Chapter 7: Finding Things in Your Favor

May 21, 1668 10 AM. Lincoln's Journal.

It's been a week since I've been in jail, wondering what is going to happen to me. During the past week, I've only been able to see LJ and David a couple of times per day. Even Veronica came by with them on those days when she's not busy treating other patients.

David has been visiting me periodically during the nights. He suggested that he'd break me out of jail by breaking the jail bars, but I've seen his condition. It's not getting any better when he moves around. Only when he lies down was when he started healing. Veronica had to have LJ sedate him in order to keep him from moving. He was always near the door from what she said, as if he were waiting for the right moment to actually just break out and break me out. LJ said he would never sleep and that was starting to make me worry that his whole 'imprinting' thing really could take a toll on him if I were to suddenly disappear without him.

Veronica does come along with LJ, sometimes alone. She's been giving me reports on David, but sometimes, she just wanted to chat with me. I liked chatting with her. I got to know her fairly well. She made my bleak situation into an entirely different one when she was around. I always had a huge smile plastered right across my face from just seeing her. Then she would always give back her small, innocent, yet such an entrapping smile that I can't even resist. And what's better is that I'm not even drunk and my mind isn't playing tricks with me.

LJ has slowly begun to forgive me through our talks during the small visitation he has. Sometimes he brings David along, in knickers that prevented his tail from being shown. He actually looked pretty human from where I was standing. He fit right in LJ's clothes from what he said. But LJ has started to grow attach to me as well. He even apologized on Michael's behalf a day ago. Michael didn't even know what was going on and LJ has kept that away from him, although he knows that he's been visiting me. But LJ started to talk about the past and figure out what was he told and I told him the truth.

Lisa Rix, the woman whom I conceived LJ with; died in a pirate attack several years ago back in a town called Raiken. I was pretty drunk and wasted back then. I had a bottle of rum every night and when I was drunk; my mind tricked me into loving her. She thought she loved me too. Then when we had LJ, everything changed. She began to hate me for being drunk all the time. We fought day after day until I couldn't stand her anymore. I was about to leave, but then the town got attacked by pirates. We were under heavy fire and then I had to go out to help the other villagers. I came back and then I saw her body there. She was dead, shot by a pirate. LJ was safe, but then when I came there, I was covered in blood from killing other pirates. Someone else walked in there and then accused me of killing her, although others knew I was out helping the others. There were many controversial topics about me that I tried to not care about. But then the rumors of me committing the crime of killing her spread; some people had the full details, others didn't. I had to run to another town with LJ in my arms.

Then when I moved to Regulus, I went back to my old ways. That was why LJ couldn't depend on me, no matter how much I loved him. He went to Michael Scofield. I really do owe him for taking good care of LJ. He's just as strong as David. I can feel it in my heart when I'm around him. I still love him as my own son and I still want to make things right. I wished I could rewind time just to be a better father, but then in a battle within myself, I wouldn't want to because I would've never met a great kid like David. I love both of them equally, if not LJ more.

I'm beginning to wonder what they're doing to me more and more each day. I mean I was wanted for death two years ago. Would they lift that off me or would they still give me that death sentence? I was starting to get anxious and suffer anxiety from not knowing what was going to happen to me. I've been asking LJ and he said he doesn't know. He's been talking with Michael about it and even he doesn't know, or what LJ's been telling me he doesn't want to tell him because he knows that he'll be hurt.

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May 22, 1668 7 AM. Lincoln.

It was almost as if life completely changed for him. Everything was as it should be everything that he wanted to be. Their house was beautiful and large. It was two stories tall and took almost the size of three house lots. The wooden floors looked polished, he had a wonderful kitchen. There was a trellis in front of is 10 meter by 10 meter front yard, backyard slightly smaller than that. The grass was greener than every other neighbor's yard and the sun was shining brightly on it, revealing its lustrous green color. His windows were painted white and the glass frames were clean.

LJ was laughing outside while Lincoln was inside, cooking lunch and slaving over the hot stove. Veronica was there, resting on their bed. David was also outside, but somehow, it was different. It was like he became a white wolf right in front of his very eyes. It was almost like, like it was the future to him. There was a baby girl too running around. She had the cutest dimples, black hair, blue eyes, somewhat tanned, white skin. She was wearing a blouse with pink spots on it and a blue skirt. She looked just like him and Veronica, mixed together as one. The girl's name was Valerie. She was chasing after David, who was seemed to go in and out of his wolf form every now and then, like it was a controlled part of him now. She had the cutest giggle and LJ and David were playing around with her. Lincoln couldn't help but smile and want to join them as well, but he was busy cooking his blueberry pancakes.

