I had been sent a P.I card from Abruzzi that morning and that meant I was meeting the whole team. I wasn't sure who was on it but I was about to find out.

I walked behind Sucre and Michael to the yard where we were cleaning up.

I heard Michael say "We need some more PVC here, boss" he then looked at me and beckoned for me to follow.

"Same here boss" Once I had gotten a nod of permission I walked towards the shed where I waited with Michael for everyone else to show up.

Next came in Lincoln Burrows, who looked confused as to why I was here. But from Michael's look he didn't say anything.

Then came Abruzzi "Hey, he's coming you mind telling us what this is all about?" Sucre came in, muttering something in Spanish, but stopped once he saw us.

"These are the guys were breaking out with" I saw Abruzzi's eyes flash to me and then to Lincoln.

"I don't think so Fish. That was not our agreement. I'm not gonna work with this crazy rhino" He said. I was glad that he apparently had no problem with me.

"You keep pushing it John" Lincoln said.

"Yeah, I just keep pushing it, you know. What's your deal man?" Lincoln got right in Abruzzi's face.

"Touch my brother again and I'll show you" I raised my eyebrows, well there's something you don't see everyday.

"Brother. Your brother" Abruzzi scoffed, looking from Lincoln to Michael seeming to realise that he was telling the truth.

"We only have a few minutes so can you two please settle this on your own time?" I asked, getting bored of the arguing.

"Riley's right, the reason we're all here today is because we have a decision to make" I leant back against the box I was sitting on, watching Michael as he took the lead once more.

"Which is?" I asked. He looked over at me, before looking at his brother.

"English, Fitz or Percy. If we're going to pull this off, we're going to need to take one of them out"

"And you want us to tell you which one?" Abruzzi asked.

"I just want you to help me to get to them. I'll take it from there" I wasn't entirely sure what I could do to help with that, but I'm sure Michael had a plan.

"You're crazy you know that?" Sucre said angrily, he looked panicked.

"All I need is five minutes" I finally caught on to what he was saying.

"You wont get five seconds" I said. He looked at me annoyed, with a look that said 'shut up'.

"I thought you had everything worked out Fish" Sucre said.

"Hey, man. At least he has a plan!" I defended him.

"Can we please stop arguing. This isn't a Jamba Juice gentlemen. It's going to take a little more then digging a few holes. There are eyes, ears, dots that can be couldn't be connected from the outside" He explained.

"And English, Fitz and Percy?" Lincoln asked.

"One of those dots"

"And how exactly are you supposed to pull this off?" Abruzzi asked bending down to properly look into Michael's eyes. Michael didn't even flinch.

"With a little help from my friends?"

"Hold up Sucre, Scofield you got company" I looked back to see both of them looking confused, I shrugged and walked in my cell. The door closed behind me, and Sucre leaned against it.

"Who's in there" I asked him.

"Pope, don't know why though" I nodded, and moved to sit on my bed.

"So, what's your secret?" I smirked at him.

"If I told you it wouldn't be much of a secret. But you'll find our soon enough. Either me or Michael will tell you"

After Chapel, it was time for food. In the line everyone was talking about Michael being transferred.

When I heard that I sat down, and stared at my food. I had a little bit of hope left in me when he said I was going to escape with him, but now I resigned myself to spending 30 years of my life here.

I saw Abruzzi talking to Michael. I cocked my head to try and listen but gave up when I couldn't hear anything.

I looked away when they stopped talking. I scooped up some of the horribly overcooked vegetables and started to eat.

I looked up when Abruzzi sat down at my table, he usually sat with his goons and played cards.

"You alright Riley?" He asked me.

"Yeah. I'm fine" I replied, a little confused.

"I wanted to talk to you about why I brought you in on the T-Bag situation. It seems as though you and Fish are his new targets. I wanted you to see that I was dealing with it. But you need to watch your back, got it?" He stared at me for a little while to make sure his point had gotten across, and then he walked off.

His place was soon taken by Michael. I looked up at him, and then sighed.

He took a deep breathe before saying "Riley, I'm not being transferred. I've got it all sorted out, you don't need to worry, I don't want you to worry about me" It looked like he was about to take my hand before he remembered where we were and coughed awkwardly, whilst scratching the back of my head.

I had to hold in a laugh at how uncomfortable he looked. I did allow a small smile to escape me, and when he saw me smiling he smiled back.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing" We stared at each other for a little while, before Michael excused himself, and went to talk to Westmorland.

"Yo, Riley" I heard Sucre call from the next cell.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Michael's gone down" I knew what that meant. I got out a mirror and checked if any C.O's were coming our way.

"So, how long is he going to be?" I asked.

"I don't know, Papi. What I do know is that I'm going to have a heart attack from worrying too much"

I chuckled. "Michael knows what he's doing" I said, I could see Sucre nodding.

"That makes me feel a little bit better, I suppose" He said. I moved back to sit on my bed.

"Count them!"

Bellick moved along the cells, checking each person.

"Callahan, Knight, Malinowski, Pohlen, Black" As my name was called I walked out of my cell and stood in front while Bellick checked my name off the list.

"Scofield, Sucre" It took a while, but Sucre reluctantly walked out of the cell. Michael didn't follow so Bellick repeated "Scofield!" He pulls out a nightstick and walked into the cell.

I looked questioningly at Sucre and he nodded towards the toilet. Bellick came back out of the cell, and looked from me to Sucre and shouted "We got a runner" and blasted his whistle.

Immediately, an overhead speaker announced there was to be a lockdown.

Bellick was trying to interrogate Sucre.

"Alright, for the last time Piñata, where the hell's Scofield? He's gone, your gone, you hear me" Sucre flashed me a panicked look over Bellick's shoulder. All I could do was shrug, there was really nothing else I could do.

But then Bellick's radio came to life. "Call it off captain, I got Scofield right here"

"Where?"

"In the Warden's office"

"Are you looking at him … Stop trying to nail the secretary and check the dam office!"

"Captain. He's gone" Bellick gave me and Sucre a look, but we just confusedly look back.

Michael got dragged back to his cell later, he looked very upset about something. He didn't say anything to me or Sucre.

I just sighed, something obviously went wrong with whatever he was doing. I only hoped that he could get past it and carry on with the escape.

I was standing in the yard next to Abruzzi. We were randomly talking when we saw Michael heavily chained walking past, escorted by Bellick.

"Hey fish face, where you going?" Abruzzi called.

I had a pretty good idea of where he was going, and that wasn't over the wall like he was supposed to.

I walked as close as I could to the fence and followed them round until they got close to the gate. Michael followed me with his eyes, I could see the sadness from where I was standing. His eyes flickered over to Lincoln and the look on his face broke my heart.

I mouthed "bye" to him, and he did the same. He was passed off to a different guard and headed towards the bus when Warden came up.

Pope said something and Michael was escorted back. Me and Abruzzi shared smiles, everything was back on track.

AN: Again I don't own anything other than Riley :) Hope you enjoy the chapter.