Chapter nine

It had been a long night. A long night of listening to Fernando singing from his bed,
Emma complaining to Lincoln she liked penis and only penis.
Katt had been silent most of the night. Thinking things over in her head and writing stuff down, in a notebook.

"LINCOLN! I LIKE DICK!" Emma pointed to a banana.
"Looks like a fruit." Lincoln commented, Emma then glared. She threw the banana at him.

"That's it take your pants off!" she glared to him darkly, her eyes could look deadly if she did care they was in the kitchen as she started to take her top off.

"Emma!" Lincoln called moving quickly to her, she pressed her lips tight on his, her hands moved down his body quickly, her fingers working his belt as he kissed her back hard, it was one of them time, and Lincoln never thought he'd ever have angry sex again, but Emma was pushing him hard against the counter, her fingers worked into his boxers, he was getting hard as he pushed her back hard, her eyes finding his, hungry, her bottom lip pouted out as she worked her hand up his hard member, his eyes kept locked on her.

"You want me to prove I want you, you keep getting jealous, possessive, so here I am…" her hand grabbed his forcing it on her boob, he looked to her hand over his, the feeling of the lace of the bra, it was like electric hot heat running into his blood.

"You are some piece of work!" he hissed but he pulled her tight on him her hands moved to around his neck, he lifted her up, sitting her on the counter and started to pull at her shorts, he pulled them off quicker than he could of imagined. His fingers now working between her thighs, he pushed a finger into her hard, she gasped biting her lip hard, titled her head back she could feel the rough movement of his actions, it was painful in the pleasant way, her eyes closed as he now used his free hand to pulled her face to face him. "Look at me!" he hissed while her eyes opened watching him with a smouldering look. "I wanted you to see me only!" his voice calm, harsh, but Emma got off on it, he moved his finger from her wet core, he placed it carefully on his tongue, her eyes widen, but kept watching him as he moved his hard on from his jeans, he pulled her legs apart to fit between them, his eyes never left Emma's face with a hard expression. "I want you to keep them eyes open…" he purred into her ear, he pushed in harder than he'd ever done, Emma's fingers gripped onto the counter, her voice gasp feeling him pound into her harder each time, his hands now holding her hands behind her back, but her legs wrapped around his legs feeling each pound pushing her to the edge his eyes locked dead on her, but she kept pouting her eyes open, he didn't kiss her, his eyes wide, watching her with every detail, he chest raised and feel, he could fell her tighten around his cock pushed hard and fast, he felt her moving on the counter, her tooth bit into her tooth. Lincoln could see the blood swelling over the top of her bottom as she wanted to scream. "You like that, you like this!" he grabbed her hair pulling it sharp, Emma gasp loud, he eyes squinted trying not to close as she gasp. "You like pain!" his voice dark in her ear, his hand moved to her butt pushed himself into her hard. "You like this!" his was feeling himself of the verge of coming as she now screamed loud, "Oh god YES!" she couldn't breath as Lincoln let out his moan, coming hard into her, he kept pushing hard while she kept screaming.

"Told you I like cock!" her words sweet, his eyes finding hers again, they kissed passionately, but Emma's eyes opened going towards the door.

"I think I'm scared for life…" Michael whispered before walking out of the Kitchen shutting the door behind him.

"You think you're scared for life." Katt muttered seeing him.
Michael jumped he hadn't noticed anyone else in the small hallway. Probably because the lights were still off and the room was a pitched dark.
He flicked the light on to find Katt sitting against the wall corner with a mug close to her mouth.
The scent of coffee was strong.
"Are you drinking coffee?" He rubbed his temple.
"No. Smelling it." Katt took another inhale from her nose, moaning at the smell. "Oh god I miss coffeee." She whispered.
Michael went to speak but when Lincoln walked out of the kitchen into the hall way with jeans on low it was awkward. "Mmmm'BYE!" Katt attempted to get up but failed. "Michael HELP!" She looked scared.

Michael rolled his eyes walking over he took the mug away from her.
Lincoln watched confused. Like nothing had happened two minutes ago. He shifted his eyes.
Michael pulled Katt up off the floor and she RAN away.

Emma was next out of the room glanced to Michael rearranging her shorts; her eyes glanced over Michael trying to forget what he saw. "I just got to say, why?" his voice low as Emma could see they were alone, her eyes rolled before glancing to Michael.

"I like it rough…" she now could hear grunted. "What the hell…" she rushed into the main room where she could see in a caged area, Wyatt tied to a chair and Lincoln was pounding on his face hard.

Katt sat outside the cage looking in with a pleasant smile on her face, she liked it, but then Alex was standing back pacing back and forth.

"LINC! LINC!" Emma yelled seeing him, before seeing Katt, Who was still watching. Pleasant, but her hands were crossed over protecting her baby bump.
Lincoln didn't look up at Emma he continued beating in Wyatt's face in.
The dark man grunted again he head being knocked all over the place.
Michael had followed Emma. He was staring in shock.
Alex noticed them first to speak to them. "You guys shouldn't be here."

Emma rushed into the cage ignoring Alex, but he was already getting his hands on Katt pulling her away.

"No Alex!" she snarled at him, "I am staying right here!" her voice clear, and Michael now picked up the phone to call Don, this was going to be dealt with.

Emma placed a hand on Lincoln's arm puling it back, but in mid punch his elbow collided with her nose. "Oh mother of fuck!" she called covering her face, her nose was slowly bleeding now.

"Emma!" Lincoln turned to face her as Wyatt laughed darkly, Emma moved close to him cracking her foot into his balls making his eyes roll back into his skull.

