behind bars and beyond, michael scofield

Scofield

Francesca's POV

"Oi, Fran, sit" I heard as I was looking for somewhere to eat.

"Thanks Johnny" I smirked sitting next to him, patting his arm.

"I thought we didn't like this bitch boss" the same bald man from the other day said making me turn to glare at him.

"Turns out the little princess isn't such a daddy's girl as I thought" John smirked "she wants daddy dead as much as I"

I nodded and started to eat before I saw a figure standing next to Abruzzi.

"John"

"What?"

"You thought about our deal?" The blue eyed man said.

"scram" John told his 'followers'.

I started to get up and look for somewhere else to sit.

"Sit" Abruzzi demanded with a deep tone.

Not wanting to annoy him, I sat straight back down, looking at him not knowing what to do next.

"I don't believe you really have much to offer anymore Scofield" John told the man.

"And why's that" Scofield asked slightly smirking.

"This one right here is a Fibonacci herself"

"Oh really?"

"Yes she is, I'm Francesca Fibonacci, unfortunately the daughter of Otto"

"Michael Scofield" Michael told me "and John I do believe you need me to get to Fibonacci"

Now, I was listening intently.

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"Shower time cons" Bellick announced as I started to move around my cell.

All prisoners started moving out their cells and we all got walked into the showers.

"Boss" I called to Bellick, making the man turn to look at me expectedly.

"What con?"

"Do I actually have to shower in front of these people" I questioned.

"Yes, now started moving before I throw you into the SHU"

I was shoved into the showers and I nervously started to look for somewhere to change in private but I had no such luck.

"Need some help?"

I turn to see Michael standing there looking at me, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"Why would you want to help me?"

"Because it's a good thing to do"

I looked up into his blue eyes and something told me to trust this man. So i did.

"Okay but don't try anything funny" I told him.

"I promise" he told me.

I started getting unchanged and walked behind Michael into the showers, staying close just in case.

"Hey doll looking good" I heard T-Bag say as he wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Get off me you pig" I said trying to get out of his grip, but with no luck.

"No I think I like it right here" he said slipping his hand lower and lower.

I closed my eyes as I felt tears start to form in them.

"I'd let go of her if I were you Theodore"

I opened my eyes to see Michael staring at T-Bag with pure hatred.

"I don't think I will pretty" He responded, tightening his grip on me, making me wince.

Michael's expression grew dark, stepping closer and suddenly punching T-Bag square in the face.

"Oh my god" I looked at the southern man on the floor, Michael clearly didn't care that much, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the furthest showers.

"Thanks" I said after a while "but I was handling it myself you know"

"Oh and standing there hoping he would listen to you was handling it?" Michael asked

"You didn't give me time"

He just smirked and carried on showering.

"I like you Scofield, but you sure are weird" I laughed, scrubbing my curves to get rid of T-Bags lingering touch.

"Thanks" he laughed as he finished up and we started walking to dry off.

As soon as we were both wrapped in towels I looked up to see that Michael was covered in tattoos.

"Nice tattoos"

"I could say the same" he smiled at me when he noticed both of my tattoo covered arms.

"I got more, one under my boobs and my thigh is covered as well" I told him.

He laughed under his breath as I cursed myself for over sharing.

"Well, I wouldn't of thought your father would be fond" Michael told me.

"Don't have a father love, I don't have any family"

"I see what you mean"

"Really?"

"Yeah, mum died when I was little and my dad walked out on us all I have is my brother" he confessed.

"Oh I'm sorry about that, my mum died too and my dad remarried and now has more children" I told him

"That sucks"

"Your tattoos are reall-" I cut myself short when it all hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Your tattoos are a map"

Cliffhanger...
I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit boring but I thought it would be a different way of Michael and Francesca meeting.