Olivia kept looking to L.J and Elle May, two kids, two kids handcuffed, and it made her sick. "Look, you've got me and Lincoln, can you let our kids go." her voice pleading, she felt like her stomach was sinking, her eyes to Elle May.
Elle May kept watching L.J, she hoped he really didn't hate her.
The officers didn't seem to listen, pulling Olivia and Lincoln up; they pushed them toward a police car, putting Elle May and L.J. into another car. "Let them go!" Lincoln's words were sharp. The officers didn't seem to pay attention.
Olivia felt the back seat of the cop car, the last time she was in the back of one of these bad boys was when she was arrested for the murder of Ryan Hart, the memory of that night made her feel sick, she could still remember it so clear that it was hard to shut it out, her eyes to Lincoln. "Guess it's the end of the road..." her voice was light hearted.
Lincoln looked straight faced, but set jawed and pissed off. It wasn't supposed to end like this.
It wasn't going to end like this, it couldn't. It wasn't allowed, the good guys were supposed to prevail in the end.
He kept thinking about Olivia beside him, L.J. and Elle May in the other car behind them. "It can't be." He finally spoke.
Olivia couldn't look at Lincoln, the fact it was hard to believe otherwise, the fact they were caught, nothing was going to change that, but as Olivia glanced back she saw a black van, it hit the car behind them, Olivia's eyes wide seeing it spin off the side of the road, she gasped, but before she could say anything, it came charging into them, making them skid into the woods hitting a tree hard forcing Olivia forward hitting her head on the steel and glass in front of their faces.
Lincoln braced for impact, but it still hurt his face waffling into the cage. He hissed, feeling his body ache from not expecting that. "What the fuck!" He questioned anyone listening as people started swarming around the cruiser.
"Elle..." Olivia pushed the door open, still cuffed up she rushed over to the other cruiser that had two officers dead, she could see the bullet holes, the people taking Elle May and L.J out of the car, she looked angry charging at them, but felt someone holding her hands.
Lincoln felt himself getting out of the car, his face stinging, someone holding L.J. up, the kid still looking dazed but more alert. "Let them go!" Lincoln's voice sharp.
A woman with blond hair went for Lincoln taking his arm holding him back.
Olivia trying to struggle against the man holding her, she didn't want to keep still, moving about her best trying to get free, watching Elle May struggling.
Lincoln pulled himself free, his hands cuffed behind his back, he turned away from the woman holding him. He brought his head to collide with her face/nose.
Jane felt the full impact of Lincoln's forehead against her face, she hissed, a group of men grabbing Lincoln's arms. "Just try that again!" she hissed.
Olivia looking to Elle May in tears, "what you want from us?" her voice loud, her chest burning from the rage flowing through her.
Jane glanced to Olivia, "we work for Aldo Burrows," she touched her bleeding lip, "We're here to help you!" she glanced to the men, "Take them to the van..."
Alex kept looking to the sky from the plan, he kept quiet while looking in front of him, sitting in her own seat looking out the window of the privet jet, "So, I thought you had a big Hen night to get to?" he asked casually, but kept focused on her legs.
Nikole glanced from the clouds they were flying between to Alex, "I cancelled it." She said casually, looking over him, sucking her lower lip before looking back out to the clouds.
"Cancelled Hen night," he smirked to himself, Alex played with his pen while twirling it lightly. "What you going to cancel next on my behalf?" he asked keeping his eyes focused on hers.
"Trust me, I didn't cancel on your behalf, Alexander - I cancelled because I've never been to New Mexico and I'd like to catch a nice tan." Nikole was looking darkly at him.
"With what we're going," he focused on her, "Won't have the time to get a tan," he kept twirling the black pen, Alex kept his eyes on Nikole, "So how is Kevin...?" he asked softly, his eyes kept following her heeled foot, to her calf, up her knee, her thigh.
Nikole felt uneasy, "Good, actually he's wonderful." She looked at him for a minute, "He picked out a Tuxedo yesterday." She smiled to herself. "How is ... Oh wait, never mind, you don't have anyone." Her words mean, she didn't like the feeling she got from him.
Alex focused on Nikole, "I don't do tuxes," he found his voice vibrated his throat. "But then I can imagine you pulling all the strings," he laughed, "Guess it must be tiring being the dominate one in the boring relationship." he smirked.
"You are so funny, that sometimes I forget to laugh, you know that?" She uncrossed her legs, before re-crossing them over the other way, brushing her hands down her skirt.
Olivia felt the van coming to a halt, her eyes kept looking over Elle May, finally looking to L.J, they both looked worried. Finally looking to Lincoln before the door opened, "Right, we are here," Jane kept looking in the van, "So come on."
Lincoln didn't look trusting, but he got out of the van first, feeling the need to protect everyone else in case this was shady. L.J. went out next, standing tall beside his father.
