Chapter seven

I walked alone through the gates, I signed the book, I walked carefully to the cage where I'd see Michael, the fact was that I said to Lincoln it would be easier if I'd talked to Michael. The moment we got back to the hotel, I knew that we was going to have to do this in a new way. I stood carefully seeing Michael making his way towards me, I'd not seen him since we plotted the rescue of Sara and L.J, my eyes focused on him. "So he sent you, couldn't face me?" Michael's tone was bitter, but I could take it really.

I kept still on my side of the fence, "I chose to be here Michael," I started while playing my hands in the pockets of my three quarter trousers, my matching green vest tight, I felt like I was cleaner than I'd ever been. "We've been given four more days." I kept my eyes on his.

"So L.J is alive I'll assume right?" he kept his tone business, it almost scared me to hear that tone directed at me.

I nodded lightly, "Michael please…"

"No Lily, you've always done this, you'll do it till the end of time," Michael cut me off, "The thing is, did you know?" he asked focused on the one question.

My eyes drift to the floor, I felt my stomach squeeze, "I knew, Michael but I…"

"No Lil, no you can't but your way out of it, you knew," he exhaled, "you knew, and you let him lie."

"I didn't let him lie Michael, I didn't want him to lie…"

"Then why didn't you visit me, why didn't you come and telly me the truth, Lily!" he snapped, his eyes dead locked on my face, "I always trusted you, because when ever Linc got into trouble, you'd tell me the truth of what he did, when what happened with you and your dad, you told me the truth, but now this…" he bit his lip. "I don't know if I can trust you or Linc anymore."

I felt my heart sink; my hands moved from the pockets, "Michael, he didn't want to hurt you, if you just…"

"No Lily, you've done enough covering for Lincoln," he started, "Tell him," he exhaled, "Tell him on a new plan, just let him know, L.J is my nephew, I would do anything for him," his eyes focused on mine. "He and the company have one thing in common now."

"Michael," I watched him walking away, I pulled my hand through my hair feeling sick with myself, it was like my stomach was gone leaving a barren hole, "I…" I didn't finish as he went back into the prison, leaving me to turn around walking back to the car where Lincoln was waiting for me.

Getting to the car I glanced over Fernando, "He's pissed," I pulled my seat belt on rubbing my hands over my stomach feeling hungry, it seemed like everything was taking forever, my eyes scanning over the prison. "He's…"

"I know Lil," Lincoln pulled out of the prison, "I just know that we're got four days to plan me getting my son back," he paused, "I just want this over as badly as you." He finished his sentence.

I kept focused on the road while we drove, Fernando in the back seat, "You look a little on the pale side," he started while I turned to face him.

"I think it's the having too many guns in my face, too many life and dead, I'm just wanting to lie in a nice warm bath, just close my eyes and not have to think of anything for a very long time." I exhale.

"You know I will make that dream real," Lincoln's hand touched my thigh while my eyes quick to connect with his, "If that bath can hold two people?" he asked softly.

The smile breaking over my face, I placed my hand over his, "There is always room for two people," I kept watching Lincoln while he drove. "As long as the other person makes good use of the invitation."

"Are you two talking about?" Fernando relaxed back into the seat, "Cos right now, I don't want to know." He lifted his hands while I stifled a laugh.

I turned quickly to look at him, "I promise," holding a hand up, "Pinkie swear, to not have any more sexual conversations when you're around," I paused, "Maybe that will be the grounds of mine and Michael's divorce." I laughed, "Adultery."

Lincoln sighed, "you have to keep reminding me, you're married to my brother," he pulled into a plot of land while I kept focused on a man standing outside of a hut. "Just be cool okay." He leant over kissing my cheek.

Fernando climbed out of the car, while I got out quickly following behind Lincoln, the man watched, as I kept quiet. "One hundred for the month," Lincoln said with a serious tone.

The man glanced over me, then to Fernando, "Two hundred for the month," his voice was clear, his accent still thick.

"One hundred for the month," Lincoln repeated, but this time holding money, his eyes kept focused on the man who took it from him, he kept smiling.