"Lincoln, his no use to us, if you knock his fucking head off!" her hand still covered her nose walking out.

"I'll get some ice…" Alex said moving to the kitchen, Katt's eyes glared to Lincoln, but knew it wasn't his fault, he was stuck in a violent moment, and she knew the feeling.

"I ... Your nose. I'm sorry." Lincoln said again before looking around the room.
Michael was still frozen in a moment of thought, while talking to Don, closing his phone.
Don was on his way.
Emma was rubbing her nose still. The Urge to sneeze but couldn't.
Alex returned with an ice pack wrapped in a cloth. He brought it to Emma's nose. Her fingers wrapped around it holding it close.

"Just tilt your head, to stop the bleeding…" Alex said while Emma rolled her eyes, she couldn't believe this.

"Alex, I am medically trained, and Lincoln, I know mistake, but we need him breathing!" Alex stepped back looking into the cage, so did Michael as Lincoln stepped out going to Emma.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise…" he whispered into her ear as she laughed it was a funny thing to hear him say so sweet, just considering the fact a few minute ago, he was fucking her hard core.

"Don't tilt your head back Emma!" Katt said sharply.
"What?" Emma narrowed her eyes.
"Blood rushes back into the throat, you cough choke and die!" Katt stated.
Don entered the room next.

Emma wanted to seriously shout, but she knew the minute her voice raised she bust another blood vessel in her nose. "Again, Medically Trained…. I know how to look after myself!" she got to her feet heading to the kitchen again, she was hating the throbbing in her nose, plus she needed to check on Fernando's wound.

"So what's happen since I've been gone?" Don asked as Michael glanced to Lincoln watching his brother stare after Emma, it was strange, he wasn't going to be able to look at them the same again.

"We got Wyatt… Der!" Katt pointed into the cage, but he rolled his eyes, and then glanced to Michael.

"We've dealt with Roland's body…" he said slowly, but no one seemed to be upset about the git being killed.

Katt then clapped. "Did you ... Cut him up into little pieces?" She wondered.
"No, Unmarked grave." Don hissed looking down at her.
"What kind of government are you?" Katt snapped.
"Ask your boy friend." Don tilted his head toward Alex.
Who was looking around, Nervously Break down was oncoming maybe.

Lincoln looked around the room for a moment, it was like he wanted to beat the crap out the guy, but then Alex eyes looked scary as he glared into the cage, you could see the plan ticking over in his mind.

The afternoon the next day wasn't any easier as Emma stood looking into the cage, Lincoln, Michael, Fernando and Bellick had all gone to look at the layout of what ever blueprints were on the bird book map, Katt on the other hand was sitting closer to Alex, Don had manipulated a conversation recording of Wyatt talking to Emma, he made it out that Wyatt said the brother's are dead.

Don now phoned the General on Wyatt's phone playing the message, it was like the green light was given to Alex, he glanced to Katt, and then Emma.

"I want you two to leave!" he snapped while Don left them, it was like he was getting to have his time, he was going to make this man suffer. Katt on the other hand shook her head, it wasn't going to be that simple, and her eyes soften placing her hand on Alex's arm.

"No…" she said softly, "I'm not leaving you…"

Alex narrowed his eyes at her. Katt returned the narrow eyes.
Alex broke gaze, looked from her bump to her eyes, "I don't want you here." He whispered softly.
"I wanna be. If that makes me a sick person, than I am a sick person. Alex I know what this bastard did and I want to watch him suffer."
"I don't want you to live with that."
"I live with a lot already. Okay?" Her eyes sparkled. She kissed his shoulder lightly.
Alex nodded.
Emma swallowed. "I'm..." She then walked out.

"I just want you to know, what I do here. It's not who I am…" Alex said while getting the things he needed, and Katt was helping him set up.

It was the strangest few hours of Alex and Katt relationship, Katt couldn't help but feel safe, just knowing that Alex was capable of anything, he was making Wyatt scream in pain, it was what most people would find disturbing, but Katt kept quiet, and then it happened. Alex picked up his phone dialling Pam's number; he then placed it to Wyatt's ear. "I want you to apologise to her…" he snapped as Wyatt glanced to the phone hearing the woman's voice, it was a cold moment for Katt, but in the back of her mind, she was grateful the woman got to hear the voice of the man who killed her son, in mortal pain.

After the call Alex hung up the phone his eyes snapping to Katt's and she got to her feet, she see the cinder block behind her, and rope, it was time.

Katt sucked her lower him. Wyatt was looking at her as if she was going to help him.
Alex picked up the cinder block with the rope. He tied it around Wyatt's upper body, tightly, before adding the block.
He looked at Katt who reached around and handed him a Glock 17 - hand gun. His fingers shook lightly like the thrill was running throw him. He drug Wyatt up. Holding the gun to his back, "Walk. Now." He was cold. Wyatt started walking. His eyes forward with a painful expression. Alex was directly behind him. Katt followed with. She needed to see. Screwed up or not, this was revenge, closer, whatever. Being able to laugh about a Ginger bitch being dead was one thing; but being able to murder a six year old. Well you deserved to suffer for life and beyond.
They were standing outside the docks, on the edge of them.
"You and I ... We are the same Alex." Wyatt started. Alex didn't want to hear it. He was finished, this was over. He pushed Wyatt.
Who stumbled back his eyes bug wide. Alex and Katt looked over the edge. Wyatt sunk quickly. Alex then looked up, holding the Glock down to his side. He was having his moment, His fatherly moment. Cameron was up there somewhere. Maybe he wasn't proud of what his daddy has just done. But he knew his daddy always loved him.
Alex swallowed. He held his free hand out. Katt took it. Looking up with Alex...