Chapter five
Wyatt saw Emma running before taking off after her, it was quick pace as Emma ran doing what she can to try and shake him off her trail. Her eyes focused seeing the road, her eyes find a delivery truck running quickly in front of it just missed being hit, but the thing was the man following her, he lost the trail of where she was going.
Lincoln held the phone close to him taking deep breaths, he couldn't understand why the phone would cut off, but he knew something was wrong heading back into the warehouse. "Michael!" he said while he glanced to see Ron was watching them, "Get lost douche bag!" Lincoln snapped to Ron who rolled his eyes walking away.
"Linc, what's wrong?" Michael asked as Lincoln tried to think how to put it, but froze seeing Emma run into the warehouse catching her breathe.
"Oh fuck…. I think I'm gonna boot!" Emma now leaned forward suddenly puking.
Lincoln looked at the puke before looking to Emma. He ran to her and pulled her close to him ignore her dry gags. He kissed her head.
"I was worried! Emma, don't take off again! Please!" He panicked.
Emma was struggling against him to get free. She pushed him back.
Fernando handed her a glass of water and she chugged it taking that bad taste it her mouth it spit the last mouthful of water out.
It splattered onto the floor along with the puke. It was not ... Nice.
Michael ignored the smell stepped back.
"Guy he was following me, I got away from him, but, he was scary as fuck…" Emma said holding her side, it hurt to run, but then it was better than having a bullet in her head.
"Emma, did he look like this?" Alex asked holding a picture to Emma; she looked over him before nodded.
"Yeah, that's him…" she straightened up looking to Lincoln with a half smile, "I just need to lie down for a while, cos your twin brothers are giving me funny looks…" Emma now fell down passing out as Katt stepped back into the room.
"She didn't kill herself, wow maybe she is maturing…" her eyes now going to Alex, before her eyes going to the photo, "What's that about?" she asked while Alex hid the photo behind his back.
"It's nothing, don't worry, I'm just going to be running some personal errands." He now nodded walking back to Ron, and Katt could have sworn she go the feeling of someone walking over her grave.
But then she got a little bit pissy because she didn't want this to turn into an Emma and Lincoln thing, because it wouldn't end well period.
She looked very annoyed again. She walked up her boat house stairs, she disappeared.
Lincoln had picked up Emma he held her close to his chest taking her upstairs.
Katt sat on the bed, she lightly picked up a 4D scan she gotten when at the company facility a week ago, her eyes scanned the little baby, her eyes slowly welling up, it wasn't fair, she thought her and Alex were moving forward, but it wasn't so, she overheard the phone conversation to Pam, Ehh even her thinking the name made her sick, and she knew that it was hard for Alex losing his son. Katt remembered Alex getting excited about Cameron having a little brother or sister, but after he was murdered, he only cared about getting revenge, but Katt couldn't hold that against him, but Pam, why?
Ugh;
her brain was so filled with so many thoughts, pictures, memories, words... Everything just kept flooding her brain.
She craved it. A cigarette, A bottle of Crown Royal, A line of cocaine... Oh my god a line of cocaine.
She fell back fully against the bed, her fingers twisting into her hair pulling it until it pained.
She wasn't allowed to think like this anymore. She a craving she thought died had sparkled. She stood up quickly. Pacing the room like wild fire, avoiding the washroom.
Katt turned around to see Emma standing while Katt's eyes meet her; it was an awkward moment before Emma sat down on the bed looking to the baby photo. "Cute… I only had the regular one…" her voice was simple, but Emma's eyes looked up to Katt's.
"Emma, what do yo want from me?" she said while slowly pacing the room again, but Emma kept calm, her eyes focused on the scan before Katt snatched it from her.
"I want you to be honest with me, and I'll be honest with you…" their eyes connected and Katt finally kept still.