"No drugs," he stated, his eyes seemed to focus on Fernando's face, "No marijuana," serious edge was in his tone, while my eyes looked over Fernando looking confused.

Lincoln laughed while watching the ex cell mate of his brother, "you heard him," he started to walk into the hunt.

"Yes, Nando you naughty boy you," I giggle feeling Fernando pushing me into the hut, the man leaving us alone, I kept looking over him, "sorry, you have the drug growing face." I nodded.

Fernando kept beside me, "And what kind of face do you have?" he asked softly.

"The, I will totally kick your ass and make you cry like a baby, if you keep asking me silly thing." I nodded.

"Right, ass kicking," Fernando was keeping in sync with Lincoln now while I kept behind them, I didn't really listen to their idle conversation, my eyes focused on the trees, the leaves as Fernando kept carrying a bombox, the first time I'd noticed it as he placed it on the ground.

Standing beside Lincoln as he set the gun up, Fernando setting up the gun, I kept beside Lincoln placing my fingers into my ears as Fernando recorded the gunfire; Lincoln was careful where he was aiming.

"Do you think this will work?" Fernando asked.

Lincoln starting to make sure the gun was okay, walking back to the hut, his hand around my waist. "We just have to hope it does," as we got back into the hunt, placing the bombox done near the window, I glanced up to Lincoln.

I exhaled, "This has got to be, the biggest rip from a movie ever," I pointed out, Fernando looking confused for a few seconds. "Home Alone," I pointed out.

Lincoln laughed, "I watched it with L.J, he loved that film," he glanced over Fernando and me.

"He loved it, or you loves it and used him as an excuse to watch it?" I asked walking back to the car, I felt a little more at ease with Lincoln now getting into the front seat.

Lincoln got into the driver seat while looking me over, "you know, sometimes I forget how much of a wise mouth you are." He touched my cheek carefully before kissing me.

Walking out of the car, I kept listening to more boy talk; I swear it was weird enough that I was standing in the middle of them. Lincoln's phone going off, as Lincoln answered all I heard was, 'don't come home for dinner'. My eyes focused on Lincoln's for a few seconds. "Don't come home for dinner?" I asked quickly.

Fernando glanced from me to Lincoln, "Don't come home for dinner," he repeated, "I was a message Michael used to send me, when social services were coming to put me in juvie," his voice was serious, I knew it, but as I glanced over I saw her walking out way.

"For the love of god!" I snapped looking to Sofia, "what do you want?"

"Well for once, you're not answering any of my calls, and you still got my car!" she snapped at me, I kept glaring.

I kept my ground, "well boo fucking who," my arms folded while Lincoln started to make a phone call, "what is it you need," I found myself focused on her fully now.

"I got a phone call, about an apartment that James denies having, and,"

"Your boyfriend is a lying sack of shit," I cut her off, "Trust me, you're better off without him."

Sofia bit her lip, "well he told me not to trust Lincoln Burrows, that he's dangerous." Her eyes focused on mine, I felt my stomach sinking.

I took Lincoln's arm, "We've got to," I listened to him finish the conversation he was having. "Please." I kept moving him quickly away from the view of a car I'd been watching as we moved away.

"What is going on?" Sofia asked quickly.

I pushed her onto the pavement by her car, "Just stay there," I pointed going into a hiding place, I watched Fernando picking up a piece of piping, Lincoln holding the gun, I found I wasn't sure what I was going to do in this part.

But I watched as the agent man pointed a gun at Sofia, two other men, I quickly found it easy to rush in as Lincoln pointed the gun into the bigger man's back, Fernando hitting the man on the bigger man's left, me going to the smaller man on the right, my fist colliding with his face making his attention drop from Sofia, my other fist hitting him hard, my knee coming up into his groan. It had been a long while since I'd gotten into a fight, but it was like riding a bike to me, my fist hitting the right places on a face, I turned to see Lincoln holding a gun, the bigger man holding a gun to Sofia's head.

While looking from Lincoln to the man mocking him, I kept my eyes focused on Sofia's eyes, she was looking to Lincoln, the look I didn't like.