Olivia let Elle May get out before her, the fact her eyes going to one of the men standing outside of the big house. Olivia's eyes narrowed, "what you staring at?" her voice hissed ushering her daughter into the house looking to the hallway feeling it was really big.
"To be honest, we were expecting Michael to be with you..." Jane kept looking to Lincoln, the way he stood protective of the three other people with him.
Lincoln kept looking over the woman his eyes narrowed. "Yeah? And why is that, you thought we'd stick together?" His voice dark too, he still didn't have a good feeling about this.
"Well if you want I can always drop you back with the police..." Jane touched her lip again feeling the sting, but wasn't going to show it.
Olivia touched Lincoln's chest stepping forward, "Look, I'm not rude, but is there a change, we can talk to Aldo?" her eyes focused on Jane's.
Jane nodded, "He's on a flight here, it will land in about an hour," she kept watching them, "So make yourself comfortable." she walked away leaving them alone.
"I don't trust this, I don't like this." Lincoln looked over Olivia, seeing L.J. sitting down on a couch, exhaling closing his eyes, he body hurt from getting hit by a car.
Elle May sat beside L.J. Not talking to him, just watching her mother, Lincoln still standing.
Olivia sighed, "Look, from what I've heard about your father from Michael," she exhaled, "Well, it was more, or less, the same old, he bailed before he was born." her hands went down his arms, "But do you trust your father?"
"I... " Lincoln tried not to stammered, "I just... How could I trust a man who bailed out on his family?" Lincoln looked over Olivia.
Olivia inhaled, exhaling while holding her hands to Lincoln's shoulders holding onto him, "Well, right now, it's we play along, or we try and make a plan to get out," she stopped, "but right now, we've no idea where we are." she glanced to the time, "We've," she exhaled, "I'm clueless..."
"I know, I know, I just..." Lincoln shook his head, while rubbing a hand over his growing back hair, but it was itchy. "One step at a time, sound good?" He nodded.
Olivia brushed her hands around his back hugging onto him lightly, "It's going to be okay," she whispered, her cheek resting against his chest, her eyes lightly closed. "I mean, we're not on our way back to Fox River, that is what matters right now."
"We could be, you never know what's going to happen Olivia." Lincoln tried to relax, but he was hard for him to actually do that. Always was on the edge.
For a second Olivia stepped back, her hands touching either side of his face, her eyes focused on his, "Right here," she whispered, "Right now, we've got each other, we've got to stop thinking of the bad," her lips lightly touched his, "so please, if not for me, for the kids..." she kissed his cheek.
"Yeah, the kids... Sorry." He pulled her slowly against him, giving her a soft kiss on the lips.
His fingers were brushing into her hair for a short moment before they pulled away. "Think positive." He said to himself.
Alex walked back from another hotel, he glanced into the car to Nikole for a few seconds, "No, not there." he got into the driver seat while glancing over Nikole, "Any other Hotels or Motels we've not check out yet?" he asked her while watching her play with her hair.
Letting a piece of her hair go, Nikole brought up an actual written list of Hotel/Motel's in the area. "We've still got, the Saint Marcus Motel and the Sundown Hotel." She looked at him, wearing sunglasses.
Alex started the car, "Well, Saint Marcus Motel, is the other side of town," he exhaled, "So sundown hotel it is," he started to drive, he kept his eyes on the road, but felt himself stealing side glances now and then. "How you feel about being reunited with your past work buddy?"
"There are several things wrong with that question, one being, buddy - we are not, never are, never will be." Nikole was staring at him, but her sunglasses were dark tint so the person just reflected in them. "Second being, how do I feel, I feel nothing and third - don't ask stupid questions."
"Right, no stupid questions," Alex playfully saluted her, kept focus on the road, "but then, from some of the C.O reports from Fox River, you also took a shining to Scofield." he kept driving carefully, "Guess he's a bit of a ladies man."
"A shining to Scofield?" Nikole almost laughed and scoffed at the same time. "I didn't know, giving someone an Insulin shot was considered taking a shining, but all ready!" She nodded, taking out a cherry lollipop, putting it into her mouth. "Sour grape?" She offered one to Alex.
Alex looked from the Lollipop to her face, seeing the candy in her mouth, his mind went to a place, "I," he took it from her quickly, "I can think of many other interesting things for your mouth if you ask me nicely..." he smirked while keeping his eyes on the road now.
Nikole felt her pale cheeks going red, glad her eyes were hidden because they were huge.
"Oh yeah?" She held the lollipop in her hand, running her tongue against it slowly. "What things would that be, Alex?" She was looking at him, but her face was forward.
Alex kept driving, he brushed his free hand up her thigh slowly, "I can name one thing you'd never had in your mouth." he kept his tone smooth, his hand stopping just at the hem of her skirt. "Sundown Hotel..." he stopped the car getting out quickly leaving Nikole in the passenger seat.
