I followed Michael as he ran out of the break room, and what I saw shocked me. Abruzzi was lying on a gurney bleeding from his neck.

I leant on the fence to stop myself from falling over. This was not good.

T-Bag then joined us at the fence "And then there were seven"

"As far as I know it's six" C-Note said.

Michael caught sight of Pope walking near the fence and went to go talk to him.

"You guys could be a little more sensitive you know. He came in here to stop his brother from dying and now all his plans are being ruined. So if you guys could stop taking the piss that would be great" I snapped at them.

I was sat on the bleachers with the others, waiting for Sucre to come back from the telephone where he was trying to find out about Abruzzi.

He finally came over.

"The hospital wont give out any information"

"Wonder what happened to that boy. Maybe them Mafia chickens came home to roost" T-Bag said.

"We gotta put this whole thing on hold" Michael said, and I bit my lip. I really didn't want to put it on hold.

"Whoa, easy, Fish. We're not puttin' nothin' on hold" C-Note said calmly.

"I don't think you heard me. Until I get my brother out of that hole, no-one's doing a damn thing"

"God bless Sink, but the man is gone. You go to the tombs, you don't get out, not until they strap you up"

"If you think I'm gonna leave my brother behind, you have massively underestimated me" Oh great another fight.

"Really?"

"Really"

"That ain't my fight. I'm through that hole, Pretty, with or without you, next time I'm on PI" T-Bag said

"We're not having this debate" Michael said angrily.

"We're not?"

"We're not having this debate!" He said firmly

"We oughta open the floor to everyone else, huh? See what they all say"

C-Note said "We got a clear shot, baby. Every day we don't use that hole is another day the screws can find it"

"The way is not finished" Michael tried to stall.

"We're clear to the infirmary, that's all we need. Through that window, over that wire, over that wall"

"The two of you will never make it" Michael declared.

"Oh, Fish, it's not just two" C-Note said, motioning to me, Westmorland and Sucre.

"If it's now or never, we gotta go. Go with us, Michael. You've done everything you could" Westmorland said.

"They're grown men, Michael. They can all decide for themselves" Said T-Bag

"You son of a..." Michael grabbed T-Bag's jacket with both fists and shoved him against the fence. T-Bag held his hands up while C-Note and Sucre hurry to pull them apart.

"Hey, wait a minute, back up..." I said, as a C.O came over

"Hey! Who are you separating there?" He called.

"Hey, it's good boss, it's good. We're just playin' around. It's all good" C-Note said, as the C.O walked away.

"You know what, there are two things that everybody needs to get with. First, hillbilly, you have got to learn some respect. The man here made everything possible. And you, Fish? You're gonna have to get with that we are doing this thing this afternoon, as soon as we get on PI" Michael chuckled.

"So you're just gonna make a run for it. In the middle of the day" He asked.

"Well, you gotta do what you gotta do, huh, baby?"

"You are gonna screw this whole thing up" C-Note laughed.

"That's not for you to decide any more. Now, this train is leaving the station, and I suggest you get on it"

"Get on the train, Fish. Get on the train" T-Bag whispered.

"Well, you know what? You sons of bitches? I won't let you do it" Michael said.

"What you gonna do? Blow the whistle on your own escape?" T-Bag asked, as Michael walked away. I hurried after him trying to calm him down.

"Michael don't worry. Everything will sort itself out. You'll find a way" I said.

I was thinking about the escape. If it really was now or never, well I definitely would go now. But then again I wouldn't go without Michael. As long as he went I went. And if he didn't then I didn't.

A priest went into Michael's cell, I knew he was doing something with a pill he had hidden in his arm.

I was a little disgusted to find out that he meant his actual arm but I knew that he would do anything for his brother.

Hell, if he got himself sent to prison for him, there probably wasn't much else he wouldn't do.

All through my infirmary visit I was nervous.

"Are you alright?" Doc asked me.

"Uh. Yeah. I'm good" I tried to smile.

"Well if your sure"

"Um Doc? I really wanted to thank you, you know for everything you've done for me. I appreciate it" I told her.

"Why do I get the feeling that your saying goodbye to me?" She asked.

"I guess in a place like this you never know which day might be your last" I said as a nurse came in.

"Sarah, we backing up out here"

"Oh. Right... it's no problem Riley" She said, before she walked out.

