"You heard me," Peyton continued. "I bet you Lucas didn't break out. You and your incompetent staff, you like to call guards, probably just lost him. I bet you he was here the whole time," she added a smug smile. She walked over to the phone and dialed a number.
"Hey Daddy, it's me I can't make it to dinner tonight. They won't let me out of here. I know after spending all day here at the end of the night they won't even let me leave," She looked over at Whitey and Jake and held out the phone. "He wants to talk to both of you," They both walked over and picked up a phone. She saw Lucas holding his side as he kneeled behind the model. Their eyes meet and he knew she had helped him again.
"Okay sir. I will let your daughter out of here. I'm sorry I ruined your evening with her." Whitey softly spoke into the phone.
After hanging up the phone, they turned around just as Lucas stood up from behind the model. Without any hesitation, Jake ran over to him and pushed him against the wall, causing Lucas to scream out in pain.
"Where the hell were you?" Jake pressed his forearm against Lucas's throat.
Peyton, wide eyed, looked on as Jake kept putting more pressure on Lucas throat. She wasn't going to say anything until Jake punched his injured ribs. Lucas doubled over in pain.
"Let go of him. You're going to rip out his stitches." Peyton demanded.
"Stay out of this Peyton," Jake landed another punch to his side. Blood began to seep through his shirt.
"Do something he's bleeding." Peyton pleaded to Whitey who was just watching Jake beat on an injured Lucas.
"Where were you at?"
"He was here the whole time! I saw him behind the model," Peyton said, causing White and Jake to look over at her.
"Why didn't you tell us that?" Whitey moved in front of her.
"So you could do this to him?" She said sarcastically as she moved passed Whitey and over to Jake. "Let go of him now, Jake. If you don't I will file a prisoner misconduct report on you,"
"Who are you going to give it to? Whitey?" Jake smiled knowing that Whitey wouldn't do anything about it.
"My father has many friends like Uncle Greg. You know the head of the DOC. He might not like this."
Reluctantly, Jake threw Lucas to the ground. Peyton bent down beside him. She lifted his shirt up and saw the bandage covered in blood. Gently she removed the bandage and saw that he had popped two of the stitches. "Get him to the infirmary now."
Jake looked over at Whitey who just nodded and picked up the phone to call off the alarm.
In the examining room, Peyton put on a pair of gloves as Lucas sat shirtless on the table. Neither one said anything as she stitched his side back up.
"Thank you, Peyton," She smiled up at him and pulled the gloves off.
"You're welcome Lucas," She leaned over and kissed him.
"Tomorrow," He said pulling back from her lips.
"What about tomorrow?"
"We're leaving tomorrow night." She knew the day he was going to break out was coming, but the tears came to her eyes anyways. He was leaving her. He reached up and wiped the tears off her face. "Don't cry,"
"I'm never going to see you again, am I?" She whispered sadly.
He cupped her face running his thumbs over her cheeks. "You think I can leave without you now? I want you to come with me,"
"What are you talking about?"
"Come with me and Nathan to Mexico,"
She didn't hesitate, "Okay,"
"After I get out, wait until Rachael calls you. She will give you the address to the house that I own,"
"When will this be?"
"When Nathan and I are safe. So I can make sure you will be safe too," He leaned up and they kissed again. This time the kiss was full of passion and want. Peyton pulled back opening her eyes.
"Will I get to see you tomorrow?"
"Yea for my afternoon visit. But I need you to do a couple things for me. One, tell Whitey I'm to be left in my cell for yard time. Two, don't be here this time tomorrow night. And third, I need a key to this room. Tomorrow report the key was stolen so nothing leads back to you,"
"Is that it?" He nodded as she walked over to the desk and picked up a key ring. She handed it over to Lucas as he smiled at her. He walked out and they saw Jake was standing by the door. "Mr. Roe," she said, "if the captain here does anything to you or another guard let me know,"
Peyton walked into Whitey's office right as he was turning his light off on the desk.
"What the hell was that earlier?"
"Peyton, you don't understand what really happens around here,"
"So what Jake did is just normal?"
"I didn't say that," Peyton sat down and Whitey sat down behind his desk.
