Thanks for the great reviews and advice:) Though I didn't get what the one person meant by saying I double spaced everything? So please
explain:) Hope you like this latest installment! And Simileum, C-note is the black guy who gave Micheal the medicine to counteract the shots that
Sara gives him:) And I guess me having him call Micheal, Mike is a force of habit cause I have a little brother named Micheal and several friends
named Micheal also that I call Mike for short, but I didn't realize that Lincoln hasn't called Micheal that. So I'll try and just call him Micheal:)
Loyalties CH.3
Lincoln left his brother and the others to go downstairs and tell the woman when they'd be leaving, and was surprised when there
was noone to be found to tell. He decided he would go back upstairs with and wait another hour and come back down
again, maybe they were out to eating breakfast or something.
Coming into the room he saw the other three men from their group had gathered in there too, and were currently staring out the
window and talking hurriedly to each other.
"You need to come look at this Lincoln."Abruzzi drawled,gesturing for him to join them.
"What's going on?" he asked, then looked out of the window, and saw that their were several cars parked right in front of
the hotel, and as he watched, three beefy men got out of one of them, then one reached back in and dragged out a man
who's hands were tied behind his back,one of the others went to another car and pulled out an older woman and teenage
girl, whose hands were also tied, and the girl had a gag in her mouth.
"What the hell?" Lincoln said. Watching as several more men got out of the cars, three carrying guns, started to the hotel.
"What's happening Lincoln?" Micheal asked weakly from the bed.
"Nothing bro, just some people outside, that's all."he replied.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door to the room they were in, and they undecidedly looked at it, not sure if they should open
it or not.
The knocking continued and had an almost frenzied sound to it, getting louder and louder,
"Who the hell is that Lincoln?"Sucre asked.
"Don't know, but I'm sure as hell gonna find out."he answered as he walked to the door, and after mentally preparing himself for
anything, then physically preparing himself by picking up a lamp (a lame weapon he knew, but you gotta take what you can get)
he reached the door and said,"Who's there?"
After a long silence a female voice finally spoke,"It's me Cassie."
"I don't know any Cassie." Lincoln stated.
"The woman from the check in desk."She explained.
"Okay,so what do you want?"he asked.
"Please let me come in and I'll tell you."she said hurriedly.
He looked at his brother, and the other men who were all shaking their heads no.
"How about you tell me from out there." he demanded.
"I am only trying to help you, so let me in."she replied.
"What do we need your help for?"he asked in confusion.
"Let me in and I'll tell you."she pleaded.
"Are you by yourself?"he asked, feeling himself about to give in.
"Yes,its just me."she answered.
"Alright, but just wait a second." he said as he walked to where his brother was tryng to sit up,with Sucre standing near the bed, ready to aid
the younger man if needed.
"I don't know what the deal is guys, but you keep an eye on him." he whispered to Sucre, nodding his head at Micheal."And Micheal, try and
act normal okay? For some reason I don't want them to know you're hurt, just a feeling I have. Can you do that for me?"
"Yeah,I'll try."Micheal answered, but Lincoln knew just by looking at him anybody could tell he far from normal. Giving him a reassuring
rub on the head he went to open the door.
She was standing outside of the door, and Lincoln could hardly believe how different she looked. Before she had been wearing a brown
skirt and blouse, with her dark hair pulled into a bun, and wearing glasses. He'd thought her to be plain, and in her mid-thirties.
The woman standing outside their door now was, well for the lack of a better word gorgeous, now wearing low cut jeans and a silky
looking tanktop, with her dark hair falling in waves around her face,and no glasses hiding her piercing blue eyes. He could
hardly believe it was the same person, and obviously neither could Sucre who had came up behind him, now gaping at the woman.
"Where's your manners man? Invite the lady in."Sucre said with a big smile. Lincoln groaned inward, thinking of how just moments earlier
Mr. wheres your manners, had been adamant in him not letting the woman in. Guess we know what head he thinks with.
"Come in, Cassie, is it?" Lincoln asked as he moved allowing her to enter.
"Yes, that's right." she answered looking around the room at all the men, and seeing Micheal sitting on his bed leaning forward, allowed her eyes to
linger on him momentarily before finishing her inspection.
