Standing in the warehouse, looking out at the sunny day, the cloudless sky. Lincoln had his hands into his jean pockets, squinting looking out for Michael who'd left an hour and a half ago. A worried feeling in his stomach, twisted. Fernando was standing to one side of him in silence.
C-Note kept looking to Lincoln, "What's the plan, man?" he kept trying to get a clue, but as he kept watching Lincoln, his eyes moving over to Olivia sitting on a box while playing with the vest she was wearing, the shirt dress back to a shirt open, her fingers kept playing feeling awkward not sure what to happen.
Lincoln turned away from looking out into the public area to C-Note for a minute; "No bars on these doors, do as you like." He nodded and Fernando laughed, putting his hands into his pockets.
"With what?" Fernando asked.
"We were supposed to be in Mexico right now, sipping on margaritas, waiting for the heat to dip. That was the plan." C-Note snapped feeling pissed off looking to Sucre. "See? They just used us to dig, man. We're gophers." he was more annoyed.
Olivia got to her feet, she walked to C-Note, "Look, you wormed your way into the escape," she pointed out, "you pretty much are a grown ass man, so get a pair and shut up, or fuck off!"
Fernando glanced to Olivia, she was extremely hot when she got mad, but his mind focused to Mariecruz. He looked back seeing no sign of Michael yet.
"You want to stay here, then shut your mouth." Lincoln got on C-Note's case after Olivia did, looking ticked off, and he pushed C-Note a little bit.
C-Note looked pissed, "Come one more time and touch me, and-" he looked to Olivia glaring at him.
"Shut up!" her eyes kept focused, "cos I really, really would love to have a moment, one little tiny moment, when you are not showing off your mangina!"
Fernando stepped back seeing Lincoln looked ticked off seriously. Be turned to glance behind him, seeing Michael and his baseball-capped head. "Guy's, gu- guys...?" He caught their attention.
"What?" Lincoln snapped close to his face.
"Man and Vagina merged," Michael nodded with a laugh, "Nice one Livia." he pointed out seeing her smile, she rushed over to him wrapping her arms around him.
"You're okay," she whispered looking down to the basket, "I think Yogi stole us some food..."
Michael laughed, "Yes Booboo, I think I have," he placed the basket down, "Everyone eat up." he pointed out.
Olivia opened it taking out a bottle of diet coke, she opened it taking a quick sip, "Good, paper." she snatched it from him looking over it.
"Thank you." Lincoln lent over Olivia, snatching the paper from her hands, a few seconds after she snatched it from Michael. He just wanted to see his mug shot, but on the bottom corner something caught his eye. "I need to borrow this." He wasn't asking either. Moving away from Fernando who seemed to biting on a piece of chicken.
"Bitch took my paper!" Olivia snapped feeling her eyes going into the basket taking out a green apple taking a bite, she looked to all the men taking the chicken, but the smell made her stomach churned, so she stuck with the apple.
"Yummy..." John tucked into his chicken drumstick, "Our photos are in the paper, and they're probably all over the news." he kept laughing to himself.
"Yeah, and you didn't see that coming?" he took a swig of beer, feeling it hitting his stomach.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "Bitch still took my paper..."
"Olivia it was my paper, you stole from me," he then glanced to Abruzzi.
"The two of you, cracks me up. Here's to... Armature hour. What do you say," he waved the bone of the drumstick.
C-note rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yuck it up, funny man." he then threw the bones of his chicken down.
Sitting alone, Lincoln kept re-reading the paper, the same article over and over again; 'Hearing set for Burrows son.' His eyes on the picture of L.J. made him cringe.
Fernando tossed down a chicken bone, belching loudly, it echoed off the walls. Be grinned. "Pardon me." He whispered, sipping a bottle of pop. Glancing up. Lincoln had returned to the group, letting the paper fall beside Olivia it made a soft smack on the floor. "Here." He didn't look at her, he felt distantly about things again.
"Last supper boys, this is the part where we say goodbye." He passes money to Sucre and C-Note. "It's not much, but it's enough to get you started." he pointed out looking to Olivia picking up the paper reading over the article, "Oh," she read down more of it, she quickly glanced to Michael, "I need to make a phone call..."
