A/N: Alright I have some free time, and their has been word that there's a Prison Break sequel in the works, I have decided to jump back into this fic. Now this is my first chapter back, so it's a little slow, chapter 23 is going to be a little better with action. I am going to have this jump a little off from the tv series, and for those that are Tweener fans, umm, I'm sorry! That's all I can say.
Chapter 22:
Fifteen minutes, fifteen more minutes until Lincoln was to be taken away from the guards. Kristin began to pace back and forth, no one was around this section of the prison, they were on an upper floor, next to them, a few rooms away was an elevator.
The brute of the group looked over at the woman, "You think she did it?"
He was referring to Sara; Michael was going to talk to her about unlocking the door. Sure Kristin was there, but if she were to break the window down she was told that an alarm would go off. Though if need be, she was hoping not, she was sure their was a spare set somewhere.
"I'm going to check, I'll be right back."
Though she was moving, Kristin's heart was literally feeling as if it was going to beat so hard it would rip and fly out of her chest cavity. She felt like every step that she took she was sinking lower and lower into invisible quick sand. She felt like she was standing still, she didn't know what exactly she was doing anymore. Kristin was not going to put any blame on her cousin if she were to get caught, but if they did get caught; Sara and Kristin should be worried about their life…more than they already did.
Reaching just a few steps away from the door, Kristin let out a small sigh and just sat to stare at the doorknob for a moment. Not yet extending her hand out, she just eyed it, now she felt like she was having a heart attack! The walk to the door, which was nothing, now she could actually feel a sharp pain in her chest. "It's now or never." She sighed once more, as she finally reached her hand out. She began to tremble, she gripped the circular doorknob and was just about to turn it when she heard something behind her.
"Damn it Tweener." She gasped as she saw the young kid sneak up behind her. "You guys should stay back, I don't know if it's unlocked yet."
"Yea' I kno' but uhh, we got's a problem." He responded as he shifted his neck back to signal they had visitors.
Before the woman could say anything, in the flesh she saw the rest of the men. They all seemed to want to know why Kristin and her group were not in the infirmary yet. Kristin quickly just turned the knob and pushed her body towards the door…and sure enough, the door was unlocked!
As everyone saw the door being pushed open, every single one of the men had a huge grin on there face. Kristin felt like she wanted to squeal from how thrilled she was, but then as she looked around as the men beside her, her grin quickly faded. "Okay Michael, now what?"
Michael opened the door, and began towards the window, and then left the room to grab something. Not verbally answering, everyone watched him, slightly confused.
"Hate ta tell ya' Pretty, but tick tock." T-bag called out, as he pretended to look at a wrist that would have a watch on it.
Kristin looked and saw that the others had a white jumper on, but then remembered that they had to go to the psych ward to get to where they needed to be.
Michael came back again with a long hose and started to tie it around the bars of the window. "Everyone take your jumpers off." He called out as he finished tying a tight knot.
Kristin looked back at Charles and saw that he was about to collapse, she could see the bloodstains seeping through his clothes. She went over to comfort him as Michael was figuring out how to get the bars off, while him and a few others went to go push the down button on the elevator.
"Charles? You okay. Almost there Charles. Do you have enough strength to make it across the rope?"
She heard him scuff and say, "I have just enough strength to lie down here and think of my daughter."
Kristin was caught off guard when she heard a loud, thudding sound, and heard people tell Tweener that he did a good job. "Micahel!" Kristin voiced, she could see the color in the older man's face fading right in front of him.
While Michael was called, Tweener, T-bag, and C-note were nearby to, mostly to see why Kristin sounded so panicked.
Lincoln was the firs t one to make it across the rope, safe to say he had no problem. Sucre was about to go next, C-note stepped into the room from the hallways and heard Abruzzi say "we now go in alphabet order."
"Ha, real nice, ABRUZZI." C-note shouted, but then turned his attention back to Charles telling Michael something that had caught his attention.
Kristin looked around and dropped her jaw, "we need to move now, in five minutes they are coming to get Lincoln back."
John was already halfway across the rope by then, Sucre was starting to hop on to go next. The woman didn't want to be rude but she looked at Sucre's overweight cousin and just smiled. "I will go last. I know I need to." He was such a nice guy, everyone else was nearly clawing each other's eyes to get out of the building first.
"Tell her-" Charles was telling Scofield about the money, but telling from his rough time breathing, he was looking oxygen to his lungs. "Her-" Her? Kristin figured that Charles was telling a message for her daughter.
After Sucre it was Tweener, he looked over at Kristin, who was looking down the hallway, not paying attention to who was leaving the window next.
"Damn, move it." C-note said as he nearly shoved Tweener out the window. "You'll see her in a minute, shit." He cursed as he nearly leapt on the rope as soon as Tweener took off.
T-bag was not far behind, leaving only Michael, Sucre's cousin, and Kristin left, and a dying Charles. Kristin smiled over at Charles, she watched him slowly close his eyes, one last time.
Michael looked at his watch and said, "We need to go, they are going to come and get Lincoln now, it's 7:30." He saw Kristin hurry over to the rope as she shook her head no. "Kristin, you have to go." He whispered as she lightly pushed her closer. "I will be right behind you."
