Chapter ten
I stood outside the bars, Lincoln fist crashed into Whytt's face, I kept my eyes open watching it, but it was hard to believe this was the same man that cuddles up to me at night, "Call the General and tell him you killed us!" Lincoln's voice growled, I couldn't help but place a hand on the bars. "Or my hand isn't going to get tired!" he added holding his fist to his face.
"I hope your mouth gets tired…" Whytt said while I stepped back from the bars, Lincoln started to punch him again, the sound unsettle my stomach as I watched Bellick rush in to pull him away, I placed my hands on my stomach before sitting down next to Fernando who after a few hours sleep, the morphine had worn off, and he was feeling semi better.
"I told you not to let her watch!" Lincoln snapped at Bellick as they walked to the table, my eyes finding Lincoln as he wiped the blood off his knuckles. "Becca, I didn't want you to see that!" he added while I didn't say anything.
"Linc being the crap out of him isn't going to work, his not like most men, his like a bad ass assassin, so I am just trying to say beating him, isn't gonna work!" I placed my hands on the table before feeling Michael touch my shoulders; he looked to his brother trying to keep the mood calm.
"Plus even if we get him to call the General, don't you think for one second a military veteran isn't going to hear the fear in his voice, and know he was conversed into saying it…" Michael's voice cool, but Lincoln looked back to the cage.
"I just need a few more minutes with him!" his voice low and I rolled my eyes.
"Linc, his no use to us, if you knock him unconscious!" I moved on the chair trying to get comfortable.
"Becca has a point, but we need to get something out of him soon, I don't think Mahone can wait much longer!" Bellick said as we all glanced over to Alex sitting on his own staring at the cage.
I sat still looking to Whytt in the cage, my eyes going to a sandwich that Michael had placed in front of me; I glance up to Michael before taking a deep breath. "I'm not hungry right now…" I said before Michael put down a glass of water, then my prenatal vitamins.
"Rebecca, you need to eat something, and Linc doesn't need to be worrying about you…" he said while I put the vitamins in my mouth before drinking some of the cold water, my eyes still staring at the sandwich and placed my hands on my bump, it had been nine hours since she last made a noticeable movement.
"Ok…" I could se Fernando watching me out of the corner of his eyes as I took a bite of the cheese and pickle sandwich that tasted good, and made me realise how hungry I really was.
"I assume we haven't made much progress with our friend over there!" Don said walking into the main room holding a silver case, my eyes shifted from my food to him, but everyone in the room was giving him the same expression.
"Any suggestions?" Michael said while sitting on the table, his hand kept touching my arm, but Lincoln was watching Don like a hawk.
"How about we talk to him?" Don said while I could laugh, my hands placed the piece of sandwich I was eating back on the table.
"Great, want to give him some milk and cookies while you're at it?" Fernando said while drinking from a carton of milk, my eyes going to Don who was looking confident.
"No, how about just some nice conversation…" he said placing the silver case on the table, my eyes going to Lincoln trying to not look so excited.
"Oh I really fancy some Oreos and milk…" I said lightly while Michael's eyes quickly watched me, and I shrugged. "So nervous, plus cookies do sound good about now…" I said while Lincoln walked behind me kissing my forehead.
"I'll go get you some…" his hand tapped my arm before walking off towards the kitchen, and Don was watching me closely.
I walked into the cage; I could feel his eyes suddenly on me closely, "So they sent Florence Nightingale to get me all ready to cooperate…" He said slowly as I stand folding my arms across my chest, my eyes focused on his as I now take a deep breath.
"Actually I'm here to help you, despite what you've done, because I'm a doctor and you're a prisoner…"
"You're gonna save me?" He asked catching my attention as I take a deep breath looking away from him.
"Don Self has a silver case out there, and I don't know what's in it." I said while I tried to keep calm, it was the one thing that was getting easier to do as time went by. "And I imagined you don't want to find out, so I figured if you and I have a talk…"
"You make me see the light?" he asked with his smooth tone, my eyes staring at him.
"If you don't call the General you're as good as dead!" I stated while keeping my arms close to me, this wasn't going so easy for me, but I kept my game face on.
"I've already been a lot more worse things that dead in my life, doctor." His eyes kept dead on me, "So you better hand more than that to threaten me with…" his eyes rolled over before looking away, and I now placed a hand on my belly trying to remember what I was doing.