Michael took a disposable cell phone out his pocket handing it to her. "Hey um..." Abuzzi looked to Michael. Olivia smiled, she walked away quickly from the group.
"I'm not telling you where Fibonacci is." Michael kept his voice cool.
Abruzzi rolled his eyes, "Well I didn't ask. I only ask for a quarter for a phone call." he kept his voice calm.
Michael passed him a dollar, "Here, make four." he watched Olivia standing in a corner with the phone.
"Pick up, pick up..." she inhaled, her eyes focused on the wall.
"Hello..." a small voice answered, and Olivia broke into a smile.
"Baby," Olivia kept smiling, "I just wanted to hear your voice..."
"Mom," Elle May kept her voice cool, "Mom you're all over the news," she kept looking to the Telly in her bedroom, "where are you?" she kept watching the telly.
Olivia bit her lip, "I can't say now, but I know it's going to be hard, but, I'm going to get you, and we're going to be together baby girl, you want, to be with me?"
"Mom, I," she cleared her throat, "I do mom, I really do, but how?" her eyes avoiding the open bedroom door.
Olivia played with her hair, "I'll let you know, when I have a plan, you and me, we'll be together soon..."
"Mom, I gotta go, someone is at the door," her voice dropped.
Olivia bit her lip, "I love you Elle..."
"I love you too mommy," the phone went dead and Olivia inhaled trying to not break into tears.
"Wonder what happened to the other guys." Fernando glanced to everyone, except Olivia.
Lincoln shrugged, "They had a head start." He said figuratively. "Everyone except T-Bag." Fernando glanced toward Abruzzi. "You think he's dead?" He seemed to ask anyone.
But when John gave him a look, he seemed to look away.
Lincoln went to find Olivia, ",'Livia?" He called for her softly, wondering toward where she'd gone.
Olivia inhaled, she stepped out of the place she was with the cell phone, she passed it back to Lincoln, "Just checking on my daughter." her voice uneven, it was hard for her to be out, but not really free to be with her child. Her hands brushed under her eyes, she just didn't really know how to act around Lincoln anymore.
"Everything okay?" He came to stand in front of her. "I mean, she's not hurt or anything?" His hand brushed against her shoulder, looking into her eyes.
Olivia kept looking into Lincoln's green eyes, it was hard to ignore his shirt only done up a few bottom buttons, her eyes kept still on his face, "no, she's home," she kept calm. For a second she brushed her hand into her hair, then looked to Michael, the moment between her and him, it made the air tense, "I'm gonna talk to Mike," quickly she stepped away from him.
Standing outside the house, Nikole wore black sunglasses, her hands together in an eased position, a Navy skirt she wore; ending above her knees with black heels and a long sleeved fitted crimson top. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders.
Alex kept looking to the door, it opened quickly with the small blonde girl holding the doorframe, "can I help you?" Elle May glanced from Alex to Nikole, then back again.
"I am special agent Mahone, this is my partner," he flashed his badge to the girl, "Is your grandmother in?" he asked in a business tone.
"No, she's getting her highlights done," her voice calm, "My Grandpa is asleep in the living room." she pointed out quickly.
"Do you think, you could wake up your Grandpa? We need to ask him a couple of questions." Nikole's voice was soft.
"Elle May, who are you talking too?" An older mans voice could be heard but who it belonged to was unknown yet. "Who ever is trying to sell us something we aren't interes-." The older man stopped talking as he came to the door, standing behind his Grand-Daughter. "Can I help you?" His voice was rough and a bit dazed. His hand on Elle May's shoulder as he yawned.
"Agent Wilson and;" she pointed to Alex, "Agent Mahone with the FBI, we need to ask you a couple of questions, regarding your daughter, Olivia." She took her sunglasses off.
Alex kept looking to Mr Morris, "you're fully aware over twenty four hours ago, you're daughter broke out of Fox River penitentiary." he kept his voice serious while keeping his eyes on Mr Morris.
Elle May kept looking to the woman, she didn't really want to say anything to them, her hands kept playing in her pockets. "Well you won't need me," she walked away heading to the stairs to go back to her bedroom.
"Yes." Frank said in a grunt, looking unpleased and glancing to where Elle May had gone. "Causing enough trouble and here she is breaking out of Prison." He didn't sound to pleased, "My poor Granddaughter." He glanced to the two Agents, before allowing them inside his house. "On top of her mother being a murderer she has this to deal with." Frank continued.
