LincolnxBellick
It was a cold day in New York New York. Snow was falling from the sky; dancing before the flakes hit the floor. Lincoln Burrows an escaped convict walked down Main Street blending in with the rest of the locals. He wore a long black leather coat that flustered in the wind. Underneath he wore a baby blue business shirt opened without a tie and a pair of lengthy almost baggy pair of corduroys. The crowd stopped at an intersection waiting for the passerby's light to flash to life. When it did Lincoln crossed the street. He spotted a police car labeled NYPD and his heart almost stopped completely. Upon arriving on the other side of the cross walk an all to familiar voice said, "Oh look what we have here. A dogs on the loose from its owner…me." The voice laughed. Lincoln turned around and saw Captain Brad Bellick fully uniformed in NYPD paraphernalia. His heart stopped. Lincoln's adrenaline kicked in full. His gut instinct to run like hell and not look back was about to go off. Just before he took off Bellick said, "Wait Burrows, I'll tell you what. I won't rat your ass out to anyone if you do me a favor." Bellick finished by pulling on his belt, adjusting his slacks." Lincoln shoved his hands into his trench coat's pockets. Then scratching his head with a smile on (already knowing the answer) said "And what exactly is the catch?" Bellick took his hands of his belt leaned behind Lincoln and slapped his ass. Lincoln decided to play his game; He was ready to be relived. He feigned anger and picked Brad up by his collar. "Come on Lincoln! I know you like it. LJ told me everything about you and Haywire. You know what they say, like father like son" Bellick licked his lips stylishly." And boy is your boy a piece of work." Lincoln had already heard from LJ about his short relationship with Brad. Despite the age difference Lincoln 100 approved of it, However LJ had put trust into brad and he had shattered it. Bellick said into Lincoln's ear "Play along and I'll treat you nice big boy." Lincoln looked around noticing he was manhandling an officer in public he set Bellick down. Bellick walked behind Lincoln and placed handcuffs around Lincoln. While doing this he bumped into Lincoln's back. Lincoln felt something rub up against him. "What was that?" He said through gritted teeth. Bellick laughed, "You know very well what it was." As if on cue Lincoln made a scene struggling with Brad until he forced him into his squad car. Brad emerged from the cold outside into the car. Lincoln yanked his arms apart breaking the chains that linked the cuffs together. When Bellick started the car he was meet by Lincoln large hands massaging his back. "Good acting Burrows" Lincoln cracked a smile. "Sure thing Brad." "I like the way you say my name Burrows." Lincoln brought back his hands letting them lay lifeless in the back seat. "Where to?" Lincoln asked. "My place." And with that they drove away.