While driving down the interstate, Olivia kept looking to Lincoln, she turned on the radio, Let me remind you that despite his age, David "Tweener" Apolskis was a fugitive wh...Who made a move for my weapon. I did not want to have to kill him. Sometimes things happen that are just out of your control. she quickly turned the station over feeling her hand touching her chest feeling a sudden wave of sickness. "Oh my," she felt her eyes going to Lincoln's, "That Mahone," she swallowed, "He's not out to capture us Linc..." she felt nervous.
Lincoln looked focused on the road, remembering when he tried to get L.J. from the elevator.
He glanced to the rear-view mirror, L.J. and Elle May had both fallen asleep.
He exhaled, "I know." He felt bad; he was the one who forced David to get gas, not knowing he'd not return. "Olivia, I sent the kid to get gas..." He was emotionally upset by this, the highway dust on both sides, no trees anyway, just desert.
Olivia moved on her seat, she got closer to Lincoln touching his shoulder, "Linc, you're not a physic, you couldn't of predicted this would of happened." her tone light, "It could have been me..." she exhaled kissing his cheek lightly, "We just need to get to Panama." she kissed him again.
Elle May opened her eyes lightly, "I knew you two were together," she giggled while hugging onto L.J, "Big brother!"
In the rear-view mirror, Lincoln watched L.J. cringe in his sleep. Curling over onto himself and pushed Elle May away, "Get lost." He muttered. Lincoln half smiled to himself, his hand finding Olivia's.
Olivia kept looking to Elle May, "I think you need to leave L.J alone." her voice soft, her hand felt warm in Lincoln's.
Elle May kept smiling, "Can I start calling you Dad?" Elle May asked while ignoring L.J's complaining, she felt giddy.
Olivia felt her eyes looking to Lincoln, not quiet sure how he was going to take this.
Lincoln had become silent, his eyes focusing on the road, feeling his grip on the wheel tighter, glancing from the road to the rear-view mirror to Olivia. "I, uh... " He didn't know what to say. "No, because he's my dad, not yours." L.J. nodded crossing his arms.
Olivia pressed her fingers to her temple not really liking the tone of L.J's voice.
Elle May glanced to L.J, she glared, "Erm, well, I asked him, not you!" she poked his arm, "Also, I've never got to call anyone dad before." she pouted folding her arms feeling her eyes tearing up.
Lincoln never had to deal with a girl before, especially in the fatherly aspects.
It sort of freaked him out greatly. "I, uh, if you want? I guess... I mean..." He trailed off, his eyes looking focused to the road.
"Thank you," Elle May jumped quickly to the front seat kissing the side of his face, "I promise you won't regret it..." she squealed sitting down poking her tongue out at L.J.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "Don't worry L.J, she'll grow on you." her eyes going to Lincoln again, "She's just a little excited about having a family, my mother isn't the best..."
"Yeah... What ever." L.J. turned his head to look out the window, his arms still crossed, he wished at had music to listen to, to blare loudly into his ears.
"Just ignore L.J. he's being a sourpuss." Lincoln said. "He got that trait from his old man honestly." He muttered.
"Heard it came back from the lab. Any findings?" Lang started while looking to everyone in the office.
Wheeler smiled, "Yeah, 3200 nitroglycerine ampoules. Scofield knew this needed to be stored in a cool, moist area. Best place for that in the Utah desert is the botanical gardens." he kept focused.
"Stable?" Lang asked, she kept looking to Alex's office, now he kept looking to the box.
"All medical grade. Safely used by heart patients all the time. But in the aggregate..." Wheeler trying to be smarty pants.
Alex walked into the office, "It can take out an entire building. That box right there. This is why we can't have leaks coming from this office." He started to look angry kicking a cabinet, "God help the agent who goes behind my back and talks to the press."
"Oh calm down, you're making a scene, this isn't a grocery store and you aren't a five year old wanting a lollipop." Nikole seemingly appeared out of nowhere, looking at Alex with a darkness in her eyes.
Alex kept trying to avoid the feeling in his stomach, "Well Nikki," kept looking to Nikole, for a second stepped closer to her, "Right now, all I want to know is that meeting point..." he felt himself focused, "I don't care about anything else but that." his eyes focused on her eyes, his body closer to hers.
Nikole's eyes seemed to become dead set on his, her stomach twisted, her fingers twitched. "That's funny, because." She held up several pieces of paper. "I've printed off all the combinations of words that the crane could mean." She shook the papers. "Oh," She lent closer to him, they were barely touching, her lips close to his ear, "And one more thing, Alex." She paused for drama.
