Despair 1/1
Title: Despair
Fandom: Prison Break
Characters: Lincoln, Michael
A/N: First time ever to try to write in this fandom
A/N 2: Taking part between Season 3 Episode 2 and 3
Word count: 258
Beta: Kaz
Disclaimer: Don't own them and does not do it for any profit.
Linc felt so helpless, even though he didn't want to show it. Not to his little brother. Not to anyone. Not now. He hadn't been there much when they were younger and he should have been. Then he had been framed and put in jail.
The day that Michael had also turned up in jail had been a surprise but, deep inside, maybe not that unexpected. Of course he was grateful, he was wrongly accused, he didn't want to be there. Michael had done everything to get him out and then to help them to run.
That day the news reached him that he was a free man had been great, but Michael had been caught and put in Sona. And then people took Sara and LJ. Linc knew that it was he who had to do everything this time. But was he as good as Michael? He had to do everything he could to get all of them free.
It was here he felt so fucking helpless. There wasn't any time to prepare and he had to act quickly, especially after everything he had learned about the prison... that the only way out was as a dead body. Part of him could only trust Michael to survive, but there was so much pressure on his brother: to save a guy and then break out.
Hearing Michael say he would do it even if it meant his death hadn't helped either.
Lincoln knew he had to snap out of his dark mood. There was no time to loose.