"I'm pissed off Emma, I have Alex running around after his ex wife, I have you trying to kill yourself more times that Michael's planned something." her eyes looked mean, "and to top it off I have heart burn, my ankles hurt, my back hurts, my boobs are like bowling balls, and I have my favourite tattoo stretched beyond repair!" her hands now placed on her hip. "So yeah, I'm sorry if I can't be your cheerleader right now!"
Emma took in a deep breath. Katt watched her eyes hoping she didn't go and attack her or something. She then paused looking down then up back to Emma it was her turn; "I fee like a failure! I CAN'T EVEN MAKE IT INTO MEDICAL SCHOOL PROPERLY! I CAN'T KEEP ANYTHING ALIVE! I FUCKING HATE BELLICK TRYING TO FEEL ME UP IN THE KITCHEN!" She took a breath again, "Well I'm bloody sick of running, I'm sick of Lincoln always touching me! I HATE listening to you bitch about everything. I'm not emotionless Katt! I'm not like YOU I can't kill a COP and not feel bad!" Emma struck below the line of friends.
Katt looked hurt, her eyes reflected it as she held onto herself, "I didn't kill him, because I wanted to, he was going to rape me, I defended myself, he used and lied to me, I did everything I did, because people who were pissed at your dad! Was going to hurt you, I wanted to keep you safe!" Katt now folded her arms her eyes avoided Emma's as she moved slowly on the bed placing her arms around Katt's.
"I, I lied…" Emma said slowly, but Katt felt frozen to the spot.
"What you mean you lied…?" Katt's voice calm, but her eyes slowly found Emma's as she turned around.
"When I told you I wanted to be alone, I lied…" she spoke softly, Katt hugged her back carefully. "I just don't know how to deal with anything, I mean things were simpler before, now after everything, I just don' know how to live anymore."
They held each other closer to each other like they'd usually do before.
"Makin' me wish I was back on DR a little bit." Katt admitted honestly.
Emma squeezed her. "No!" Her words were sharp. "No! No! No!" She glared.
Katt couldn't say anything. She didn't know what too.
"Besides who else would have ... Slapped Lincoln around for me?" She smiled.
Katt laughed once. "I guess so."
Emma stabbed her finger into Katt's stomach.
Katt froze. Her stomach started moving. "EMMA!" Katt stared.
"IT'S MOVING!" Emma laughed even if she missed her own little embryo.
"I know but, you made it move…" Katt laughed while Emma did too, "where is everyone?" Katt said finally.
"Oh, card stuff…" Emma now glanced over to the scan photo in her hand while looking back to Katt.
"You know I know the gender now?" Emma pointed to the scan, and Katt held it closed to her chest.
"No far that's cheating, you ask I tell you!" Katt now raised an eyebrow and Emma laughed.
"Ok, what is the gender?" Emma rolled her eyes, she knew but if it made Katt happy.
"It's a girl!" Katt squealed.
"Oh thank you!" Alex shouted stepping into the room, and Katt froze looking up to Alex.
"Erm, hello…" she looked scared and Emma got to her feet.
"I'll leave y'all alone…"
Katt looked defenceless. Standing up she grabbed for Emma who had moved past Alex quickly and out of the boat like a bat that got its chance out of hell.
She stepped back seeing that look Alex got in his eyes when he was angry/pissed/ANNOYED.
"Where were you?" She asked poking her fingers together.
"No where!" His voice was strained he stepped closer to her.
Stepping back Katt was against the wall, Scary.
There was a fowl odour in the room. It was unpleasing to Katt. Her eyes went huge. "YOU SMELL LIKE A HOE!"
Alex looked taken back.
"YOU 'WAS WIT YOUR EX WIFE WASN'T YOU?!" Katt's English got horrible when she was angry.
"I... Wh... YOU KNOW THE GENDER ON OUR BABY!" He interjected.
"You were with a HOE!" She crossed her arms.
Alex face palmed while trying to take a deep breath, "Ok I went to see Pam, but it was to find out if this man!" he held up the photo of Wyatt, "Killed my son!" he said snapping the photo down. "That is all…" he added while Katt looked to him through tears.
