I'm so excited! GRRRRRR! Let us begin.
We waited in the bushes as the police were scrambling. Lincoln was behind me being very protective. "Yo, come on man we gotta roll!" C-note said to Michael.
"We don't gotta do anything but wait right here and let them get ahead of us." Michael said peeking through the bushes.
"I don't know if were gonna get a chance, Papi." Sucre said breathing heavily. I shivered and Lincoln put his hand on my shoulder. It was summer but it was always so cold at night. I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt but apparently that wasn't enough.
The officers had two dogs and they were bringing them into the car that was right by us.
"Dogs. Son of a bitch!" C-note whispered.
"They're coming right for us" Sucre said nervously.
"Nobody move!" Michael said. I held my breath as they put the dogs into their crates.
"They can't smell us." Michael whispered as the officers walked away. The dogs started barking and growling.
"But they can see us!" Abruzzi whispered, grabbing Michael's shoulder. The officers were heading towards the bushes but we got up and ran as fast as we could. I kept having to push branches out of my way.
Lincoln was ahead and he held open the barbed fence so we could get through. Tweener cut his hand on it. As I approached I slipped and fell in the mud. It got all over my hands and knees.
"Come on, girl!" C-note said helping me up.
"Thanks." I breathed out while going under the barbed wire. I shook my hands and mud splatted everywhere. I started running again and we all crouched behind some trees.
"Where the hell is the van?" Sucre asked Abruzzi. He didn't respond.
"Eyetie, where in the hell is the van?" C-note asked slightly annoyed.
"Ye of little faith." Abruzzi replied.
I wiped some more mud off of my hands. "Any day now." I said getting slightly impatient.
He finally spotted the van, "Come on, come on" he said motioning in the direction of the van. We ran towards it and there it was. A crappy blue van but eh, it was a car right.
"I told you, I told you!" Abruzzi said as we got to it.
"Behind the wheel, Cro-Magnon!" Abruzzi said to Lincoln.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Abruzzi said as Lincoln got in his face.
"This is so not the time!" I said pushing them away from each other. Haywire got in the passenger side and Lincoln got in the driver's side. I went to help Michael by the back of the car. I grabbed a brick and me and Michael broke out the back lights.
"What the hell you doing?" Tweener asked leaning against a pillar.
"Making us invisible." Michael and I said at the same time.
"John, where are the keys?" Lincoln asked grabbing the steering wheel. "What?"
"The keys, where are they?" Lincoln asked again. I knew exactly what they were up to.
"I told you, in the garbage can, by the trees, in a plastic bag." he said pointing by the garbage can.
"What are you waiting for?" Lincoln asked looking at Haywire.
"Oh, the keys!" Haywire said getting out of the car. He walked over to the trash and began searching. I hopped into the van next to C-note in the back behind Michael.
Abruzzi handed Lincoln the keys, everyone shut their doors and Lincoln started up the engine. Haywire was yelling as we pulled out and drove off.
We were driving and it was very silent until T-bag opened his big mouth.
"Hey, John, I've got to ask you, uh, why you were so intent on Lincoln driving here and you taking that particular seat?" T-bag asked.
"Now, what is it exactly you got up underneath there, huh?" T-bag asked as he cuffed himself to Michael and Abruzzi put a gun to his head.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Michael shouted as he tried getting his wrist out of the cuffs.
C-note and I looked at each other then back to them. "You think that will stop me, huh?" Abruzzi said in T-bags ear.
"Think twice, Johnny boy. You shoot me, pretty here will be dragging around 170 pounds of dead Alabama flesh with him. And considering how much you need him to get this little Fibonacci vendetta of yours... huh." T-bag said. I could see Lincoln's eyes in the rear-view mirror and he did not look happy.
"So I just don't think you're gonna be pulling that trigger."
"No." Abruzzi said in his ear.
"You're going to give me the keys to those cuffs T-bag." Michael said angrily. "Give me the key you son of a bitch!" Michael whispered.
"Get it, get it!" Abruzzi said holding T-bags arms so Michael could look for the key. "You looking for this?" T-bag said with the key in his teeth.
He put it in his mouth and Michael grabbed his face.
"Spit it out, spit it out!" Abruzzi and Michael yelled. I heard a gulping noise and then T-bag,
"Oops." T-bag said laughing.
Michael let go of him and so did Abruzzi. Abruzzi took my seat and I climbed to the passenger seat while T-bag of course was sitting next to Michael.
"If you think I won't gut you myself to get that key, you're in for a big surprise." Abruzzi said in T-bags ear.
"I encourage you to remember the last time you came at me with a knife." T-bag said.
"Shut up! Shut up! Both of you!" Michael yelled.
"You can settle this in Mexico." he said.
"How far to the airstrip?" Lincoln asked looking in the rear-view mirror.
"I guess five miles, maybe." Michael said finally calming down.
Sucre started talking about his fiance and how she was pregnant.
"We got trouble." Lincoln said stopping the car. There were a bunch of police cars up ahead.
"Of course we have trouble. Nothing is ever easy for us." I said rubbing my forehead.
Lincoln put the car in reverse and pulled to the side of the road.
"Yo dawg, man this is bananas. We gotta get off this road!" Tweener said.
"Any other way to the airstrip?" Lincoln asked looking at Michael.
"This is the only road."
"Then let's just run this bitch!" Tweener said. "Somebody shut him up or I will!" C-note said getting very irritated.
"Can we go back?" Sucre asked looking at Michael.
"That won't do us any good. It'll only get us farther from where we need to be." Michael breathed out.
"Which means we gotta bust that road block." Lincoln said.
"Why don't we just go around?" I asked, pointing to a little muddy pathway.
"That works." Michael said sitting back. Lincoln pulled onto the path.
"We're gonna get that key from you. I don't care if you got to crap it out." Michael said to T-bag.
"You got a foul mouth sometimes, pretty." T-bag said grinning.
We went over a bump and I banged my head on the roof.
"Jesus, Lincoln!" I screeched, rubbing my head. The car wasn't moving. "What?" I asked looking at Lincoln.
"Son of a bitch, we're stuck!" he said hitting the steering wheel.
"Everybody out!" Michael shouted, opening his door. I opened mine and hopped out. I stood next to Sucre as we tried to push the van out of the mud.
I gave up as did Sucre. "This thing ain't going nowhere!" Sucre said hitting the van.
"How far is the airstrip?" Lincoln asked getting out of the car.
"On foot? Maybe 2 miles." Michael said looking around.
"What the hell are we waiting for? Let's move!" Abruzzi said stepping in front of Michael.
"Three legged race over here ain't going to make it 10 feet!" Sucre breathed out.
"Oh we'll manage won't we?" Michael asked T-bag.
"Sure, pretty. We're teammates. Teammates till the end!"
"Let's get out of here! Let's go!" Lincoln yelled. I started running. I was a little behind but I was moving. I heard a helicopter whirring and apparently I started to slow down because I felt a hand around my wrist.
It was Lincoln. I ran faster and his hand slid into mine. We all stopped when we came to a cliff. My feet skidded and Lincoln pulled on my arm to keep me balanced.
"Damn it!" I whispered with fear.
"What now?"
"Michael, what now?"
"What now, Michael?" I kept hearing everyone say.
"Guys..." I said looking back to the helicopter. They weren't listening.
"Guys." I said louder but they were still saying what now.
"Guys!" I shouted still keeping my eyes on the approaching helicopter. "What?"
"Helicopter!" I shouted, pointing to the helicopter. Lincoln's hand tightened around mine.
Nothing can ever go right for us. Damn it!
It was a little short but I wanted the suspense so yeah. I will update soon!