Veronica approached him from behind and kissed him on the lips. It was quick, but so full of love that Lincoln brought himself to crash his lips on hers. He put down what he was doing and immediately embraced her body and held it against his. His tongue slid into her mouth and she was moaning and wanting more of it. He lifted her up; his lips still intertwined with hers and brought her upstairs into their big room. There was a large bed taking up the middle of the room, brown, fine wood drawers located on the right next to a tall mirror hanging on the wall. There was a closet just across from the drawers and a bathroom door just next to and perpendicular to the window of their room.

He kicked the door shut and then brought Veronica to the bed. He undressed her and took his shirt and pants off, practically ripping them off with his strong arms and tossed all the clothes on the floor. He pinned Veronica under him, feeling her naked breasts and skin touching his smoothly. He was going up and down, still keeping his lips on her. She was moaning and so was he. They both wanted it.

"Lincoln!" She yelled. But Lincoln couldn't understand it. She was talking while her lips were still trapped in his.

"Lincoln!" Then he heard some sounds of dings on metal.

"LINCOLN!" The man yelled as he banged on the iron bars in the jail cell. Lincoln was sleeping on his bed; he had dreamt everything. He groaned.

"What!?" He replied irritably as he sat erect on his bed. He keeled over on his bed to rub his eyes.

"You have a visitor." The man said as he unlocked the gate and brought Lincoln out again. He was in anticipation as he started being dragged by the jail guard. He was always happier when it someone came to visit since it usually was Veronica or LJ and David. David didn't understand the way they ran things here in Regulus so he required on LJ to bring him, sometimes Veronica. Also for the fact that he couldn't speak English well would've aroused doubt about him since everyone in Regulus spoke English like their lives depended on it. It was too perfect that sometimes even the slightest bit of slip would have people wonder if you need to go back to school.

When Lincoln got dragged into a room that was closely guarded with a wooden table and two chairs, one on both long ends of the table, he was flabbergasted as to who it was in the room. It wasn't LJ, David, or Veronica, but rather than someone else; someone who turned him in.

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May 22, 1668. 8 AM. LJ, David, and Veronica

LJ woke up early this morning, happy that it was a weekend and that he didn't have to be at Governor Tancredi's home to do work. He knew what he had to do this weekend and it was to show David around. LJ wanted him to meet his uncle and his girlfriend, Sara who were planning to eat lunch at one of the most expensive taverns in Regulus. Veronica has kept him in her home for the time being and so far, she's only seen David in his wolf form about twice. LJ has never witnessed it, but he planned on staying over at Veronica's one day just to see it. He was rather intrigued by the power that David possessed but always wondered if there was a counter-side to it.

LJ ran into the showers, took a quick one, but careful to make sure he didn't smell like he came out of a dumpster. He ran out of the shower, in a towel to make sure there were no peeping toms outside of his window because there were always random girls looking up at his window just to see him. But he declined each and every one of them for a simple date because he always had the excuse of work on his side.

LJ then went into the drawers to grab a simple white, yet really clean, cotton shirt and his unused cotton, brown pants that were partially baggy. Since he barely used these clothes and he always saved it for the professional occasions, which were never as professional as meeting at a lunch date at the expensive Tavern, Bervellians. But ever since he told Michael about David, he wanted to meet him and find out what made him so special to Lincoln, who was in jail, and to Veronica, as to why she's even intrigued and so protective of him.

After dressing himself, LJ ran outside and headed straight for Veronica's home. He had to get this planned out right to make sure he doesn't reveal anything to Michael that he shouldn't need to know. Veronica would agree completely. And it was perfect, since it was a lunch date and not a dinner date. The both knew what would happen at 6 PM and they, in no way, would want Michael or Sara to see that, especially when Michael saw Lincoln and got him arrested. Who knew what he would do if he saw David transform into a wolf? Would he get the whole town to force him out, or would they attack him at night and make sure he's killed? Either way, they knew that protecting David's secret would be best for all of them, including Lincoln.

Once he made it to Veronica's house, he was let in without even knocking because David told Veronica that LJ was the one who was approaching. He said that he could smell his scent from over 50 feet away from outside. Veronica had a feeling that his sense of smell got stronger the more and more familiar he is with the person after being around him.

"Hey Veronica. Hey David." LJ greeted as he shut the door behind him. He closed the windows to make sure no one would be able to see David's white tail. The hair on his head was too much of a bother to hide so they just said that he was born that way, which he actually was.

"Hey LJ. How are you?" Veronica asked as walked over to the counter to pour more coffee into the mug. David was dropped from the ceiling and then stared at LJ. LJ was wondering what he was staring at and then he remembered about the lunch date.

"Oh I completely forgot. David, you need to meet Michael and Sara." He then looked at Veronica's eyes which were filled with worry about the meeting. "Don't worry. It's a lunch date." Her eyes lightened and she smiled. She took another sip of her coffee. "I need you and David to help me get him all prepped up for the lunch date. If we have to do this right, we need to make sure that Michael doesn't notice the white, fluffy tail. I mean if you remember what happened last time when we went to the jail to visit Mr. Burrows, you'll understand why."