"So? Just what is going on and why do we need your help?" Lincoln asked.
"First, tell me your names, since you know mine."she requested.
"Sure, whatever, my names Lincoln, that man over there's name is C-note, the dashing gentleman who accompanied me to the door is Sucre, he's
Abruzzi, and that man's name is T-bag."Lincoln answered.
"What about you?" she asked looking at Micheal.
"M-micheal."he answered.
"Well, Micheal and co. you picked a bad night to visit our little hotel. Those people that I'm sure you saw get out of their cars, they're kidnappers."
she said calmly.
"Kidnappers? Why are they here? And who have they kidnapped?" Abruzzi asked suspiciously.
"They're here because my father is one of the kidnappers."she answered with a sad smile."And those people that they have are the family
members of someone that screwed my dad over in a deal."
"Shit, we've gotta get outta this bitch!" C-note said loudly.
"Gotta hand it to you Lincoln,"T-bag said,"You sure know how to pick hotels, towns too for that matter."and narrowed his eyes at him.
"It was quite the surprise when you all showed up her yesterday. We havent had many guests down this way in a while, and the night
before this goes down, there you are."she said with a bitter laugh.
"Why didn't you just not rent us the rooms then?"Abruzzi asked angrily.
"I thought you would be gone before they got back, but they've came back earlier than I expected."she answered with a shrug.
"Okay, then we'll just leave and act like we didn't see anything."Sucre suggested hopefully.
"Sorry,we can't do that. You saw the people and know where we're keeping them."she said, shaking her head.
"Look lady, we ain't gonna tell nobody nothing, I assure you of that." T-bag chimed in.
"You expect me to believe you wont say anything, just because you say you wont?" she asked with a laugh.
"Let's just say that it would not be in our best interests to rat anyone out to the law."Abruzzi said.
"Why is that? Because you've just escaped from prison maybe?" she asked sarcastically.
"Shit, she knows who we are."C-note exclaimed.
"Yes, I do. I saw all your pictures on the tv last night."she said matter-of-factly.
"Thought you didn't have any tv's."Abruzzi said.
"I lied." she replied with a smile.
"Cassie, if you saw us on tv, then you know we won't tell anything to the cops, it would be as bad for us as it would for you."Lincoln stated.
"I wondered why she didn't blink at the fact we had on prison clothes man."they heard C-note whisper to Sucre.
"Well Lincoln, normally I would agree with you on that, but these are special circumstances. See those people outside are the wife, son, and
granddaughter of the prison you just escaped from's warden Henry Pope." she said.
"Like we give a damn about that bastard."T-bag said with a scoff.
"So may be the case, but we're not gonna take the risk of one of you developing a conscience,or better yet, telling them to try and gain some
brownie points to get you aquited of whatever you did to end up in prison."she said."So..it looks like you'll be joining our other guests downstairs
for the time being."
"I ain't going no damn where you crazy bitch."T-bag said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, but you will." she replied with a smile, then after whistling, three men came into the room, all armed.
"I said I'm not going anywhere."T-bag repeated angrily."I didn't escape from prison just to be held hostage by people who have an agenda against
the fucking warden. That's just bullshit."
"I'm gonna give you one last chance to make the right choice."she said.
"Screw you, I done made my choice. I'm outta here."he said and walked towards the door.
She nodded her head at the man closest to him, and he raised his gun.
Lincoln realized what was about to happen but before he could reacte the man pulled the trigger, and T-bag fell, dead before he hit the floor.
"They killed him."Sucre said unbelievingly.
"That's right, and unless any of you want to suffer the same fate you better get moving."She declared.
"I always thought I'd be happy when somebody finally killed him."C-note said in awe, as he, Sucre, and Abruzzi were escorted out the door.
Cassie looked at Lincoln, who was standing beside where Micheal was laying.
"All of you."she said.
"Cassie, my brothers hurt, he was shot during the escape. I've got to get him to a hospital or something before it's too late."Lincoln said,
looking at her pleadingly.
"I thought something was wrong with him."she stated."Still though, he's just gonna have to wait until we get our reimbursement from Pope.
Till then nobody's going anywhere. So pretty boy, get on up and go downstairs like you were told before you get another hole to add to your
collection." she added with a smile.