Lincoln was sitting on another couch, his arm around Olivia, watching L.J. and Elle May on the couch across from them.
Everything was silent, no one making a sound, just staring around at each other.
"So..." L.J. finally said.
"Do they have something to eat?" Elle May asked while looking around the study they were sitting in, she kept moving about not wanting to sit down.
Olivia inhaled, "Honey, now isn't the right now isn't a good time..." she lightly smiled, "Linc," she exhaled, "I think you should tell L.J the truth."
Lincoln kept looking around the room, biting his lower lip, avoiding this at all costs. "What truth, Dad?" L.J. sat up right now, he'd been leaning back into the couch.
"The truth that... " Lincoln stammered, "That..." He stopped.
"What?" L.J. looked from Olivia to Lincoln.
"That, my favourite colour is Purple." Lincoln whispered.
Olivia sighed, "you know Lincoln, for someone who is famous for no bullshit, mean grin, don't take no crap, you're really lame at telling the truth to your son..." she got up looking to L.J, "The people who framed your father, your grandfather worked for them," she inhaled, "The reason your dad was framed for murder, was because they wanted to flush your grandfather out." she exhaled, "also, your father's favourite colours green."
"But Mom, how do you know that?" she asked looking from her mother to Lincoln. "I mean..."
"Elle, I've known Lincoln, and Michael since I was twelve," she then inhaled, "I used to baby sit L.J, with Michael..."
"And by baby sit, she means... Let him wreck the apartment while I was working." Lincoln smiled a famous Lincoln smile. "And not just any kind of green... Evergreen tree green." He pointed at Olivia.
Before seeing L.J. was staring at his father. "Dude..." He managed.
Olivia nodded, "You was this cute little baby," she laughed, "then you was this cute little toddler," she looked to Lincoln, "You don't know, but me and Lisa, we went to the same paediatrician."
"Wait," Elle May pointed out, "you're saying, me and L.J, met..." her eyes looking big.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "yes, he was a terror, you was eight months old, and he had a serious biting habit." she glanced to L.J.
"Eh, what can you do?" L.J. shrugged his shoulders before looking at his dad, "But, seriously... Green? I was thinking like red or something."
"Nope. Green and yes, you did have a serious biting habit, you bit Mike once, hard enough he needed two stitches." He remembered.
Olivia laughed, "I remember that," she kept looking to Lincoln with a smile, "good times." she kept watching Lincoln's face, "but love, you really need to shave..." she pointed out.
Elle May kept staring at L.J, "you bit me..." she pointed, "See, we are destined to be in each others lives..."
"You were destined to be a pain in my ass." L.J. looked at her, seriously before looking away again.
Lincoln rubbed his stubble. "You don't like when I give you scruff burn?" He joked looking over Olivia.
Olivia kept looking him over, "Not that," she felt her eyes focused on his, "You just kinda look like a German porn star..." her eyes kept focused on his.
Lincoln grinned evil now, "How do you know what German porn stars look like? Have you been renting pay-per-view movies in the hotels?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
"No!" Olivia blushed, "You just happen to have a bad habit of not putting cassettes back into the right box, mean and Michael thought we was going to watch the Godfather..." she then shuddered, "but it was, porn, your porn..."
"Well, it was my apartment, I could have porn if I wanted too." He whispered, seeing his son looking completely scared. "Dad! NO!" He covered his ears, shaking his head.
Driving down the long and dusty road, Alex felt pleased, finally he was going to get him, he was going to get to meet the man who got away from him so easily, he could see Michael and Sara, he watched them getting into a car, but there was only one way out, passed him, he wasn't letting them go. "Better buckle up!" Alex barked at Nikole feeling the adrenaline take over.
Nikole quickly turned pulling her seat belt on, clicking it into the lock. "If you kill us! I'll kill you!" Her voice was sharp, watching the car Michael and Sara got into heading towards them.
"People are going to die Nikki," he forced his foot down on the gas, he felt the car going full speed, it was like a game of chicken, his car, Michael's car, both moving forward towards each other, and neither of them showing any signs of backing down. "It's not going to be us!"
Putting her hands against the dashboard, Nikole watched the car speeding towards them. The clouds of dust behind them were wild. Neither car slowing down, Nikole turned, feeling like she needed to brace for impact.
The cars crashed together, Alex felt himself lose control of the car, it spun twice before coming to a halt, his eyes going to Nikole, finally he glanced back to the car of Michael and Sara, "well, this is going to be a lot more interesting." he got out the car finding his gun.
"Hey, don't leave me here!" Nikole pushed her door open, taking out her Company registered Nine millimetre. She felt like it was going to be a very dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Alex rolled his eyes, "You take one end," he pointed out, "I'll take the other," he kept focused on the mission, the fact of why they were here. "If you see him," he pointed out, "don't hesitate. Just shoot."
