Nikole felt the blood boiling through her veins, the fact most of her life, she's never imagine herself feeling this form of anger, but as she felt herself walking through the hallways of the FBI station, she kept trying to keep a calm exterior, but since she couldn't see herself from the outside, all she could assume is that wearing the white shirt, the black skirt, her high heels clicking in a quick pace, she could only assume that her face looked set, angry, but that was what she was. Angry, a pure feeling was enough to push her over the edge.
Yes she took the job, her fiancée confused what he really was, now she was stuck in the darkness, not knowing why she was working with Alexander Mahone, all she knew was she didn't trust him. The feeling of the air going in and out her lungs, the sound of the quiet office, her eyes quickly looked over the board, seeing all the photos, all of them, but what caught her attention was the confirmation she was looking for, a big red cross over David's face and a deep feeling set in that it was her fault it had to happen to him.
Nikole's eyes focused on the office door, the window showing enough of Alex's face, the way he sat on his chair with the phone to his ear. She felt her fist curled into tight balls at her side. For a fraction of a second she felt what most killers felt before the kill, the anger burned like fire in her veins.
Alex could only blink as the door of his office burst open, the woman behind the action seemed completely enraged, her hair that was pulled up into a pony tail, had stray hair sticking away from her head like static, her eyes focused and fixed on Alex in a way that he could clearly see was pure rage.
He kept on the chair, the fact was he wasn't in the mood for her ranting, her constant need to know what he was doing, she wore the suit, had the man in suit, but she wasn't company, she was only their spy to keep him on track with his mission, kill all of the Fox River escapees. He placed his cell phone down on the desk, he'd been having a really bad day, and it wasn't getting better. "What ever you have to say, just say it and leave…" Alex kept his tone as civil as he could manger at this point in time.
Nikole stepped to the desk, "Eighteen," was all she could say without feeling sick. "He was Eighteen years old Alex, Eighteen, not yet really in this world, Eighteen and you fucking put five bullets in him, you shot him cold stone. Dead!" her eyes ice blue, could be described as deadly, her hands clutching the desk to stop herself from stabbing him with the letter opening only a few inches from her fingertips.
"You don't get it," Alex kept on the desk chair, it was the look she was giving him, the way her eyes kept focused on him, he couldn't move away from her gaze. "Do you even know what you are working for now?" he asked swirling on the chair, getting to his feet, even if she was wearing heels, he still stood above her, he kept focused on her eyes while she kept focused on him.
Nikole for a second kept her eyes fixed on him, he kept glaring down at her, but she wasn't going to quiet, "Then make me get it, make me see why you are so,"
"I thought you would know," Alex cut in, his hands by his side, his wouldn't stop the staring contest, both of them were unaware they were in. "I have one thing from the company, one thing, that is to kill all that escaped." He kept his tone dead, he didn't really want to do it, but if his secret was to be kept, then he must do what they tell him without questions.
Nikole kept still, for the moment she couldn't think, didn't, "And who gave you these ordered? Who made you kill a eighteen year old kid?" her eyes kept dead, but inside it hurt, Alex just kept looking at her, "Who Mahone!" she shouted while her fist hit his chest, "Who!" she shouted over and over again, her eyes starting to glisten with tears she didn't want him to see. "Tell me who Alex?" she cried out, "Who? Who? Who!" her eyes were glaring at his now.
Alex held her fists still, he kept eye contact, "That is a better question for Kevin!" he snapped, "The man you love, is the one of the many men pulling my strings," he kept his voice dead, "I am a puppet, I am not loving what I have to do, but I'll do it," his eyes narrowed. "So don't come in here, and make me feel worse." He pushed her away, her back hit the door, her eyes kept focused, but she blinked the angry tears away holding herself still.
Nikole kept her back against the door, her hand moved up her chest to her mouth, her eyes kept focused shaking her head, "you're lying…." Her words soft, "You are lying to me."
"Honey, I wish I was, but I am not lying, I am telling you, what you need to know, who you work for, who you want to marry." He kept stood in front of the desk, "Because all I know, is I've been where he is now, and it didn't end good for me, it won't end good for you." He went to turn, but Nikole charged at him, her hand collided with his face, she felt the sting of the slap, but her eyes kept fixed on Alex's expression.