I sat in the cage watching the cell phone dance along the table, my hand reached out taking his cell phone looking to the caller ID, "So your friends have been calling you a lot." I glanced from the ringing phone to him. "They must be wondering where you are…" I added while playing the phone over in my hands.
"That's right, they're wondering, and the longer they do, the more danger you're in…" hi eyes scanning down to my baby bump as I place my hands over it.
"Call the General, and say what they want you to say." I snapped glaring at him, his eyes meeting mine with a smirk.
"And what? You'll let me go?" his voice kept the calm town, my eyes kept on his.
"No but Don Self will make sure that you spend the rest life in a decent facility without the death penalty!" I said trying to be clean as I could.
"Either way if I make the call or not, I'm dead…" he said while I kept watching him carefully, I closed my eyes. "And you know that…" he said while I opened my eyes again. "And we both know that you as a doctor, and a expecting mother, won't let that happen…" his voice shaken up a little, "So please, let you and I figure a way out of this mess that works for everybody…" his voice weak, and I now look out the cage trying to keep myself together.
I'd sat in this cage for about an hour of my life, my eyes watching him, as he kept watching Alex on the other side of the cage. "I'm not different from that man over there… Who wants to kill me." He stated while I glanced from him to Alex, my heart pounding hard against my chest. "Alexander Mahone was forced to do things by The Company, and so was I." his eyes focused on mine once more, "But I know people, people in government who can help you and Lincoln, I can give you a phone number, arrangements can be made all you have to do is trust me, and this will all be over…" he spoke softly watching me closely. I felt my hand brush over my belly before getting to my feet; I walked out of the cage before locking the door.
"It is over…" I said walking away from him; I didn't even look back to him.
I now placed the tap recorder on the table, Don looked to me with a smile before I now rolled my eyes, I looked at him set the tape up to the laptop he had, my eyes going to Alex, as Don mumbled on about what even, and I kept an eye on Alex.
"Do you still have that Ambulance?" he asked standing up, Don glanced from the laptop to me, and then to Alex.
"Yeah…" he said and we watched Alex walk away, I glanced on the table seeing the glass of milk and Oreos.
"Yeah Linc left them there for you…" Don said, I now moved over to the plate of cookies and milk I sat down watching Don do the rest of what he was doing, dipping the cookie into the milk while Don finished what he was doing, and I stared at him.
"You know, I am honestly scared for him…" I said while glancing to the finished cookies, and the milk that had Oreo crumbs floating on the surface as I drunk it quickly.
"Well Whytt is getting what's coming to him!" Don snapped the case shut while I placed the now empty glass down, my eyes connected with his slowly.
"I'm not scared for Whytt, never scared for him, but I am worried about Alex, his lost so much, his done so much, but in the end, it's going to boil down to this, and when his finished, his still going to be in pain…" I now moved to my feet before watching Don walk into the cage, I stayed back, my eyes going to Alex carrying a black Duffle bag, my eyes found his, they were cold, dark and intimidating, I reached a hand out touching his arm.
"Alex, don't lose yourself, remember who you are…" I said softly, his eyes lost some of the cold, but I could still see the anger.
"Becca, I don't want you to be here, when I do, what I have to do…" his voice calm, but I kept still, his hand moved to my baby bump, his fingers softly brushed over my shirt, and I felt it, the little swirl of her rolling over, and I could feel the tear rolling down my cheek. "So go take a walk, I'll call you when it's safe to come back, ok…" he then handed me a few fifty dollar bills, his eyes finding mine, "You need to start buying baby stuff…" he gave me a painful smile as I now hugged him quickly before walking away.
I was walking down a row of shops when my phone jingled; I reach in taking it out, my eyes seeing Lincoln's ID, "Linc…" I said quickly.
"Rebecca, where are you?" he asked, I now glanced around the shop I had left holding some bags with baby junk, my eyes staring at a road side.
"I'm at Third street…" I started, I could hear Lincoln breathing heavy on his end of the phone. "Linc, what's wrong?" I asked while I could still hear his deep breathing, it was hard for me to keep calm myself. "Lincoln talk to me!" I snapped the silence.
"Just stay where you are, I'm coming to get you…" he finally said before hanging up, I now glanced around the other shoppers, my hands holding my bump before sitting down, I couldn't help but have a sinking feeling something was seriously wrong.