"If I see you, I wont hesitate to shoot either." She muttered, raising the gun in her left hand, her right cupped the handle, looking around carefully, walking into the other building.
Sitting with her hands between her knees, Olivia kept looking to Lincoln, he was talking with L.J, but for the moment, she kept looking to Elle May watching her, "what?" she asked feeling awkward for a few seconds.
"No, just I've never gotten around to saying that your hair looks nice..." she kept looking over the short dark style.
Olivia brushed her hand through it quickly, "Yeah, I did it in a bit of a rush," she exhaled, "Easy to spot me, with the long blonde, but well..." she glanced seeing Jane approach.
"Your father's landed, he will be here shortly," Jane spoke looking to Lincoln.
Lincoln turned his head, looking back at Jane, "Is that right?" He tried not to sound rude, trying to sound like he trusted what was going on. "I look forward to meeting him." He exhaled.
Jane nodded, "He's looking forward to see you too," her eyes kept looking around the room.
Olivia inhaled, "So, you worked for the company too?" she asked not even quiet sure what this Company was.
"Yes, but I also turned, now I work against them," Jane kept her tone light, "I've been working with Aldo a while now." she glanced to Lincoln, "He was looking forward to seeing Michael," her eyes focused, "He's not seen him since he was ten."
Olivia now froze on the spot, a man walking to Jane, "He's here..." he whispered.
Olivia took Elle May's hand now, she glanced to Lincoln with the colour faded from her cheeks, "we need to get out of here now!"
"Dad what's going on?" L.J. stood up when his father did, Lincoln looking his son in the eyes, exhaled. "Your grand father - never met Michael." He looked to Olivia.
Elle May held onto her mother's hand, "How do you know?" she asked quickly.
"Because, Me and Michael told each other everything, and I remember everything he's ever told me," she kept moving behind Lincoln and L.J, two strong looking me blocking their path, Olivia turning around to see more path blocking, and her eyes kept focused trying to work out what to do.
Aldo stepping forward, he glanced to Lincoln and L.J, he exhaled, but felt bad Michael wasn't here.
Narrowing his eyes, Lincoln looked over his Father; he kept remembering the junkyard after his accident. L.J. looked at the older man, his stomach twisted, he looked back to Olivia and Elle May. "We want out." L.J. finally spoke.
Aldo held his hands up, "Lincoln, we really need to talk about this." he spoke serious; "because the information I have, it will clear you of all charges." he kept his tone serious.
Elle May glanced to her mother, "What about you?" she kept her voice low, and Olivia rolled her eyes.
"No sweetie, this isn't about me," her eyes now going to Lincoln.
Lincoln looking over his Father again, exhaled. "I just... I can't believe that, I want too, but dad – there's just something... That feels wrong." He didn't mention Michael, he didn't want to mention Michael.
Nikole couldn't stop pacing back and forth inside the small space, her eyes kept focused on the gas canister outside, only a few feet from the cage. The fact she kept looking to her cell phone that had died. "We're trapped in a cage Alex," her voice was rough, her eyes kept fixed on his face.
Alex was sitting on a box watching her pacing back and forth; he kept watching her long lean legs, her wearing a skirt again, her heels making clicking noises. "Yes, if you haven't said that a million times already!" he brushed his hands into his hair, he'd called Bill Kim, but this was making him feel more annoyed that he is here in the first place. "Can you for once, just sit down!" Alex barked feeling stressed enough as it was.
A second Nikole turned and looked to Alex, "He herded us like sheep, and locked us in a fucking cage!" her hands waved like she was trying to take flight. "I have cancelled a hen night, and I am not meant to be here!" she snapped, "I am not meant to be in this cage, with you, right now!" her voice getting rougher as she tried to ignore how she was looking crazy.
"Take a Prozac and shut up!" Alex ignored her face, he kept trying to think what was going to happen since this wasn't meant to be happening, and Nikole flapping about wasn't making things any easier.
Nikole walked over to him, her hand swiping across his face, her eyes narrowed, "I left my pills in my purse, in my bag, in your fucking car!" she kept her voice a hiss, her hands on her hips now. "So now, I can't take a Prozac." She kept pacing across the floor feeling her fingers working into her hair, she felt herself feeling sick, she turned seeing Alex standing in front of her. "What!" she kept her eyes fixed on his.
Alex moved the space between them, but felt her stepping back from him. "You know, I spent so long trying to think why I can't stand you so much," he kept looking over her face, "But right now, all you are doing is working my last nerve."
"Well, feelings mutual." She felt her back touching the cage, he was getting closer than she would like. "I hate you!" her eyes kept focused, but as much as she barked the words, she didn't believe it.
"You know, being in the job I'm in, I can tell a lot about people," he kept focused, "like right now, you are saying you hate me," he brushed his hand down her cheek, watching her eyes. "But your voice is saying something, your body is telling me something else…" he kept his voice a whisper.
