Chapter thirteen
Emma sat down looking to the phone, it was strange to read other people's Emails, but then she could tell the two people knew each other. Michael sat down with he placing a hand to her back looking to the phone. "There is so many emails between Christina and Vincent…" her eyes find Michael's as he took the phone from her, and Emma got to her feet, "Maybe you should tell Lincoln." she patted his shoulder, and he nodded. Emma kissed his forehead before going to the bathroom.
Emma now reached into her pocket taking out the pregnancy test, her eyes glanced over the little cross, she felt her heads shake dropping the test on the floor, her body rolled into a ball feeling the tears brush down her face, her hands touching her stomach, and she didn't know what to feel.
Michael was now on the phone, it rung before he could hear the deep breathing of Lincoln.
"What do you want Michael?" He snapped into the phone, and Michael took a light breath.
"Vincent, he knows mom, there is emails and calls between them, and I thought it would help you out…" Michael said calmly, his eyes going to the bathroom, he worried about Emma knowing that she was in love with two men couldn't be easy.
"Yeah thanks." Lincoln said looking at the man in front of him clamming knowing nothing about Christina. His face was bleeding. He'd been crying a little bit as well. Lincoln didn't wait for another thing to be said from Michael he was still angry about what he saw at the airport. He dropped the phone on the counter and headed toward Sandinsky again. "Lincoln." Katt said sharply. His eyes snapped to him, Dark.
"I know what you saw, I saw it too. But you need to calm down before you give yourself a heart attack or something." She was serious.
"I don't care anymore." He ran up the two steps, pulling a gun out on Sandinsky.
"Where's SCYLLA!" Lincoln yelled in his face, his eyes slitting dark pointing the gun to his head, it felt good to let his anger out on this man, it was simple.
"Linc, he can't talk if his dead!" Alex snapped while he kept a safe distance from Lincoln when he was in this frame of mind.
"Lincoln Burrows STOP!" The General stepped into the room with his goons with him, he glanced from Lincoln to Vincent, and it was like seeing his worst nightmare unfold.
"Hello Jonathan…" Vincent said even if his face looks sick to see the man moving closer to him.
"Ok everyone, I am taking over from here…" The General's face looks horrible.
Emma and Michael arrived at a abandoned warehouse, Emma was holding her stomach, and Michael was putting some powder into a bag, his eyes glancing back to Emma with a small smile. "After this, I'm gonna take you out for dinner, what ever you want." he smiled as Emma nodded carefully, and then looked over what he was doing.
"Really, sounds like a date…" Emma laughed while Michael touched her face; Emma closed her eyes for a moment. "Good luck." she said while he kissed her softly.
"You too…" Emma now walked away before one glance back.
Goons were spreading around looking for Michael, Guns drawn quickly. They moved silently. Emma was silently against her back seat on the car Michael and she came in. She was rubbing her stomach rocking slowly the rocking helped like it was magic or something. Michael quickly opened the driver side of the car and got in, Speeding 'off' quickly looking in the mirror at Christina and her goons getting into the car, Turning it on. Michael slowed down, turning around driving near them. "Michel!" Emma felt awful again.
"OH HELL NO!" Katt snapped her fingers. She moved toward the General but stopped when one of the agents with him had pulled a gun on her. Not fearing so much her safety but ... The babies, because the gun was aimed at her stomach. Not her.
Lincoln glared. "Excuse me? I don't think so! THIS BASTARD KNOWS CHRISTINA!!"
"Yes, and you have one day to find Scylla, one day!" he held his hand up, they had been given a hotel room, and Lincoln looked back to T-Bag, Alex was quick to put his face close to T-Bag.
"Don't come near us, we will kill your white trash ass…" his voice hissed as Katt rolled her eyes.
"You are a very bad teddy!" she kneed him I the balls, he rolled his eyes falling down, and Katt was quick to leave the hotel to go to the other one to find out more about Scylla.
"Okay. As I was saying," Lincoln had glared, darkly.
"Calm down for the last time!" Katt smacked him across the face.
Lincoln stared at her with dark eyes. "What the hell was THAT for?" He glared.