"He tore two stitches out of Mr. Roe's side, luckily the others stayed in place. How could you just let him do that Warden?"
"The situation with Jake and Lucas was intense, but we thought he had escaped,"
"So what, you let your guard beat the crap out of him?" Peyton stood up in disgust. "Mr. Roe is to stay in his cell for yard time. I don't want anymore of his stitches being torn out," He just nodded and she closed the door behind her.
Lucas was the last one into the locker room and saw the other five guys he was breaking out with. He looked over at Nathan who nodded, giving his okay to tell the men about the plan for tonight. Lucas walked over to the middle of the group and they all looked at him.
"Tonight, Nathan and I will meet the four of you at the tool shed at six thirty. Junk you need to think of a reason so that the four of you are in the shed at that time,"
"Done. Jake doesn't like a messy tool shed and he's too lazy to clean it up himself."
Lucas nodded and then walked over to Fergie, "Is the van in place?"
"Yea it has been there for a week now," he answered.
"Well boys, everything is going to happen in a few hours. No asking me questions or suggesting anything. What I say goes. Nathan and I will see you in a few hours,"
With one last brushstroke, Lucas completed the model. It was the least he could do for Whitey since he might end up costing him his job after tonight. They hadn't said anything to each since the incident last night. Lucas walked over and looked at Whitey before sitting down across from him.
"The model is done,"
"Lucas about earlier,"
"I have yard time I need to get back to my cell," He was trying to make Whitey mad and it was working.
"The hell you do no yard time for you until next week," Lucas almost laughed but held it.
"Are we done here?" He nodded and Lucas left the room.
The last meeting for them in the infirmary was coming up. Escorted by a guard, Lucas walked down to the familiar room. He stopped when he saw Peyton was sitting behind her desk looking over charts. He reached out for the doorknob slower then he normally would have.
"Mr. Roe,"
"Dr. Sawyer,"
"That is all Jake," Lucas smiled at the tension that was between the two friends. Jake closed the door as Peyton walked over to Lucas and pulled the curtain blocking the view.
"So today?"
"Yea tonight. What time do you leave for the day?"
"Six," He nodded as she sat down in front of him.
"I knew you worked here before I got locked up,"
"How did you know?"
"I was visiting Nathan and I saw you and Brooke walking," She lifted his shirt up and saw that everything was healing nicely again.
"You will still need to keep this clean Lucas. I will leave some stuff in a bag under the bed for you to take,"
"Peyton,"
"No listen. If you don't keep the wound clean you will get a real infection," He nodded no use of fighting with her the last time you see her for a few months.
"I will see you again Peyton. Can I ask you to do one thing after we leave?" She nodded and Lucas took her hand into his. "Go over to Haley's place and help her figure out who is doing this to Nathan, so that he can clear his name,"
"What about yours?"
"I still held up a bank. Once Nathan is cleared I will turn myself over to the law and they will do what ever they want with me,"
"I will talk to my father for you Lucas,"
"He might not be the Governor when Nathan's name is cleared," She looked at the clock and knew the time was almost up. She closed her eyes trying to fight off the tears that were getting ready to run down her cheeks.
"Be careful Lucas, not just with tonight,"
"You be careful too. Helping Haley can get dangerous. They will stop at nothing to see Nathan dead and anyone who is helping him,"
"Peyton your next appointment is here," They heard Brooke's voice and Lucas jumped down from the table.
"I'll see you soon Peyton," The tears were running down her cheeks as she looked up into his eyes. Lucas used the back of his shelve and dried her face. He kissed her softly on the lips.
Lucas crawled back into his cell after being in the tool shed. He strung out tools all over the place making it look horrible. He saw Jake and some guards walking inside and knew what was coming next.
"P.I., listen up! Instead of yard time you will be on clean up duty. The tool shed looks horrible you four are going to clean it up,"
"What about the other two?" Junk asked walking over to Jake.
"Poor little Lucas needs his rest, docs orders. Nathan has had his entire yard time and P.I time for the day,"
Before Skills walked out of the cell he went over to the toilet and puked.
"Are you okay?"