Kristin closed her eyes and started to feel for the rope. Grasping it, tightly, in her hands she folder her legs across, and now was upside down, resembling a slow-like posture almost. As she was about a quarter of the way there, Michael got on. He knew that his cell mate's family member was going to hop on right as soon as he did, but the leader of this ploy kept looking and could see with every passing person that their getaway route was becoming more challenging.
Lincoln was at the other side, mostly helping everyone off and just keeping watch. He waved for the other s to hurry up, "Come on guys, and hurry up."
The next few minutes flashed before Kristin's eyes, she heard hear someone fall, but she didn't know who it was. She looked around and saw that she was no longer climbing across- she didn't see anyone, she couldn't see anything. Rubbing her eyes, abruptly, she rose her posture and opened her mouth to scream, but just about doing so, someone covered her mouth.
"Ssshh." Lincoln whispered to her.
The alarms apparently had been going off, watch lights and flashlights were being emitted in every direction, dogs were barking, and extra guards were out patrolling the yard.
Sucre closed his eyes and mumbled, "Sorry cousin."
Kristin didn't understand where they were until she saw leaves and parts of shrubbery in her face. She heard Michael say that the dog's couldn't see them so they didn't need to move yet.
"But they can smell us." C-note commented as he heard the dogs from the opposing side of the fence approaching just about where they were. By now, the obese man had been caught and was pleading for them not to shoot him.
"WHERE ARE THEY?!" A guard screamed, mostly because of how loud the alarm was.
Everyone began to run before anything could be said, or before the dogs, or even the guards could see them. They only had a slight head start, and they couldn't lose it by sitting around, they were going to have to make a move.
Michael was trying to lead the way, him and Abruzzi had everything planned out, but to be honest John was a little out of shape, and was hardly able to take the lead while running. No real words were exchanged, a lot of panting, and telling each other to "hurry up" and "get your ass moving."
Kristin looked over to the side and saw that Tweener was staying near her side, but she didn't say anything to him. They made eye contact real quick, and kept going forward.
"Almost there." Michael half whispered, half whispered.
No one really knew where there was, but they had trusted Michael this entire time, so they were just going to have to keep trusting him. And Michael was going to have to trust that Abruzzi had set everything up, because trusting him, he had to do it, but inside he was a little less trusting.
Coming out of the wooded area, they saw a car parked nearby, and heard John Abruzzi say something about "there it is."
Kristin stopped running; she placed her hand on her side and said, "I can't run anymore." She was fairly decent shape, but her side was aching like she had just run ten miles straight. She was sure that everyone else was able to run the entire time because of their adrenaline, and she wasn't really sure when she was going to receive that extra adrenaline boost.
Only fifty or so feet away from the car, Lincoln stopped, and tried to grab her hand. "Kristin, we gotta keep going, come on, we're almost to the car."
Abruzzi and Michael went over to some of the bricks nearby looking for the key. Most of the other guys were catching their breath right next to the car, or just a few feet away.
Kristin looked back and said, "oh my God, I need to go back!" It was like it just hit her of what she had done. She knew what she was doing, but it was like her brain had not fully grasped everything until this exact moment. "Ooooh this is not good." She slowly walked toward the car and tossed her arms up in the air.
C-note looked up at the girl and gave a small smirk, "Girl, your to far in this."
"Krissy darlin', you's just as bad as us cons right now." T-bag responded to her. "Now they lookin' for you too."
Bellick had been found, Michael, before sneaking most of the men into his cell and through the hole, he was helping out the warden with a project. The same project that he had been assisting him with for several weeks now, and tonight was the night that the Pope was going to bring it home to his wife.
When Scofield went to go put the finishing touches onto the Taj Mahal, he actually had sabotaged it by taking a very important part of the lower part of the construction piece. Later coming back into the office when the Warden freaked out that it was starting to collapse; Michael had tied Henry up and put him in the closet.
Henry Pope was found, and before he was knocked out cold and stored inside his office's closet, Michael had told him that he was sorry that he had disappointed him, but they were going to break out, also the whereabouts of Brad Bellick.
One of the guards came into the Warden's office and was reporting back to Pope on who had escaped. "The fat bastard told me it was; John Abruzzi, Sucre, C-note, T-bag, Scofield, Burrows, David-Tweener, Charles Westmorland had tried, but he was found dead in the hallway near the infirmary." The guard took a gulp before saying the last name, "And the doctor's cousin, Kristin."
Pope's mouth dropped, "We have a hostage situation?"
The guard shrugged, "I don't know sir."
"Well how do we know that she's gone then?" Pope nearly screamed rather than questioned.
"Geary was attacked a little further down from where the old man croaked, and he said at one point it was Kristin, that wannabe- Tweener kid, and Lincoln in there with her, as well as Charles."
Pope raised his hand at the guard, "First thing, I don't want to hear that kind of talk about Charles." After saying his own words, the Warden did have to realize that it was sounding like Charles was a good man, but he was also a part of this escape too. "Lincoln? You think Lincoln attacked Geary, killed Charles, and kidnapped Kristin while escaping?"