Nikole cleared her throat. "Mister Morris, would you mind if I spoke with Elle May?" Her tone polite, her blue eyes twinkling.
Frank stared at her, "I, well, might as well, maybe knock some sense into the girl." He looked to the stairs. "Third door on the right at the top of the stairs.
"Thank you." Nikole smiled, walking off toward the stairs, her heels making a sound.
Elle May was sitting on her computer desk; she kept looking over her Myspace blog, her eyes going over the things she'd written down, her eyes going over to the face of her display picture, going to her phone, a picture of Paul Kellerman. Fingers brushing on the keys typing out everything, then listened to the door, "Go away!" her voice sharp trying to focus on her blog.
Nikole rolled her eyes, opening the door anyway, slowly. "Elle May, I know you really don't want to talk, but I'm not here to interrogate you with questions." She stayed outside the door now open a jar. Seeing Elle May at her computer. "My name's Nikole, I just wanted to make sure you were okay? I know how hard this must be for you."
Elle May twirled on her chair, she closed her phone, her eyes fixed on Nikole, "Yeah," she looked back to her laptop, she quickly posted her blog before turning to face her again. "Right now, I feel like crap," her voice sounding older than her years, "If you've not noticed, I'm grounded, I am having to stay here, and oh yeah, I'm not angry for my mom breaking out," she folded her arms.
Nikole came into the bedroom slowly, closing the door behind herself. "You're not angry with her? That takes a lot of Maturity, Elle May." She nodded looking around the average girl bedroom. "I know I'd be angry." She looked back to the girl who made her picture Olivia. "Do you like lollipops?" She wondered.
Elle May glanced over the woman, "what are you a paedophile or something?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest, the fact was, soon as she got the world from her mom, she was going to leave this dump, but she wasn't going to tell this woman, she didn't trust people who dressed too smart.
"Do I have a big white van parked outside? Did I come to you holding a dog leash upset, asking you to help me find my lost puppy?" Nikole crossed her arms over as well. Staring down at the girl.
"Fair point," Elle May kept her face serious, "I like Cherry pops." she kept her tone cool, her hands going into her lap while looking to Nikole. "But seriously, I am not angry about her escaping." her eyes looked into the blue of the other woman, a much icier blue than her own, "I didn't want her to die, it wasn't fair, putting her on death row..."
Nikole pulled out a Cherry lollipop from her hand, walking across to the floor, holding it out to Elle May, "Cherries my favourite too." She paused, "But you know, she was put on Death Row because she committed murder, even if it was Self-Defence." Nikole looked to the girl.
Elle May took it, "Yeah, lets have someone you love attack you, and see what you'll do," her voice dark, she didn't mean it to sound that way, but it was her mother. "I'm just saying, she didn't do it planned, but then the legal system is a pile of shit," placing the lolly down, "before you ask, No, I don't know where she is, and even if I did, I'm not telling."
"That's okay, because I wasn't going to ask if you knew." Nikole said lightly. "Trust me, I wouldn't expect you to tell me either." She half smiled. "But, can you do me one thing?" She asked nicely.
Olivia kept looking to Nikole, she felt herself trying to keep calm, "What can I do then?" her voice light, but mostly kept looking over the morning paper on her bed, she kept thinking about L.J's hearing, she was planning on sneaking out, but this woman being here, was going to make it hard.
Nikole had all ready noticed the paper and was aware of the hearing; she cleared her throat, taking out a Grape flavoured lollipop. "If you do see your mom, can you give her this for me?" She held out the lollipop. "I know it's a bit silly sounding, but it'll mean a lot..." She smiled again.
Elle May took the candy, her eyes kept focused, "I'll doubt I'll see her," she kept her tone down, the bedroom door opened.
"I got what I needed." Alex looked from Nikole to Elle May, his hand kept holding the door, "we're leaving," he added watching Elle May, he knew that he needed to be quiet about the fact they needed to go speak to L.J.
Nikole glanced to Alex than back to Elle May, "It's very important you remember, if you do, okay?" She smiled. "Thanks, you take care Elle May." She nodded, taking her sunglasses out. Turning to leave the girls bedroom.