Lincoln helped Micheal up, and they slowly moved downstairs to where the other hostages were.
When reaching the living room where they were being held Cassie ordered Lincoln to sit on the couch, and to lay Micheal on the floor
in the corner
"He needs help, and he's scared. You've got to at least let me sit with him."Lincoln pleaded.
"No,just think of him as an assurance to us that you won't try to pull ant funny business."she said with a laugh.
"I'm a doctor, let me take a look at him."Pope's son said.
After a moments thought, while looking at Micheal laying curled on his side, sweating, and shaking she finally relented.
"Make it fast."she said.
The man went and kneeled on the floor beside Micheal.
"I'm gonna need you to lay on your stomach Micheal so I can look, okay?"Pope's son asked
"A-alright."he answered and slowly rolled himself onto his stomach.
The man pulled up his shirt, ad was immediately able to see the small hole in the younger man's back, and also saw it was
turning a greenish color, and had lines running from it.
"How long ago did this happen?" he asked Lincoln.
"Almost three days ago."he answered.
"You mean you've let this kid(or at least what he considered a kid) go three days with a bullet in his back?" he asked.
"We didn't even know about it till yesterday cause he hid it from us."Lincoln answered hesitantly, feeling guilty all over again.
"Will he be alright?"
"I couldn't say at this point, but I can say that the sooner we get that bullet out, the better chance he has."The man answered.
"How can we do that? Unless you got a foldup operating room somewhere with some painkillers handy."Lincoln said angrily.
"No I don't, but all I needs a sharp knife and some strong hands to hold him down" he said.
"No Lincoln, don't let him do it. Please."Micheal pleaded.
"We gotta let him Micheal."Lincoln said."I'm not gonna let you lay there and die, if there's something he can do, then I'm
going to let him do it."
"This is all very touching."Cassie said sarcastically."But I'm giving you ten minutes to do it if you're going to, after that, no more
chances."
"Sorry Micheal."Was all Lincoln said as the doctor beckoned to the other men to help hold him down.
The older woman they'd kidnapped, pope's wife, came over to join them, and after picking up Micheals hand to give him support said
"It's alright dear. This is necessary to help you."she said in a soothing tone.
"N-no don't let him." he pleaded once again, as she looked at him sympathetically.
"Ok people, here goes nothing." the doctor said while cutting into Micheals back.
He bucked, and screamed , yelling for his brother to help him as the man dug around in the wound, trying to locate the bullet.
"Shh dear, just calm down. He's almost done." Pope's wife said soothingly.
Finally when Lincoln was about to make the doctor stop, he located the bullet and held it up triumphantly.
"Thank god."Sucre muttered, he didn't know Micheal that well, other than what he'd learned about him in prison, but he had grown fond of
him, and didn't enjoy seeing him in so much pain.
The doctor finished cleaning the wound, and after putting a bandage on it, rose with a sigh.
"Is he gonna be okay now?" Lincoln asked.
"He needs to be in a hospital."the man answered."He's got a bad infection, and it's spreading throughout his body, taking the bullet
out did buy us more time though.
Cassie told the men who had been holding Micheal down to go back to the other side of the room, and even though he asked, wouldn't let
Lincoln stay with his brother.
Lincoln looked like he was about to explode with anger, but as he was about to do something stupid, the teenage girl spoke up.
"Let me sit with him m'am. He shouldn't have to be alone."she said sadly.
"Fine. Get over there, but keep him quite, his moanings already getting on my nerves."she said.
The girl went and sat near him, and lifted his head up, laying it in her lap.
"Hey Micheal. My names Kim. Is it alright with you if I sit with you for a while?"she asked, and she couldn't help but notice how cute he was.
"O-okay, just don't wanna be alone.'he muttered.
"Not a problem. I don't have anywhere to be, unless you didn't notice, and plus, how many times come when a girl can be near a hottie
like you. If only I was a few years older." she added with a sigh, as he looked at her with watery eyes.
At that moment one of the men who came with Cassie, came bursting into the house, holding a cell phone out to Cassie."It's him. It's
pope."
TBC
This chapter is a bit crappy, I know. But I developed a bit of writers block. The next chapter will be better, I promise!