David was just as confused as to what was going on. He knew what a lunch date was, but he didn't know what he meant about being "prepped up". He looked between each pairs of eyes staring at him, revealing the look in his eyes that he was puzzled.

"Oh you just need to look like LJ, sort of, in clothes wise. If this is going to go well, you may want to bathe and fix your messy hair." Veronica said as she messed with his white hair. It was all over the place, left and right. David shook his head.

"I… don't… care… about… hair." He struggled again to say.

LJ threw his hands up in the air. He completely disregarded the fact that David can't hold his own conversation without a piece of paper and quill. "This isn't going to work. David can't speak English and just passing notes are going to look pretty ridiculous to Michael, let alone Sara."

Veronica hummed for a second, trying to think about what to do. He's right. That's going to present a problem whenever Michael and Sara ask questions. She tapped her foot and stared at the floor. Oh wait. I wonder if this can work… "LJ, tell Michael and Sara that he lost his voice. Tell them he has Laryngitis."

"What the hell is Laryngitis?" LJ asked rudely.

"First of all, don't speak like that to me, LJ. And second, Laryngitis is an illness that inflames the throat. So he won't be able to talk. But say that it's just that he can't talk so he can eat." Veronica explained. Then she remembered another thing. "Oh wait… he doesn't have proper etiquette for eating at a dining table. Or does he? Lincoln did say that he knew a lot of information about our world where we know nothing about theirs…" She kept rambling on and on, not noticing that LJ was no longer paying attention and that David had fallen asleep on the floor. Veronica could hold a conversation to herself. She asked questions and then answered them herself. "… I think he'll be fine."

David was still asleep and LJ snapped himself out of his stupor. "Yeah, that's great, Veronica. Let's just go shopping."

Veronica went upstairs to get her money and LJ kicked David awake. Right after she came downstairs, the three of them walked out into the streets, where it was sunny.

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May 22, 1668. 11 AM. Veronica's Home.

LJ, David, and Veronica finally arrived back at home after three hours of shopping. They got clothes that LJ wore and surprisingly, they only had to get it in LJ's size since all of his clothes seemed to fit David. Veronica brought up the point as to why it made no sense for them to buy clothes when he could've just borrowed his, but LJ wouldn't have any of it. He wanted David to have his own clothes and he wouldn't want to deal with the fact that there are white hairs on the insides of his clothes.

When they finally dressed David up, he felt slightly more uncomfortable. There was no room for him to move his tail and he felt pretty awkward about wearing knickers. Then there was the problem of sitting since the knickers confined his tail and brought it downwards. He couldn't even be bothered to sit at the moment. On a good note though, the shirt was a perfect fit and he had no problem wearing it.

"Hmm…" LJ said as he and Veronica walked around David, who was standing erect and unmoving. David was in his clothes. The only thing that was weird was that there was a slight bulge on his ass. And that it was moving from left to right. "I think we're good, although you might want to avoid swinging that tail."

David tossed him a crumpled up piece of paper. LJ read it and then sighed. "So sitting is your only problem?"

"LJ, he's like a dog. You step on his tail, or force him to sit on it with all his weight and he'll whimper, or be very irritable." Veronica said caringly. "Did you tell Lincoln about this?"

David's head perked up as he heard Lincoln's name being called out by Veronica. He wanted nothing more than to be by his side.

"I completely forgot to do that today." LJ said, looking at the floor. "Well we'll tell him later tonight."

"I hope you do." Veronica said.

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May 22, 1668. 11:45 AM. LJ, David, Veronica, Michael, and Sara

It was no problem teaching David the proper table manners and etiquette. He actually knew most of it and it only took 45 minutes for him to adjust to sitting down with discomfort. He had to act like he wasn't about to jump out his seat, or look like he's about to take a crap. It took some getting used to, but he was ready for it, at least he hoped so.

Veronica finished straightening David's shirt and knickers. She stood up and then walked away to get a better look. David was in a new, clean, white cotton shirt as well as blue, cotton, knickers. His tail wasn't showing at all and his hair was fixed in a straight fashion. David looked at himself and then got angry with his hair. Just as he was about to fix it himself and shake his head, Veronica and LJ restricted his hands and head.

"You're not about to mess this up, David." Veronica said as she held his wrists tightly, restricting any movement. He knew he could shake them off, but he remembered that he had to listen to Veronica. That was what Lincoln told him.

Listen to Veronica and LJ. I know it'll be hard without me there, but just listen to them and you'll be fine. Lincoln's voice sounded in his head. Keep your head up and don't despair. I'll still be here. You can visit me whenever, in human or wolf form. I love you, kiddo. And if it weren't for you, I would've never earned a little bit of trust from LJ. He still resents me, of course, but remember you're the one who changed a lot of things. David sighed.

