If you love me | Alex Mahone

I'll do anything you ask

The casket was placed in the middle of the warehouse. There were no floral arrangements, solemn music, a priest, or even an all-black code. But all the people that cared about Brad Bellick (minus his mom in Chicago) were there, and that was the most important thing. Self had managed to recover the body and got someone to dress him up in a tuxedo. He looked peaceful despite his violent death. Fernando led the "ceremony," telling some anecdotes and some of Brad's past. Apart from Sara and Michael, nobody said anything, out loud at least. Death was a sensitive subject, and grief looked different for everyone. Before they closed the casket, Alexander placed a police plaque on his chest that he stole from the Eagles and Angels gala.

Brie wanted to say something, but words were getting stuck in her throat every time she tried to talk. She silently thanked Brad for his friendship, for seeing her as a human being and reminding her that she was one. She wished she had more time with him, getting to know him better, and being in each other's lives in different contexts... Sucre and the rest agreed to give a part of their money to Brad's mom. Maybe she could go on vacation, or buy the house that her son wanted for her.

She was sitting in the dining room, her hands hiding her face. Way too many emotions. She noticed Alexander sitting right next to her, but she didn't bother to look up. His hand travelled through her spine, trying to ease the pain with every touch. She still didn't know what their current situation was, especially after last night, but it felt nice to have that type of trust again. They both needed it.

'Weird question. If you die during this shit, did you put Pam as the contact that would receive your body? Because I put you, so now I realize that if I die, you'll have my body lying around.'

Despite the situation, he let out a small chuckle. 'I... I... put you as my contact.'

'So if we both die...'

'We are going to be stuck together in this warehouse. Side by side.'

'Wouldn't that be nice?'

'It would be scary... speaking of scary... Self has been very insistent on us handling you-know-what.'

'Do you want to do it right now?'

'Why not? Let's close this shit.'

The cage was behind them. Self told them that they had to clean up the mess they left there, mainly because it was disturbing to the others and also because it could be used against them if the government were to find the warehouse and Self's secret plan. Brie stood up first and entered the cage; she now realized how small it was, and how big and solitary it seemed when Wyatt and they were inside. Alexander arrived some minutes later, after gathering the cleaning supplies.

Her mind couldn't stop thinking. She didn't want to think about the past, so she started wondering about the future. Alexander and she had been very disconnected from the mission, to the point that they needed to create a timeline of everything the other people had done to keep up. They were going to break into the place where the Company had Scylla that day: the cardholders and the General realized that Scylla was in danger, and they needed to move its location as soon as possible. Michael was going to get the blueprints from the original designer, as they had an encrypted code that none of them could decipher. In the meantime, everyone but Sara and Self would start digging in a race against time.

Michael said that he needed to talk to them because they played vital roles in the next part of his plan, and also because he needed more minds to confirm that he was making the right decision. She couldn't stop the guilty feelings after he said that. Maybe if the three of them had been there, they could have found a way to get through the water pipe, and Brad wouldn't be dead.