A moment of silence was after the slap, Nikole kept stood in front of Alex who'd not moved, his face still looked to the left, "You don't know Kevin, I've known him since I was fourteen, so don't you dare…"
"Look, I knew Pam from when I was in College, she thought she knew me," he kept his tone low, he moved his face to look at hers, "But Kevin Scarletti isn't who he says he is, no," Alex waved a finger, "you know nothing about what he works for, what he does, and most of all," he kept moving his face closer to Nikole's. "You've not a clue what you've gotten yourself into." He kept his tone cold.
Nikole used everything she had to push Alex away from her, but his hands caught her, pulling her back with him, her eyes narrowed feeling him holding her still, her face starting to turn red from her anger, she tried to pull her arms free, "Let me go!" she snapped, her eyes kept focused on him while pulling her self, trying all she could, but he was stronger, "Let me the fuck Go!" her voice raised, but it was hard for anyone to hear, no one was around.
Alex kept a hold on her arms, he felt himself not sure what to do, but feeling her eyes glaring at him, the way her lips pouted, her eyes cold, the fact was, he didn't really hate her, for a second in the moment, he pushed his own lips onto the ones he didn't expect to ever kiss.
For a second Nikole was frozen, he eyes open while Alex kissed her, she kept completely still, but feeling her eyes slowly close, his hands still holding her arms by her side, she kissed him back, moving her body closer to his. She kissed him hard, feeling him pushing back. His hands moved down her arms, moving to her waist, she wrapped her now free arms around his neck, her fingers working into his hair pulling it hard. But Alex didn't seem to feel it, his hands moving around her ass pulling her on himself. Feeling every curve of her body, he felt her moaning lightly into his mouth, pulling away for air.
Nikole kept looking into Alex's eyes, for a second her breathing was hard, her body felt tense, but most of all, her lips were burning for more. She closed the gap, but this time, the kiss wasn't so hard, he turned them so now Nikole was with her back to his desk, his hands moving behind her back, he kissed but pushed all the things off his desk, lifting her up sitting her on the edge.
Her heart beating fast, feeling Alex's lips brushing down her neck, her hand moving down his chest, to his belt, her hands swiftly pulling it off, taking his trousers and boxers down, he positioned himself between her thighs, his hands holding each legs tight, his reached into his wallet taking out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth.
Placing the condom on, Alex felt his fingers moving aside her lace panties, he felt himself push hard inside of her, first she gasped, but her kept pounding into her hard, feeling her hands moving around to his ass, digging her long fingernails into the soft flesh making him groan louder pushing into her harder and deeper.
Nikole couldn't control her breathing now, her head falling back feeling Alex biting her neck, each pound sent waves of pleasure through her, her eyes kept closed feeling herself coming hard, but he wasn't done, she couldn't feel her toes, while Alex lips moved to met hers again, she felt him kissing her hard, their tongues moving against each other violently, making her climaxes multiply, her whole body was trembling, feeling the world spinning, as Alex climaxed with her making them both gasp out loud, her chest kept rising and falling, feeling Alex was no longer inside her, she opened her eyes seeing him step away from her, she kept still on the desk not knowing what to feel, her hands holding the edge of the desk, kept watching him, feeling like she done something so wrong, she slipped off the desk heading for the door, she couldn't think of anything to say to Alex right now as she slipped out. Her eyes glanced back to the door, her hand to her chest; she closed her eyes, inhaled and left the office.
Olivia opened her eyes, she kept looking Lincoln, "Hey," she whispered, "We've got a lot of road to cover." she kissed him slowly, her eyes kept focused on his face, "Love, you need to open your eyes..." she kept rubbing him lightly.
"I'm awake." Lincoln murmured, this having been the first time he'd slept more then a few minutes since the escape. His eyes slowly opened up, seeing her, he smiled. "Hi." He was glad he wasn't dreaming.
"We've got to get up," she whispered trying to move away from him, but she kept touching his bare chest, "I need to get dressed, and, you'll need to get dressed." she kissed him lingering on the moment. "I feel weird..." she smiled brightly.
