Prison Break ~Stealing Scylla~

Scylla

**Disclaimer: I don't own the prison break show or characters. Just who I added into my writing for entertainment purposes only. **

HEY EVERYBODY! I KNOW ITS BEEN A WHILE AND I THANK YOU GUYS FOR YOUR PATIENCE. ENJOY THE FIRST CHAPTER...

Jessica awoke to the feel of the baby kicking in her belly and the sound of the ocean from the open doors. 

She sighed in content as she turned over in the bed and draped her arm over Lincoln's bare chest. 

He smiled and pulled her closer to him.

"Good morning beautiful." he whispered to her. 

She nuzzled herself into his chest as a knock interrupted them. 

"Guys come on! I'm hungry. You promised we would get breakfast before heading over to the shop!" LJ exclaimed through the other side of the door.

 Jessica giggled as she listened to LJ whine.

 "We better get up and get something to eat. Both of your children are hungry." Jessica told him in a light tone as she leaned over so she was hovering over top of him.

 Lincoln smiled up at her with pure happiness. 

"I'm so happy that I'm here right now with you. I love you so much Jess." She smiled and leaned down to kiss him quickly.

 "I love you too you big softy." She rolled off of him and got off the bed.

 "Come on baby lets get dressed and ready before LJ decides to leave without us." she joked as she walked to the bathroom.

 Lincoln stood up and glanced out the open French doors toward the beach. 

He walked out onto the patio and sighed in contentment.

 He just really missed Michael. 

Jessica glanced at him from the doorway of the bathroom with a worried look. 

She knew that he missed his brother and had very little contact with him.

She sighed as she grabbed her sandals from the closet.

MOJAVE DESERT, CALIFORNIA

Trish stood beside The General as they waited for Gretchen to arrive.

Slowly a black car pulled up and Gretchen got out of the car slowly and walked over to them.

 "Do you know the difference between a perfectly executed operation and a failed mission?" The General asked her in a bored tone.

 Trish tensed up as she leaned against the car with her arms crossed.

 "I-I don't follow sir." Gretchen responded hesitantly.

 Trish tried to remain calm knowing that Gretchen was not afraid of anything or anyone; except this man. He turned around quickly to face her.

 "Its small minded leadership!" he spat at her angrily.

 "General we got your card what's the problem?" Gretchen asked with more steadiness in her voice. 

Trish moved forward and held up the card to Gretchen. 

"Its not the right card. This one is a duplicate." she informed her oldest friend. 

"Its almost perfect but its still just a duplicate." Trish stated as she handed the card off to her boss. Gretchen looked confused. 

"That's impossible I-" the General cut her off.