Alex kept looking to Nikole, getting out of the house, he glanced back, "Typical, Father didn't have anything to say about his daughter, aside from her being a big disappointment." he kept looking over her face, "What you get from the daughter?" he asked trying to keep everything professional.
Putting the sunglasses back on, the small breeze blew Nikole's blonde hair behind her shoulders, "Says she hasn't seen her mother, but she had the paper on her bed, of the, L.J. Burrows hearing. My guesses; She'll probably show up for the hearing, Lincoln isn't that smart, Olivia is probably with him." She looked to Alex. "I'm just saying Burrow's wouldn't leave his son beside and its pretty convenient Elle May had that page open." She shrugged. "But who am I to know?"
For a second Alex kept quiet, he held the door for the passenger door open, "well we've going to court house," he kept thinking over things, "Come on..." he added feeling himself looking serious going to the driver side of the car.
Pulling her seat belt on, Nikole looked at Alex in the drivers seat. "I don't think you like me very much when smart things come out of my mouth." She watched him through the sunglasses.
Michael standing outside the warehouse, "It's time to move. We've got everything we need. Just a quick stop in Utah, then we're off to Mexico." he looked from Lincoln to Olivia; he knew this was going to be a long time before they can get normal.
"L.J. has a hearing today to determine if he gets tried as an adult. I can get him..." Lincoln wasn't really listening to Michael talking.
"It's not the right time." Michael stated while looking from Olivia.
She kept looking from brother to brother, "And when will be the right time Michael?" she asked, "cos me and Linc have kids to think about, you don't even have a girlfriend..."
"After we go to Mexico, after we're off the news." Michael kept watching them.
Lincoln was staring seriously at his brother, "They framed him for a double Homicide; soon as he loses the hearing they're going to ship him out to an Adult Facility. So today in the courthouse is my only chance to get him. They are not having my son from me, Michael." His jaw set.
Michael inhaled, "I know." he kept a serious face.
"Michael, this is your nephew..." her voice stressing the nephew part, "The little kid that called you Mikey..."
"I would never leave LJ behind, but we can't do this now. There's no plan in place." he kept looking to Lincoln and Olivia.
"Michael, seriously, you can't fool me, you mastered a whole prison escape, you can get passed a court house no problem..."
Lincoln cut in, "Believe me when I said, I know that courthouse; I've been there more times than I can remember. The only person guarding him is the Bailiff who carries mace and a big stick." He nodded; he was doing this with or without Michael.
"A big stick, sounds kinky..." Olivia stopped while looking to Michael, his eyes big.
He kept looking to Lincoln, "So you're going to bum ruche the courthouse. That's your plan. Are you serious?" he sighed.
Olivia folded her arms, "pretty much yeah, guy with a big stick, sounds like a lot of fun..."
"Hey yo, we're headed out, man." C-Note looked to all of them, then nodded.
"Well good luck." Michael glanced to everyone, "To everyone. Stay out of trouble."
C-Note walked over to Lincoln, "Yeah," he shook his hand.
Michael Felt Sucre giving him a hug.
"This is it, Papi." Fernando was giving Michael a romance hug, patting his back quickly.
Lincoln was watching C-Note after shaking his hand, watching Olivia for a minute before looking to Fernando.
"Hope you find your girl, man." Lincoln tried not to think about the courtroom. But it was ALL he could think about.
"She's all I have. I'll die trying." Fernando pulled away from Michael, getting a small hug from Olivia, "Take care, Mami." before looking to Lincoln.
"Adios." Lincoln saluted/waved him.
"I got that!" Fernando smiled turning and walking away.
"Maybe we'll see each other again. You never know, Michael. You never know." Abruzzi kept looking to Michael he stepped forward with a glare, then he walked away leaving them all behind.
Olivia kept looking to Sucre, "Find that woman, be the daddy I know you're going to be so well," she kissed his cheek lightly, walking him walking away.
"Tell me everything you know about the courthouse." Michael now looked to Lincoln.
Lincoln watched everyone leaving, before looking to Michael, explaining the details as best he could, having seen them so many times. He closed his eyes, like he was standing in the Courthouse. "Two Elevators... Every floor, side by side..." He laughed to himself, "I've puked in both..." He whispered. "Holding cell on the third floor... Pissed in the corner in a drunken disorderly..." He was maybe to vivid sometimes, but he kept going, down to the final detail of the stairs outside the place.