"Is it a good weird or a bad weird?" Lincoln asked softly, yawning, turning to lay on his back.
He yawned once again. "Oh, Lincoln needs some coffee." He rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"Good weird," her eyes going to Lincoln. "Olivia thinks Lincoln is talking weird." she moved getting off the bed, she found herself looking for her bra, scooping her panties off the floor putting them on.
"Lincoln thinks, Olivia is right about Lincoln." He muttered sitting up in the bed, finding his boxers and pulling them on, his shirt across the room. His jeans at the end of the bed, he stood up.
"Well, Olivia is now looking forward, to getting L.J and hopefully food." she rubbed her belly putting Jeans back on, her tank top, she brushed her fingers through her hair, she inhaled touching her stomach. "Olivia feels like she lost her virginity again..."
"Lincoln is wondering if... Olivia is regretting it?" He said pulling his shirt on, finding the car keys, before looking over Olivia carefully.
"No," she smiled walking over to him, she touched his chest, looking up into his eyes, "Olivia doesn't regret it," she smiled with a big grin, "Olivia can't wait to do it again," she kissed him lightly, "again," each time she's say again, kissing him lingering on him longer. "And again..."
Lincoln laughed softly, brushing his fingers into her hair, holding her close against his body for a long deep kiss.
Alex came into work, he kept looking to the mess of paper around the floor, the stink of sex still lingered in the air, or maybe it was just his memory putting the stink in his mind, but the fact was simple. He had sex, good sex last night on this desk.
Nikole felt horrible, the fact she went home last night to her Fiancee like it was a typical day, how she showered and scrubbed, but she swore she could still smell Alex on her.
Walking into the head quarters she tried to blend into the people. Wearing a pair of black dress pants, a fitted short sleeved button up light purple shirt and a pair of black closed toe heels.
Her blonde hair was in a simple flawless ponytail. She kept nervously twisting her engagement ring.
"Morning Agent Wilson!" Someone said loudly making her wince.
"Uh, morning." She said lowly.
"Alex on top?" Lang walked beside Nikole, she kept focused on the woman who didn't seem to appear the way she normally would, the fact that Alex had been shut in his office, she could hear him moving things about too scared to go in there.
Nikole almost tripped over herself, turning her head to look at Lang, "Huh? Sorry... What are you talking about?" Her mind was a trillion miles away. As she stood still, her eyes glancing from Alex's office toward the woman again.
"Is he on top of the other escapees," Lang completed her sentence, her eyes over Nikole. "I know that it's a matter of tome." her eyes bright.
Alex walked out of the office, his eyes meeting Nikole's, how was he meant to look at her, after how he treated her last night on his desk, the way he made her cum, her face, the feeling of her hands, he had to snap back to reality.
Seeing him, Nikole's stomach had done flips. She'd tried mentally preparing herself for this, all night and all the drive to the office but she felt weaker, like she could feel him against her. "Alex." She said trying to keep her tone as even as possible, but her voice shook a little bit.
"Nikole," Alex kept his tone even, even if all he could see was last night playing over in his head.
"Lang," Lang said, but paused, it was the moment when Alex looked to her, "I mean, Alex, Erm," she inhaled, "We've got agents watching the Burrows kid, in case his father works his way out of the wood work." she kept calm.
Wheeler walked out of the office, "Also, still no sighting of Hart's daughter since she disappeared..." he held a file over to Alex.
Alex took it, "Eleven year old, how can an eleven year old, just disappear?" he asked the room.
Nikole thought about it, "They don't..." She glanced to the picture of Olivia on the board, still free of the red X. "They blend in, they give false names... Elle May isn't a stupid girl." She exhaled, "Have you checked her Myspace page? She writes in her blog an awful lot..." Nikole felt like a creep but remembered the girl in her bedroom, Myspace open on the computer.
Alex clicked, "Lang, is there a change that Elle May wrote anything on a blog," he caught peoples attention, "I want to state, a daughter on the run, is looking for her mother." he pointed out, "big change, if she's written anything on her blog, that can lead us to Olivia Hart." he kept looking to Nikole.