"I won't survive another ten years in here, Dawg,"
"Everything will be fine. Make sure you guys are inside the shed at six thirty. If there are any guards inside with you drop something into the drain to let me know,"
"If anyone is inside drop something. Got it," Skills nodded "Make sure it can't move away with the little water flow that the drain has going,"
"Skills lets move it," Jake yelled, interrupting their conversation.
Skills obeyed orders and walked out of the cell, leaving Lucas alone.
Peyton looked at her watch. It was only five, but she was done with every inmate and their treatments. She walked over to the cabinet and took out some supplies for Lucas to take with him. Band-aids, gauze, tape, antibiotics, and some mild painkillers. She placed the bag right where she told Lucas she'd leave it before she left for the day.
Haley was looking over the files when a knock on her door made her jump. She looked out and saw a curly blonde hair woman standing on the other side.
"Who is it?"
"Peyton Sawyer, I work at the prison," Haley opened the door as Peyton held up her badge and Haley nodded.
"What can I help you with?"
"Lucas asked me to checkup on you to make sure everything was ok,"
"Yea I haven't seen Lucas in awhile. How is he doing?"
"Good. He also asked me to help you clear Nathan's name,"
"Why would he do that for?"
"He trusts me and wants his brother out of that hell hold," Haley smiled some if Lucas trusted her then she did too.
"Alright right now I'm going through these files to see what they mean for the case," Peyton took her coat off and sat down.
Lucas was standing in his cell with his shirt off, studying every little line on his body tattoo. Ten to six and he felt like throwing up. If this didn't go down tonight then Nathan would be strapped down to a bed and… he shook his head getting the thoughts of Nathan being killed out of it. It all came down to this after the years of planning, getting the crap kicked out of him twice, and almost bleeding to death. Lucas pulled on a white shirt and a sweatshirt as a guard walked past his cell. One good thing about everyone else being at yard was that the guard never walked past the cell more than once an hour. He had washed some clothes and they were hanging one the line blocking the view of the toilet.
Five fifty eight and Lucas walked over to the toilet. It was now time to start the escape. His watch beeped and it was time, he re-started his watch as he pulled the toilet from the wall and crawled behind the wall.
Lucas was moving the bricks from the wall and tapped on the toilet twice. He heard three taps and knew the ghost was clear. Sliding the screw into the cell, he looked down at his watch- six fourteen - everything was going right on schedule. The toilet moved and he saw Nathan reaching his hand out.
"How are you going to get us out of here?"
Lucas smiled and pulled out the some paper that he had got from his cell the first day and placed it over the door. "I made this the first day I was here,"
"From what?"
"When my door closed I put this paper between the door and side.
"Why?"
"It shows the weak spot on this door. When we redone the jail I made sure to have everything in it's right place just for toady." Lucas taped the paper to the door. He took the screw, which Nathan just now noticed that it looked like a drill bit. Lucas moved the screw to the middle of the paper and started moving it back and forth making a hole.
"I thought that door would be stronger then that," Nathan whispered not taking his eyes off what Lucas was doing.
"These doors were made cheaper then the other ones. We went over budget and went with the weaker doors for the hole." Lucas broke threw the metal and was still moving the screw. "Time?"
"Six thirty two,"
Now behind Lucas was still moving the screw. They heard a click and Lucas smiled at him.
Opening the door Lucas looked both ways and saw the halls were clear. Pointing over to the wall vent Nathan nodded. They ran over to the vent and Nathan pulled it off, Lucas was the first one to go inside as his older brother pulled the vent back into place behind them. Crawling on their stomachs, they made a few left turns, and then some right ones. To Nathan it felt like they were going around in circles. Then Lucas stopped and kicked open another vent.
Jumping down, Nathan saw that they were now in the back of the prison walls. Lucas looked down at his watch. It was six forty. They ran down the corridor making their way down to a pipe.
"The one on the right," Nathan walked over and pulled on a hatch to the pipe and it opened. Nathan was right behind his brother as they ran down the pipes. Lucas told Nathan to be quite as they saw some daylight coming through the vent above an inmates walking over it. Six fifty and they were only half way to the shed. They started to run again as they heard the guards yell that yard time was over.
