Chapter 10
I felt Lincoln's fingertip playing over my skin, I could look into his eyes feeling something spark between us, I smiled placing my head against his chest.
"When you get the tattoo?" Lincoln asked playing his hand over the tattoo I got when I was twenty one, it was on my shoulder of a Chinese symbols for peace and love. I place my hand over Lincoln's watching him eyes.
"I got it a long time ago, some girls from my Dorm thought I wasn't adventurous…" I feel him chuckle, but his eyes now looking to Michael driving us forward.
"Lil, not that I don't like having you around, but do you think it's wise to be with us?" Michael said while keeping his eyes on the road, but I simply looked to Lincoln with worried eyes.
"Michael, she's fine with us." Lincoln pulled me closer to him brushing his hand down my hair; I smiled brushing hair from my face that was being blow from the breeze from the open window.
"Linc, I'm just saying that we don't know how this will turn out…" he started, but my eyes turned to look out the rearview window. I could see a car driving up fast behind us.
"Michael…." I tapped his arm, but Lincoln had seen it too looking worried. I felt the car hitting us jolting forward, Lincoln grabbed me pulling me back and I could see the car next to us the passenger looked like someone I couldn't put my finger on who it was.
"It's Bellick!" Lincoln called to Michael trying to hold me close to him, "Can this thing go any faster?" Lincoln added as the other car crashed into the side of us. I felt the shudder holding onto Lincoln.
"Hold on!" Michael snapped trying to swerve out the way, but I could hear Bellick's sick laugh as they finally crashed us off the side of the road, I felt Lincoln holding me like he was going to take more of the impacted of the on coming tree.
When we crashed I turned to see Lincoln still with his arms wrapped around me, "Are you ok?" I asked him placing my hand on his face, he looked to me with a grunt, "Yeah, Michael, you alright?" Lincoln touched his brother's arm, Michael turned to face us looking a little banged up, but ok.
"I am starting to really hate this Bellick barstard!" I said opening the car door getting out. First thing I see is a gun pointed in my face; it was Bellick with a sick smile.
"Well Sugar, don't really like you either!" his voice was sickly as he reached taking my arm, "Well I was right to follow the wife!" I hated the feeling of him close as I watch Lincoln getting out the car.
"Ok boss, no need for anyone to get hurt here!" Lincoln held his hands up as he moved the gun from me to him.
"Boss, no need for formalities here..." he now tugged harder on my arm, I could see Lincoln looking helpless. "Sink, I'm no longer an employee of the state, thanks to you!" he spat as Michael was now out of the car.
"I think someone wants that reward." Michael stood beside Lincoln looking to me being held tighter by Bellick.
"Oh this isn't about the reward money!" I could feel his hand move from my hair to around my waist holding me still, the gun still pointing forward to Lincoln and Michael.
"Oh, it's not about the reward money, friend, your pal Manche told me all about your little treasure hunt for Westmoreland's stash." He said in a sickly voice, his hand moved to my hip making me want to vomit. "Get in the car, we're going to Utah!"
I felt Bellick pushing me forward, I was just happy he wasn't touching me. Lincoln and Michael either side of me as we walked back up the bank to another man standing there.
"All the cops in the county and all they had to do is tail the tail!" Bellick said pushing me quickly, I felt my feet tripping me, but didn't fall, I snapped my head back glaring to him, "Move it sweetheart!" he snapped pushing me again, I could glance quickly to see Lincoln gritted his teeth.
"Move it convicts!" the other man said, I didn't know his name and right now I didn't want to know. He had now pushed Lincoln onto the hood of the car making me jump, Bellick laughing while giving me another push.
"So if you know about the money and Utah, why do you need us?" Michael snapped walking towards the car he gave a quick glance to me, but my eyes were on Lincoln next to the wheel.
"In all the excitement of the escape, Manche didn't hear all of Westmoreland said before the old bird kicked the bucket, but he heard enough!" Bellick was smiling looking from me to Michael.
"You know you're sick!" my voice was harsh glaring at Bellick, "Just pure perversion of the profession you had, I would of fired you years ago…" my eyes glare darkly as Bellick stepped closer to me, his gun pointed under my chin, his eyes staring at mine.
"I'd shut that pretty little mouth of yours…" he whispered as Michael pulled me closer to him, I can hear the other man lifting Lincoln to his feet.
"Utah five million, you'll fill in the blanks." He smirked looking to me again, this time he pulled me forward by my hair, Michael and Lincoln both advance towards Bellick, "HEY!" Michael snapped watching my face; I could feel that his finger pulling tighter on my hair as a gasp.