"Olivia is probably with Lincoln Burrows, who you'd think would be heading to Arizona to meet his son, maybe Elle May is planning on meeting up with her mother there?" Nikole suggested.
"We need to talk," Alex snapped to Nikole, for a second, he looked into her eyes.
"Sullins..." Wheeler broke into the conversation, "He's in your office, said you need to talk..." his voice seriously while eyeing up Nikole.
"Son of a bitch. Let me know if anything breaks on the convicts." Alex starting to walk away, he glanced to Nikole, "We're not done!"
Watching from across the road, Lincoln's eyes like a hawk on the correctional van pulling up. Still in the car with Olivia, his hand holding onto hers, he hadn't seen L.J. get out of the van yet. He was holding his breath.
"Babe," Olivia spoke softly, "Feds are all over him," she whispered, "You'll need a smart plan," she added while looking over him, her hand kept touching his face. "So, what you gonna do?" she asked feeling confused.
"I'm..." He trailed off, his attention going to a homeless man begging for change up the street, getting rowdy with a few people. A tiny smile crept over his face.
"Meth head," Olivia laughed, "Well," she glanced to L.J walking away from the van, she inhaled, "I need to," she pointed, "Meet back here in an hour or so?" she asked Lincoln trying to work something out, plus she really needed clean underwear, she felt all kinds of dirty.
"One hour." Lincoln checked his digital watch, nodding. "Be careful." He kissed her lips lightly. Before getting out of the car.
Olivia felt his lips touching his, she got out while trying to figure out how on earth she was going to get underwear, she inhaled glancing around walking the town, she sat on a bench looking around, it wasn't until a woman holding too much, she placed her bag down between herself and Olivia, her other hand holding a phone, yelling to someone.
Olivia felt her stomach sinking, the bag was open, the woman looking away, still yelling. Olivia found it too easy to slip her hand into the open bag taking a purse, she quickly stood up walking away feeling horrible about what she'd done, but the need to get out of stripper clothes.
Getting back to the car in an hour, she was wearing a simple red and white dress, white tennis shoes felt better on her feet. She'd gotten some other clothes, guessing Lincoln's size, she just hoped she was right, her eyes going to her watch checking the time, inhaling standing close to the car feeling awkward.
Lincoln came up behind her, looking over her in her new clothes. "Olivia." He said sharply, not meaning to.
But he was glad to see her, standing in front of the car and not arrested somewhere. "We need to, get to a hospital!" His voice was serious, exhaling. Hoping this plan was going to work.
Olivia jumped holding her chest, "hospital?" she felt confused, she inhaled looking to Lincoln, turning to look at him. "Why Hospital?" she asked feeling completely confused, but then happy to see him.
"We're getting L.J., just trust me, okay?" He smiled, taking out the cars keys, unlocking the passenger door. Opening it for her, "Loving the new outfit, by the way." He winked, his voice smooth. Holding a cooler in his other hand.
For a moment she blushed getting into the car, she felt herself worried about what Lincoln had done, but while Lincoln was in the driver side, she kept herself together; she wanted to make sure that they'd get passed all the feds.
Elle May was looking around the Nurses station, she kept looking around, she found it was to easy to slip into the room while the door open, a nurse coming out, not spotted. "Ouch," she spoke to L.J who was sitting on a bed, she walked around, "you know, you're one hard person to find..." she added folding her arms over.
L.J.'s face was stinging, the stitches pulling when he spoke, "It's not hard to find someone whose been in lock up." His eyes narrowed for a minute looking over her, before smiling a little bit. "How'd you get from, Illinois to Arizona?"
"I kinda skipped a lot of buses," she spoke soft sitting with him, "People fall for the weepy, I lost my mom, she has our tickets." she glanced over his face, "I kinda saw what happened." she nodded, "Plus, my mom said, keep an eye on L.J, so here I am." she patted his back.
"Yes, here you are..." L.J. turned his back to the rooms door, looking out the blinded window.
Before tensing, hearing the door opening he panicked. Listening to it clicking shut, "How you feeling, Slugger?" Lincoln's voice broke the rooms silence.
