Title: A Pyrrhic Victory
Prompt byclair_de_lune: Prison Break. Michael and Lincoln (NOT PAIRING!). On the road.
Characters: Michael, Lincoln, (mentions of LJ and Sara)
Pairing: implied Michael/Sara
Rating: PG
Genre: family, angst, friendship, missing scene
Spoilers: Season 3
Word Count: aaand again, EXACTLY 250 words *high fives herself*
Summary: This fic might be considered as a missing scene from the episode 3x13, where Michael and Lincoln drive to Sofia's apartment.
A Pyrrhic Victory
Lincoln watches the road only partially, his main object of observation sitting next to him. His brother is quiet. In fact, Michael didn't utter a single word since they left LJ and Sofia at the hospital to find what Whistler left behind.
Lincoln is concerned. He knows what's probably on his brother's mind, but he doesn't dare to address the topic, Michael's emotional wound still being too fresh and painful.
"You hungry?" he asks, but Michael shakes his head.
"You should eat something. I could stop and get you some…"
"Could we just get there, please?" Interrupts Michael sharply, eyes trained upon the road ahead.
"Sure."
Silence settles in. Michael's jaw is stubbornly clenched and Lincoln sighs.
"Listen Michael…" he starts uneasily. "I still haven't thanked you for what you did for LJ."
Michaels gaze unglues from the road for a moment to look at his brother, his eyes for the first time unguarded and shining pain and grief. Lincoln's chest squeezes with sorrow.
"LJ is my nephew, and I love him very much. There is nothing I wouldn't do for him." Michael's voice is earnest and a tight lump forms in Lincoln's throat.
"Or you, for that matter." Adds Michael quietly, his eyes two honest pools, and Lincoln feels his own well up with involuntarily tears before he again trains his eyes upon the road.
"I know." He mumbles. "And I am so sorry for what happened to…" He can't finish however, for the lump is back.
"I know."
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