LOYALTIES CH.2
"How could I let this happen?"Lincoln thought, guiltily. I should have never went along with his plan, but I gave in. And now this.
"Lincoln, where the hell are we man?" Sucre asked, looking around the small town they had just came into after exiting the woods.
" I don't know. Never been here before." he answered, feeling uneasy.
"Looks like one of them towns in a Steven King movie or some shit like that." C-Note said, feeling a shiver go through him just thinking about the
possibility.
"Wouldn't think a big boy like you would be such a puss. To bad your momma aint here to protect you." T-bag said with a sneer and laughter.
"I'd suggest you shut up you stupid fucker, 'fore I cap your ass." was the other man's angry retort.
"In that case, let him keep on talking I say." Abruzzi said in his slow, lazy manner of speaking, as he asked himself why he hadn't just parted ways
with these idiots after escaping.
"I don't know where we are, but we're gonna find out so come on." Lincoln said, shifting his brothers weight slightly in his arms before starting
toward what looked like the center of the town.
"I wanna know who made you the boss?" T-bag asked, staring defiantly at Lincoln." Way I see it, we aint gotta do a damn thing you say."
Lincoln took several deep breaths and felt anger boiling through his viens. That man hadn't been anything but trouble since he connived
his way into escaping with them., he'd killed an innocent gaurd, who had a family, claiming he'd done it for the cause, and when he'd almost
went down for it, he'd sworn he would take them down with him. So as far as Lincoln was concerned he could kill this cocky little queer
shit who was standing before him, and not feel the smallest amount of guilt.
He walked to where Sucre was and started to hand Micheal over to the other man when his brother all the suddenly put his hand on his arm, and
said,"Lincoln, just ignore him. He's not worth it." his serious eyes locked with his brothers pleadingly.
"Alright Mike." he replied, and turned away from the man who's life his brother had probably just saved, and continued towards the town.
"A bit of advive, I wouldn't keep pushing Mr. Burrows if I were you." Abruzi drawled."I believe he finds you to be a bit expendable." he added, and
chuckling softly, followed the brothers and the other men across the street, leaving T-bag standing alone, glaring at their backs.
He stood there for a few minutes and looked around before deciding that maybe he should try and avoid any more confrontations, for now at least.
cause this place they were at spooked him and he didn't want to be alone here. When they got to somewhere that was a little more populated
though he'd let Mr. Burrows know excactly what he thought of him.So just be a good boy. For now.
They reached the center of the town and were shocked to see that there was not a light on anywhere. No streetlights, no porch lights, nothing.
"Hey Linc, do you not find this shit weird esae."Sucre whispered.
"Very."he replied honestly, as he looked around trying to decide the next course of action to take.
"Mike,do you know where we are?" he asked his brother, who was staring wide-eyed around from Lincolns arms.
"No,it must be one of the small towns just past the state line I guess." he answered, his voice not much more than a whisper.
"You guess? I thought you was Mr. Masterplan. You ain't gotta map of the states tattooed on your body somewhere too?" T-bag
asked sarcastically as he came up behind them.
Before Lincoln could say anything C-note looked at him and said," My turn Linc." before turning around and punching the other man, sending
him sprawling to the paved road."Say one more fucking word man. Just.. one... more... word... about Mike, and I'll kill yo ass. You
understand me bitch?"
T-bag stood up wiping blood from his lip,"I understand you perfectly boy." then went and stood a ways away.
"Thank's."Lincoln said smiling for the first time in hours.
"My pleasure brother, I been wanting to do that since I met his ass, so call it my gift to you big guy."C-note said, patting Lincoln on the back.
The had reached a place that was supposedly a hotel, and since there was apparantly no doctors or anything of the sort to be seen, Lincoln
suggested they get some rooms for the night. After a brief conversation, the others agreed, even T-bag, cause they all needed a good nights
sleep after having been on the run for the past two days.
Then they were faced with the problem of trying to explain Micheal's current condition to whomever might be running the desk. In the end it was
decided that Sucre would stay outside with Micheal and T-bag while the others went in to inquire about the rooms.
