Truth or dare

Michael sat on the leaned against the wall in the house. He looked at his watch, 4:30am, he glanced over at Lucas who was asleep on the floor with a thin blanket over his small body. He noticed that Lincoln and the others were sleeping downstairs in the basement. He didn't know whether or not to wake the boy and tell him the truth or just leave it and let the boy believe what the warden had told him. He took in a breath and walked over.

"Hey Lucas?" Michael said gently as he lightly shook the boy.

"Hmm," Lucas replied sleepily.

"Wake up,"

Lucas slowly but surely got up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He stared at Michael and gave him a cold look.

"What do you want?" Lucas asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"I need to tell you the truth," Michael said looking at the boy, "I know this may sound corny or fake but...,"

He was stopped when Lucas put up his hand, "Look I don't want to know what happened ok?"

"You need to know,"

Lucas frowned as Michael sat down on the couch.

"I don't need to know this," Lucas growled once again.

"You do, my father ran off to who knows where and look what happened to me,"

"Ya but I'm not you,"

"You never know,"

Lucas got up and with the blanket wrapped around his shoulders sat on a chair opposite of Michael and waited to hear his story.

"On my second day in the prison is when I met him, he was T-bag's cellie. What happened was that someone started a small riot and I got pushed off the second floor...."

"And what has this got to do with him?" Lucas said impatiently.

"I'm getting there," Michel said, "T-bag gave him a nail that I had pulled out of the bleachers and he tried to kill me,"

Michael let the sentence sink into the boy. At first no one talked but then Lucas shook his head.

"When he was coming at me and I accidentally... his blood got all over me and that's why T-bag really had it in for me,"

Lucas just looked at him not sure what to make of him.

"You killed him?" Lucas said in a small voice, "You killed my dad?"

"No it's not like....wait father?"

"Ya he's my dad or was,"

"Oh shit,"

Michael just looked at Lucas who looked like he was going to snap any second if he said anything more.

"Lucas..." Michael tried to say.

But Lucas got up fast and walked out of the room.

It was almost 5:30 when Michael went down to the basement to check on the other guys. He saw Sucre, C-note, and Tweener on the ground sleeping, Abruzzi sleeping in a chair and his brother Lincoln looking out the small barred window that only was available eye level.

"I tried to talk to him," Michael said looking around before going up to his brother.

"And?" Lincoln replied.

"Nothing,"

Lincoln took in a breath and then let it out, "Michael there's something you need to know as well,"

Michael looked at him, "What?"

"You know when they granted me visitation to see LJ,"

"Ya,"

"On the way there, there was a car crash and I was the only survivor of it, I has probably half conscious when he saved my life. He took to a car yard and told me the truth about him,"

Lincoln paused a little while to let it all sink in. Michael suddenly got the feeling Lucas got when he told him about his father.

"What did he say?" Michael asked.

Lincoln paused once again not sure if he should tell him.

"Lincoln,"

"He worked for the Company," Lincoln said at last.

"What company?"

"That's the name, Company,"

Michael paused this time and tried to remember what his father actually looked like. It was so long ago since he has seen his father.

"Michael..."

"So why didn't you tell me this before?"

Lincoln stopped then said, "I didn't want it to affect the plan and get you off course,"

"Oh no thinking that I will never see you again would never lead me off course," Michael said sarcastically.

Lincoln once again didn't say anything.

"Truth or dare?" Lincoln said.

Michael looked at him, "What?"

"Truth or dare, do you think I'm telling you the truth or do you think I'm daring myself to make it up?"

Michael thought, "Truth,"

Lincoln looked down at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Really," Michael said.

"Truth huh?"

"What?" Michael said with a small laugh.

Lincoln waved his hand, "Nothing,"

"What? Come on what is it?"

"Truth?"

Michael nodded and so did Lincoln.

"Ok,"

They turned to see Sucre, C-note and Tweener get up slowly.

"Hey man," Tweener said sleepily, "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Michael replied.

"Oh man my head hurts," Sucre complained rubbing the back of his head.

They heard a small crack and they looked in Abruzzi's direction to see him getting up as well.

"Where's Lucas?" Tweener asked.

"Upstairs," Michael said.

Tweener got up and walked up the stairs and they heard his footsteps as he walked up to the third floor.

"Its like Tweener is related to that boy or something. Always looking out for him," Sucre said looking around the dim room.

"Hey have you guys seen T-bag?" Michael asked.

"We left him upstairs on the couch," Abruzzi said standing.

Michael gave him a look, "He's not up there, I was just up there about 10 minutes ago,"

Everyone was wide awake now. T-bag missing and the boy upstairs all by himself.

"He'll be alright," C-note said, "Tweener's up there too remember,"

That's when they heard a sudden faint thud and someone scream.

"What the..."

Michael ran up the stairs and Lincoln followed him.