Fight
Upstairs Michael saw nothing out of the ordinary until he got to the stairs. He saw Tweener's body lying at the top of the stairs. As Michael got closer he could see a scrape on the side of his head and blood dribbling out of multiple knife wounds on his arms. Michael pushed him and leaned him up against a wall and ran down to Lucas's room which dark except for the hall's light shining into the room. He heard another scream and broke into a run. Michael opened the door wide and turned on the light. He saw Lucas struggling against T-bag's grip. A bloodied knife layed on the floor at his feet.
"Lucas!" Michael shouted.
Lucas saw Michael at the entrance and struggled even harder against T-bag.
"I suggest you be on your way boy," T-bag hissed to Michael.
Michael didn't move and T-bag grinned.
"You have this way of getting into business your not suppose to get into,"
T-bag dropped Lucas to the floor and walked over toward Michael and picked up the knife.
"You know Pretty, I've been doing some thinking," T-bag said walking slowly toward Michael.
Lucas got up slowly and took a wooden bat from under his bed and raised it slowly.
"I might as well take it easy on you," T-bag continued still grinning, "After all it was you who got me out of prison and I have to thank you for that,"
Just then Lucas brought the bat down on T-bag's head. The blow wasn't hard enough to knock him out but just enough for both Michael and Lucas to run down the hall to get away from T-bag.
"Michael," a voice said from downstairs.
Michael looked over the railing and saw Abruzzi running to the bottom of the staircase and look up.
"Abr-,"Michael tried to say.
"Behind you,"
Michael turned to see T-bag come at him with the bat. Lucas dodged T-bag and ran to his room. T-bag didn't seem to care about the boy anymore.
"Lucas!" Michael said, "Abruzzi-,"
T-bag swung at him and missed.
"Get your-,"
Swung again and missed once more.
"Ass up here-,"
Michael moved out of the way and leaned over the railing.
"NOW!"
Abruzzi bounded up the stairs and at the top saw Tweener slumped against wall, blood trickling from his wounds. He turned to see T-bag take another swing at Michael and this time hit him in the back hard. Michael fell to the ground in pain.
"You shouldn't be poking your nose into other people's business," T-bag said standing over Michael who's body was full of pain.
Abruzzi ran up to T-bag and put his arm around his neck. T-bag gasped for breath as Abruzzi pulled him away. T-bag jabbed Abruzzi in the already injured rib cage then turned and punch him in the face. Abruzzi let go of T-bag and held his wound as blood spilled slowly from the wound. T-bag straightened up and took the bat in one hand and brought in down on Abruzzi's hand.
"You son of a-," Abruzzi managed to say holding in the pain.
"Now that's no way to talk now is it John," T-bag said.
Like before everyone forgot about the boy. While Abruzzi and T-bag were fighting Lucas ran back to his room and grabbed the knife of the ground. He ran back to see Abruzzi on the floor holding his hand and T-bag standing over him with the wooden bat at his side. Lucas ran at
T-bag and jumped onto his back and wrapped his arms around his neck. T-bag staggered back and choked. He finally fell to the floor and shook Lucas off. Lucas fell to the floor and then straightened himself but not fast enough to dodge T-bag's kick to the stomach.
"I think you need to learn a few manners boy," T-bag said as he watched Lucas try and get out of his way. T-bag reached down add grabbed Lucas by the hair and pulled him to his feet Lucas tried hard to contain the pain T-bag was inflicting.
"Why don't you give me that knife?" T-bag said holding out his hand.
Behind them Abruzzi got up and kicked T-bag square in the back. T-bag fell and bringing Lucas down with him. The knife dropped from Lucas's hand and slid about a couple inches away from him. T-bag tried to grab the knife but Lucas was faster took his best hit. Thud! No one dared to move. Abruzzi was about to choke T-bag when he saw something horrid. They turned to see Lincoln come up the steps and look at his brother then to T-bag who tried to contain as much pain as possible. More footsteps were heard and C-note and Sucre joined them.
"Oh my god," Sucre said looking down at where T-bag's hand use to be.
Everyone turned to Abruzzi who pointed at Lucas. Lucas felt eyes on him and he let the knife crash to the floor.
"You just...you just...," Sucre struggled to add.
Lucas even seemed shocked at his doing. Lincoln helped Michael up and Tweener groaned as he got up.
"Yo man... what the hell," Tweener said slowly as he saw T-bag's hand.
As everyone else Michael and Tweener looked at Abruzzi who pointed to Lucas. Michael was the first one to actually get a proper sentence out.
"Are you ok?" Michael asked Lucas.
Lucas shook his head. How could he be ok? He had just cut off a man's hand.
They all walked downstairs and sat down. Abruzzi literally dropped T-bag onto the floor and let him roll around in pain. Lucas sat on the very bottom step and watched as the escapees huddled together and began to talk among themselves.
"I think we go now and leave T-bag here," C-note suggested looking at Lucas.
"We can't just leave the boy," Michael said.
"Michael we don't have a choice," Lincoln replied.
"What will happen to him?"
No one answered.
"Look we can T-bag and ditch his body somewhere and run," Abruzzi suggested.
"Or we can take the boy with us and leave T-bag here," Michael replied.
Everyone turned to look at Michael.
"And were exactly are we going to leave him Snowflake?" C-note asked.
"We can drop him off near the city,"
They all looked at Lucas who just looked back. Everything was silent, the only noise was T-bags moans and groans. Michael hesitated, he wasn't sure if he should tell them or not. His mind raced as he tried to decide what to do and how to do it.
Lucas's P.O.V
I watched closely as they all huddled again and began to talk. I see Tweener sitting on the couch tending his wounds and T-bag still on the floor cursing under his breath. I was still kinda mad at Michael for telling me about my father like that. I mean he just came up to me and told me how he died, no he was a good man, never met him but seemed nice. I watched as they all looked confused and dazzled except for Michael. I looked at T-bag again and saw the blood that he lost was now on the carpet. I didn't mean too honest, I was really hoping to go for the man's head but instead it got his hand and cut it off. I was totally scared about what would happen to me. Of course T-bag would won't to get revenge on me for what happened, Michael was probably the only one who actually cared about me it was kinda hard to believe that he robbed a bank.
End P.O.V
"Say what?!" Sucre asked.
"Maytag is or was Lucas's father," Michael said.
"Your kidding right?"
"No,"
Abruzzi hung his head and then gave Lucas a short glance then started to talk, "We can't just leave the boy here with all this that had happened. He would start to talk,"
"Then what do you suggest?" Lincoln asked.
"We do what Scofield said, take the boy and leave T-bag,"
"What will we do about the boy?"
"I have relatives," a small voice said behind them.
They all turned to look at Lucas who was still sitting on the bottom step.
"I have relatives on Elkwood,"
Abruzzi nodded, "Ok we take the boy to his aunt, uncle or whatever,"
"But Elkwood is near Fox River you idiot," C-note said.
"Just drop him off near the entrance and bail,"
"Cops will probably have already crawled all over Chicago looking for us,"
"We have to at least try and get the boy to his relatives," Tweener managed to say.
"What will you drive him?" C-note asked.
"Yes,"
Everyone looked at Tweener in surprise.
"Really?" Sucre asked.
"Yes," Tweener said getting up, "Where are the car keys?"
"Over there," Lucas pointed toward the kitchen.
Michael followed Tweener into the kitchen and grabbed his wrist.
"David," Michael said.
"What?" Tweener replied grabbing the keys from the stove.
"You don't have to do this,"
"Yes I do,"
"Why?"
Tweener looked behind Michael to see if anyone was watching or listening.
"I'm his cousin,"