Let's Break Out Of Prison - Prison Break FanFic

Chapter 11: Odd Women Out

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When I wake up Michael has erected a line and hung up washing while the metal unit is a little crooked where he has climbed into the hole, but it's not long before he comes out again.

I'm so confused, I really like him but he's in prison, he's in here for a reason. He could be lying, he could be a criminal, he could have done bad things. He has a wife, he's hitting on his doctor, but he says he loves me. I really don't know if I can trust him.

Michael and Lincoln go to collect some more things for P.I so the rest of us continue in the room. But when they come back in they don't look too happy, and nor does C-Note.

"Apparently, college boy here did the math." He tells us. "And figured out that we've got too many cons in the car. So two of us are in here digging but his, or her, seat isn't guaranteed."

"How's this your problem then?" Lincoln asks agitated.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about." Michael agrees.

"I'm not going to dig if I'm not going to go." Sucre drops his spade.

"We need to make a decision on who gets cut." Lincoln tells everyone.

"It's fine, I'll stay." I volunteer.

"What? No!" Michael replies while Lincoln glares at me like he knew I was going to say that, he knows me all to well and what my personality is like.

"Looks like your pretty girlfriends realising you for what you really are." T-Bag teases Mike.

"Look I don't care. I have parole in 13 months, I'm only 20, my sentence isn't that long I will live but one other person needs to be the bigger man and say that they will stay." I tell them.

"I think we all realise who that should be. Am I right?" John says looking at T-Bag.

"What is that smell?" He sniffs for effect. "It smells a little like conspiracy. I've been growing leary the way y'all talk like I'm a lesser man, so I bought an insurance policy. I've got a guy on the outside and I told him bout our plan, and I told him the likelihood that I'll be seeing him next week. But, if he doesn't hear from me five minutes before the escape and twenty minutes after, then I told him to call the Warden and blow the whistle on the whole thing. So if y'all got ideas about getting rid of me, I suggest you make other plans."

I lean my spade against the wall. "I'll see you later." I say to Lincoln and then walk out of the guards room. I spot an officer and tell him I'm not feeling well so he leads me up to the infirmary.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" Sara Tancredi asks.

"Well, ur, Michael." I say to her and she rests back against her chair.

"Ah."

"I just wanted to ask about what you were saying the other day, and what exactly is going on between you?"

"Nothing's going on between us anymore..."

"But before?"

"It was just flirting. He cares about me, I care about him."