"I just wanted to hit you." She whispered.
There was a long, silent pause. "I miss Emma..." He sounded sad.
Emma and Michael duck taped Christina to a chair, she was still passed out, Emma placed a hand on Michael's shoulder while he finished the taping, his eyes found hers slowly before standing up kissing the top of he head.
"Just know it won't be too long now…" he said in a low voice, and brushed his hands down Emma's arms, she was looking to Christina.
"Wow, finally meeting the mother, gotta say, it's a step up from the last mother I met…" she laughed trying to forget the Owen's
Michael thought back to that too. He started feeling guilty again. He swallowed looking up at Emma. "Sorry." She whispered kissing the top of his head. She squeezed his shoulder before looking at Christina still passed out. "I'm going to get something to drink." Emma pointed to the fridge.
"Okay." Michael whispered tilting her head up he kissed her. She returned his kiss. Before walking into the kitchen she burped.
Katt, Alex, Don and Lincoln walked into the hotel room, it was empty as everyone one went on a rampage searching for any clue of where they could be heading now, Katt sat down rubbing her back, she was getting to big for this, and her eyes going to Alex.
"This is pointless, we are always going to be one step behind them, and this is going to end badly!" Alex's eyes glared, Katt felt frozen as she placed a hand to her belly again, it felt weird to be getting to the thirty week mark, and she didn't want a baby born into this kinda world.
"Alex calm down…" Lincoln said, even if it sounded stupid coming from him, they needed to get it together.
Christina slowly come to, her eyes going to Michael sitting opposite her and then to Emma was stood the other side of Michael, she had a bottle of water in her hand, chilled, and Christina watched her hands move to her stomach, and she smirked.
Michael watched the woman in front of him sitting more comfortable in the chair.
"I've waited twenty three years for this…" she said softly, and Michael just stayed still while Emma watched the two of them.
"And it's just going to get worse!" Don came out of another room looking around on a desk. "How do you make that kind of mistake huh?!" Alex dropped some papers. Words were mixing together for Katt she wasn't understanding anything clearly. "You know I should' a known better..." Alex looked up. "Then to have gotten anywhere near this ..." Lincoln looked in a drawer holding bullets he then put them down. "No! No we can't go! You saw the photos right?! You SAW the photos so you know what he is going to do with them! We should have known WE HE WAS GOING TO DO WITH THEM! THAT WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!" Alex pushed over a stand. Katt jumped. She looked scared.
"I just ... Won't have the time to say all the things I want to say." She continued.
Michael was looking emotionless in the chair that Emma was standing behind.
"What makes you think I'll let you?" His tone was cold,
"Because I'm your mother." She sounded shaky. It made Emma's stomach sick again. "That's something you can't change." She sounded colder now. "Something you can't take away..."
Emma was looking out the window of the little house. Christina looked at her before looking to Michael again then back to Emma. "It's nice to meet you Emma... In some ways ... Michael's done well for himself."
Emma snorted back a laugh; it was funny to feel like she was being watched carefully. "Lincoln's lead you down a dark path…" She said now looking back to Michael, his eyes narrowed as he kept staring at him.
"I don't want to hear anything come out your mouth that isn't about Scylla, and how I can get my hands on it!" Michael snapped, but Christina kept still.
"I don't have it, but I can help you…" she said leaning forward, ad Michael leaned back his eyes glazing over.
"A mother son scam…" he said while she nodded, but his eyes didn't connect with her. "How nice of that…"
"Well you should know how easier it's to think after the operation, why we see the big picture and all its little moving parts…" she relaxed back down watching him with dark eyes. "That's why you can manipulate me like the others…"
Don was now looking around the desk as Lincoln pick up a piece of paper with a rent a car logo on it, his eyes went to Don who was holding an envelope with numbers on it, and then Lincoln picked his phone up.
Katt couldn't help but feel her heart pounding hard against her chest, she was glancing from Lincoln on the phone to Alex pulling at his hair, it was enough to break her heart, but he slowly meet her eyes. "Katt, I'm sorry, it's just I can't take this…" he said slowly, but Katt touched his face, his fingers laced with her before they kissed slowly, his eyes closed feeling her hands moved to the nap of his neck kissing deeper.