Lincoln fired; I'd watched the scene unfold like slow motion, the man falling with the bullet hole to the temple, my attention going to Lincoln now. "Are you alright?" he asked Sofia; all she could do was stare.

I sat in the waiting room playing with my hands, my eyes kept going to Sofia, "you know you don't have to be here," my voice kept calm, part of me didn't want to look at her, but she kept watching me.

"No, I don't have to be here, but I am worried about him, he, he saved my life," her eyes kept looking over mine, the facts were just staring me in the face now.

My eyes shifted from Sofia over to a small TV in the waiting room, I paid attention to the news broadcast, my hands playing in my lap hearing about the incident of a break out attempt that didn't make sense, until they mentioned the helicopter. "What the…" my voice light while I stood up glancing to Sofia standing next to me. "I think things just got a little more interesting."

I kept watching seeing Lincoln walking out of the office with a bandage around his wrist, I didn't know if it was because I wanted to make a statement, or I really was worried. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling myself kissing him, his good arm moved around my waist holding me again him. "Hey, I'm okay," he whispered into my ear, as we started to separate.

"I know, but I was worried, I mean, well," I spoke while walking out of the hospital, my hand holding onto his good one.

"Does it hurt?" I heard her voice, it was like sandpaper on my ears, my hand kept tight in Lincoln's while it wasn't hard for him to tell, sometimes I hated that he knew all my tells.

He kept walking, "It's fine," his eyes finding mine, he tried to give my hands a reassuring squeeze. "We're going to go to the prison."

"I saw on the news in the waiting room, they identified a few bodies, but it wasn't them." Her voice again, my ears aching.

Lincoln paused in the walking, "I'll find out when we get there, you wanna come?" he asked softly, I didn't like it.

I went to say something, but then she cut me off again, "I don't know. After everything that's happened, I don't know what to think…" her eyes looking to Lincoln while we walked again.

"How about, your boyfriend is a douche bag," I pointed out, "Linc, can we go?" I muttered while trying to get us away from Sofia.

"James has an answer for everything. Nothing makes sense," Sofia started, I kept looking from Lincoln to her, back again feeling as I was standing right here, but no one was paying attention to me.

"You need to stop asking questions and just look at the facts," Lincoln said to her, my eyes going to his trying to work out if I was better off walking away, but his hand kept hold of mine.

"I wanted to believe everything he was saying, and I still want him to get out…" Sofia stopped walking, it took me a few seconds to noticed that Lincoln had stopped to, my arm pulled before I stopped to look at the two of them looking at each other.

Lincoln sighed, "I want him out as well," he said carefully, my stomach turned over. "Trust me, I've been working on this every single day." I could tell that tone in his voice, the one I couldn't stop but stare at him.

Sofia kept watching him too, for a second I felt like I was intruding in a moment, a moment that was making my chest burn; my eyes glance away with a hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Lincoln, I really appreciate everything you have done." Her face lighting up, but I could stop myself wanting to barf. "You saved my life. You didn't have to help me like that."

"Yeah I did," Lincoln, replied, my eyes finally closed trying to not say anything that would get me looking like a complete bitch, even if I kept imagining myself punching her in the face repeatedly.

My luck was in as Susan pulled up in a car, I watched as she exit with two goony looking men, my hand getting out of Lincoln's grip trying to push everything away, but it was hard when everything in my body was feeling wrong. "Get in the car," Susan snapped to Lincoln and me. Lincoln snapped as one of them tried to push Lincoln, he pushed back watching me getting into the car first.

I sat in the car, was it that they only wanted Lincoln to see something, or the fact I was sitting in the back seat of a car, with a goon to my left and a blindfold on, I wasn't much fans for blindfolds, didn't like the not knowing, but as I sat in the back seat, feeling the hot black leather burning my thighs I kept thinking about Lincoln. I thought about how much I wanted us to work, but then did I want these things for the right reasons?

Love was a hard thing for me to contemplate; I'd only really loved one man, Lincoln. I wasn't even thinking about guys I dated in college, they never lasted; I was never crushed over it either. But now I was sitting in darkness, not even sure if Lincoln was worth all this trouble.