[EM] 30 - Is there anyone you would give up your own life for?
There are worse things you can do to a man besides killing him...though for most people, that’s one of the most popular ways to destroy. Still, people are made of more than that...jobs, friends, actions, even souls if you’re the religious type.
My whole life, Lincoln was all I ever had. For that reason, I was willing to give my life....and while it’s painfully obvious I’d be willing to die for him, when I made a deal with Henry Pope I put a whole lot more than my heartbeat on the line.
For the authorities, turning myself in meant nothing. To Henry, it meant everything. Maybe in a way, he knew, even if he didn’t believe in the conspiracy...I would face new charges, be sent back to prison. Hell, knowing the Company? They just might find a murder to pin on me...let me take Lincoln’s place in the electric chair.
I would never taste free air again. I’d either rot in prison or fry for my own fabricated homicide, but either way? I’d never see Lincoln again. My job, my friends, my brother...the woman I cared about would all fall away and leave me with nothing.
Nothing but the knowledge that, ultimately, my brother would be apprehended and executed...shot like a rabid dog when he wasn’t even foaming at the mouth.
But I had Henry on my side...by giving him my life, I guaranteed that I could save Linc from that fate. I guess...in the end, he just needed to know that to know that everything was real. I can’t blame him...even confronted by the evidence he heard on that flash drive, after what I did to him I wouldn’t have been surprised if he simply allowed it all to slide.
But I gave my life for my brother...heart and soul. And in the end...I came away a step further along in my race against the world.
I just hope I can get to the finish line with Lincoln still beside me.
Muse: Michael Scofield
Fandom: Prison Break
Words: 342
My whole life, Lincoln was all I ever had. For that reason, I was willing to give my life....and while it’s painfully obvious I’d be willing to die for him, when I made a deal with Henry Pope I put a whole lot more than my heartbeat on the line.
For the authorities, turning myself in meant nothing. To Henry, it meant everything. Maybe in a way, he knew, even if he didn’t believe in the conspiracy...I would face new charges, be sent back to prison. Hell, knowing the Company? They just might find a murder to pin on me...let me take Lincoln’s place in the electric chair.
I would never taste free air again. I’d either rot in prison or fry for my own fabricated homicide, but either way? I’d never see Lincoln again. My job, my friends, my brother...the woman I cared about would all fall away and leave me with nothing.
Nothing but the knowledge that, ultimately, my brother would be apprehended and executed...shot like a rabid dog when he wasn’t even foaming at the mouth.
But I had Henry on my side...by giving him my life, I guaranteed that I could save Linc from that fate. I guess...in the end, he just needed to know that to know that everything was real. I can’t blame him...even confronted by the evidence he heard on that flash drive, after what I did to him I wouldn’t have been surprised if he simply allowed it all to slide.
But I gave my life for my brother...heart and soul. And in the end...I came away a step further along in my race against the world.
I just hope I can get to the finish line with Lincoln still beside me.
Muse: Michael Scofield
Fandom: Prison Break
Words: 342