He pulled her into his cell, Sucre protesting the whole time. "No, no, no. She's in our cell after hours? We're all three gonna get sent to the shu. What the hell is happening?" Sucre whispered as Izzy kneeled on the other side of the bunk bed.
"The less you know the better." Michael said unscrewing the toilet, he offered to let her go first, she smiled at him before going.
"It'll be fine, Sucre." She said popping her head back up before going back in. Once she was in he climbed in after her, taking the lead. He pulled himself up first, then helped her up.
"Watch your step." He whispered as he stepped over where they just went through, opening another hatch. Pulling her up once again then closing the lid.
"Be careful, right here." He whispered as they started to climb up the roof on the top of the prison. He slipped and slide down the roof hitting one of the air-condition units.
"Michael!" She slide down after him, not hitting it as hard as he did.
"Shh." He pulled her head into his chest coving his head too as the light flashed over them. She laughed quickly pulling her head away from his.
"Holy shit." She excitement soon went away when the big over head light turned on and alarms went off, they heard dogs start to bark, and watched hundreds of guards run across the field.
"I think I'm gonna go with Fitz." She grinned over at him as they're was no cops coming from that way.
"I think so too." He turned back to her a scarcastic smile, not realizing how close their faces were. He leaned in to kiss her and she let him, never fall for one of the other prisoners was the only thing she told herself when she came into Fox River. Her hand went to his cheek holding onto it, while his hands slipped to her waist, on her bare skin from where her shirt had rid up.
"I think we better climbed down, before y'know this whole plan gets put to shit." She pulled away from the kiss her hand staying on his cheek as she smiled at him. He planted one more kiss on her lips before starting to climb down, holding her hand tightly so she didn't fall. They climbed through the vent. She went back to acting like she was painting and he held the thing. Just in time for the warden and two police officers to burst through the door.
"Hey, what's going on?" Izzy asked, acting shocked with the noise.
"You're in the Warden's office after hours. I could kill you and the paperwork wouldn't need much more than the date." Bellick shoved Michael againest the wall.
"Hey! Let him go!" Izzy shoved the officer back standing infront of the much taller man behind her.
"Tell me, what were you two doing in here? Tell me you slut!" Bellick screamed in her face, but never once did she break eye contact with him, she didn't blink and she didn't move a muscle. Mostly because of the grin Michael had on her arms, not wanting her to get herself in trouble.
"All right, Deputy, that enough." Pope said making Bellick back up.
"The work wasn't dry. You said to stay until it was." Michael said moving to hold Izzy's hand instead of her arms.
"We switched out holding it just like we said we were, and I thought hm maybe painting it some more would be a good idea instead of just sitting around." She squeezed Michael's hand and he squeezed back.
"You were in here the whole time?" Pope asked staring at the two.
"Yes, sir." They said at the same time.
"It's true. I never saw them leave." The respectionist confermed.
"Must not have seen them behind the table." The other officer said.
"Warden, all due respect, this is ridiculous. These prisoners were out of their cell. They missed count." Bellick said.
"I understand, Deputy. The thing is, Mr. Scofield is not our problem anymore. There was an error in his paperwork. He's going to be transferred after all." Pope said making Izzy's face drop looking up at Michael.
"That's not possible." Michael stepped forward not letting go of the red haired girls hand.
"Escort the prisoner's back to their cell." Pope said, Bellicked grabbed Michael's arms and officer Johnson grabbed Izzy's.
"Warden, all I need is three weeks. Get off me!" He yelled trying to get away from Bellick but officer Johnson grabbed onto him too, dropping Izzy's arms.
"Henry, please, just a little time. Just give me the time." They pulled him out of the office completely, forgetting about Izzy.
"Please sir, his brother is going to be dead, the least you could do is let him stay for 3 more weeks." Another guard came in grabbing Izzy and pulling her out without a fight.
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Izzy rushed into Michael and Sucre's cell the next morning running to hug him in the arm's he already had open for her.
"I don't want you to leave." she felt tears on her shoulder, and he did too.
"I don't want to leave either, Isa." She pulled away with a small, sad smile on her face.
"Isa?"
"I think it suits you." She placed her smalled hand on his cheek rubbing the tears away, him doing the same to her.
"Truth?" He asked to play the game, she nodded her head slowly.
"You're the prettiest girl i've ever seen." She laughed shaking her head no.
"I think your the prettiest boy i've ever seen." He laughed a little at her too.
"Prettiest boy?" She nodded.
"Prettiest boy, handsomest, cutest. Now it's just getting cringy." the two laughed once again pulling each other into tight hugs.
"Truth?" She muttered into his shoulder.
"Yes."
"I feel like i've known you my whole life, like I could tell you anything. I feel like I can trust you and that's big for me."
"I feel the same way about you." They kissed again, salty tears and all they kissed with passion and love.
"I better go." She whispered.
"Here. I want you to have it." He took off a chain he had around his neck and put it on hers, it was a silver chair and had a small charm on it that was an M
"Thank you." She smiled sadly again.
"You better go."
"Yeah, I better. Goodbye Fish." She smiled at the nickname.
"Goodbye Princess."
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Izzy held the chained necklace in her hand tightly as her and everyone else watched Michael from the other side of the fence as he got escored out of the prison. His eyes met her's and he smiled slightly, her giving one in return. He saw Charles was up behind her patting her back.
"You love him?" Charles asked looking down at her as she watched Michael, the two's eyes never leaving eachothers.
"I don't know what love is. But if it's anything like i'm feeling right now, yes I think I do."