Alex kept focused on her, the fact it seemed everyone in the office had gone to doing their own thing, trying to ignore the extreme sexual tension between Alex and Nikole. "And what would that be?" Alex kept his voice low, his body pressing tighter into her body, wanting again, and smelling her skin.
Nikole let out a soft laugh - but it was a mocking laugh. Her lips so close to his ear, "I can feel your hard-on." She whispered, feeling herself wanting to bite him, she closed her eyes for a minute telling herself 'no.'
Alex could feel her breath on his neck, the smell of her skin inviting him in, making it hard not to push her against the wall, pull her clothes off. "That is my cell phone, Nikole Wilson," he then inhaled, "Or should it me Nikole, Scarlatti!" he smirked darkly.
Narrowing her eyes, Nikole hissed at him dangerously. "Don't." Her voice was set and narrow. "Or maybe, yes. Call me Nikole Scarlatti, it reminds me I am in a happy relationship while you, are a divorced father who never sees his son in Colorado and are here in Chicago, alone." She smirked back.
Alex pushed her against the wall, his eyes fixed on hers, "Don't you dare mention my son," his voice a dark hiss, his eyes narrowed, "and if you're so happy with your relationship, if you're so happy," he licked his bottom lip, "Why do I recall making you cum hard last night, making you want more." he smirked letting her go walking away.
Left breathless against the wall, Nikole had her eyes closed, before opening them again, seeing him gone. She exhaled, "Fuck." She hissed to herself. "Now I need to change my underwear again."
"I'm thinking, we stop for some food soon dad? I'm like... Really starving." L.J. sat up, looking at his dad still driving.
Lincoln turned his head, "Do you see a McDonald's in the middle of the desert, L.J.?" He questioned him. "No, but I was hoping... We take the next Exit?"
"There is a burger bar," Elle May pointed to the Exit sign, "there, there!" she tapped Lincoln's arm, "we can stop there..." she sat back down looking to L.J, "What are you wanting to eat?"
Olivia who'd fallen asleep kept her eyes closed, her hand under her chin, breathing lightly while her other hand was on her stomach.
"Kids." Lincoln said to himself, with Olivia sleeping he felt like the single father, pulling off, onto the exit, Lincoln exhaled. "We can't stay long, we've got to keep driving." He noticed the burger place in close vicinity to the Exit.
L.J. glanced over Elle May. "I don't care - as long as it's food!" His stomach growling, he hadn't eaten since the other night.
"Well I think it's smart if me and L.J go and get the food," Elle May kept her voice low, not wanting to wake her mother up, she looked over her face, she kept smiling. "We can take out, eat in the car, oh," she waved her hands, "We can play I spy, I've never played I spy in a long while!" she kept smiling big.
L.J. let out a long, dark annoyed scoff. "This is... Dad!" L.J. groaned, annoyed, he was going to need a lot of Advil and pot to get through the next three years until he could move out.
"L.J., relax. Behave yourself." Lincoln pulled up outside the burger joint. Fishing some money left over from the golf clubs out of his clothes. "Here." He handed it to L.J. "Go both of you, in and out, hurry up." He glanced to Olivia still sleeping, but he smiled.
Elle May jumped out of the car, she straighten her shirt out while looking to L.J, "you know, I get a feeling you don't want to share your dad..." she kept walking away from the car.
Olivia stirred, "No Mikey, I don't want to play Risk, you always win," she mumbled in her sleep, then opened her eyes. "I'm up!" she waved her hands, her eyes on Lincoln, "I keep falling to sleep, where are we?"
"You know, I think for once, you might be right?" L.J. held the money in his hand, as the two of them walked into the burger place.
L.J. barely saw his dad to start with, now that he could spend time with him, he didn't want to share it with someone else.
"We're almost out of Utah." Lincoln looked over her, with a soft smile. "Sleeping is okay, but I get the feeling... L.J. isn't taking to Elle May so good."
"I think," Olivia moved, "I can't feel my hand," she shook her wrist trying to get the feeling back. Her eyes going to Lincoln, "Elle's never had a mother, I mean, she'd visit me, but it's not the same," she kept moving her hand, "Now, she feels like she's got a shot at having a family, you know," she laughed, "Mom," she pointed to Lincoln, "Dad," her eyes smiling, "Even a big brother..."
