Ch 10 Pineapple Magnet and Diff'rent Strokes
Author's Note: This chapter goes out to my faithful reviewer(s).You know who you are.
Friday night…
"Psss. Spencer! Guster! Wake-up!"
Shawn woke up to Jansen whispering outside of his cell and jingling the door keys. Shawn rubbed his eyes as Jansen shined the flashlight into his eyes. Shawn had gone to sleep disappointed when he learned that he was going to miss Dancing with the Stars. Hefigured that he needed to rest up for his big escape. After he and Gus finished their dinner, they hurried back to their cell to get 3 hours of sleep. Now rested up ,Shawn sat in his bed.
"Gus! Wake up, buddy, Shawn hissed.
"I'm awake ,Shawn!"Gus said, clearly upset that he was woken up.
Jansen swung the door open."I got a call, "he said, holding up his walkie talkie, "That Guster was feeling ill and was to be taken to the sick ward, "he said meaningfully.
Shawn coughed into his hand. As psychic as he was ,he really didn't see this one coming."Right, "he said," He's been groaning louder than when he learned Diff'rent Strokes was being cancelled."
"Come on, Guster, "Jansen said, beckoning Gus to follow him.
Shawn jumped down from his bed as Gus sat up in his. Shawn reached down to pull Gus's arm up, but Gus jerked it away."I've got it, Shawn."
"Good-luck, buddy, " Shawn whispered to him as he left the cell. Gus gave him "the nod" and headed down the hall with Jansen. The door clanked into place behind him.
Gus lead down the hall and into the medical ward. "Thank-you, officer, "said a familiar Irish voice."That will be all."
Jansen nodded to Gus and left.
The tall figure in a doctor jacket turned around, holding up a big needle.
Gus jumped back."Relax, Guster," Lassie said, "This is for you."
Gus backed his way toward the door. After all the years of Shawn and Gus pestering him, Lassie had finally had a mental breakdown.
Lassie looked at the needle."It's my cover ,you idiot. Jansen is probably still outside the door, waiting for you to inject me with a lethal dose of morphine. Which, "he said ,making sure Guster understood his next words."Which you are not going to give me. Jansen hears a struggle, he comes in and l arrest him and put him out with this mild sedative, if need be."
Gus looked relieved."Where's Juliet?"
"She's outside with Chief Vick and Spencer ,setting up officers to surround the prison walls," he answered, looking around for something that makes a lot of noise to knock down during "the struggle".
His eyes settled on the medical cart filled with various medical equipment."Ready?"he asked Guster, who was holding several metal trays, including a metal strainer. Gus nodded and together they dropped and pushed their items to the ground, making enough noise to bring Jansen into the room.
Jansen swung the door open and found Gus with the a scallop in his hand, ready to defend himself.
He looked around the room for the medic and Lassie swung the door shut and headlocked Jansen. As he began to struggle, Lassie jabbed the needle into his biggest neck vein ,knocking him out.
"Nice work, Guster," Lassie said, giving Gus a rare compliment. "Now head out to the mess hall. Move it!" he ordered when Gus hesitated.
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Shawn heard the ruckus in the medical ward all the way down the hall. He didn't have the time to worry about Gus before one of Garrote's minions came down the hall, followed by a fidgeting Winchester. Shawn smoothed out the wrinkles of his jumpsuit as Evan tried out the different keys on the key ring. Finding the key, he unlocked the cell door, letting Spencer out.
Shawn raced down the hall and spotted Gus. He ran faster to catch up with his partner.
"Lassie's in the medical ward with Jansen," Gus said to him quietly.
"Lassie's here? Aw,I knew he would visit me!" Shawn replied with exaggerated affection.
They made their way to the mess hall, passing inmates hollering at them to let them free, too. Shawn and Gus were the only ones in the hall. Jansen was the guard on duty for the hall conjoining the mess hall and the prison cells, but Lassie had already taken care of him.
The rounded the corner and headed straight for the double doors of the mess hall. Shawn and Gus peeked through the windows. Already, a group had gathered. Garrote and a handful of his minions, including the Rack, were heading towards the kitchen to gather supplies.
Shawn and Gus exchanged a look and slipped inside the doors. They followed the group into the kitchen.
Garrote broke the lock to a cabinet and began passing out steak knives ,choosing the biggest for himself. Shawn opted out ,instead he selected a smiling pineapple magnet off the refrigerator.
"What?"he asked as the Rack sneered at him for his weapon of choosing."Have you ever been hit by a magnet? They're very dangerous, especially to people with metal head gear."
"Nobody has metal head gear in prison, Shawn, "Gus replied.
"How do you know? You've never been to prison."
"We are in prison, Shawn."
Shawn shrugged as he and Gus followed the gang out of the kitchen. Shawn looked at the clock .They had 7 minutes before the guard change.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: And I end on a cliffe. Sorry guys, but my creativity runs out tuned!