Behind Bars and Beyond

Divided

Francesca's PoV
I woke up from my short sleep, I was still worried about what happened in Michael and Sucre's cell last night.
"Alright cons, tier time" I heard the guard speak
I impatiently waited for the cell door to finally slide open and ran up to the familiar cell.
"Sucre?!"
I looked in the boys shared cell to only see him on the bed with his head in his hands
"Mami! I swear I didn't do it! What am I gonna say to them?" The man rushed
"Hey hey! What happened? Breathe Sucre and tell me"
He calmed down and took a deep breath before telling me that Michael went through the hole in a guards uniform last night and came back with a massive burn on his back.
"And? Why didn't he scream straight away?" I asked
"The-the uniform was melting into his skin and he wanted me to take it off so they didn't find out about the plan" Sucre spoke
I felt sick.
Sick to my stomach.
Michael had put himself through so much pain just so the plan wouldn't be discovered.
What a brave man.
My brave man.
No.
"It's okay Sucre just don't let anyone know what happened okay? Swear?" I begged
"I promise!" He said
His leg continued to bounce until the warden came into view and ask to speak to Sucre and Sucre alone.
I nodded and walked out.
What the hell am I gonna do?

***

"What the hell am I gonna do now?" Manche said holding up the shirt with the hole in it
"Sorry cuz nothing we could do" Sucre said
"You'll just have to make something up" I told the bigger guy
"I'm a deadman"
"Oi fat boy, my uniform ready?" Geary said walking in
Sucre and I walked away from Manche but made sure to listen in
"Erm, there's been a bit of a problem boss" Manche answered worriedly
Geary looked down at the guards uniform
"What the hell is this?"
"I left the iron on it too long" Manche spoke with a shake of his head
"You're as stupid as you are fat, you know that D-Cups?" Geary said
He slammed the shirt into Manche's chest with a inaudible grumble of words and walked away.
"You're gonna tell me right now, what is going on?"
I scoffed and walked away.

***
"They are gone"
"What?"
"My tattoos, the ones we needed to get from the psych ward to the infirmary, they are gone" Michael spoke
"Shit"
"Yeah"
"But first off all, I'm glad you're okay" I said getting off my bed and hugging Michael at the entrance of my cell
"But we haven't got a way out"
"We will be fine, you always figure it out"

***
It's been two days.
Michael is still stressed, he has a right of course because I'm stressed too but he is driving himself crazy trying to remember.
Right now we stood in PI trying to make it look good
"I need this"
I turned to Michael and Sucre in the corner.
"Do you think you'll remember it?"
"Not with you hounding me"
"Hey, cut it out Michael, he was only asking, just be calm" I said sternly
"Time to wrap it up" a guard said coming through the door
"We're gonna have you start exterminating"
"We're not done here" I spoke up
"Well you look done to me" the guard snapped as I put my head down
"Nah CO, we still got the carpet to do" C-Note said
"Nah, Bellick is gonna bring in professionals to do that, wants the job done right"
We all looked at each other with worry
"When's that gonna happen?" Westmorland asked
"Tomorrow"
The guard walked out not noticing our clear fear.
"Well we have a problem here, they gonna tear this carpet up and that hole gonna be smilin' up at them" T-Bag said
"We'll have to fill it in"
"We just dug that bitch"
I zoned out of the rest of the conversation, too distracted by the worry of getting caught.
I watched everyone around me start to pull the carpet and move around.
I walked around trying to find something to do.
"Hey" I heard Michael behind me
"What?"
He dragged me around the corner
"I'm sorry alright? I'm just stressed, I want my brother out, and I want us to have a normal life. Together." He explained
I melted like putty in his hands at his romantic words.
"Well I like the sound of that" I smirked
He smiled and kissed my knuckles
"Alright Mr Romantic, the others will notice come on" I laughed
As we began to help Westmorland walked in and said something about Bellick was on his way.
As soon as the hole was covered Bellick walked in.
"Doing a smooth job around here, you girls are good" Bellick smirked, looked at me and continued
"And you darling, you just sit here and look pretty for them huh?"
He stroked my cheek and smiled when I swatted it away.
"Back off" Michael growled
"I thought you might need a new crew member" Bellick spoke again laughing at Michael
Tweener walked in on command
"S'up" he smirked
I looked in shock at the young boy. How dare he. He's selling us out. That's it. It all makes sense.
Bellick walked out in triumph at our disgusted faces.
"Tweener, how could you? Don't talk to me, I don't wanna hear it" I whispered as I stood before him
"What did I do?"
"Just shut up" I shouted
"Well why don't you look at that? My paintbrush is dirty, fix it for me?" C-Note spoke towards Tweener
"How?"
"There's a tap outside" I answered bitterly
He looked at me with shock but turned and walked out anyway.
"Badge" Westmorland said from the doorway when Tweener was out of sight.
Since we didn't have the hole uncovered we just made sure to look busy.
"Scofield, Pope wants to see you, the rest of you get packed up and out" Geary said
"But Patterson said we have until the end of the day" Sucre said
"And I say you're done, come on let's go"
I walked out first with my head down and out of sight.