"I'll try." He said without any struggle. He was slowly getting used to speaking the English tongue.

About five minutes later, LJ got up. "Let's go. I think now would be a perfect time to walk over to the tavern…" He was interrupted when he heard knocking on the door.

Veronica approached and then opened the door. Michael and Sara were there. "Michael! Sara! How nice of you to… drop by?" She said, surprised by their visit at her home. She hid slightly behind the door and didn't give any chance of letting them see the inside of the house. "What are you doing here?" She said, stuttering between her words, as if she was afraid that they had come at a really bad time. It really wasn't a bad time. It's just that she's too defensive with David already, like Lincoln was.

Michael and Sara chuckled. Michael was wearing a white cotton shirt with a black vest over it and accommodating black cotton pants. Sara was wearing a white corset under her yellow dress. It was "We came by to say that there was a problem with the reservations. Apparently, someone named 'Ethan Kane' had reserved the whole tavern for a huge lunch party. They told us that they could have us around dinner and we almost said yes, but then we thought about it and…"

"We said no, because that would be rude to have LJ, and his friend, wait for six hours to eat dinner." Sara finished. She smiled kindly and held Michael's hand tighter. He looked at her and kissed her on the head. "We figured you would all be here. So instead of waiting for lunch, we brought it!" She said cheerfully. Michael and Sara showed the food in their hands.

"It's getting cold." Michael smiled sweetly, as if he were to placate something. "I think we all should eat now."

"Uh… sure." Veronica said. She pulled the door open and stood right in front of it. "Please, come in and set the food on the table. I'll have LJ…"

"We already got the table set, Veronica!" LJ yelled from inside.

Veronica chuckled nervously. "They work fast." She feigned a smile and then watched as Michael and Sara walk in to put the food on the table. Oh I hope David is prepared for this.

After about five minutes, everyone sat down for lunch. Michael said a prayer and everyone bowed their heads down. David, unfamiliar with the custom, just followed what LJ was doing because he and Veronica wholly forgot that Michael was a religious man. When they looked up, LJ looked into David's eyes and mouthed sorry. He nodded his head and then started eating his food.

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May 22, 1668. 12:15 PM. LJ, David, Veronica, Michael, and Sara

After about half an hour of eating, everyone was just chatting a bit. David, for the most part, avoided answering the impending questions of both Michael and Sara. He left that for Veronica and LJ to do, which they did. They explained to them that David had laryngitis and what it was. Both Michael and Sara were sold to the story.

"LJ, there's was actually a little more than to just this lunch date than meeting David." Michael said, caressing his girlfriend's hand. He looked into Sara's eyes and she nodded sorrowfully and slowly. This piqued LJ's curiosity as well as David's and Veronica's. They watched them stare at each other, saying nothing, but at the same time, saying something. There was a message that they were waiting to hear and sooner or later, Michael would tell them. However, it felt like it was a message they didn't want to hear. They still wanted to hear it though, no matter what it was.

"What, Uncle Mike? What's going on?" LJ asked, practically pleading his uncle to tell him the news.

Michael sighed. "Lincoln's going to be executed in three days." He didn't look into LJ's eyes. It was too painful, and agonizing to see the kid who took care of cry over the man who was his father in front of his eyes.

Right when the news spilled out of his mouth, Veronica gasped and dropped her mouth. David, who was listening intently, nearly jumped out of his seat and wanted to do nothing more than to get Lincoln out of jail. He was about to when Veronica told him to stay seated.

But what they really were waiting for was the reaction of LJ. There was nothing in his face that they could tell; no sign of shock, sorrow. His face was as empty as newly bought house.

"LJ?" Sara asked, hoping to get an answer. "Come on, say something."

LJ put on a strong face. "That's… alright. It was time he paid for all the –" He swallowed before saying the last, several words. "Trouble he caused in the past." He looked at all the disproving eyes. "Trust me. It's for the best."

David nearly picked up the table and tossed it out of the house when he heard those words ebbing slowly out of LJ's mouth. He couldn't believe that he would say that about his father. Especially after all they've been through. It was a lie. He knew it and he wanted to knock LJ in the head to make him admit the truth.

"I don't care anymore. Really. I don't even have a dad. I have an uncle and that's it." LJ said conclusively.

Then David completely lost it. His temper flared so strongly that something remarkable, yet terrifyingly event happened. He transformed into a white wolf, right in front of their very eyes, causing his clothes to rip and the table to topple over. Sara was screaming as well as Michael. David's true form was revealed. His eyes glowed red as if he were possessed by his anger. He wanted to rip out LJ's throat and make him regret those words.