Nikole pushed him off of her, her eyes glaring at him, "Stop it Alex!" she turned away from him, "Stop it, one time, one stupid moment," twirling on the spot, her eyes finding Alex's again.
"Make me!" he growled feeling her hands pushing him away, but he grabbed her arms pulling her on top of him as his back hit the cage.
Nikole kept trying to get out of his arms, she leant forward, her teeth finding the soft skin of his neck biting hard, she felt Alex moan, twisting them around pushing her back against the cage feeling her teeth let go. "You shouldn't have done that!" he hissed.
"Get the fuck off me!" she felt his hard on pressing against her, her eyes dead focused on his, "Fuck off!" she repeated, but this time felt his hand working up her thigh, and she now gasped feeling his fingers brush over the lace of her panties.
Alex felt a smirk breaking over his mouth, "You're wet," he purred, "you make cute comments of me being hard, but you want my cock!" he kept his voice dark.
Nikole shoved him away, she walked away from him, but his hand caught her arm, spinning her quick, his lips found hers hungry.
Her teeth bit into his bottom lip, she taste the coppery salt of his blood in her mouth, her eyes glaring, "don't touch me!" she kept backing away from him. Feeling his advanced on her. "I will shot you!" her mind blanked.
"And blow us both up…" Alex smirked more, "You know, you keep denying it, but on my desk, was the first time you really enjoyed sex, you admit that…"
Nikole kept her face stone, but as he moved closer to her, he pushed her against the wall, his mouth finding her neck, he bit her, she gasped feeling his hands ripping her shirt open, buttons breaking over the place, her black lace bra exposed, Alex found the front clapped seeing her breasts, he rubbed his hand over one, finding her nipple, he place it in his mouth biting it hard, hearing Nikole letting out moans. "Get off me!" she moaned, she was trying to make her voice protest, but even she knew it didn't have any power over him.
Alex moved his free hand into her skirt, ripping the delicate lace, his fingers rubbing hard against her clit, feeling the moister of her pussy over his finger, he could still feel his cock pulsing in his trousers begging to come out and play.
For a second Nikole closed her eyes, she was meant to love Kevin, she loved him, but her eyes tight, she felt Alex pulling her skirt off, she'd never been naked in front of anyone that wasn't mother or Kevin, but right now she could feel Alex's tongue brushing against her clit, licking her pussy, pushing his tongue inside her, her hands into his hair moaning for more.
Alex moving back up her body, forcing his tongue into her mouth, she could taste herself and his blood more, her hands now ripping his shirt open, her nails raking down his skin, pulling his belt off before forcing his trousers and boxers onto the ground, she felt his hands moving around to her arse, he lifted her off the ground pushing himself inside her, his cock was rock hard, she felt it push hard inside of her, he bit onto her neck again.
Nikole's eyes closed, she felt each pound, ever time he's pull out, he push in harder, her breath was tighter in her chest, she could feel herself coming.
Alex feeling her pussy tighten over his cock, but he threw her onto a box, her laying on her stomach, she could feel him behind her, his cock still firm, he pushed into her again, pushing hard, she felt the time of his cock hitting her G spot, her eyes looking into a mirror on the outside of the cage, she could see Alex face as he pounded into her, her eyes seeing the pleasure across her face, feeling her orgasms more intense, she'd never come this much, never been in any other position other than missionary or her on top, but Alex was behind her, pushing into her hard, not caring if it would hard, and Nikole was loving it.
Alex felt his hands holding her hips, he could see her watching them into the mirror, he pulled her hair back, he moved her legs, turned her to look her in the eyes, he pulled her legs, her ankles on his shoulder, he pounded harder, he'd not fucked like this in a long time, but as he felt her cuming harder, he found he couldn't hold it anymore, his cum pushing into her, feeling her cuming with him, he felt himself looking into her eyes.
Nikole quickly to her feet, her eyes looking to her clothes on the floor, his clothes scattered, "I fucking hate you!" she pushed him away while finding her clothes trying to keep as far away from him, but her heart pounding, she knew she was going to feel worse, she knew Alex wasn't going to stop this.
Olivia kept listening to the conversation of Aldo talking about a piece of evidence that could clear Lincoln, that was all good, but she quickly walked with Elle May into the kitchen, "So, we've got, apple, or Pineapple?" Olivia looked to the juices in the fridge.
Elle May inhaled, "Apple," she felt like everything was over her head, she was smart for her age, but all this conspiracy stuff was too much for her to understand fully.
L.J. even appeared in the kitchen, looking at Olivia. "Olivia, can I talk to you for a second?" He asked her, looking at Elle May made him nervous.
Olivia glanced into the study where Lincoln was talking with Aldo, she nodded, "Yeah," she took glass to pour the apple juice for Elle May, she handed it to her daughter before kissing her forehead, "I love you baby girl," she whispered while trying to not have a guard up with L.J, she didn't like the boy hated her so much.
