"Seems like your my clean up crew. Toes, contusions, insulin shots." Michael says
"Someone's got to do it." I say plainly
"I'm grateful. You ever think in another life we-"
"I'm not thinking about that Michael. If I do I'll want it in this life and I won't just sit and wait when I know it's not happening"
"I know I just. I've thought about it before" He says
"Why does it feel like your reaching out for something?"
"I don't know maybe it's just linc"
"I am sorry about him Michael. But now we can't do anything." I say
"Thank you"
At 9pm that night I was called on from the infirmary to my office. Lincoln was there.
"Okay so its a telltale signs of food poisoning. I'm sorry to say it won't push back the sentencing."
"It's okay." He reassures me.
"I can stay here if you want?" I ask "although I get it if you want alone time"
"Alone time would be great" He says
I walk out
20 mins later he's on the floor when I come back in.
"Linc. Is Michael down there." I ask
"Yes but he can't get to me" linc sighs
Another thing I wasn't told about.
"Get on the table I'll reattach your iv." The policeman came in.
"Why isn't he cuffed to the table?" The officer asked
"What is he going to do steal a used bandage?"
"It's protocol maam" He says chuffing Lincoln to the table.
"I'm sorry" I say
"Take care of lj please." He ask
"I will don't you worry" I promise him.
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Three Musketeers ~ Michael Scofield Love Story
FanfictionWhat if it wasn't just Michael who planned everything? What if an old friend is the person on the outside. (Small chapters due to small scenes however every 6 chapters I make in drafts one gets published so its just a matter of typing) Season 1- co...
