Had a little free time to write today…man work stinks this week!!! Pray for me…I need it!!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm going to skip that phone call Alex makes to Pam because I don't want Alex to like Pam anymore…I'm kind of hoping he and Jack will get together eventually…but you never know. My story is about as unpredictable as the show itself…Even I don't really know what will happen next!!

Chapter 16: Bolshoi Booze

As soon as Michael left, Alex stooped down beside Jack. He picked her up and cradled her head in his hands.

"Jack, you alright?" he asked, concern evident in his shaky voice.

"Yeah," muttered Jack as she tried to sit up, "Just promise me something."

Alex moved over so she could sit beside of him.

"Yeah, what's that?"

"I want Scofield," she said through gritted teeth as she massaged the back of her head.

Alex laughed, "Yeah, no problem."

They sat for a couple hours, locked in the cage-like structure, waiting for help to arrive. Alex tried calling Kellerman, but he would not pick up, so he had to leave a message.

Finally, after a long time, they heard a noise. Alex grabbed his gun and approached the metal gate. An Asian man was walking towards them, a cruel smile on his lips.

"Agent Mahone?" he asked, "I'm Bill Kim. I believe we've spoken on the phone before. I'm here to pick you up."

"I called Kellerman," retorted Alex, gun still trained on Kim.

"He's busy right now. Anyone else know you're here?"

Alex shook his head and lowered his gun.

"Good."

"Can you open the gate?" asked Jack, as she stood slowly, leaning on the crates behind her, "And I think we need a new car."

"There's something you two should know about me," said Kim, practically blowing off Jack, "I don't like being on the field. I only do so when there's been a screw up," he paused and held out his hands, "I'm out in the field."

"Well, why don't you open the gate so you can hurry back to D.C. before your shoes get dirty," snapped Alex.

Bill Kim smiled in amusement.

"We have a lead as to where Burrows will be meeting up with his brother. A place he referred to as Bolshoi Booze. That meaning anything to either of you?"

"Yeah," replied Jack, "It's one of a hundred tattoos on Scofield's body."

"What does it mean?" asked Kim, irritably.

"Don't know yet," replied Alex.

"Then you'll need to figure it out within the next couple of hours. If Scofield and Burrows cross the border, they'll be out of your jurisdiction. Then neither of you will be any further use to The Company."

Alex narrowed his eyes as he read the meaning behind Kim's words. If they no longer meant anything to The Company, then neither did their families. Meaning they could all be killed without a second thought.

"Open the gate," snarled Alex.

"So you can what?" demanded Kim, "I want to here it. Straight from the mouth of the guy who was supposed to be our closer. Speaking of which, Alex, your partner over there is indeed expendable. And I'd assume that during the time you two have spent chasing the cons together, you may have done a little…bonding. I'm sure you wouldn't want anything to happen to her either, now would you?"

Alex could actually feel his pulse quicken with fury. Jack sneered in contempt.

"Why don't you open the gate and fight me?" she challenged, "Without weapons…that way you could see which one of us is tougher."

"Ooo, I'm scared," mocked Kim.

"If you only knew…"

"I'll get you Scofield and Burrows," interrupted Alex, trying to redirect the attention from Jack back to himself, "And I'll get you all the rest of them. Then Jack and I will part ways from you and Kellerman."

"I just hope that you are properly motivated," replied Kim as he unlocked the gate, "Cause as long as you do your job, we forget about Shales."

Alex winced at the sound of the man's name, but he did not reply. Instead, he put an arm around Jack and led her out of the cage and past Kim.

"And then you can go back to Colorado and visit your son," called Kim.

Alex froze. His entire body tensed and anger etched every feature of his face.

"Cameron…he's five now right?"

Alex let go of Jack and in one fluid motion, whirled around, grabbed Kim by the throat and slammed him up against the metal gate.

"Don't you ever mention his name again."

"There he is," crooned Kim as he looked into Alex's eyes, "That's what I wanted to hear."

"Alex, leave him!" called Jack, "He's not worth it."

Alex let go of Kim and backed away slowly, never breaking eye-contact. Finally, he turned away and walked out of the building with Jack.

"You're cracking, Alex!" called Kim, "There are a lot of people who are counting on you to do your job!"

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Alex and Jack sat inside the new car Kim left for them. They were staring at pictures of Scofield's tattoo, trying to find a meaning behind it.

"Perhaps it's a bar, or a pub of some sort," suggested Jack.

"Nah, too easy for Michael," said Alex, "He likes to make things complicated."

Jack snorted in agreement.

After about an hour, Alex had had enough. With a growl of frustration, he tossed the picture up onto the dashboard and walked out of the car. He wandered into the middle of the road, looking almost lost and confused.

Jack frowned in concern. He did not look too good.

Alex took a deep breath and ran his hands through his hair. With a sigh, he turned back towards the car and leaned on the open door. He glanced down for a moment and looked at the picture of Scofield's tattoo, lying upside down on the dashboard. Suddenly, a look of clarity filled his crystal blue eyes.

Jack recognized the look and took off her glasses. She waited patiently while Alex picked up the picture and studied it.

"There' not letters," he murmured, "Turn it upside down…they're numbers."

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Alex and Jack sped down the long, empty road. Suddenly, Alex's phone rang.

"Mahone, its Wheeler. You were right. They were coordinates. Put them in your GPS and they'll take you to a spot in the Mexico desert. It's in the middle of nowhere, basically."

"Alright," replied Alex, "Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem. Sir…who exactly are you meeting?"

Alex hung up.

"What the heck is he doing?" asked another agent, standing beside Wheeler.

Wheeler shot the man a suspicious look.

"He's keeping us out of the loop…that's what he's doing."

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