L.J. was playing with the string on his sweater. Looking over Olivia, exhaling. "I'm sorry - about before you know, calling you a bitch and all." He looked up at her. He'd been thinking about it a lot.
Olivia turned to face L.J, she could feel Elle May walking back into the study, she felt they needed this moment alone, she sat down next to Lincoln feeling safer with him.
For a second there was silence, "Well, it's not easy," she started, "I mean, you just lost your mother, you had hardly any relationship with your father." she shrugged, "I'm not taking him away from you, and I don't want you to be like Elle and wanting to call me mom, cos unlike Elle, you had a mother, she never had a mother or a father." she inhaled, "I'm not even sure why she's here." her hand going over her eyes feeling worse.
Looking around the kitchen area, L.J. nodded slowly, "Well like you just said, I mean I finally get my dad back, to being my dad and there is you and Elle and it made me mad... Jealous I guess - but I know how happy you make my dad, I can see it and I maybe felt like - because he had you and Elle now, he wouldn't want me anymore."
"L.J no!" Olivia pointed her hand, "I was in a cell, right next to your dad's," she inhaled, "When insomnia would kick in, we'd talk." her voice light, "and one of the things your dad talked about was you," her eyes focused, "How much he wished he done things different, how he was a better father." she walked over touching his arm, "He missed you so much, and since getting out, all he's thought about is getting back to you, so he could make it up for being a half hat father."
L.J's eyes were focusing on Olivia's, "Really?" He whispered, he didn't expect that, he looked red around the cheeks. "Oh, wow." He looked around the kitchen again.
"Well, I guess I should ... Say." He smiled. "Welcome to this crazy family."
"Yeah," she laughed, "I just need to gift basket..." she smiled, "There is a gift basket?" she paused listening into the hallway, she heard the sound of the shot, a silencer had been used, but you couldn't mistake the sound of bullet hitting flesh, a cartage hitting the smooth tiled flooring, Olivia quickly stepped towards L.J her hand over his mouth pulling him into a pantry.
L.J. pulled her hand away from his mouth, staying silent in the darkness, he felt panic washing over him. Thinking about his dad out there and maybe even about that annoying Elle May.
Olivia kept calm, she watched as the man walked passed the kitchen, she felt her hands holding L.J to her front, her breathing trying to stay calm, but kept looking through the crack in the pantry.
L.J. tried not to stare into his father's girl friends boobs, but they really weren't a lot of room or choice in the matter. "I'm not enjoying this, by the way." He whispered to be clear about it.
Olivia inhaled, "L.J, think Baseball, think of a fat hairy man in a Speedo, think anything, please..." she kept avoiding the thing pressing into her side, her eyes listening to the gunshot and Elle May screaming, Olivia jumped out the Pantry to see Lincoln on the floor holding a knife, a dead man, and Jane holding a gun.
Lincoln was staring to the blood on his hands, seeing Olivia and now L.J. appearing in the room, "L.J..." He said seeing what his son was assuming.
"Dad-what happened?" He asked nervously, before seeing Leon dead on the ground.
"I'll assume, he tried to kill you..." Olivia pointed to the dead guy, "yous killed him," she pointed to Lincoln and Jane. "And now my eleven year old daughter is barfing up a lung..." she looked to Elle May standing over a pool of vomit. Olivia quickly rushed to her daughter hugging her close, "It's going to be okay baby..." she soothed her daughter, but felt embarrassed about the closeted moment with L.J.
Bill Kim arrived to the building where Nikole and Alex were locked in the cage, but he looked unpleased. "That sickens me is that the two of you let him get away!" He spat poison.
Nikole was standing at one side of the cage; half the buttons missing on her shirt made her feel ten times more awkward.
Alex kept glaring to Bill Kim, he didn't like the man, he was short, possible with tiny feet, never trust a man with small feet. So he didn't trust him, "well, let being the lose term," Alex stepped closer to the cage. "I just misjudged Wilson's aim, or her hesitation to do her job!"
Nikole glared at him. "My aim had nothing to do with it, Mahone, you're the one whose suppose to be doing the job! I'm just making sure you do it right!"
"Enough!" Bill Kim said watching them in the cage together; there was an awkward smell in the room. A smell Bill Kim didn't know, because he was a virgin.
Alex felt his attention to Bill Kim, he was pacing the outside of the cage, "Two things I hate Alex," Bill started. "Calling you with the same questions, and being in the field." he waved his hands. "I'm in the field Alex!"
"Well, if you just let us out, you can run back to D.C!" Alex's voice was a low growl, he didn't like this, but he watched as Bill Kim opened the cage to let them out, he glanced on the floor seeing a pair of black lace panties, his eyes shifting to Nikole.
"Nice to see you entertained yourselves..." Bill Kim gave his ever so famous smirk.
