Izzy and Michael kneeled in the grass trying to cut the pipe which 'was not working'
"I need some more PVC here, boys." Izzy let Michael walk away, watching as Lincoln broke his shovel following after Michael after asking to go. Abruzzi walked out to get Sucre and Izzy.
"I got a ripped fertilizer bag inside. Hey you! You two! Get in there and clean it up before this whole place starts smelling like San Juan." He said before walking back inside, Sucre and Izzy met half way walking into the room.
"Mind tell me what this is all about?" They heard Abruzzi ask.
"This is who were breaking out with." Izzy's eyes snapped to where Michael was sitting confused. She thought it was just gonna be her, Michael, and Lincoln.
"I don't think so, Fish. That was not our agreement. I'm not gonna work with this crazy rhino, and Princess Red over there, she's crazy." She rolled her eyes at Abruzzi's words.
"Your just mad I have more power than you, keep your trap shut if you know what's good for you." Michael have her a look, she gave him a dirty look back but kept her mouth shut.
"Keep pushing it, John." Lincoln threatened.
"Yeah, I keep pushing it, you know. What's your deal, man?" Lincoln walked up to him grabbing his shirt.
"Touch my brother again, i'll show you. Keep her name out of your mouth." Everyone knew he was talking about Izzy.
"Brother? Your brother? You've got both of the brother's wrapped around your fingers?" Abruzzi pulled out of Lincoln's grip standing in front of Izzy, trying to act big. Michael pulled him back and stood in front of the girl, protecting her.
"We've only got a few minutes. Are we gonna spend them spitting on each other, or are we gonna talk some business? The reason we're all here today we have a decision to make. English, Fitz, or percy. If we're gonna pull this off, we need to take one of them out." Michael said reaching behind him to get the girls hand, squeezing it lightly.
"And you want us to tell you which one?" Abruzzi asked.
"I just want you to help me get to them. I'll take it from there." Michael said as Izzy stepped next to him instead of staying behind him, dropping his hand.
"You're crazy, you know that?" Sucre asked from the other side of him, seeing the moment between the two.
"All I need is five minutes." Glancing over at Sucre.
"Oh, you won't even get five seconds." Lincoln and Izzy made eye contacted having the same idea.
"Thought you had everything worked out, Fish." Sucre said.
"We're not breaking out of a Jamba Juice, gentlemen. It's gonna take a little more than digging a few holes. There are eyes, ears, dots that couldn't be connected from the outside." Michael explained glancing over at Izzy who was picking at the skin around her fingers.
"And English, Fitz, and Percy?" Lincoln asked.
"One of those dots." Michael said pulling his eyes off of Izzy.
"And how exactly are you supposed to pull this off?" Abruzzi asked getting into his face.
"With a little help from my friends."
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Izzy's cell was right next to Michael's and Sucre's so she was walking back in the middle of the two of them.
"Hold on Sucre. Scofield you've got company." Sucre and Izzy stood outside of the cell listening to the conversation.
"Some other reason you're in here besides holding up a bank? You're being transferred." Pope said mkaing Izzy's heart drop.
