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

Chapter Fourteen

Arguments broke out about how the plan had failed. Michael had gone to get food as the group began to bicker. Y/N walked away, leaning against the wall. Once Michael broke up the fight, they all sat down and began to eat. Y/N grabbed a few things but was not completely in the mood to eaten stolen food.

"Eat, you need energy," Michael said, nudging her before walking away. She nodded, grabbing an apple and smiling at him.

"Our photos are in the paper. They're probably all over the news," Sucre said holding a newspaper out.

"Yeah, and you didn't see that coming?" C-Note remarked.

Michael eventually came over with a backpack in hand. "Last supper, boys," Michael announced. "This is the part where we say goodbye."

"It's not much, but it's enough to get you started." Michael handed everyone cash and denying the whereabouts of Fibonacci before walking off. Y/N followed.

Conversations about getting LJ was talked about. Michael was clear there was no plan, but Lincoln kept pushing. Y/N leaned against the wall of the warehouse, eyes watching in front of her.

She was free, but at what cost? All it has ever been since then was running. Would they run forever? She trusted Michael, but slowly that faith was fading.

They bid their farewells with everyone and as Sucre came up to Y/N, he smiled. "Mami, marry that boy," he said, hugging her. "I already told him the same thing. I wish you nothing but happiness in the future," he told her the same words she once told him.

"Likewise. Go to your girl. Get married. Have lots of babies. Be happy," Y/N responded back.

Once they were gone, it was just the three of them. Michael took a deep breath and sighed. "Tell me everything you know about the courthouse," he stated, ready to create a plan.

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They were on the elevator, waiting for LJ to get into the right elevator. Just then the vent opened and Lincoln appeared through the top of the elevator. LJ and that detective were below. Lincoln had a pretend gun, pointing it to the detective.

"Keep it in the holster, no one gets hurt," Lincoln said, pointing the gun. "Keep it in the holster." Michael and Y/N then appeared to Mahone and LJ. "All right, LJ, hit stop." LJ did that. "He's coming with us, so just stay cool, stay cool."

Y/N glanced over to Michael who recognised the detective. Her eyes then went back on Mahone. Michael put his hand out. "Hey buddy, give me his gun." Michael got the gun and pointed it.

"LJ, give me your hand." LJ lifted his hand up. "Thattaboy, come on." However, it failed as Mahone grabbed onto LJ.

The plan didn't work. Mahone got a hold of LJ and instantly, they had to fled. It was back to running. They got into a truck, but gun shots were fired as they drove away.

Once parked, they made a run for it again, but Lincoln was hit.

"We gotta move," Michael said.

"I can't," Lincoln exclaimed, sitting down and clutching his leg.

"Oh my God," Michael mumbled, coming up. Y/N sat next to Lincoln, examining his leg as he expressed his disappointment and belief he had failed LJ. Michael got a handkerchief and gave it to Y/N to wrap around the wound.

"I failed him," Lincoln explained.

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Nikka's house was nearby and Michael explained it was his green card wife's. Y/N as much disappointment it was to hear that agreed as she knew there was no other option. They got to the apartment building, Lincoln leaning on Michael with his hand wrapped around his neck while Y/N followed behind.