"Is that it!" Katt said quickly, but Alex was quick to standing closer to her, he dropped to his knees holding her hands.
"Sierra, you crazy ass bitch, I love you…" he said while his eyes found hers, she kept still.
"You know I hate being called that!" she snapped while he removed a box from his pocket, Katt's eyes going wide.
"Fine, but still, will you marry me?" He said holding the box open,
Katt felt dizzy. She shook it off. "YES!" She squeaked she jumped up and down but the baby protested that. "Oh ow!" She laughed.
Alex looked worried again but. He grinned. "Really yes?!" He needed to make sure.
"YES!" Katt attacked him into a large hug. Alex laughed. "Here, Here!" He took out a simple silver ring with a TRIANGLE cut stone.
It was just Katt. All the way around. He took her hand feeling it shaking. He slipped it onto her finger. "Mrs. Sierra Mahone." His grin was wicked. "ALEXANDER!!!!" Katt was squealing. She kissed him.
Emma sat in the main room typing up something on the Macbook from the video, she was watching it again trying to make out details, but her eyes glanced up to Michael and Lincoln as they joined her at the table.
"You sober up quickly…" Michael said while Emma kept typing her eyes glanced up to him with a frown.
"Yeah, guess I did… Oh Lincoln L.J was asking about you, hi in his room…" Emma now smiled watching him move around the table kissing her forehead lightly.
"We need to talk soon." he whispered walking away, and Emma's eyes now went to Michael's shirt.
"You've been bleeding." Emma glanced from his eyes, back to his face, but Michael didn't answer her as she cleared her throat. "Headaches, lose of focus and concentration, nose bleeds all symptoms of tumour of the brain…" Emma snapped the Macbook shut.
"Ha. Emma your brain went over active right there." Michael rubbed his temple. It was throbbing.
He was sitting now, Macbook open his creepy long fingers scrolling over the finger pad.
Emma glared next, maybe she didn't have a degree but she knew! SHE FUCKING KNEW! She was going to get angry. She took a breath. "Michael... You need a doctor."
"Relax Emma." Michael ignored her while type again his eyes looked focused but never for more then a few seconds.
Emma tried counting to ten. But it just went;
'1 .... 10'. "JUST BECAUSE IM NOT A DOCTOR DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T MAKE A MEDICAL DIAGNOSIS!!!!" It echoed off everything.
Michael looked up with deer-in-head-lights.
"Emma, please, just. Not now I need to do this, I need to stop them!" he no looked back to the Macbook while Emma's eyes found him, she was going to go there.
"You know Sara wouldn't want you to do this to yourself!" her voice was slow, his eyes stared at her for a heart beat before staring away.
"Well Sara's dead, so it doesn't matter…" getting to his feet, he felt Emma throw a box of tissues at him.
"Well you're not dead yet, and if I have to pull you to a hospital, by fucking god I will…" she kept he voice low, her eyes focused. "Think of how Lincoln would feel about you lying to him." Emma now got to her feet, Michael couldn't help but chuckle.
"Like you're lying to him…"
Emma's eyes narrowed quickly. "I'm going to cut your dick off and put it in a box! IT CAN JOIN SARA'S HEAD!" Emma hated when people used things against her that she told them in confidence about keeping it hushed.
Michael stared. Like someone had just hit him hard in the nads. He swallowed.
"Michael. I didn't mean that." Emma said quickly.
Michael's hands flew to his forehead holding it tightly. He almost fell over.
Emma has moved over holding him steady.
His eyes throbbed even though they were closed, Pain searing across his head quickly. "Please, a hospital…" Emma said while Michel held onto her lightly trying to regain his balance.
Lincoln stepping down the stairs, his eyes made he freeze, his eyes narrowed seeing Emma and Michael holding each other, it was like someone kicked a hole out of his chest, he couldn't help but see Emma's face, the look in her eyes, quickly he turned around walking away, he couldn't look at them, now.