Michael nodded while they were walking to the parking garage, "Right," he nodded, "I think the elevator will be out best point." he kept watching Olivia on the other side of him, "You can," he glanced, "well, keep out the way..."
He glanced around, "It's this one here." Michael pointed to a car, then to Olivia, "Don't touch the radio..."
"Right," she kept looking around the garage, "No radio, I'll just sing..." she added. Her eyes going to Lincoln taking out a cell phone, she bit her lip watching him licking his bottom lip.
"Yeah, hi, I'm with the Demoines Herald, covering the L.J. Burrows hearing? What time's that start?" He walked around, before seeing a guy looking at them funny from across the way, he didn't speak, he just kept listening to the hold music on the phone. "Thank you." He finally got his answer, hanging up the phone, looking at Michael with the baby wipes.
"Three o'clock. The hearing lasts half hour max, he'll be taken down to the transport bay at ten to, to catch the four o'clock van." It sounded like Lincoln knew how this went.
"So how do we get to him?" Michael asked getting into the driver's seat, he looked to Olivia in the back seat.
Olivia kept looking to Michael, finally looking to Lincoln, her hand touching his shoulder, for a second getting that feeling again, her fingers rubbing his shoulder trying to keep him calm.
"Well, when I was locked up, I had nothing to do except study the briefs. Nick Savvrons Bar number is on the front page of every one. If we want to talk to L.J., we just-" He paused for a minute.
"Pose as one of his attorneys." Michael smiled to Lincoln, while looking back to Olivia, "Are you okay?" he asked trying to make time starting to drive.
Olivia moved her hand from Lincoln's shoulder, "I'm fine," she kept looking to the brothers, "I just," her hands in her lap relaxing back into the seat, "Fine..."
Alex glanced to Nikole, both them standing in the little integration room, "You must be L.J. Agent Mahone, FBI. This is my partner Agent Wilson." he kept his face calm, "please..." he pointed from L.J to the chair.
L.J. looked between the two of them, his bright yellow jumpsuit didn't go well with the different dull colours of the courthouse. Sitting down, he played with his fingers, hands cuffed.
"Assuming you've heard." Nikole looked over the young boy, she could pick out the features he'd taken from Lincoln.
"Yeah." L.J. nodded.
"I have to tell you, what your father and uncle pulled off, very impressive. I've been doing this fourteen years, and most escapes can be attributed to dumb luck or brute force. The level of planning and sophistication that went into this one, and eight guys got out. I really do, professionally speaking, have a lot of admiration for Lincoln and Michael." Alex kept watching L.J, for a second he kept thinking about how much this boy look like his father, his hands kept looking forward.
"Cool, now we're buddies." L.J. pulled off a stupid act and it made Nikole laugh. "You and I can be... Friends..." He smiled at her a boyish glitter in his eyes.
"Sorry kiddo." Nikole held up her hand with the engagement ring, shutting him down nicely.
"What do you need?" L.J. asked lowly.
"Help us bring them in. Peacefully." Nikole watched him, with a nod. L.J. playing with his fingers, the hand cuffs making nose against the table.
"I don't know where they are; I don't know where they're going." He whispered.
Alex kept looking to L.J, "There's another way you can help." he listened to the boy agreeing carefully. "Go on TV. I can have a camera crew down here in half an hour." he kept looking to L.J, he needed this to work.
L.J. lent forward on the table, looking more-so to Alex now, "You know what man? The murder charge they put on my dad? The two murder charges they put on me? Everything's been set up coming from way up top. So the fact that you work for the government? I got nothing to say." He glanced to Nikole who kind of smiled and he lent back in his chair.
"L.J." Nikole started at him softly, "I'll give you the same advice that you'd get from the guy working Deli downstairs. Start thinking about yourself, now. In fact, the sooner the better. Because no one, not your Father, L.J., not your Uncle, is going to do your time. At Sixteen years old, you're looking at a long stretch. How much time you get? Will you serve it?" She paused again, thinking about David for just a minute, "Who your cellmate might be."
L.J. looked around before settling back to look at her.