***
"He's not back" Sucre said as I walked into his cell later on
"Why?"
"You tell me Mami"
"What we gonna do?"
"I've gotta plan, I just hope it works"He said walking out of the cell
Weird.

It took about 1 hour until Sucre came back.
T-Bag was behind him before he thrust something in Sucre's hands
"You tell anyone about this and I-" he didn't finish his sentence as he walked away looking sick.
"What happened?" I quizzed
Sucre just smirked and pulled whatever was in his hand up to view.
I looked at his hand and almost threw up
"Sucre, I'm the only woman in here and I do not want to know where those women's underwear came from because they're not mine"
The man before me just laughed and continued to tell me the plan.
"Good luck" I mumbled as the guards told us to head back to our own cells for the night.

***

Michael and Sucre were now locked up in ad seg. The others boys and I just crossed our fingers that he got the job done before being caught.
"Morning Francesca" I heard Sara speak
"Morning"
"I saw Michael last night and early this morning"
"How is he?" I rushed
"He's in the psych ward Francesca, I'm sorry"
"Why?"
"When we went into his cell last night he managed to punch the wall so hard that he was close to breaking his hand, when I got to him he looked dazed and as if no one was there" Sara told me
"Oh" I said looking down
Not only had he lost the tattoos we needed but he drove himself to insanity trying to remember the blue prints.
"Right let's get you checked and back to gen pop" she smiled
I smiled and did what she asked of me.
"Right I'll see you in the next few days, everything looks okay with your health, you're free to go" she smiled
"Thanks"
I was escorted by Patterson onto the yard, not knowing who else to go to I walked to the boys.
"We've got a problem" Theodore said
"What is it" I asked them
"They putting Michael's cell up for auction" Westmorland told me
"But we got it under control old man, remember that" C-Note said
I nodded with hope. Maybe, just maybe we have a chance.

***
"I can't get no money" I heard a male voice say from my side of the lunch table
"What do you mean?" I asked turning around
I gasped, half in shock and the other half in horror.
"C? What the hell happened to you?" I asked reaching up and touching his bruised face
"Nothing you gotta worry about princess" he told me
"C?" I pleaded
"Alright alright, my boys didn't give up the money and this is the proof"
"What does that mean?" Westmorland asked
"It means we gotta figure out something else" C-Note said
"I think I know a way the CO will give up that precious cell" T-Bag spoke
"How?"
"Well you my little princess, everyone in here would love a piece of you, why don't you get the cell in favour for something more, shall we say...out there?" T-Bag told me directly
"No, no that's completely unet-"
I cut Westmorland off
"I'll do it."

Hey guys, I'm so sorry for the long wait it's been so hard to write a good chapter. The next chapter will be out either right after this one or early tomorrow!
Hope you enjoyed.