"I know what you mean." Lincoln nodded, "I just, I hope L.J. can get over it, so to speak... I think he's just nervous... You know, I would be too... If my mom was murdered, my dad was in jail for murder and all of a sudden...You have a family."
"Well," Olivia kept looking over her hands, she brushed her hand against Lincoln's cheek, "I," she moved on the seat kissing him lightly, "Love that you are starting to," she inhaled, "I mean, you don't have to feel forced to take Elle on..." she kissed him more.
"I want to take Elle on, she's your daughter and I love you, that means I love her too, It's just going to take a little bit of getting use too." Lincoln kissed her softly.
"Yeah," Olivia brushed a hand down his chest, "I have to deal with a teenage boy," she pointed out. "I won't replace his mother, but I just hope he lightens up on Elle, she's just a little excited, that's all..." her eyes searching Lincoln's, "Plus, we've got a while alone," she whispered kissing deeper this time, her hands holding herself closer to him.
"Oh you are bad." Lincoln whispered, his fingers brushing into her hair, his tongue sliding across her lower lip.
Olivia kept brushing her hands into his hair, her eyes closed taking in the kiss, feeling his hands in her hair holding onto the kiss feeling herself wanting more, but would have to wait.
"Aww..." Elle May opened the car door looking in, "L.J, I told you they were in love..." she jumped back into the seat.
Olivia quickly jumping away from Lincoln hitting her head on the ceiling, "OW!"
"Oh Jesus, you okay?" Lincoln touched the top of her head, carefully. Before kind of laughing.
L.J. made a face, getting into the backseat. "Well... Food." He muttered.
"I'm okay," she whispered, "I'm okay," her eyes going to the back of her head, "I'm going to okay." she smiled while looking into his eyes.
Elle May was now making cute eyes, her face staring at her mother and Lincoln. "So cute..."
"If you're sure." Lincoln kissed the top of her head with care, it made L.J. fake gag.
"Anyways..." He pulled out some fries from the brown paper bag. Popping one into his mouth.
A woman walked over to the car, she smiled looking to the family, "Erm, you forgot your change," she said to Elle May.
"L.J," Elle May glanced to her soon to be stepped brother, her eyes focused.
Olivia felt confused, she kept looking to Lincoln holding her breathe.
"Thank you," Elle May took the change watching the woman starting to walk away.
"Keep walking. Keep walking. Come on, keep walking." Lincoln watched the waitress walking, before stopping, turning around and the look in her eyes said it all.
"Damn it!" Lincoln's voice was sharp, starting the car quickly, pulling out of the parking lot quickly back onto the highway.
"We don't have to ditch the car. We can keep driving." L.J. looked at his Dad from the back.
"We can't, the waitress made us and the car. It's useless." He sighed, stressed.
Elle May kept looking from L.J to Lincoln, her eyes wide. She didn't want to say anything, she felt sick, but kept munching on fries.
Olivia kept her eyes on L.J as Lincoln kept driving, "L.J we need to dump the car, we can't be found," she looked to Lincoln, "I have an idea." she continued feeling worried about the kids with them.
"Maybe we can find another car?" L.J. looked from his dad to Olivia now, his appetite gone completely.
"Cars aren't exactly growing on trees out here. We got 400 miles to go and no way of getting there. If we don't get to Michael in time, he's gonna leave without us." Lincoln sighed.
Elle May sinking back into the seat, she didn't like the way everyone was yelling in the car, her hands going to ears, her eyes kept focused forward trying to block them out.
Olivia glanced back to L.J, "He doesn't have a choice. It's a one-shot deal out of the country." her hand going into her hair feeling light headed.
"There was a sign back there for a train station." He pointed behind him.
"It's not that easy. L.J." Lincoln sounded stressed out now. " We follow the road, we won't be seen." L.J. kept trying not to panic.
"It's not THAT easy." Lincoln repeated.
"Hey, I'm not an idiot! I was on the run too, you know." L.J. narrowed his eyes, his father treating him like he didn't know anything was pissing him off.
"Yeah?" Lincoln looked back at him for a minute, "You were on the run, and you got caught."
L.J. hissed again. "Oh jeez! Sorry! Sorry I'm not a pro con like you, DAD!"
Olivia kept out of it now, the car had stopped, she opened the door getting out of the car, Elle May got out with her mother before feeling her mother's arms wrapped around her, she rested her head on her mother, they both kept quiet taking in the moment they weren't fighting.
"I should've stayed in lock up! I wish the charges weren't dropped!" L.J. felt himself not thinking logically.