"You need to start thinking about yourself, now. We want your Dad, and we want your Uncle, and I'm willing to deal." Nikole stood up, glancing to Alex with a nod, "Don't wait to let someone else get the reward" She headed toward the door.
Olivia kept beside Michael, she glanced over to him, "So..." she kept her voice down, "After L.J, getting to Utah, and find Westmoreland's daughter."
"Yeah, yeah," he kept thinking of the plan, he was walking with her looking towards the car, "Olivia," he stopped her for a second. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," she kept looking to Lincoln by the car, and then back to Michael, "Why wouldn't I be?"
Michael shrugged it off walking to the car, "Hey," he said while Lincoln hung up the phone.
"Hi." Lincoln said after a minute, looking nervously around, before seeing Olivia. "Everything okay?" He asked anything in General.
"We going to make a move?" she kept looking to Lincoln, she walked over to him, Michael getting to the driver seat.
Michael could sit into the driver seat looking to the steering wheel. "We've got one more stop." he spoke.
Olivia looked into Lincoln's eyes, moving closer, "I, we, after this, we've got a lot to talk about." she opened the back seat getting inside.
Lincoln's eyebrows knitted together with confusion, "I-We do?" He tried not to sound that confused about it. But right now, he didn't get it, But than nodded. "Okay." He agreed on it. Getting into the passenger seat of the car.
Michael pulled up in front of a small store, he kept looking to Olivia and Lincoln, he walked into the store.
Olivia got out of the car she took the shirt off, she wrapped it around her waist before looking to her wrist for a second, she knew she was going to need clean bandaging, she walked to the front passenger side, leaning into the window she opened the glove compartment seeing a mini first aid kid, She gave Lincoln a quick smile before opening going to the back of the car, placing the box on the truck taking out some bandages.
Lincoln returned the smile to her, standing by the store casually. Flipping open the cell phone in his hand, Dialing a string of numbers he'd memorized in the car during the drive.
Putting the phone to his ear, he listened to the answering. "Cook Country Courthouse?"
"Yeah." Lincoln paused. "Nick Savrinn, bar number: 56567 for call time with my client, L.J. Burrows." Lincoln stood outside the store on another cell phone. The Bailiff nodded, handing the phone to L.J.
"Hello?" L.J. asked carefully feeling nervous. "Know who this is?" Lincoln asked, hearing his sons voice made his heart sink.
L.J. smiled, "Yeah." He glanced to the Bailiff watching him and straightened his face. "Nick Savrinn." He said factually.
"How you holding up?" Lincoln asked.
"Doing what I can, how are you?" He asked carefully."
Lincoln sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Worried about you, I'm sorry for what you are going through, right now."
"Thanks. Word is, after this hearing because of my Dad being so high profile, they're," L.J. paused a minute, feeling something twist in his stomach. "They're shipping me to an Adult facility in Kingman, Arizona."
"Yeah well, hopefully that ain't going to happen." Lincoln said factually now.
"You heard from Veronica today?" L.J. asked unaware of anything, unaware Lincoln had closed his eyes for a minute before L.J. continued." She didn't show up. They gave me some court appointed clown." He snickered.
"Nope, haven't heard from her." Lincoln exhaled.
"Hey, this uh, these Feds came by and talked to me today."
Lincoln listened to L.J. talking watching a man pass in a car.
"Yeah?"
"He wanted me to get my Dad to turn himself in." L.J. kind of laughed about it.
"Well, knowing your Dad, I doubt that's going to happen. Listen up L.J. this is real important." He waited for a minute.
"On the Third, look out for Otis Right. You got that? On the Third, look out for Otis Right. Until then, keep your head up." He nodded.
L.J. stared confused, "What?"
"Just remember that. I'm going to do everything I can to get you out." "Hey Nick. If you talk to my Dad, tell him no matter what I love him." He whispered before hanging up.
Leaving Lincoln to snapped the closed, holding it under his lip, feeling pained.
Olivia threw her old bandaging into the trash, she walked over to Lincoln her eyes going to a cop car going by, she pulled Lincoln close to herself, she held herself close to him, "Keep still, cop," her voice breathless, she kept still against him until the cop drove passed, "I'll get Michael," she turned walking into the store.
"Can I help you miss?" he looked her over, he knew who she was.
