'Defying the Odds' - Michael Scofield x Reader // Prison Break Fanfiction

Chapter Seven

Y/N sat on her cot, staring at the small velvet box that had arrived for her just moments ago. Her hands trembled as she opened it, revealing a sleek, elegant watch nestled inside. It looked expensive.

A note was nestled inside of it, and she took it out.

Doll,

Happy birthday

S.

It was just the kind of gift Sebastian would send. But her heart raced with unease as her eyes drifted to the face of the watch. Her heart dropped, watching it.

This beautiful, sterling silver and 14k gold watch was not telling time.

Instead, the digital display showed a countdown. Hours, minutes, and seconds tick away ominously.

Y/N's blood ran cold. It was her birthday, and of course, Sebastian would know that. He always did. But this was not just a gift. It was a message. A threat. The countdown mocked her, and she knew exactly what it meant – time was running out, and Sebastian was reminding her that no matter where she was, he was always one step ahead.

Her heart thudded painfully in her chest as the seconds slipped away.

Just then, she heard footsteps approaching her cell. She quickly closed the box, hiding it under the pillow. Michael stepped into her cell, his presence instantly calming, but Y/N could not shake the anxiety twisting in her gut.

"Hey," Michael greeted, his eyes softening as they landed on her. "You ok? You look...distracted."

Y/N forced a small smile, trying to steady her breathing. "I'm fine. Just...thinking."

Michael raised an eyebrow, sensing something was off. His eyes flickered over her, noticing the tension in her shoulders, the way her hands fidgeted in her lap. "What's going on?" he asked gently, moving closer. "You're not yourself."

Y/N shook her head, trying to wave it off. "It's nothing," she said, her voice a little too tight. "Just got...just got a birthday present."

Michael's eyes widened slightly. "It's your birthday?" he asked, small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Happy birthday."

Y/N nodded, trying to keep her voice steady. "Thanks."

Michael studied her for a moment, his brow furrowing as he sensed there was more she was not telling him. "So...what'd you get?"

She hesitated, her fingers brushing over the pillow where the watch was hidden. She couldn't tell him. Not about the countdown, not about Sebastian's message. Michael had enough to worry about, the last thing she wanted was to drag him deeper into her mess.

"It's just a watch," she said with a shrug, trying to keep her tone casual. "From my father...I haven't seen him in a while. He was never really there...ever. So, kind of shocked me," she whispered, lying through her teeth.

Michael didn't seem convinced, but he didn't push. "A watch, huh?" he said, his voice light. "Well, I didn't get you anything so...how about I make it up to you later?"

Y/N raised a brow, the hint of a smile ghosting her lips. "Make it up to me?"

Michael grinned, stepping closer, his voice dropping as he whispered, "Shower, this afternoon. Just us. I'll make sure it's a birthday you won't forget."

Usually, an offer like that would make Y/N's heart race in a very different way, and she'd never say no to Michael's intimate invitations. But today...today was different. The weight of Sebastian's threat hung over her, and she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that came with the countdown ticking away under the pillow.