoning?" He suggested.
"Yes." Katt casually said before she looked at him well not directly at him but toward him with a grin.
Lincoln nodded looking to his cuffs. "This is it." Lincoln added.
"Yeah ... But you know ..." Katt stopped herself.
"What?" He stated.
"Nothing;" She bit her lip before looking to the bars on the window.

Lincoln wasn't about let this drop, he rattle the cuff to get her attention, "Katt you know something!" He snapped, but kept his voice low. "What is wrong?" his voice serious now.
"Linc, let it go it's nothing…" she kept her voice steady, but it didn't help because she could still feel Lincoln's stare.
"Katt, I've been lied to so much in my life, I can tell you are hiding something!" His voice harsh, his eyes glared and Katt caught it taking a deep breath.
"Ok, you're lucky I am cuffed down, cos I would rip your throat out!" he tone a spit.
Lincoln now looked scared.

Katt growled under her breath now crossing her legs.
"Bu-" Lincoln stopped seeing the look in Katt's eyes. "Never mind." He looked down.
"You never told Emma you loved her - BITCH!" Katt finally snapped.
"What?" He looked up.
"I never got revenge for that Lincoln Burrows! But I will!" Katt looked dark.
Lincoln's eyes scanned over her before looking to where Emma's desk used to be. He sighed looking depressed.

"Katt can you tell me what on earth is going on?" his voice was harsh, but Katt just stared away from him, he wanted answers and she was ignoring him.
"KATT!" His voice was at breaking point.

"No, No, NO! You don't demand nothing from me, she nearly died, you didn't say it, she didn't want to feel pain anymore, so she tried to kill it with one hundred aspirin and a bottle of probably JD cos she can't stand the taste of vodka it makes her sick!" Katt's voice broke now feeling for the fist time tears breaking down her face.

Lincoln sunk back in his position his eyes staring to her.
Katt dried her eyes quickly. Stupid Lincoln.
"I ... "He stopped.
"Just don't say anything burrows! Just don't! You don't know anything about Emma!"

Lincoln didn't know what to say, it was one of them moments when his eyes closed, he couldn't imagine someone like Emma trying to kill herself, "It can't be, she wouldn't try and kill herself!" he snapped more trying to convince himself more than anything.
Katt laughed, it wasn't a humour laugh, but a dry sick pissed off laugh her eyes turning to face Lincoln.

"You don't know her, I know her!" Katt's eyes glared to Lincoln, but she wasn't going to speak anymore, it wasn't her place, her hands tighten on her lap trying to think about just getting out of hear and to a post box.

It became silent.
Katt continued staring at the clock but her mind was elsewhere.
Lincoln was staring at Katt while picturing Emma hurt and doing such a thing he felt depressed. Both their heads turned seeing Michael and the others walked into the room. The C.O. looked up quickly alarmed that nine inmates were standing in front of him with white uniforms. "Give me your keys!" Michael demanded. "Hey! I don't get paid enough to be a hero!" The C.O. said passing off the keys. T-bag stood front and centre before punching the C.O. out.

Katt took a deep breath as Michael uncuffed her, and then nodded, "Are you ok?" He asked as she flexed her hand quickly.

"Yeah, just keep your brother away…!" her eyes flicked over to Lincoln who was avoiding to come near her.
"Mike, tell me, what happened to Emma?" Lincoln's voice low as they started to make their way to Sara's office.

"Not the time Linc." Michael said looking to the door of Sara's officer with a nervous feeling.
"No. Michael. TELL me." Lincoln was serious beside his brother.
Michael did not speak. He placed his hand on the door.
"That wire better hold." Katt said looking from everyone before her eyes caught David's.
David's lit up.
"Fish! Is it open?" Fernando's eyes were huge.
Michael took a deep breath, turning the door knob. He looked relived but not. "We're in." He stated opening the door.
"Just you played that Doctor well." T-bag sucked his bottom lip.

"Shut up!" Michael snapped before going to the fire hose breaking the glass. Katt was now helping him, she smiled to Michael feeling the adrenaline pulsing through her.
"Michael, we need to get this mailed!" she said holding up a letter. Michael glanced from her face to it, "Yeah… We can do that…" He said with a wink. "Can you tie this to the window Kitty?" He added and Katt laughed.

"Of curse pickle…" she now rushed tying it tight while Michael did the other in the elevator.

Pressing the elevator button Michael with this crew watched the door close and re-open with a ding then close and re-open with the same ding.
"Dude!" Fernando said quickly.
Michael's expression changed. "I don't ... Get it... It should be." He looked probably a weight max. "Scofield!" T-Bag glared.
Panic hit the room.
Before David pushed past John and C-Note stepping into the elevator hitting the close button, He gave Michael a look as the door closed.
Everyone watched.
Katt ducked out of the way as the window bars started pulling... Before they broke off quickly hitting the floor, everyone rushed into the room.
"Lincoln first! Then we go alphabetical!" John said.
"Oh yeah ... A-bruzzi." C-Note hissed.
"You can have my place!" Katt snapped at C-Note and looked to Charles who was pale.

Katt turned slowly, "Charles…" She said lightly, but her voice trapped I her throat seeing the look on his face, "Charles!" her voice quick as it caught Michael's attention from helping Lincoln out the window with sheets.

Katt wasn't sure what to do as she caught the old man falling, her hands feeling the blood leaking through his bleached PI's, her eyes finding his wide and scared. "How?" She whispered, her voice soft, it even scared her to speak so calm.
"Bellick, he got me…"his tone was weak and Katt felt it breaking her heart.