Olivia waved her hand, "no," she finally found Michael, "come on," she took his arm.
"I need to pay..." he whispered lightly to her now.
Lincoln caught the sight of the police car stopping as a lady walking her dog started speaking to them. He had a bad gut reaction from that gut flight feeling. Seeing Olivia and Michael. "We have to go! Right now!" He said hushed enough the shopkeeper didn't hear.
Nikole's hears made their clicking noise across the Courthouse's floor. Holding a small black tape recorder in her hands. "Alex, you might want to hear this." She found him.
Alex took the recorder, listened to a part, "I don't believe it," he then looked to Nikole, "you do something right after all," he turned going back to the room with L.J in it, he kept looking to L.J's face, knowing that he wasn't going to get one over him. "We're good..." he spoke to the bailiff, he walked out after Nikole walked in. "You got a call from Nick Savrinn today. What was that all about?" he kept looking business.
"He's my attorney, that's a privileged." L.J. looked over Alex, feeling smug for a minute.
Nikole laughed and it made L.J. nervous, "Well that's odd, because Nick Savrinn was found dead in his apartment an hour before that call came into you." She watched something flicker in L.J's eyes when she held up the tape-recorder, pushing play.
Lincoln's voice came over the speaker; " Listen up L.J. this is real important." There was a pause in the tape.
"On the Third, look out for Otis Right. You got that? On the Third, look out for Otis Right. Until then, keep your head up."
Nikole pressed stop. Still watching L.J. Who looked worried, scared even.
"You know for someone who's so convinced that the government is capable of so many underhanded things, you sure are playing fast and loose with Us." Alex kept looking to L.J, for a moment getting really frustrated with this kid, it was making him lose his mind, he thought about the pen, later, it was all he told himself.
L.J. glared, "What are you going to do, throw another fake murder charge on me?" He tried to sound like he didn't bother him, but his stomach was crunching.
"Who is Otis Wright?" Nikole asked him and L.J. exhaled.
"I have no idea." He was honest, because right now, his mind was scattered unsure of what his Dad actually meant.
"I think you do. If you don't tell us, after you're convicted, We will be in that courtroom when you're sentenced, and we will hang you out to dry. Take it to the bank." Nikole glanced to Alex, before looking back to L.J.
Before a Bailiff opened the door. "It's time to go downstairs for your hearing Mister Burrows."
On the roof, Lincoln stood with Michael and Olivia. It was almost Three O'clock. Almost time for the hearing.
Using a yellow handled screwdriver. Lincoln was popping the ventilation shifting off around the elevator terminals.
"I'll go down," she pointed, her eyes going to Michael and Lincoln, "Good luck..." she kept walking away, she got to the bottom of the stairs going to the back exit, her eyes looking over a girl with blonde hair, looking lose.
"Mom..." Elle May rushed over, she jumped into her arms, "Mom!" she cried holding her mother in her arms.
"Hey, baby, what are you doing here?" she asked feeling confused.
Elle May brushed a hand under her eyes, "L.J's hearing," she then reached into her bag, "plus An Agent Wilson wanted me to give this to you..."
Olivia blinked, "Agent Wilson, was she blonde, really blue eyes, looks like a model?"
"Yeah, why?" Elle May asked looking confused, "Mom..."
"Nothing, it's, nothing..." she looked to the purple lollipop feeling completely confused.
Alex stood with the bailiff, Nikole the other side and L.J standing in front, the fact he kept looking to the lift, then to L.J, the one on the left opening. "Come on..." the bailiff said.
L.J dropped to his knees, playing with his shoelaces, and Alex kept focused on the while scene, the left elevator closed.
L.J. tying his shoe, as the Bailiff pressed the down button again, not to seconds later the right elevator opened up. Making him smile, he stood happily. The Bailiff walking him into the elevator, "Otis Wright Manufacturing, Alex." Nikole was looking to the sign above the elevator.
Alex avoided grunting, it was the fact she was treating him like a child, more to the point a retarded child to boot. "I can see that!" he snapped at her from the corner of his mouth. "Let me take him from here..." he got into the elevator, quickly noticing how Nikole jumped into it with him and L.J.
L.J. looked nervously unpleased, standing in the middle of Alex and Nikole; he stared forward as he felt the elevator shifting downward.
