Sorry I haven't posted in a little bit! Thanks everyone for the comments. They really help. Hope you like the next chapter edition to "She's Gone and Not Coming Back."
Fiona heads back to her cell, handcuffed with two guards on either side of her. The guards take her to the prison room with all the cells lined up, and throw her inside. Fiona sighs as she walks to her cell and surveys it from the outside. Her cell consists of a toilet, a dirty sink, and a old rickety bed. There is a shelf just above the sink, which is where she places her necessities. Fiona looks at her bed and smiles. She kneels down right next to the bed and reaches under it. Fiona pulls out a small wood box and opens it. She rummages through it, obviously looking for something. Finally she pulls out a old photo her and Michael. The photo is taken of them in Ireland, and there is a castle behind them. They are standing with their arms around each other, both of them grinning happily. Michael is wearing a fancy tan suit and blue tie, and Fiona wears a sparkly silver dress, with a jeweled necklace that Michael had gave her just before the photo was taken. She happily studies it for a minute, then sets the photo down on the ground and reaches into the box again to pull out the same jeweled necklace she wore in the photo. She sadly stares back and forth between the necklace and the photo. She slowly places the treasured items in the box, then stands up abruptly and kicks the tiny box under the bed as hard as she can, clearly angry. Furious, she mutters a series of words through clenched teeth about Anson, but then collapses on the bed. No Fiona, she says to herself. You won't cry, your stronger than that. You've been through a lot, she reminds herself. And compared to other things, this is nothing. Just as she starts to loose it, one of the guards calls out, "DINNER!" and all of the inmates start to form a single file line. Fiona gets up and sighs as she discreetly gets into the line, careful not to offend any of the lead prisoners. Michael will get me out of here soon, she reminds herself strongly but sadly as she slowly walks out towards the eating hall.
Meanwhile...
Michael comes home to his empty apartment. He tries to call Sam for the third time, but it just goes to voicemail again. He stands behind his barstool next to the fridge, and takes out a cup of yogurt. Just as he worriedly flips open his phone to call Sam again, his apartment door bursts open, and Michael just has enough time to take out his gun and point it towards the door. Sam and Jesse smile at Michael as Jesse excitedly says "I think we got something, Mike." Michael is relieved to see them, and he points his gun down and sets it on the table. "Really? What did you find?" he asks curiously.
"We found the rest of the bomb that Anson set up!" Jesse exclaims
"Wait, what? You actually found the bomb? No way..." Michael says, frowning.
"What? What's wrong, Mike?" Sam asks.
"Isnt that a good thing?" Jesse says unsurely.
"Wouldn't Anson have covered his tracks? I mean, he was smart enough to have Fi sent to jail for a crime she didn't commit." Michael says, still frowning.
"Wait..." Jesse says.
"Uh-oh..." Sam says, looking at Jesse.
"Guys? What's going on?" Michael asks worriedly, putting his yogurt down.
"If this is a trap then..." Sam starts to say.
"The bomb in the back of Sam's car is..." Jesse continues.
"Actually a real bomb..." Michael whispers.
For a split second they all look at each other wide eyed, then they dash towards the door at full speed, one right after the other. Just as they reach the middle of the steps, Sam's car erupts in a explosion of flames.
To be continued...