Ink ✔️ || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

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So as embarrassing as this is to admit, i have to. I realised that i had just completely skipped a number when numbering these chapters so i had to go through and rename every chapter since 49 i think it was. So sorry if you got a notification after every rename. SMH

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LUCAS

"We're here" Lincoln calls to us, in the back seat, as the car comes to a stop.

I glance at Micheal before he nods and we make quick work of exiting the vehicle.

I slam the car door shut as i walk around to meet the other three.

Before anyone can even ask when the plane will arrive, the hum of an engine is heard over head.

I glance up as i use my hand to shield my eyes- Ink taps my arm as he passes me his sunglasses. I take them, gratefully.

The plane lands on the only single strip of tarmac in the desert. As it starts to turn around, not looking to stay on the ground for long, the four of us rush up to it.

I feel the tension rise as Sucre is the first to pull himself up onto the plane and he jumps inside.

"Come on guys" He says as he goes climb inside the small plane.

I glance at Ink and Lincoln willing them to except that this is the right thing for our family. No more fighting for Lincoln's freedom, no more people dying. We could wait out this whole thing in Mexico.

Sucre gives me a hand as i jump up to the plane and step on its wing.

"Ink, come on" I say

He looks around him for a second, glancing at the car we will leave behind- the one that his Father died in- in his arms. He seems to be considering whether this is actually the end of all the running for us.

He nods as he pushes himself up and i make room for him as i to sit inside the small jet.

He hops inside just as Lincoln jumps in after him.

I smile as i give Ink back his Sunglasses.

"You ready?" I whisper to him

He smiles as he kisses my head in the small, compact space in the little jet plane

"Of cause" He says

The engine of the plane hums to life again, i hold my breath as we shoot down the runway.

It doesn't take long until we are in the air. My stomach feels light and the anxiety of being above the ground leaves when i see the boys sat smiling around me.

We did it... we were going to Mexico!

..... but we still had people who didn't want us to.

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A few hours later, we all sit in silence as we listen to the engine and propellers moving. It is dark and the noise is almost rythmatic to lul me to sleep if I didn't know we were in a tin can above the ocean.

The pilot looks out of the mirror before doing a double take. I feel us going faster as he speaks

"Um guys.... I'd hold on if I were you, looks like your guys won't be letting you leave that easily"

I glance out the window as horror envelopes my insides.

I grip Micheals hand as i see the military jet flying straight behind us.

"How'd they find out?" Lincoln asks as he leans over Sucre to look out of the window.

"I have no idea" Micheal says

"What do we do?" I ask

Ink thinks before he shakes his head "There is nothing we can do but outrun them until we get to Mexico. They shouldn't be able to get to us after we cross the boarder" He says with urgency

"Vamanos! Vaminos!" Sucre shouts at the pilot

"Lo estoy intentando, es lo más rápido que puedo." The man flying shouts back

"He says its as fast as the jet can go" Sucre translates

I touch my head, unsure what we can do.

"Where are we now?" Lincoln asks

"Mexico" The pilot says "We just crossed the boarder"

"Then how come the plane is still on our asses. I thought it couldn't get to us-" I start

"They must have filed for an international persute" Ink says

"What do we do?!" Sucre asks the pilot.

He jumps out of the cockpit before scooting over to us.

"Pull the cord and pray" He says

I look at the parachute that has been thrusted into my hands

"Oh hell no!" Sucre shouts

"Look if i try to land the plane, we're pinched for sure." He says as he opens the door and it lets in a  wind tunnel.

I look at Ink, panicked.

"And if we jump?!" Sucre asks

"Patrol will have a hard time finding us once we land" The pilot says

"If we land" Linc says

"Oh you're going to land... it's just a matter of how hard" The pilot says, not reassuringly "Good luck, amigos"

I watch as he flings himself out of the plane, leaving us pilot-less

It's quiet for a minute non of us knowing what to say, before all three of the boys move towards me and start to help me get the parachute on.

"What- what are you doing?!" I ask, panicked

"You've got to jump mami" Sucre says

"What?! What about you three?" I ask

"We'll jump straight after ok?" Lincoln says

I kneel on the edge of the plane.

"Ink?" I ask "I'm scared" I say

"I know" He says as he grabs my face in his hands "We will jump right after you... i promise" He says as he works on getting his own parachute on.

"I love you" he says as he kneels next to me and we both hold hands

"I love you too" I say before i lean forwards.

The air getting sucked straight out of me is the only thing I remember before i yank the cord, the only thing stopping me from smashing into the ground.