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"Where's D.B?" I asked because he was one of the nicest guys in our crew.
"He had a deep cut on his side, from yesterday when he threw Bellick into the tunnels.. He's not going to make it." Michael informed me quickly, holding my hand tightly as he pulled me along.
"It'll be alright, just trust me." He spoke when I wouldn't move.
I breathed deeply as I was pulled along, Michael leading the way.
We ran threw the trees, knowing we had a very short time period.
It was ten miles to the small airport where Abruzzi had a personal plane waiting for us.
"Where is it?" Lincoln spoke harshly.
"Here! Here!" Sucre yelled happily as he found a van parked under an abandoned building, another transportation system thanks to Abruzzi.
Abruzzi made Lincoln drive while the rest of us got in the back.
I went into the middle row, someone pushed against me and I looked to see T-Bag watching Abruzzi intently, since they've been trying to kill each other for awhile.
Abruzzi sat right behind T-Bag, probably planning his death.
Lincoln started driving and fast, towards the airport, dodging any road that had blue and red lights.
Abruzzi was only providing the transportation because Michael promised to tell him where the man that witnessed and testified against Abruzzi, Fibonacci.
Michael was sitting right behind me, beside Abruzzi while Sucre got the front, and Tweener and C-Note were in the way back.
We all sat with the adrenaline rushing through our blood.
Suddenly I felt cold medal on my wrist, I looked down to see my wrist cuffed to T-Bag's.
"T-Bag!" I shouted and Michael nearly pounced on him.
"What the hell did you do?" Michael shouted as T-Bag held our hands up together.
"Now Johnny boy can't hurt me or else Scofield's lover here will be carrying around 160 pounds of flesh." He smirked before Abruzzi put a small gun to T-Bag's head.
"You can't hurt me, my brother won't let you." T-Bag snickered.
I patted down T-Bag for the key, before Michael grabbed his face quickly, "Spit it out!" He shouted before T-Bag actually swallowed two small keys.
I sighed in frustration.
Suddenly Lincoln swerved behind a few bushes, after seeing police lights ahead of us.
"Is there another road?" "Can't we go back that way?" Everyone threw in their suggestions.
"There's no other road, and going back wouldn't do us much good, we've gotta go through." Michael said before Lincoln started driving down an unmarked road.
It was bumpy and rough, Abruzzi put the gun down, knowing that he could kill one of us on accident if he wasn't careful.
We hit a big bump before the van stopped completely.
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innocent // prison break
Fanfiction"If it were up to me, I don't know if I'd be able to save myself."