Until he jumped, hearing the escape hatch popping open and his father's voice. "Keep it in the holster and no one gets hurt!" He was looking at Alex who hesitated for his gun, "I said keep it in the holster!"
Keep it in the holster and no one gets hurt. "Alright, L.J. hit stop." He glanced to the panel. L.J. shifted, pressing the Emergency stop. He glanced to Nikole who was looking up. Her eyes caught Lincoln's and Lincoln stared at her for a minute. Holding the black water gun, nervously. "He's coming with us."
Michael kept looking to L.J, "Hey Buddy, give me his gun," he watched L.J doing as he was told, for a second, when the gun was passed, Michael kept looking from Mahone to Nikole, "what are you doing here?" he asked, he was completely confused in the whole matter, plus where he was, he could totally see down her shirt, and couldn't stop staring at her.
Nikole was looking up; a short minute passed before she open her mouth, "What can I say? Agent Wilson has a nicer ring than Doctor Wilson, don't you think?" She narrowed her eyes knowing where his were. "Taking a picture will last longer, Michael." She pointed out.
Lincoln was stunned; he couldn't believe that, shaking his head, reaching his free hand out. "Take my hand L.J." He felt his son reach up, grabbing onto it. "That'a boy. Come on." Lincoln pulling him up more, before the water gun slipped. Handing on the elevator floor.
Michael glanced to the plastic sound hitting the floor, and Alex made a jump for L.J's legs, "Back off, back off!" Michael was holding a real gun to Mahone.
Alex glared, "Nikole!" he snapped his eyes to her, still holding onto L.J, "you have a gun!" he then looked to Michael again, "You're not shooting anybody. Neither are you. Give yourselves up and your kid can walk. It's the only way he's getting out of this place."
"Dad!" L.J. squeaked, feeling his father holding him tightly and Alex holding him tightly. He was scared.
Nikole had her own gun out; she pointed it at Michael for a minute, before pointing it at L.J. "Do you really, wanna tempt me Michael? Put the gun down." Her voice was chilling. Her eyes never leaving his, before reaching over, pressing the Start button, the elevator starting to move again.
"Dad, you gotta let me go. Dad!" L.J. was still holding on. Lincoln was feeling a panic seeing Nikole's gun on his son.
The doors opened, "Scofield up there!" he snapped, but the fact Michael and Lincoln were gone. Alex kept glaring to L.J, "Scofield and Burrows are in the building," he yelled trying to get attention.
Olivia looking to Elle May, "I have to go," she heard the commotion, "but I promise you," she kept looking to her daughter, "I will find you, and we'll be together, just," she inhaled, "Keep close with L.J," she could see Michael and Lincoln running from the building.
Elle May could only watch her mother running away, she kept looking with tears in her eyes.
The three of them ran as police from the Courthouse were chasing. Lincoln saw a truck, pointing at it. "TRUCK!" He yelled for they both heard.
Over the Police who were chasing them under Agent Mahone's orders, "freeze! We'll shoot!" A police officer yelled.
Michael jumped into the driver's seat, he felt Olivia jumping into the passenger side, Lincoln quickly behind her, but the sound of bullets made her close her eyes as Michael started to drive away, but not far, just enough to get a head start on Mahone and Nikole, he bit his lip thinking about Nikole, she'd turned to the dark side.
Michael stopped the truck, he got up, looking to Olivia following him, and finally on Lincoln. "We gotta move!" he kept looking back.
Lincoln trying to follow as fast as he could winced in pain, holding his leg. A bullet wound in it. "I can't." He hissed pain was pulsing through him. He fell back against a mental stand around a tree.
"Oh my god." Michael kept looking to Olivia now sitting beside Lincoln, she started to look up to Michael, she ignored Lincoln's muttering of failing his son, she felt like a worse mother running off leaving her daughter behind. Olivia took the bandage from her wrist, she wrapped out around Lincoln's leg, her eyes looking into his, back to Michael, "Help me!" she got to one side of Lincoln, Michael getting to the other.
Alex rushed to where the truck was; he kept looking to Nikole who caught up with him pretty quickly, "Get men in all the area's hospitals. Wherever they are, one of them's bleeding good. Which means; they either come to us, or they die." he kept looking to Nikole with a, you know what we have to do face.