"How you doing Mike?" Sucre asked, as Micheal leaned heavily against him on the bench in front of the hotel.
"Huh?" Micheal answered after a moment, turning to look at the man with watery unfocused eyes.."Did you say something?"
"Nah, nevermind."Sucre said with a sigh,and Micheal nodded his head, before returning his gaze forward staring at nothing.
"Way I figure it boys,"T-bag said loudly, directing his words towards Sucre and Mike,"We done dug ourselves out of prison and
straight into a big ole bowl of shit. So far nothing positives come from it, fish here bravely jumps in front of his dear brother, taking the
bullet meant for him, then don't tell nobody till two days later, so because of this we have to change our plans and come to this shithole
town where it looks like they ain't even got power, or a doctor I might add. I'll be this first one to say it boys, we're fucked. Yep, taking a
big one up the ass." he concluded.
"You oughta like that then." Mike said with a snicker, followed by a cough so fierce it doubled him over, and when finished left him gasping for
air,his face bright red, and his eyes watering.
"Telling you something fish? That maybe you should be careful 'bout what you say huh?" T-bag retorted, and followed it by doing mock coughing.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Get the hell away from us!" Sucre demanded.
Inside the hotel Lincoln, C-note,and Abruzzi had first thought there was noone running the desk after ringing the bell ten times. Finally though
when C-note had his hand poised to ring it again, a woman appeared out of nowhere and swatted the mans hand with a flyswat.
"Ow, are you crazy lady? That hurt." he whined, cradling his one hand in his other.
"I heard you the first ten times you rang the bell. It takes time to get to here from the office. So to answer your question sir, no I am not crazy.
You are just impatient." she said condescendingly, adding a overly sweet smile.
He scowled at her and Lincoln took this as an oppurtune time to chime in asking,"Do you have any rooms available?"
"Sure do. Got two of them available." she answered politely.
"Can we rent them for the night?" Lincoln asked.
"I don't know, they're the two best rooms, and are pretty expensive." she said hesitantly.
"Money, is not a problem my dear." Abruzzi drawled out."Of that I can assure you."
"How many are there of you?" she asked.
Lincoln hesitated a moment before answering,"Six, there's six of us."
"Well the bedrooms only have two beds in each so you would have to share, unless somebody sleeps on the floor or something." she said thoughtfully.
"One of the guys is my brother, so that won't be an issue for us, and I'm sure the rest of you guys can work something out. Right?" Lincoln said,and after
they nodded their heads he payed her the money, and she gave them the keys, and walked them upstairs to where the rooms were.
"What! No television?" C-note said in dismay.
"I don't see a phone either." Abruzzi said.
"Around here we feel theres no use for such things. They're only violence and devilry anyway. Will that be a problem for you fellows?" she asked.
"You do have power and water though?" Lincoln asked.
"Of course." she replied , sounding annoyed by the question.
"Then we'll take it." Lincoln said. No television was a good thing in his book. They'd be safe here for a while, or at least he hoped they would.
Following her back downstairs he asked her,"Do you have a doctor in town, or anywhere close by?"
"Well we got doctor childress but all he does is deliver babies. Never have a need for a doctor for anything else around here." she replied.
This place gets weirder and weirder, C-note thought. What kinda town has no tv's, radios,telephones, or doctors.
"Ok, thanks."Lincoln said, and went out to retrieve his brother.
"Look Micheal, they don't have a doctor at all in this town, but we're gonna have to stay here tonight. So we'll do what we can for you in the room
and then we'll get you a doctor tomorrow, I promise." he said kneeling in front of his brother to look eye to eye with him.
"O-okay." Was his reply, and Lincoln helped him up."I need you to try and walk normal okay bro? I'm getting a weird feeling about this
place, and I don't want them to kmow you're hurt alright?" he asked.
"I'll try."Mike said, and stood up straight, wavering a bit at first, but finally got it under control, and they made their way inside past the
woman who was now sitting behind the check-in desk staring at each of them as they filed by.
"Hello." Micheal said, smiling as best he could, when he went past her.
