If you love me | Alex Mahone

She saw Lincoln Burrows from a mile away, but she decided to ignore him. As they approached Scofield, Sucre, and to no one's surprise, Bellick, Lincoln did what she expected. That was one hell of a punch to Alexander's face. She stood on the door's frame as Burrows kept beating the hell out of Alexander. At one point, the fight was even; Mahone started fighting back. But Burrows was a street fighter, and he knew all the dirty tricks; he started going for Mahone's wounds, and at one point, he held him at gunpoint. Alexander glanced at where Alexandria was standing, his eyes questioning why she wasn't doing anything. Letting out a big sigh, she approached the scene and quickly subdued Lincoln, handcuffing him to a nearby pipe.

'Couple of things in the world I'm good at. One of them is looking into a man's eye and knowing when he's beat.'

As it turns out, both brothers were good at deciphering Mahone. It was also because Alexander was losing it. She wasn't sure when was the last time he took his pills, but the man in front of her was a live representation of desperation. He wasn't thinking straight, and she knew it was just a matter of time before he crumbled apart. A few hours later, he was able to contact Scofield.

The cards were on the table: Scofield's plan for Lincoln's life. He wanted to take the money and the boat and disappear. So, in a way, Plan C was still in place. But now it was different. She knew that plan didn't involve her. She was just a pawn in his game, helping him to get rid of the obstacles so he could get on that boat and sail away to the arms of his beloved. She wanted to think otherwise. She wanted to believe that there was a seat and a life vest with her name on that boat and that maybe they would figure it out later. He wasn't even looking at her. He made a couple of phone calls to secure the deal with Kim, forcing him to come to Panama to get the brothers. He also kept pushing Michael, persuading him to make the exchange as soon as possible. And then came the call with Pam.

'We talked about getting back together, about giving it another shot.'

'Yes, and I said that maybe we could.'

Burrows clicking his tongue in disapproval almost made her laugh. Alexander just glanced annoyed at him and continued talking to Pam, facing away from Lincoln and Alexandria.

'Alex, look, it might not work out. You gotta be prepared for that okay? It can't be like it was before.'

'It will never be like before. I know what's important now. I know what matters. Just come be with me, Pam. Be with me.'

She was standing behind Lincoln, "keeping an eye on him." They were both listening to Alexander's conversation. Burrows found it funny and ironic how his father's killer was a family man, after all. Jones' heart was hanging by a thread. Each word hurt worse than the last one. If it wasn't obvious by this point, she could finally say it aloud. Falling in love with Alexander Mahone had been the worst mistake of her life. She tried so hard to suppress her feelings, burying any sign of emotion. But he played with her. Each time she was sure her affection had passed, he had managed to revive those feelings, faking that he cared about her, that there was a future for both of them.

It wasn't fair. She had been there for him when no one was. When Pam told him he was a monster and took Cameron away. She was there in sickness and in health. She did everything for him. And the only thing he did was lie to her and play with her heart. She never planned on falling in love. It didn't start like that. She wished she could go back in time and kill those emotions. Accept that date with Wheeler. But she had given up everything to go with him, out of gratefulness at first, and then... Cursed be the day she saw him as someone more than her partner! Cursed be the day he told her she was everything to him! Cursed be the day he made her feel loved for the first time in her life! Cursed be the...