"Ok Guys we gotta go, we have an address…"
Katt nodded breaking their kiss. Well Alex broke it and Katt was first to react. "I'll drive." She put her hands on her back. "Are you going to make it?" Lincoln question handing her the keys, Katt nodded again. "I'm fine." She glared. She walked in front of Lincoln, Alex and Don.
Michael's eyes were down, looking at the floor and its dust particles. He looked up to his mother. 'You're running out of time." His voice his mean Scofield voice. Emma was watching between the two from the sofas arm. Her arms were crossed over each other. Michael stood up, walking away. Emma watched him before getting up she followed.
Michael entered the other room running his hands over his head, he wanted to hit that woman so hard it was making him want to scream, and Emma stepped in front of him holding his arms down, "Michael, calm down, she's trying to get to you, and you can't let her." She whispered holding his hands; he laced his fingers with hers while watching her face carefully.
"It's just twenty three years, and she can still get inside my head, I just…" he was broke off from his panic as Emma kissed him slowly, he relaxed.
"What if I got talk to her, I don't have any issues with her…" Emma said while Michael sat down, Emma lightly kissed his head before walking into the other room.
Katt drove like a spazz like normal before the made it to the bank; it was strange for Katt to pull outside looking to Lincoln and Don.
"I'll stay outside here ready…" she then turned to Alex in the passenger seat, and he nodded them to go.
Alex watched them enter the bank as Katt started to drum on the steering wheel, she was humming a song to herself before Alex cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry about all this; I just wish we could be a normal couple…" Alex spoke softly as Katt laughed.
"Doubt we'd be together if it wasn't for all this…" she said while waving a hand, "It's crazy when you think about it…"
Alex laughed. "Yeah. Good thing you and Scofield disagreed that night." He remembered it.
Katt bit her lip then nodded. "That was a good night." She had to nod again.
She watched as a guy walked from the bank with a silver case, the moment later, Don and Lincoln running after.
Christina looked at Emma with her dark eyes and her ginger hair.
"Hi Emma." She said happily though, catching her breath from struggling while they were gone.
"Save it." Emma took a seat in the same place Michael had been sitting.
Christina gave her a glaring look. "You look nice today." She locked.
"I don't do the flattering…" Emma sat in front of Christina; she ran her hands down her legs watching her.
"You're pregnant…" she said while Emma's eyes went wide glancing to Christina in a 'how could you know' face. "I can tell, the way you hold yourself, how you protect you stomach, and you don't even know you're doing it, it's maternal…" she said sly, and Emma turned to face her quickly.
"And you would know all about that, you left them…" her eyes fixed on Christina's they reminded her so much of Michael's. "You don't have the right to try and explain yourself…" Emma turned away from Christina.
"Michael doesn't know…"she said in a harsh tone, and Emma bit her lip walking to turn around.
"I know Michael more than you…" she said while Emma faced her again, her eyes rolled before laughing.
"I find that hard to believe…" Emma looked to her before Christina made her stare more darkly.
"His my son, I know how he thinks, just because you see him in a shrinks office, get ink together…." she raised a eyebrow, Emma got to her feet before storming out the room.
Lincoln and Don Jumped into the silver SUV, "Follow that van!" Katt nodded putting her foot down seeing the man who had the silver case getting a head start, but Katt wasn't called a demon behind the wheel for nothing, she drove after the man, and she kept getting a nagging feeling something wasn't right.
"I'm not liking this." Katt said after a moment on pondering. "It's just your motherly thing. Keep going!" Don snapped. "Don I will come back there and I will CUT you!" Katt glared. Alex sighed rubbing his forehead. Lincoln's eyes were dead set. This was over NOW!
Michael was getting fed up with this kind of thing. He wasn't handling it as well as suspected he could. He found Emma storming into the room. He reached for her and she moved close to him. He held her for a minute kissing her head. "I hate that bitch." Emma whispered softly. Michael rubbed her back. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this don't worry." He promised. He let her go and he headed into the living room styled area. He glared to his mother who was smirking shallowly.