Nikole narrowed her eyes, seeing what he'd seen. "Shut up, you tiny, short little man!" She grabbed the panties feeling nervous.
"Ah'ah..." Bill Kim looked at her, "I think you better be careful with what you say Nikole, before you say something you'll regret." His eyes were sparkling darkly. "I've always wanted to visit Jackson Mississippi..." He trailed off.
Nikole went to slap him, but stopped herself as Bill Kim turned to look at Alex, "And you, do your job... The sooner you do, you're clear and you can go visit your wife and that little boy of yours... What's his name? Cameron?" He watched Alex darkly.
Alex grabbed Bill Kim, his eyes narrowed at the man, but he kept focused. "Don't you ever say my son's name again!" he pushed the short Asian man away. "And Also." he pointed out, "I don't have a wife, that is what divorce paperwork is for..." he grunted walking away.
Bill Kim cleared his throat, "Next time we talk, it's you telling me, you've put a pullet in the heads of Scofield and Burrows..." he looked to Nikole, "Also Hart, no of them live Alex..."
Lincoln hated this, he hated leaving L.J., he didn't want too, but he knew he couldn't take L.J. with him, Olivia and Aldo. He'd all ready put his son's life in danger more then once. "You'll be safe here, with Jane." Lincoln was standing in front of L.J. who didn't look happy about the arrangement.
Olivia was brushing her hands into Elle May's hair, "now, you're going to be with Jane," she whispered to her daughter, "but L.J is going to be there with you," her eyes going to L.J's, her voice carefully, "you'll make sure to be nice to each other." she brushed a hand against L.J's cheek, then her daughter's, "Soon as this is over," she kept still, "We're going to make a stab at family life," her eyes going to Lincoln's now, he didn't want her to come with them, but she couldn't leave Lincoln's side now.
Lincoln smiled. "A really big stab at a family." He promised, pulling his son into a hug. L.J. returning it tightly, holding onto his dad he didn't want to let go. But did, exhaling, he looked toward Jane.
Lincoln looked over Elle May, "Behave yourself, okay?" He looked into her eyes all Fatherly.
"Okay Dad," she rushed into his arms giving him a hug, "Just promise to look after my mom," her voice light while squeezing Lincoln hard.
Olivia looked to L.J, "Just make sure she stays put," her arms opened for L.J to hug her, but she didn't want him to feel forced.
"I promise, I wont let anything happen to her." Lincoln hugged her back, holding her close to him, kissing the top of her head.
L.J. looking over Olivia, for a minute, walked over, putting his arms around her, hugging her lightly. "Be careful." His voice was low.
"You too," her lips brushed against his cheek, "Just take care of each other..." she glanced to Elle May letting go of Lincoln, her hand taking L.J's.
Olivia stepped back, her eyes to Lincoln, she looked to Aldo starting the car, she walked away feeling a tight pain in her chest, but it was for the best as she hopped into the back seat of the car.
"They'll be okay." Lincoln looked over Olivia, giving her a serious look, he was starting to gain trust with his Father and Jane, and he'd said sorry to her after head butting her.
Lincoln's hand found Olivia's their fingers lacing together, he kissed the side of her cheek as the car started.
Alex kept looking to the tattoo in the car, he kept glancing at it, moving it, but as he couldn't work it out, he was getting more frustrated with it, finally breaking he found his pen, he twisted it letting the pill drop onto his hand before dry swallowing it.
Nikole was leaning against the hood of the car; sunglasses back on, looking over the dryness of New Mexico. They had been parked in the same place for a while and she was staring off into the distance, she felt like crap. She couldn't believe she let it happen again. Her mind kept going back to Kevin, how much she loved him, all the memories they shared. She felt disgusting and ashamed that no matter how hard she tried, she had no Will Power over Alexander Mahone when he wanted something.
Alex moved, he looked to Nikole, "you know, if you have anything you can add to this," he stepped in front of her, "now would be good..." he thrusting the photo of the tattoo at her, "right now, you know both our necks are on that chopping block."
Nikole took the photo, but kept looking at him, taking in the details of his face, the look of stress. "Do you think I care?" Her voice was cold; looking down at the photo going to turn it around she paused, tilting her head at it.
Alex nodded, "I forgot, I only get anything from you, is when I'm shoving my cock inside you hard, making you cum," his voice a hiss close to her face as his phone run, he glanced to the ID, "what!" he snapped.
"Alex," Pam spoke on the other end of the phone, "I can call back..." she added feeling nervous.
Alex sighed, "No Pam," he walked away from Nikole, he brushed his hand into his hair.
Pam bit her lip, "Alex, there was a man, he come to the house, and..." her voice trailed off.
Alex inhaled, "Pam, don't worry about it, okay, right now, just forget it..." he glanced over to Nikole, "How's Cameron?" he tried to keep his voice casual now.