Pushing himself out of the car,
Lincoln following. "Hey! L.J.! I'm sorry! Okay? I'm sorry!" He saw his son looking pissed off at him.
"Yeah, right, dad." He snapped, crossing his arms.
Lincoln exhaled and inhaled, "Lincoln Burrows Junior!" He snapped. "I said I was sorry! I have a lot on my mind right now!"
"And I don't?" L.J's voice cracked.
"L.J..." Olivia spoke lightly to the teenage boy, "You really don't want to know what we've been through to get here." she kept her eyes on Elle May, back to him, "So just, relax, we're going to make it to the meeting point," she glanced to the driver side, "We are not going to fight," her voice was calm.
L.J. narrowed his eyes at Olivia, "You're not my mom, don't tell me what and what isn't going to happen." He fixed his sweater.
Ignoring his dad who was about to say something. "So what are we doing now, geniuses?" He had his back to everyone.
Olivia looked gob smacked, "I never said I wanted to be your mother." her eyes kept focused, "Right now, you're acting like a brat, so shut the fuck up, get your ass back in the car, or by god I will be putting the fear of god into you!"
Elle May quickly got back into the car fearing this side of her mother.
L.J. turned around, his face serious on Olivia's, he didn't like her, she was taking his father away, and she was bringing her brat into the picture and ruining his life.
"Are you going to make me?" His voice even.
"L.J. get in the car, now." Lincoln advanced on him; L.J. remained still, before looking at his Father.
He wanted to say something rude, but he held his tongue. "I'd rather walk." He pointed out.
Olivia inhaled, walked from her side of the car to L.J, "Get, in, the," she grabbed his ear twisting it, "car!" she opened the door pushing him in, "And stop being a little brat, do as your told, and be honest, I really wished you stop being selfish, think for once your dad is happy."
"Bitch, don't TOUCH me!" L.J. rubbed his ear, getting into the car, slamming the door hard, and pulling the hood of his sweater up. Lincoln looked crossed, letting out a breath, counting to ten in his head. "I'm sorry about him, I really don't know what's gotten into him, he doesn't mean it, I'll talk to him." Lincoln rubbed his forehead.
"Well, he's grown up," Olivia sighed, "He's no longer the toddler who used to chew on my hair, and call me Eva..." her eyes going to Lincoln. "We drive, ditch the car, walk the train station, take it from there..." she leaned over kissing him lightly.
Elle May side glanced to L.J, he was seriously annoying, she knew that Lincoln was making her mom happy, so she wasn't going to be selfish.
Behind Olivia and Elle May, Lincoln was walking with L.J. "You know, you can't be hating on Olivia and Elle May, they've done nothing wrong. If you wanna be mad, you be mad at me, okay?" Lincoln looked over his Sixteen year old son, so much time he'd missed with him.
L.J. Shrugged, he hadn't spoken, since the incident of calling Olivia a bitch. He didn't open his mouth.
"Come on, away from the road. You'll get us busted." He pulled L.J. Back away from the ditch.
"I saw you, checking out them girls at the burger place." Lincoln sounded awkward.
"What?" L.J. Finally looked speaking with his Father, his eyes innocent about it. "Oh come on, I saw." He smiled partly.
"No, no... I was checking to make sure they weren't staring at us, that's all." He shifted his eyes.
"With what kiddo? Their Asses? There's amazing girls in Panama, they love Americans." Lincoln pointed out.
L.J. Kinda grinned. "Cool."
"So, how long have you ... Know about girls?" This was a conversation Lincoln never thought he'd behaving, for the fact. No one ever had that conversation with him.
"Long enough." L.J. Smirked to himself, his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky.
"Since when?" Lincoln felt it was his fatherly right to know.
"Thirteen." L.J. Hesitated.
"Thirteen? With who?" His voice was sharp now alert.
"Donna Enselmi." L.J. Blushed around the cheeks. "She was the girl next door? She was like..." Lincoln trailed off.
"Seventeen?" L.J. Was grinning but sheepishly about it, this was his dad he was talking to.
"Your mom was paying her for French Lessons!" Lincoln remembered that much.
L.J. Nodded, "Well she earned the money." He laughed as his dad did. "Dad, when did you... You know... Learn about girls?" He put it as his father put it.
Lincoln almost tripped over his shoes, "Uh, twelve." He was biting his lip. Awkwardly he didn't plan on EVER having this conversation either.
"Wow." L.J. Didn't expect that. "With who? Was it Veronica?" He wondered but stopped when Lincoln shook his head quickly. "No, another girl."
