Chapter ten

Emma sat at the table while every else, but Katt and Alex had returned, their faces looked miserable, but Emma counted the numbers. "Where's Brad?" she said getting to her feet, but Fernando's face said too much, Lincoln looked in shock, so did Michael. "What… Oh dear god!" Emma held her hand to her face, she didn't think Bradley Bellick was the most pleasant of men to be around, but then him being here, she couldn't help but not hate him. Lincoln quickly rushed to her side, he rubbed his hands up and down her arms.

"He did it, so I didn't have to, he didn't want L.J or you to lose me!" he said while Emma kept frozen, Alex and Katt walked in, and Katt stared at everyone.

"Erm, who died!" she stated, and Alex knew who was missing right away.

"Brad, you idiot!" he muttered while Emma was now slowly crying, she knew it was stupid, but he wasn't a bad guy, a jerk in some cases, but never an out right evil SOB!

Katt swallowed. She didn't feel bad here either. It was fully clear Katt was a heartless bitch.
Emma caught the look in Katt's eye. "OH MY GOD!" She yelled at her standing up.
It made Katt nervous she stepped back.
"YOU DON'T FEEL BAD! AT ALL!" She looked pissed off.
"I..." Katt stopped herself.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, HOW CAN YOU, WATCH LIFE DISAPPEAR? I ..." Emma felt dizzy.
Lincoln stood behind her, holding her shoulders and mostly her up. Emma was red faced glaring to Katt.
Who refused to say anything else. She walked past, to the kitchen maybe for a snack.

Emma now sat back at the table before placing her head in her arms, the body count had started, and she wondered if it was a matter of days. Who was going to be next, Fernando, Alex, Katt, Michael, Lincoln or even Katt. God this was too much, she didn't know what to do getting to her feet heading to the stairs, she was tired, and she wanted to sleep and just try and wake up and this all been a bad dream. Maybe she'd wake up in her apartment, still an employee of Fox River, Sara no dead, Bellick not dead, but then Katt would be getting ready to die, and Lincoln. She rushed the last of the way to the bed covering her hands over her head starting to cry.

"Go after her Lincoln!" Michael said sharply before inhaling a hard breath.
Lincoln watched his brother. For the longest minute before he ran after Emma.
Katt wasn't so much worried about dying. Nine lives, the life of a cat. Meow.
Fernando was looking around, Depressing, Poor Brad.
"O..." Michael stopped quickly. His hands went to his head squeezing it hard he turned away in pain.
"Pickle?" Katt questioned alarmed.
"Head ache!" Michael gritted his teeth.

Don now entered the warehouse he glanced around to everyone, "Why isn't anyone working?" he asked as Michael glanced to Don, his eyes squinted.

"I need the rest of them pages to the bird book!" he snapped while Don glanced to Alex and Fernando.

"I got to ask, what's happened with Brad's body?" Alex asked trying to keep calm, he remembered the moment he met him, he remember asking him to help him, and it felt bad.

"Body was found, it's on ice!" Don said before turning to Michael, "Just know that I'll get into contact with Gretchen, you focus on that last card, and getting Scylla…"

Fernando finally looked up, his eyes finding Don, "I think we should have his body returned to hi mother, he would of wanted that…" he spoke softly, but Don shook his head.

"You all knew what you was getting into, so until I say so, no, his Body stays put!" his voice hard, and Fernando charged at him, his fist hit him hard before glaring darkly.

"Usted el hijo de una hembra, voy a jodiendo la matanza usted!" [You son of a bitch, I will fucking kill you!] Fernando spat as Alex now pulled Fernando off of Don.

Don patted down his shirt casually looking around. People have tired to beat his ass to many times.
Alex was still holding Fernando back who struggled.
"Do you want something?" Katt asked crossing her arms.
Don mocked her crossing his arms. "Do YOU want something?" He wiggled his eye brows.
"Gag." Katt said feeling the urge to puke.
Alex growled at Don who ignored that.
"Ship Brad's body back ..." Michael said the pain across his head subsiding.
"Or we WALK!" Fernando added.

Michael was now looking over the piece of the map that they got off of Gretchen, Emma was sitting beside him as Lincoln was running her shoulders, it was one of them moments where everyone was quiet, even Katt for once was behaving, well she was on the Macbook keeping to herself, she had nothing to miss about Bradley Bellick, he was an ass. But she knew everyone else was having moments of remembering what kind of man he was.

Michael now glanced up talking smart, it was one thing that he was practically a genius, but to run in the smart talk was enough to make everyone feel stupid. Lincoln glancing over his brother's shoulder tried to figure out what the letters meant, but now Emma's eyes started to look worried to Michael he held his fingers over the bridge of his nose as he started to swerve, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Emma screamed as he collapsed on the ground. Katt stared from her Macbook as everyone panicked, Michael lay on the ground as Lincoln rushed to his side, he looked to his brother in blink panic.

