You had been working as the head doctor at Fox River State Prison for several years.. you knew about michael's plan and you condemned it with all your heart. you tried to explain to yourself that he was doing it for the good of his brother but you couldn't feel comfortable with the information that your husband had deliberately faked his own crime to go to prison.

the only good thing was that when michael went to prison you didn't need a pass to see him. You took better care of him than other patients.. that's obvious. he was your husband, you knew he didn't do anything wrong and you knew his time in prison wouldn't change anything. you love him and he loves you. Few people knew that you were a married couple. Only the Chief Commander and one of the guards knew.

one morning a guard pushes Scofield into the Medbay where you work and holds him tightly by his clothes, pulling him "stand straight you son of a bitch" guard hissed..

you notice your husband with a broken temple and look at him with sympathy.. "hey hey.." you approach and gently move the guard's hands away from Michael.. "I'll take care of him.. no need to be so aggressive.."