I was then escorted back to my cell, where I saw C-Note looking down at me from his cell. I gave him a nod and he nodded over at Michael's cell.

I shrugged, and he backed up out of view. I then sat on my bed and looked through the drawings that I've done since I've been here. I pretty much have every person in here.

I was ready to go. It was now or never.

I was walking with my P.I crew towards the break room, I could feel my legs shaking with anticipation. I couldn't wait to be free.

"Came to your senses did you?" T-Bag asked Michael, who ignored him

"What, you figure some magic way to get your brother out of that hole and into the guards' room?"

"He's not gonna be there" Michael replied coldly.

I shared a look with Sucre and walked into the break room.

"So, Mr. Pied Piper, what's the play?" T-Bag asked, working on the dry wall.

"We do what we always do. Pretend to be working. Be model citizens, till the time comes"

"And that'd be?"

"Nine 'o clock" Michael replied.

"You seem to be forgetting the fact that PI shuts down at five 'o clock, Pretty"

"Well, we have to make sure it doesn't, don't we?" Michael then removed a piece of drywall, and rips out some insulation to reveal a pipe. We all leant of the table to watch him.

"Hammer" He grabbed the sledgehammer from Sucre and started hitting the pipe with it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I shouted. Michael ignored me, and kept hitting the pipe until it split and water sprayed out of it, drenching all of us.

We all sat on the floor in a semi-circle waiting to be berated by Bellick.

"What the hell happened here?" He shouted.

"Messed up. Hit a pipe. Should've killed the water before we started." Michael explained.

"Should've, huh?" Bellick sneered.

"It's not that big a deal, we can fix it in the morning. I don't think mould should be a problem before then"

"Mould?" He asked

"Scofield, shut up, man!" C-Note said.

"No, you shut up. What are you talking about?"

"You get drywall and insulation soaked like this, you run the risk of stachybotrys mould" Bellick clearly didn't like the sound of that.

"Boss, that's just like, one time in a thousand, for real"

"Tell you what. You and all your Compañeros here aren't stepping outside this door until every damn molecule of water is out of this place"

We all let out asorted protests, when inside I was laughing, Bellick thought he was punishing us when he was just giving us what we wanted.

"Well, then it's gonna take all night" Sucre complained.

"Well, then it's gonna take all night. Don't catch a sniffle" Bellick left and I slapped Michael on the back, as he smiled at me.

"Man!" C-Note said.

All I could hear was Michael banging his head against the wall, he was sitting in between me and Sucre.

"It's 8:15" Sucre pointed out.

Michael just kept banging his head on the wall.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"No"

"Nine o'clock fish. Show time, let's go man" C-Note said.

I pulled back the carpet to reveal the hole. Westmorland jammed something in the door to keep it closed, we all stood around the hole waiting for Michael's directions.

"See you on the other side" He said, as he climbed down. I went next and followed him down the pipe, I could hear Sucre behind me, and I couldn't stop smiling. This was it.

We crawled through the pipe, until we reached a vertical pipe. Michael slid down and I followed, it was quite painful but I ignored it as I got out of the way, to avoid being squashed by Sucre.

Michael then climbed up a rope, and motioned for us to come up. It's time's like these that I thank my activeness when I was on the outside, when I reached the top Michael helped me up.

"You all right?" Michael asked Westmorland who he was helping up the rope.

"I'm good. I haven't felt this good in years" Michael looked up and froze.

"Michael what's wrong?" I asked.

"They replaced it" He said in horror, looking at the shiny new pipe.

He apparently heard something "He's there"

I assumed he was talking about Lincoln, he then tried to pull the pipe off. Westmorland grabbed a piece of industrial pipe and handed it to Michael.

"Here Michael use this" He said, everyone except T-Bag who had gone to watch the door moved forward to help him.

"Shhh!" T-Bag said, and we all fell silent until T-Bag gave us a nod. We all pulled down on the pipe but it didn't work, the only thing that happened was the pipe we were using broke in half and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Michael stared up at the pipe.

"What? Talk to us" Sucre said.

"It can't be done" Michael said devastated.

"What?" I asked.

"The pipes too thick. I'm so sorry. We're not getting out of here" He said.

T-Bag reached down into his boot and pulled out a shank.

"Unfortunately Pretty, that ain't an option"

AN: DONE! WOOOO!

I'm a little hyper right now.