"Come on old head." Katt whispered grabbing a medical towel pressing it to his wound carefully but firm.
Charles inhaled sharply.
"Come on; just over the wire." Katt looked to C-Note crossing.
"My time is over." He flashed a small smile. "The police we're wrong." He said his voice getting weaker.
"Michael we gotta go!" Fernando said.
Michael didn't move. He was listening to Charles.
Haywire was making his way over the wire.
"It wasn't one million ..." He coughed. "It was five, buried under the silo at the Double ... K Ranch ... Utah." He started coughing even rougher.
T-Bag looked intrigued before sliding across that wire.
David went next, followed by Fernando.
"Give Anna... Her Pawpaw's love." Charles swallowed roughly.
"I promise." Michael said looking to the wire. "Katt go." He noticed everyone was across but, Her, Munche and himself.
"Michael, just go." Katt said focused on Charles whose breathing had become slow and nearly unbeating.
"Katt. Now." Michael didn't have time for this.
"GO!" Katt yelled narrow eyed. "I'm pretty sure if this plan goes to hell; I'd like you over the wall before me." Katt looked dark.
"Why are you so stubborn?" Michael walked to the window.
"Welcome to how everyone feels around you." Katt added.
Michael grabbed onto the wire; "Follow me when I'm half way!" He was serious before proceeding to cross it. He didn't have the upper body muscle for this kind of thing.
"Good bye D.B. Cooper." Katt kissed his head lightly before running to the window. She watched Michael who was more then half way there.
Katt turned up and reached up grabbing the wire she tried to keep it from rocking to much as she wrapped her legs around it and starting pulling herself across. She caught up to Michael, nearing the end.
Lincoln was leaning forward focused on Michael as Fernando pushed the rope of tied sheets down the wall.
Munche wussed out and grabbed onto the wire making it bend down and snap. Munche hit the ground and the lights came on.
Michael and Katt both took a trip into the brick wall.
Katt gritted her teeth that would bruise.
Michael exhaled a breath he'd been holding in.
"Michael!" Lincoln said rushed. "Take my hand!" He said reaching down.
Michael reached up his fingers touched his brothers but they slide away from the sweat striking his face.
The lock down / Escape alarm started blasting off.
Lincoln grabbed Michael's hand dragging him up.
Michael almost fell over the other side of the wall.
He reached down and reached for Katt who grabbed his hand. He pulled her up with an ease, before all nine of them... Went over the wall.

Two days later

Emma was home, had been for the past three days, but all over the news was the escape of the Fox River nine. Emma couldn't believe it, but then somehow it all made sense to her that is why Michael was in Fox River. She shrugged in the end, she had quit her job, police had no reason to question her, in the end she didn't know anything, and no one knew her connection with Katt that well. Even if they did how was she to know anything about the escape?
Emma sat down at her computer before starting it, she walked into the kitchen taking a bowl of cherries, wearing her favourite blue jeans and Good Charlotte shirt she placed the bowl down before getting her mail box key.
The computer would take forever to load, so it helped her kill time as she walked down the hall to the mail boxes, she didn't even care that she had bare feet, she carried on walking thinking of Sara she left the door open, what if it was her that Michael chose to seduce would they have escaped, she doubt it, but then Emma didn't want to kill herself, no, just wanted the pain to stop, so now she was seeing a shrink once a week to see why.
Emma opened the mail box seeing a group of letters, she picked them out closing the box behind her, and she started to shuffle through them on her way back to the apartment, Bill, Bill junk mail, her subscription to Cosmo. One of the letters caught her eye, it had a weird lump in it, and she never forgot the hand writing.

Staring at the latter she blinked ripping it open she looked inside her heart stopped beating, she reached her fingers into split envelope, taking out the small golden half heart. Her fingers shook as she held it. Katt had never taken this off since the day she got. Emma's stomach twisted into knots. What did this mean? She felt her own necklace before noticing that Katt's lockers wasn't fully closed. She gave it a strange look before opening it carefully there was a small, small piece of green paper wrapped up. She removed it carefully and unrolled it. "What the hell?" She asked out loud. His eyes stared down at the small loopy fancy lettering reading; when I told you my name. It confused her she didn't get it...
She dropped the rest of her mail and took off up her stairs quickly into her bedroom she swung violently her closer door open. Placing the locket on the dresser she started ripping apart her closet. She batted down a box with a lid on it and caught it in her arms. Placing it on her bed she ripped the lid off and started digging into it, throwing books onto the floor.

Pulling out a lime green book she held it open facing the floor she shook it watching something fall to the carpet she gave one extra last shake. Before getting on her knees. She picked up the picture and bit her lip. Katt and herself stood there looking cold, and hungry in the middle of darkness.
She turned the picture over her eyes scanned the words; May 15th 1995; Plate Road CO. Her eyes flickered. Sierra!!!!! HA! She then watched the writing change to Katt's; Shut up =D Her felt froze on the spot as she stood up. She looked at her Macbook the iCal dock application said May 13th. She flipped over the photo again. "May fifteen..." She stated...
She looked back and forth; Back and forth until her neck got sore. She either thought; Katt was fucking her around or this was the real deal. She grabbed a bag stuffing the picture, some clothes and other basic needs into it.
Was she actually going to take off to Colorado? What did she have to lose. She zipped up the bag. Looking into her mirror she took the locket and clipped it around her neck. The heart was a magnet and it became a whole. She winced. Grabbing her bag - Keys and slipping on her sneakers leaving common sense behind...
Emma left for Colorado.


Hello all and welcome to the end of the story.... Want more then don't fear, keep an eye on this user.... Cos the second story is in the making so...
Will Emma get to Colorado, Will she ever hear the words from Lincoln.
Will Katt be able to keep away from the lurking Alexander Mahone...
All will be reviled in....
A Female convict on the run!!!

coming soon...
Thank you for reading
XoXo
Emy & Katt