Pam exhaled, "He's fine, he misses his Daddy," her voice soft, her voice trying to add she missed him too.
"Well, give Cameron my love, I miss him too..." he hung the phone up now trying to push his feelings aside, he glanced to the photo upside down, "Numbers..." he pointed to Nikole. "They're numbers..."
"Thank you Captain Obvious..." Nikole was looking at him, "I was about to tell you when you rudely just walked away on a phone call." Looking over the tattoo, the numbers. "Three, two, zero, zero, nine." She paused, "One, zero, four, five, seven, zero, nine..." She glanced back up to him. "Gotta GPS?"
"Yes," Alex pointed to the glove compartment, he walked over to her, he kept looking into her eyes, "but then, are you going to phone your lovely Kevin," he spoke smooth, "Let him know, you're okay," he brushed his hand down her waist to her hip, his eyes focused on her, he moved his body closer.
Feeling him to close to her again, made her nervous, she swallowed roughly. "Well... I would but..." She trailed off, tilting her head, sliding her hand into Alex's pants pocket. "There's one little problem." Her voice was seductive.
"and what would that be?" Alex felt her hand moving over his cock, getting hard in his trousers, all he could think was bending her over the hood of the car, feeling her on him again, making her scream for him.
Nikole felt her other hand running up his shirt, to the back of his head, her fingers in his hair. She brought her lips close against his ear. "Mmm, well..." She rubbed the hand was in his pocket over his hard-on, she bit his earlobe softly. Before letting it go, her hand moving away from his hard-on, pulling his Motorola Razor from his pocket. Taking her sunglasses off, her eyes sparkling darkly and a smirk played over her lips. Waving the phone. "Mines died."
Alex exhaled sharp, "Bitch!" he kept his voice rough, he turned to go into the car, and he needed to find Scofield.
Olivia in the back seat, the radio was playing, it was boring news stuff, "don't mind..." she reached between them, she turned the station listening to a pop song come in, it was upbeat as Olivia rested back into the back seat.
Aldo turned the radio down, "so you went to High School with Michael?" he asked.
"Middle school, and High school..." she corrected, "and no, he never mention missing you." she kept her tone dull.
Lincoln looked over his Father, "I really hope you didn't expect him too, the kid never met you - It was probably a good thing too!" Lincoln was happy something might clear his name, but he wasn't too happy about his father being involved.
"Look," Aldo glanced over to Lincoln, "the reason I am doing all this, is so you can be with L.J again." he kept his voice calm, he kept looking over to his eldest son, feeling the guilt of leaving every time he'd look at him.
Sighing, "You know," he paused, feeling Aldo looking at him, he didn't like it very much, "I keep asking myself; what kind of man would abandon his kids... " He stopped now. "But here I am, doing the same thing..." He kept thinking about L.J. and Elle May back at the safe house.
Olivia leaned forward, her hands moving around the head rest rubbing Lincoln's shoulders, she knew how he felt, but her eyes kept looking to Aldo. "so we find Sara, and we'll have what is needed to exonerate Lincoln?"
"Yes," Aldo kept his eyes on the road, "I'll have the right people to give the evidence to, he'll be a free man..."
"But I won't be a free woman," she exhaled feeling sick.
Lincoln looked down at his fingers, thinking about that and Michael, "Which is why we're still going to Panama..." His voice was serious. "Because, I'm not having you still wanted, always looking over your shoulder, or Michael... " He nodded.
"The dive shop," Olivia whispered while kissing his cheek, "The fact Elle's smart, she'll learn Spanish," she kept smiling bigger, "We'll enrol her into a school." her voice light, "We'll make it work."
Aldo glanced to his son, "So that is your plan?" he wanted to be involved, he wanted to be part of his sons lives.
Narrowing his eyes at his father, Lincoln looked at him for the longest minute, before looking forward out the windshield. "Whatever you're thinking... Forget it."
Michael and Fernando were walking out of the little hut, the fact Michael proving once again, being kind to people, would help get what they needed, he kept looking over Fernando, "As always your timing is impeccable..." he blinked a few times seeing deep plum hair, and running at him. "Olivia?" he felt her jumping on him, "Olivia..."
"Michael you're alive!" she stepped back, "and wearing the most god awful pants ever!" she glanced him over, "I mean, seriously, all the clothes in the world, you pick up Greg Brady cast offs!"
Michael exhaled, "How?" he stated while looking to see Lincoln getting closer.
Fernando was looking over Olivia and Michael, before looking over seeing Lincoln standing still and shifting his weight from one leg to the next.
It made Fernando feel a little worried. "Michael..." Lincoln caught his little brother's attention, "Got someone for you to meet." His voice was low.
"And it's not Greg Brady asking for his clothes back..." Olivia joked watching Aldo step into view.
Michael's face dropped, his eyes focused, he felt his stomach churning like he was going to be sick, "No..." he pointed. "No!"