"Let he go Bellick!" Lincoln now growled as Bellick pointed the gun to my temple, but then pointed to Michael as he stepped forward. "Don't even think about get cute smartass, now you and your brother are going to take me to where that money is, or the Doctor gets dead real fast, ask me if I'm bluffing?" he smirked pulling on my hair again, it was starting to get annoying.
"I'm a nurse you jackass!" I grunted trying to free my hair from his grip. I now looking to Michael getting into the car, I watch Lincoln doing the same as Bellick pushed me in next to him.
Lincoln lightly placing his hand in the gap between our legs and I quickly take is hand squeezing it lightly.
We pulled over a few moments later, I watched the other man, now know his name to be Geary and he rushed off into the trees. I use this time to get out stretching my legs and arms. Lincoln and Michael get out after me.
"I'd never thought I'd say this Scofield, but I thank God the day you walked into Fox River!" he chuckled, but I looked away from them.
"And out!" Geary called with more laughing, I now turn to not listen to them.
"Lil, you ok?" Michael asked, but I didn't want to hear this, I was pissed off. My head snapped around to glare at Bellick.
"I've been better!" I then feel Lincoln rubbing my shoulders, his voice soft in my ear.
"I promise, no one is going to hurt you…" His words sent shivers through me, but I kept my eyes closed for a moment to imagine being away from this.
"I'll be in the car!" I now stepped away from Lincoln opening the car door getting back in looking at the road.
"Oh look like we have a moody little Mrs. Scofield… Didn't your mama teach you how to treat a lady, or was she a whore like she seem to be, both brothers!" Bellick's voice shivered through me, but I could feel the car shake as Lincoln slammed the car door.
"Linc!" Michael's voice called, but I could hear the gun cocking and then feeling the tension from the outside of the car.
"Got a problem there Burrows?" Bellick asked, I pulled my knees up to my chest, for the first time I felt scared, I didn't want to listen to this.
"We only need one of you to take us to the money, remember that!" Geary gritted, but I felt my heart pounding, I couldn't imagine someone shooting Michael or Lincoln.
Lincoln got into the car, his eyes finding mine, but I didn't like the worry in them. "I'm sorry about that." He said sliding in placing a hand to my face, I closed my eyes taking in the moment hearing Michael get into the car then closing the door.
"Lil…" Michael started but Geary and Bellick got into the car both slamming the doors glaring back to us.
While we drive I could feel it, I knew a tire going flat, but I just kept quiet, my hand was safely in Lincoln's trying to not look at him, it felt weird being trapped in the back seat, but I was trying to think of what to do to get us away from these freaks.
"God damn it!" Geary yelled slapping the steering wheel, I tried not to laugh at the irony, but the car was already pulling over to the side of the road.
Bellick opened his door going to the back of the car, I watch as Geary follow him, my eyes go around looking at them open the boot. I now look to Michael and Lincoln.
"Linc, did you?" I pointed to the back wheel, Lincoln gave a quick smile brushed his free hand over my cheek, "Yeah…" he then moved his hand looking to Michael who was in his thinking mode.
"What kinda son of a bitch doesn't have a spare tire in his car?" Bellick snapped slamming the boot; I could feel that the two men weren't the closet of friends.
"The kind that already used it!" Geary was quick to his own defense, but I didn't see this ending well for him.
"Well then you're the sad sack that has to go back into town and get a new one…" Bellick said with some sick pleasure.
"What, that's like three miles away…" Geary's voice sounded worried, maybe it was the exercise. I now tried to avoid looking to the fight as Michael opens the door getting out, Lincoln doing the same before I open my side of the car getting out slowly.
"Well better get moving." Bellick added as Geary started to walk off; I just stand closer to Lincoln trying to keep calm.
"Ok time to make a move!" Bellick barked at us as we start to walk, Bellick coughing to me and used the gun to separate me and Lincoln from each other. "I don't think I want any of that stuff…" he grunted but I kept walking forward.
"So Scofield, getting hitched to your brother's lady, hope you got to hit that!" he laughed sickly as I kept walking forward, I hated the way he talked about me to irritate Lincoln.
"So we going to rest up in that shack!" he pointed the gun shuffling us in, I now look around to Michael and then to Lincoln wanting nothing more than to reassure him how much I care about him.
"Ok down on the ground, all of you!" He snapped, but I could feel myself getting nervous. "I mean it down!" he pointed the gun, so I now sat down next to Lincoln, Michael was the last of us to be on the ground, so now Bellick had tied us all to a pipe, he now walked to his own corner watching us.
I looked around the little shack we're in, I didn't know what to do, I didn't even know how we was going to get out of this, I just preyed Michael had a plan and a bloody good one.