She smiled back and nodded her head in greeting, a small blushing appearing on her cheeks.
"I think she likes you Mikey," C-note chided from where he stood behind him, ready to catch the younger man if he fell going up the stairs.
Finally they reached the two rooms and then came the arguing over who had to share a room with T-bag.
"I'm with my brother."Lincoln said with a grin.
"I'm with his brother too."Sucre added."We were cellmates, so we're practically blood." he added grinning.
Abruzzi and C-note looked at each other, then at T-bag before Abruzzi said," Me and C-note here will share a bed if that's alright with
him."
"Oh yeah, that sounds wonderful." C-note answered, looking at T-bag and shaking his head in disgust while saying,"Aint no way. No way."
"Guess I get a big ole bed all to my lonesome's then."T-bag said, with a pout.
"Damn straight."C-note stated.
"If you even look at me, I will kill you."Abruzzi drawled, and that my fruity friend is a promise."
"Your loss." T-bag said as he went into the other room and flopped on one bed.
"Is he gonna be alright?" C-not asked, indicating Micheal, who layed curled on the bed in a fetal position.
"Don't know, but I'm hopefull the bullet didn't hit anything major or he wouldn't have been up running for as long as he was, and I don't think it
started bleeding that badly until I checked it out, because it was like his shirt had melded with his back, like a second skin. It'll be a tough night,
but I'm here for him." he stated.
"Something ain't right about this place, or this whole town as a matter of fact, I can feel it man."C-note said quickly.
"Well, we'll get Mike a doctor tomorrow and then we'll be outta here."Lincoln said, laying his hand on the black man shoulder."I'm sure they're
just a little backwards towns all."
"Yeah I guess you're right. Well goodnight." he said, and walked to where Micheal laid and said,"You gonna be alright Fish, you just hang on."
and then left to join T-bag in their room.
Abruzzi was the last to go and he told Lincoln to keep one ear open because he too had a funny feeling about the place they were staying,
"Oh I will, and you had better keep an eye on T-bag, because I don't trust him."Lincoln suggested.
"Who does." Abruzzi drawled, before he to walked to where Micheal lay and said,"Good night." and then Lincoln, Micheal, and Sucre were finally
alone.
"I'll sleep with Mike. I wanna keep an eye on him." Lincoln told Sucre, who had already expected this and was laying on the other bed.
"Can you help me get his shirt and stuff off, if you don't mind?" Lincoln asked.
"Don't mind at all." he replied, and they started undressing Micheal. The pants were easy, but everytime they started to take the shirt off he would
yell in pain, and finally Lincoln had to put his hand over his mouth to stop his yells attracting any unwanted attention.
After washing his back and the wound, Lincoln went into the bathroom , and luckily there was some gauze and tape, which he applied to
Micheals back
Throughout the night Lincoln, Micheal, and sucre got no sleep.
Lincoln noticed his brother was sweating and kept trying to kick the blanket off he'd put on him, and then he drifted in and out of delirium, calling
Sara, and crying with guilt over the gaurd that had been shot.
Then the real pain came, and he started moaning, and crying, while holding Lincolns hand begging him not to leave him alone by himself,
and Lincoln sat on the bed and cradled his brothers head in his lap. "I won't Mike. I won't. I promise."
Three hours later Sucre walked up beside the bed, and after saying he would't take no for and answere, he took Lincolns place beside Micheal
on the bed.
He'd been sitting there for a couple hours when Mike started crying out in pain again, and Sucre did his best to calm the feverish man.
"You're not gonna die Mike. I think if it was a serious injury you wouldn'y have lasted this long." he said consolingly.
Micheal said nothing else that night, but cried and whimpered as Sucre cradled him, wishing the boy's pain away.
It went on as so for the remainder of the night, and when the sun rose Sucre breathed a sigh of relief.
It was sunny, beutiful day.
Maybe evrything would be okay.
No such luck, it was checkout time and they went downstairs, and that's when they realized something was terribly wrong.
TBC
I'm thinking about making it a little supernatural maybe, or something else unexpected. R&R