"Who?" L.J. Looked curiously at him. "Her name was Emma-Lee, she was the thirteen year old British Exchange student, drop it, okay?" He looked down at his son, who nodded. "Come on, away from the road! You're still to close." He pulled L.J. Back again.
Elle May was frustrated with her mother's hands over her ears, "Mom!" she whined. "I wanted to listen..."
"You're not going to know of boys until you're about eighty..." she spoke seriously.
"Mom, that's not fair!" Elle May pouted folding her arms, "I think you're being mean..."
Olivia sighed, "Well, when you don't get knocked up at eighteen, you'll thank me," she pointed out seriously.
Alex clipped the phone shut, he walked into the office with all the paper on the wall, "Okay, new news..." he inhaled. "I want you to find anything with NM," he pointed out, "That can lead us to a location of a meeting point." he glanced over to Nikole sitting at a desk, "I'll need you with me..."
Looking up, Nikole took her reading glasses off, going from smart-hot to dangerous-hot. Standing up, brushing her shirt free of wrinkles, "Awh, are you scared to leave without me, this time?" she faked a dramatic happiness, "I'm touched."
"Yes, well," he kept looking her over, "Just I know that it's best to have more than two heads," he kept glancing over her phone, "unless you have anything wedding event to get going to..." he smirked lightly.
Nikole forced an annoyed smile, "Funny, my hen night." She glared a little bit. "Does it make you feel better? Ragging on other people's marriages when yours fell apart, so quickly after Eleven years?" She enjoyed pouring salt into possible opened wounds.
Alex kept still for the longest moment, his eyes narrowed, "Just find the location!" he hissed feeling himself getting more irritated by her, he kept looking at her long hair, her skin, everything about her body turned him on, or was it that she pissed him off, that made him want to dominate her.
Nikole pouted, "Awh, I upset-ed Alexander... " She pulled a sour grape lollipop from her purse on the desk. "Would this make him feel better?" She waved it in his face.
Alex glared more, "Get what I need," he snapped, he reached over taking the sour grape lollipop, he was getting sick of her, but most of all sick of everything.
He could feel his phone vibrating, he glanced over the name, "Pam, I can't talk right now!" he snapped feeling his hands tense over the phone.
Michael smirked, "Maybe I should call back." he spoke smooth.
Alex tense, "Who is this?"
"You know who it is..." Michael replied while standing near his car.
Alex found himself sitting in his office, "If you've done anything to Pam, or my boy..." his hands brushing over the desk.
Standing at the train station, Lincoln looked at the long line ups for tickets, biting his lip. He looked to Olivia, Elle May and L.J. "What do we do?" L.J. asked panicked. "Get a ticket on the train. Come on. Just wait here until the train comes." Lincoln pointed out.
Elle May rolled her eyes, "Well," she brushed her hands into her pocket, "Wow, how did you not get top grades in all your classes..." she sarcastically remarked.
"Elle," Olivia said in a hush whisper, "I don't want another fight, don't make a scene." she then glanced to Lincoln, his eyes on a man with a paper, his eyes looking up. "I think we've been spotted..." her voice was low, but felt panicked as the man got to his feet.
"Yeah, I think that's the guy right over there." The man pointed out Lincoln, Olivia looked not like herself with the different hair.
The Police officer with the man, looked seeing the four people together looking on high alert.
"Walk, all of you, slowly." Lincoln's voice casual, like it was the Sound of Music when the Captain was leading all his children and Maria out of the house trying to flee to Switzerland.
"Fuck, book it!" Lincoln saw the cop onto them.
"Two Caucasian males, two female on foot, fleeing the Willcox station." the officer said into his radio while running after them.
Elle May kept running in front of Lincoln, but a few paces behind L.J. Olivia was in front of Lincoln trying to keep herself calm, running was annoying now, she glanced forward to see the Cop car, finally L.J, "Look out!" she screamed, but the car hit the teen sending him flying, "No!" she screamed.
Elle May screaming too, she rushed beside L.J, "Be okay," she whispered while looking back to the cops arresting her mother, and Lincoln.
"L.J.!" Lincoln yelled, feeling the handcuffs getting tight on his wrists.
L.J. groaned, rolling over in pain, not all here and not all there, his eyes closed. "L.J.!" He could hear his dad yelling. "I'M SORRY!" Lincoln kept yelling, seeing him unmoving.
"I'm so, so sorry." Lincoln whispered.