"Linc, this is getting to serious, we need to get him to a hospital…" she said feeling like she should have been more forceful, but Michael started to Come to feeling everyone staring at him, his eyes going to Lincoln.

"What happened…?" He asked slowly as Lincoln started to carry him to a car, and Katt was helping him slowly, her eyes watering, Michael knew it was serious cos Emma was in the driver's seat.

"Alex, I need you to find, David Bakers…" he said slowly, his voice slurred but Katt shut the door looking to Alex, he quickly kissed her through the open window. Lincoln on the driver's side touched Emma's face; he kissed her slowly, her hands running up his face. "Take care…" he whispered as she nodded.

"I'll phone you as soon as I know anything…" she whispered while her hand played over his touching her face, she now started the SUV backing out, driving to the hospital.

Emma, Michael and Katt sat in the waiting room. Emma was playing with her fake ID, was it Don's idea of a joke to make her Michael's wife, or did he just do everything in a rush, it was stupid, but then Katt was sitting looking to a baby leaflet title. 'You having a baby out of wedlock you are going to hell' and was giggling.

"I need to be helping the others…" he said in a low whisper, and Emma now rolled her eyes, she placed a hand on his shoulder, her eyes carefully studying him.

"No you need to be here, finding out what's wrong with you…" she replied, and Katt was now looking into a bridle magazine, her eyes glancing to Emma and Michael who sat next to each other.

"I hate hospitals, give me hebbie jebbies…" her eyes glanced over the model on the front of the magazine before Emma played a hand over Michael's hand, he watched her eyes, full of concern.

"Michael, you mean everything to Lincoln, if anything happened to you, it would hurt him, and so you need to look after yourself!" she finally said as a doctor come up to them asking questions.

When Michael was put in for his MRI scan, Emma and Katt sat in the waiting area, Katt's hand placed on Emma's she could tell from her friends eyes that she was worried, she was worried as well, she couldn't imagine why a world could be so fucked up that the bad guys get to be old, ugly rich fuckers, and the good guys like Michael have possible brain tumours. Katt looked to see Emma staring blank at the wall.

"I, think I need, I need." Emma stopped speaking.

"Emma, no, just remember, booze isn't the answer, you don't need it…" Katt held Emma's hand, it was the fact that they both was feeling the tension

"I mean, Katt… I, I love Michael…" Emma said softly making Katt's eyes snapped to her face.

"You what!" he face shocked, how could Emma be with Lincoln but love his younger brother, it wasn't right.

"Not that type of love, I mean, it's hard to explain, but you should know…" Her voice soft, but Katt knew it, she loved Michael too, he was a good man, a great man, but he was lying in a machine getting his brain scanned and it scared the hell out of Katt.

"I know Emma…" she said slowly seeing Michael joining them. Emma and Katt got to their feet hugging him from both sides, he was hugging them back, but his phone rung, and he took a deep breath stepping away taking the call, but come back looking freaked.

"We gotta go…" he said looking around worried, and Emma looked around, she didn't know what to do, but Katt was excited to go.

Emma's eyes seeing cops enter the waiting room, and they all tried to leave bumping into the doctor. "I think Michael should stay in over night…" everyone froze looking to the man. "I know who you are, and I am worried about your health!" he said but Michael glanced to Emma and then Katt.

"Can you call us with the results…" she said handing him a piece of paper with the number to her cell, he nodded and they quickly made I to the exit to the car that Katt got into the driver seat.

Everyone was now sitting around the table, it was Michael talking about the room with Scylla, Katt kept still listen him talk, Alex placed a hand around her his hand on her bump, but it was a moment everyone knew they needed to get right. Emma heard her phone ring getting to her feet walking away.

"Hello…" she said slowly, it was the neurologist from the hospital.

"I have the results, Michael his got a hamaratoma in his front temporal lobe, I would advise that we operate as soon as possible, it's pushing hard against his brain, and if it's not removed soon, it will kill him…" the doctor said, but Emma's eyes started to water.

"I'll let him know…" she now hung up the phone walking to Michael placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Was that the doctor?" he asked as Emma nodded, but then pointed outside, her hand taking his, but Lincoln could tell something was wrong.

When outside Emma placed her hands on his shoulders, her tears could stop falling.

"Michael, you have a hamaratoma, and you need an operation!" she said her eyes focused on his but he brushed the tears from her eyes.

"Emma, just three more days, I will have this over with then…" his voice a plea but Emma shook her head.

"No Michael, you have to, or you will die…"