The childish plan
"How is he?" a man said.
Michael turned around, "What the hell were you thinking Lincoln?"
Lincoln put his hands up to surrender.
"And you," Michael snapped turning to Abruzzi who had a tea towel against his wound.
"What?"
"You have a boy right? What the hell?"
Like Lincoln, Abruzzi couldn't reply.
"He still looks stable yo," Tweener said.
"Good,"
They all looked down to see the boy's eyes flicker open.
"What..." the boy started.
"Its ok, take it easy, what's your name?" Michael asked.
"Lucas," the boy said.
Just then Abruzzi returned and he gave the boy a cold hard stare, "You little-,"
"Enough," Michael said to Abruzzi.
Abruzzi stopped in his tracks. Lucas looked at all the men who surrounded him and then it hit him hard.
"Your the Fox River Eight aren't you," Lucas said almost a whisper.
The man with a southern accent came up, "Smart little thing aren't ya boy,"
"Shut it T-bag," a dark man said.
T-bag gave a little smirk.
"Are you ok?" Tweener asked.
"Ya,"
For some reason Lucas felt better talking to the teen rather than any other person in the room. Just then the doorbell rang....
Everyone stopped, no one dared to breath as they made out a figure of a girl in the rippled glass.
"Lucas?" a sweet voice called, "Are you there?"
Lucas was about to answer when Abruzzi placed his hand over his mouth.
"Shhh," Abruzzi said into the boy's ear.
Lucas didn't dare to move, he was too shocked to do anything.
"Is she your babysitter?" Michael asked.
Lucas nodded.
"Lucas?" the girl asked again, "If you don't open this door, I'm coming in, your mother told me where the spare key is,"
Michael looked at Tweener who just looked up at him.
"What?"
"Go to the door and say that your the boy's babysitter,"
Tweener just stared at Michael in shock, "Wha...you...huh?"
" Look your the only one that will pass for a suitable babysitter,"
"Yo man I think your on something alright,"
"Just go," Lincoln said grabbing the back of Tweener's neck and steering him toward the door.
"Yo man I still have my uni on,"
Michael saw that he had a point, they all still had their prison clothes on. But Lincoln took care of it. He raced upstairs and came back down with a pair of men's jeans.
"Hurry," Lincoln said.
Tweener gave in and stripped off his light blue jumpsuit and put on the jeans. He grabbed the sleeved shirt Lincoln also got him and placed it over top of his white shirt.
"This is messed up yo," Tweener grumbled.
"I don't care," Michael said, "Get the boy into the back, Tweener don't forget to use any name but once of ours or your own, especially your,"
Tweener ignored him and went to the kitchen.
"Lucas you better open this door in one minute, I have the spare key in my hand right now,"
"Shit," Tweener hissed between his teeth.
He quickly sprayed water into his hand and slicked his hair back.
"Ok that's it,"
Just as she placed in the key Tweener opened the door. The girl two silver earrings at the top of her left ear and on her nose, she wore a black top, dark jeans and her hair was blonde with purple streaks. She stared at Tweener in surprise.
"Who are you?" she asked curiously.
"I'm Lucas's babysitter for this evening," Tweener said.
"No," the girl said slowly, "I am,"
"Well Lucas's mother called me and wanted me to do it this evening,"
The girl looked totally confused now, she held her head in her hand and sighed.
"Look all I now is that I am suppose to babysit Lucas tonight,"
Tweener was about to say something when.
"I'm sorry, what's your name?"
Tweener stuttered, "My name?"
The girl nodded slowly as if she were talking to an idiot.
Tweener said the first name that came to his head, "John,"
In the other room Michael could hear Abruzzi mumble something to low for anyone to hear.
"John?" the girl asked.
"Yah, John Hall,"
The girl folded her arms and smirked as she looked up and down Tweener.
"Ok so John is it?" the girl said still smirking.
"Ya," Tweener said nervously.
"Can I come in?"
"That might not be a good idea," Tweener said blocking the entrance with his spared arm.
"And why not?"
"Because Lucas's mother doesn't want anyone to come in,"
The girl nodded.
"So what's your name?" Tweener asked.
"Karen Front," the girl replied holding out her hand.
Tweener nervously took it.
"So I guess you don't need me?" Karen asked.
"No I'm cool," Tweener said reassuringly.
Karen backed up, "Well see ya,"
"Bye,"
Tweener closed the door and locked it. He turned around gave a small yelp to see Abruzzi hovering over him with a dark face.
"You little bastard," Abruzzi growled.
"Look yo, I'm sorry alright?" Tweener said quickly as Abruzzi grabbed the front of his shirt,
"Your name was the only one that came to mind and if I paused she'd think I was on crack or something,"
"And you didn't think about using Theodore?"
Tweener opened and closed his mouth unable to answer.