Bad weather
As they argued they completely forgot about the boy, Lucas quickly pulled open the window and climbed out. He stared across the lake a and looked around desperately. Living a little ways from the city made it even harder on Lucas as he began to run.
Inside the house everyone started to realize the boy missing.
"Where the hell is he?" Abruzzi asked.
"Don't look at me," Sucre said.
Michael rolled his eyes and ran into the back room to see the window wide open.
"We gotta go after him," Michael said running his hand over his head.
"Whoa hold up Snowflake, that boy just ran out, probably toward the way back to the big house,"
"That boy knows who we are and where we are C-note,"
"He won't get far," Lincoln said looking at the news.
Michael turned and listened as the weatherman delivered the news
"Heavy winds are expected to pick up for those folks outside the city, winds especially high coming off the water,"
Michael looked out the window and saw the leaves on the trees whip in the breeze that started to pick up little by little. Michael looked down at a picture frame that held a picture that made his heart leap.
"I'm gonna find him," Michael said putting a jacket on.
Lincoln walked over and grabbed his brother's shoulder, "Are you crazy Michael?"
"No,"
And with that Michael opened the door and left.
A couple miles away from the house Lucas shuddered violently as the winded whistled through his hair.
Idiot he though to himself.
"Lucas," a voice called through the wind.
Lucas didn't look back and he continued to run. It started to become a struggle as he tried to go up the hillside but lost his footing and slipped. He yelled and tumbled near the bottom. He struggled to get up but arms grabbed him around the waist and yanked him onto his feet.
"Come on Lucas," a kind voice said.
Lucas immediately knew that it was one of the Fox River Eight.
"Go away!" he yelled as he attempted to kick at him.
"Hold still," Michael said as he attempted to grab his legs at the same time.
"Leave me alone!"
"No,"
Michael lifted the boy up with no trouble at all and walked on, soon enough Lucas eventually stopped and drifted off to sleep in Michael's arms.