"It amazes me to see how different you and Lincoln are, but then you always knew that." she was sickly smiling to Michael, "He liked trucks, you took apart the TV, he has green eyes, you have blue, and don't get me started on the difference in IQ, you've always known it, but you had no one to confirm it…." Christina spoke in a haunting tone, and Emma kept her eye on Christina from the doorway.
"And what is that?" Michael snapped looking out the window avoiding looking at Christina.
"That Lincoln, his not your brother…" her voice was cold making Emma freeze holding her hand over her mouth feeling sick.
Katt kept driving, this guy's was starting to piss her off, and she was getting a shorter fuse with every time someone pissed her off, she glanced to Alex before back to the road.
"MOVE!!!" Katt honked the horn, her hand smashing on the horn more times, "Fucking Sunday drivers, it's Saturday!!!"
She laid on the horn more. "FUCKING JESUS CHRIST MOVE YOU ASS HAT!" Katt watch the car finally speeding up slowly. She gunned the gas and the tires squealed and burnt out with smoke and black marks on the road. They stopped again and Katt looked pissed. "JESUS CHRIST ALL DEVIL LORD AND ASS WHORE GINGER!" Katt crossed, Lincoln looked shocked.
Michael glared darkly. He got up fast, rolling his sleeves up. His mind was gone. Different places, storming into the washroom; He turned the tap on with the hottest water possible. Watching it fill up. He turned it off and stood up. Emma was watching horrified. Michael grabbed his mouth pushing her. He cut the tape before dragging her to the bathroom; he turned the taps on and forced her head near the water.
"Where's LINC!" he screamed at her, Emma stood in the doorway looking horrified, she grabbed it before trying to figure out what to say. "WHERE IS HE?" Michael glared again pushing her face into the steam, and Emma felt her hand covered he stomach. Frick stupid motherly instincts stink!
Christina now broke down confessing where he was, Michael turned the tap off leaving Christina on the bathroom floor. Emma was quick to follow feeling her hand reach out for Michael.
"I'm going to go find Linc, and you stay here, if she gives you any trouble…" Michael pointed to the gun that Emma avoided at all cost. "Don't listen to her, ok…" he leaned forward kissing her one more time before walking away, Emma now sat down exhaling through her nose, this was a nightmare.
They all jumped out of the car, Katt knew they needed to run, and maybe this baby was getting smart as it had moved in a place Katt could run easier, not fast but still enough to keep up with everyone who was running after the man, it was getting scary, like he knew where he was going, and it kept getting more and more puzzle piecing together in her brain, and the phone in Lincoln's pocket again was driving her crazy as fuck. "ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE!" Katt said while running.
Alex looked behind at her. Lincoln didn't listen he continued running. Don was behind.
Emma paced around the kitchen for a long second before walking to the washroom. Christina was watching her. Emma was disgusted by her heels, white clothes, lip stick. It all made her stomach sick. It turned over. 'How far along are you?" She asked lightly. Emma shrugged. "It really doesn't matter."
"No, but then you should Tell Michael…" she said calmly, but Emma pinched her nose walking out the room, "Emma wait!" she called as Emma turned around to look at her, she held the door handle tight.
"Stay away from the bars…" she said as Emma gave a laugh, her eyes rolled going to close the door. "I have friends in AA, they're all alcoholics, but you've never admitted it yet…" Emma glared darkly, "Just a bit of advice, stay away from the Vodka…"
"Well your in luck, I don't drink Vodka, I only do Jack Daniels whiskey, premium blend!" she slammed the door leaving the room.
Emma sat down in a chair. The sun had risen to its pike of hotness. She pulled the thing cardigan off and pulled her vest down. She made her stomach push out looking at it. She then let it go back in. She poked it casually. An Embryo was in there. She shook her head feeling the bad urge to cry. She had put the gun down on the table. She paced the room eating a cracker. Her stomach needed to settle soon. "EMMA!!!" Christina called quickly. It catches Emma off guard. She grabbed the gun, Walking toward the washroom.