Married •~• Lincoln Burrows

Chapter ~ 6

PREVIOUSLY ON PRISON BREAK

'What going on' I heard someone say at the door. I looked up and saw Michael standing there. 'Michael...Omg' i say standing up and going to him giving him a big hug. 'You alright' i ask and he nods smiling. 'You wont believe it fish. We did it!' Sucre says smiling 'You've never seen nothing like it. Those little hooker holes were right on' Sucre says excited

'Alright. Lets get everyone out of here. Especially him' Michael refers to the guard and walks in the cell standing at the toilet. 'Im gonna take care of him myself' T-bag says as he stands infront of Michael 'You're not gonna kill him.' Michael says stepping forward. 'I-I'm not coming back here' i heard the guard say 'Its over! We dont need him no more' T-Bag says getting in Michael's face. 'You're not gonna kill him' Michael repeats again. 'Are you so stupid? You're gonna let him walk out that front door' T-bag pushes Michael but then Lincoln steps forward pushing t-bag against the wall

'That aint for you to decide' i yell at t-bag, 'After all he's seen?' t-bag says 'After all he's seen. 'Get out!' Michael yells. I grab the guards hand and let him stand up. 'Keep your mouth shut and tyrn left' i say at him letting him walk past me and out the cell. 'Get out' i heard Michael say again. My eyes still on bob just to be sure. 'If we have a problem we know where to find you.' Abruzzi says shoving the guard to go left

As t-bag walks out the cell i heard Sucre talking Spanish to him, sure as hell wasnt something nice. I went to sit on the bed and i put my face in my hands for a couple of minutes. Then after a couple of minutes i went out the cell and saw t-bag stabbing the guard and throwing him over the railing. 'NO!' i yell as i see the guard land on the floor and blood going out his mouth.

i walk backwards thinking about the guard and untill my back hits a wall from the outside of my cell. 

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'Think of this place like its a map of the US' Michael says looking at Sucre. 'Our cell over there. Thats New York City' He says looking to the left and then to the right. Infirmary, Our exit. Thats California And the pipes that connect the two...' Michael looks at the floor 'Route 66' i say smiling. 'Route 66. Our ticket out of here' He looks at me smirking.

'I assume we are doing this at night' Abruzzi chimes in. 'Thats right.' Michael says looking at Abruzzi. 'We're locked up Fish. And your boy is in solitary' Abruzzi says making me and Michael look at Lincoln leaning on the fence. I give him a weak little smile 'How we just gonna fly out of our cages? And right in your cell. Right into New York City?' Abruzzi says staring at him 'You're not. You're gonna meet me halfway, In St. Louis.' Michael looks at a building 'Route 66 runs directly beneath that building, Its the only building sitting on top of those tunnels. All we gotta do is get in there on PI and dig ourselves an on-ramp. Shortly after we hit the infirmary. Then we'll be outside those walls' 

'What's in there?' Sucre asks as we all look at the building. 'Its an old storage room' Michael says 'I figure John here can pull all the string he needs.' 'Its not that easy Fish. That's a restricted area. I gotta be able to justify it to the bulls you know, Now there's gotta be some actual work to be done in these. For me to get in there, You follow?' Abruzzi says looking away from the building

'Then you better figure it out.' i say staring at Lincoln. 'If we dont get in that room, We're not getting out of here' Michael looks at Sucre then at t-bag who is approaching. 'I'm feeling kinda...left out.' t-bag says staring at all of us. 'New York, California. St. Louis..What are we discussing?' he asks 'Talking baseball actually' i say coldly 

'Huh?' he says enthusiastically 'Now thats a subject. I just happen to now quite a bit about' He says putting his foot on the first part of the bleacher 'what a shame. Convo's over.' i say standing up and getting of the bleacher.