Seven o'clock and they had just made it to the drain at the shed. Lucas didn't see anything at the bottom and he whistled. Skills looked down and Lucas pointed to the cover. Skills and Fergie pulled open the cover as the two climbed up the ladder.
"You're late fish," Lucas and Nathan both had their hands on their knees breathing heavy.
"We have ten minutes to get to the infirmary," They saw the door opening and everyone held their breaths.
"What the hell are you two doing in here?" A guard yelled when he spotted the two Scott brothers. He was reaching for his radio as Junk walked up from behind and smacked him in the head with a shovel, knocking him out cold.
"Tie him up. We need to get going," They found some old rope and tied him up. Lucas grabbed the radio, as he tore the bottom of his shirt off and tied around the guard's mouth.
"Sir we still haven't been able to find Dan Scott," Agent Martin said to his boss.
"Damn it, keep looking! He was the one who gave her the information,"
"Mr. President it's time," Agent Parker opened the door and the old man stood up
"Find him and kill him. Also kill Haley James and anyone who has helped her,"
"Even Brian?"
"Everyone," Martin looked over at his partner both of them didn't know what to do.
Five after seven and they were just now heading for the infirmary. After the run in with the guard all, six of them shaken up even, Junk and that didn't happen often. As they ran the water in the sewer splashed up on their legs. Lucas made a right hand turn and they came right up to a vent.
Seven twelve - two minutes. Lucas kicked it a couple of times and it almost fell to the floor before he could grab it. After everyone was out of the sewer, they ran down the hall. Suddenly, Lucas stopped, and everyone behind him ran into his outstretch arms. He saw Jake and Brooke kissing in a room only a few feet down from the infirmary. Lucas motioned to every to keep quiet as they prepared for their escape.
They all walked over to the door and Nathan pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the door.
"Skills, we need blankets," Skills ran over to the cabinet and started to pull all blankets that were inside. Nathan and Fergie were about to pull the bars down when they heard keys rattling. They all looked at window as Jake walked right past them without looking inside the room. Lucas nodded his head and they pulled the bars down.
Jake stopped when he saw the vent cover on the floor. He looked down the hallway and saw Brooke was walking out of the office. He put his hand up and she stopped.
"Requesting back up to the infirmary,"
"10-4 back up is on its way," He pointed to the wall and Brooke looked inside and saw Nathan was crawling on the wire with something over his stomach. He mouthed 'how many' and she held up six fingers.
"Sound the alarm," Jake said into his radio and the alarm was going off.
Lucas heard the alarm going off and he looked up to see Brooke. Skills was now about half way over the wire when Fergie started his way out to the wire. He looked over to Junk who walked over and grabbed her. He had a knife in his hand.
"Call it off Jake," Lucas said as he walked out and saw Jake was standing with two other guards. Lucas looked over and saw Keith going out the window as the lights and sirens were still going off.
"Let her go," Junk pulled Brooke inside the room and they locked the door.
"Only three people have the key to this room Peyton, Whitey and us go,"
Junk ran over to the window as Lucas tied up Brooke. Jake was watching the whole thing while frantically trying to get the door open.
"Please let me go," Tears were running down her face as Lucas looked at Brooke. He looked behind him and saw Jake was still trying to get into the room.
"I'm sorry Brooke,"
"Inmates have a hostage and four of them are over the wall. One still inside," Lucas saw the bag of things that Peyton had left and grabbed it.
"Come on Lucas," He heard his brother yell as the sirens were getting closer to the prison. Lucas ran over to the wire and crawled out on it.
Whitey walked over to Jake and grabbed his keys. He saw Lucas was halfway over the wire. The door open and Jake ran over to Brooke who was still crying.
"We have a 1039. Inmates over the wall,"
Whitey and Jake walked over to the window to see Lucas was standing on top of the wall looking back at them.
Lucas looked back at the place he hoped he'd never have to see again. He stared back at Whitey and Jake one last time before turning around. He took a deep breath as he slid down a pipe to where he brother was waiting for him safely on the ground. Lucas's task was done. Nathan was alive and free.
Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed the story. I'm writing the second part right now don't know when it will posted. In the next story you will meet a new FBI agent whose purpose is to hunt down the six escape prisoners. Once again thanks to bluebird24 for making the story so much better.