L.J.'s stomach knotted, turning around quickly. "Dad?" He didn't believe it.
His father and Olivia standing in his hospital room now.
He got up, hugging him tightly.
"Mom!" Elle May jumped into her mother's arms, she squeezed tight.
Olivia in shock seeing her daughter, "Elle..." her voice confused. "Linc, we better," she pointed to the door, "you know..."
Elle May glanced from her mother, to L.J's dad, "Mom, are you two...?"
"Not now Elle!" Olivia was now making a move to get out of the hospital.
"Quick, move, fast." Lincoln was behind the three of them, moving toward the back of the hospital toward the car.
L.J. looking behind at his dad, while they all moved faster hearing a security breech.
Olivia sitting in the passenger seat, she glanced back to see L.J and Elle May in the back seat, they were driving, down a long road, Elle smiling to her mother. "So, Mom." her voice was soft. "You didn't answer my question," she was simple, "Are you and him, you know..." she kept smiling.
Lincoln cleared his throat, awkwardly. "L.J. here's some ice in that cooler for your cheek thought you might need it." His voice casual.
"Oh thanks... " L.J. then paused. "Wait, you KNEW I'd need ice?" He questioned his father.
"He totally paid a Meth head to whoop your ass..." Elle May smiled, and then glanced back to the look on Olivia's face.
Olivia staring to Lincoln, "You what!" she gasped, "you," she pointed, "you," she sighed, "Well it worked." her eyes to Elle May, "How did you get here?"
"Erm, I skipped buses, I, you told me to keep an eye on L.J!" her voice snapped.
"Wonderful, our children are turning into tiny criminals." Lincoln glanced in the rear view mirror to his son, holding the ice against his cheek. "It'll keep the swelling down, been in a few to many fights in my time." He laughed before seeing Elle May and he looked back to the road.
"Well you know what they say," Olivia started, "A family that breaks the law together, stays together..." her voice light.
Elle May Squealed, "We're a family, you two are so in love!" her voice high pitched, "I can't believe it, you two are going to get married!" she turned, "you're like my big brother now!" she kept squealing, "I wish I could blog this!" her voice kept squealing louder.
"Can I... Jump out of the car... While it's moving, please?" L.J. sounded pleading at his dad, who laughed.
"Nope, sorry no shovel to scoop you up when you go splat." Lincoln nodded.
"Rats." L.J. sighed, dramatically.
Elle May started to pout, her eyes going big, the blue looking over L.J's face, "you're being a jerk off asshole!"
"Hey, language," Olivia snapped to Elle May, "also, I can't get married, I'm a wanted fugitive," she kept looking to Lincoln. "Well lest they're already acting like siblings..."
"This is true, I think we're making progress." Lincoln smiled at Olivia.
"I'm not being a jerk, I'm being... Me." L.J. crossed his arms.
"See, siblings, aww..." Lincoln snickered now, taking a turn off onto the interstate.
Alex found himself walking behind her, his hand touched her arm carefully, "I think I just found a use for you," he whispered into Nikole's ear, his hand moved from her shoulder to her waist, "We might have the location of Scofield..." he kept his voice low, "I hope you don't give me the same reaction when I put a bullet in his head." he snapped at her, but secretly, he wanted to do so much more to her, his eyes going to his office thinking of the desk again.
Nikole narrowed her eyes, "What happened in your office last night, Alex, it's never going to happen again, it was a moment of." She exhaled turning to look at him, in the eyes. "Weakness, that's it." Her eyes narrowed. "Try not to get too... " She lent close, her lips against his ear. "Excited when you pull the trigger."
Alex clenched his teeth, his hand tight against her waist, pulling her close to him; he spun her around to look into her eyes. "One fact," his eyes found it hard to look away, "I am not interested in fucking you again," his voice dark, his eyes kept narrowing, "but right now, I have to get Scofield, so do us both and favour, and find out what this means..." he pushed the crane into her hand. He turned away walking away.
Nikole looked up, holding the crane in her hand, "I am not your... " She trailed off, narrowing her eyes, hissing she walked off annoyed.
