"You know," Olivia kept looking to Lincoln, the cigar club, "My dad is a member of that club..." she whispered, "I know, cos he took me once when I was eight, I didn't want to go piano lessons, and my mum didn't like him going to the club so much, so he lied, and I lied." she laughed, "I mean, the times when my parents didn't hate me." she kept looking to the building, it hadn't change a bit.

Lincoln kept looking at the building; inside of the walls were something to exonerate him. He side glanced Olivia, "I'm sure they don't hate you..." He tried to lighten the subject, biting the inside of his cheek.

"I think when my mother gave me thirty minutes to pack," her tone dropped. "And my dad set the timer on the oven, and none of them looked at me," she exhaled touching her forehead, "I think they hated me." slowly her eyes looked to Lincoln. "Worse months of my life..."

"I'm sorry." Lincoln whispered, looking over her, sadness in his eyes. His hand brushed against her back, rubbing it for a minute.

Olivia closed her eyes for a few seconds leaning forward, "You have magical fingers." she purred lightly ignoring Paul in the driver seat, her eyes kept close enjoying the moment as much as she could.

"Thank you, I really do try." Lincoln kept rubbing Olivia's back, Paul staring at him, with a raised eyebrow, as he cleaned his sunglasses. Lincoln stuck his tongue out at him.

"Wait," Olivia opened her eyes, "Sirens," he kept a serious look on her face, "Paul, go to the back, big chance, they've gone back." she kept looking to Lincoln. "I knew they shouldn't of gone in there!" she snapped feeling horrible.

"Like you could've stopped them." Lincoln watched Paul pulling around the building, toward the back parking lot.

Michael and Sara jumped into the car, Sara in the back, Michael in the front. "We couldn't get it..." Sara was out of breath.

Olivia rolled her eyes, "I assumed that much," she pointed out ignoring the black eye Sara was sporting now.

"Perfect, what are we going to do now? Not only have we alerted people about you being in the area." Paul said while driving away.
"Shut up, we'll figure something out!" Lincoln snapped.

"Well," Michael kept looking to everyone else but Paul, "Someone is a member," he said lightly handing the leaflet to Lincoln.

Olivia laughed, "My father is the last person who'll help us." she pointed out quickly.

Michael face palmed, "No, under your father," he said trying to keep his cool.

Sara glanced over Lincoln's shoulder, "Pope," her eyes meeting Michael's, "Pope..."

"Mike, do you really think the Ex Warden of the prison we escaped from is going to help us?" Lincoln looked over Henry Pope's face on the leaflet, before looking at Sara over his shoulder. "Do you mind? - When's the last time you brushed!" He held his nose and waved the leaflet around.

Michael looked to Lincoln, "I have enough with Olivia being a bitch to Sara, but do you have to join her?"

Olivia kept whistling while looking around the car, trying to ignore the look on Sara's face. Sara kept watching Michael, "It's okay," her eyes not seeing Olivia or Lincoln, "They are not bothering me at all..."

"I'm not being a bitch, Michael I was being honest." Lincoln sighed; sometimes he just didn't understand his little brother's taste in ladies. In fact sometimes he wished he'd kept Nika around.
"Here, have some gum." Paul held a package to the back seat.

Sara glanced from the gum, to Paul's hand, she covered her mouth with her hand breathing into it, she sniffed before looking to Lincoln. "You know, I don't know what I've done to offend you." her voice light.

Olivia exhaled, "Well, I know what you did to offend me," she started, "you..."

"Olivia shut up!" Michael snapped at him, "Paul, just get us to Pope's house," he kept ignoring the looks from the back seat.

"You offended me, by offending Olivia." Lincoln kept staring over Sara. "I liked Nikole better anyways, she gave out lollipops."
"Ouu, lollipops?" Paul tried to join the conversation while driving.

"Mmm-hmm! The best lollipops." Lincoln pointed out.

Sara rolled her eyes, "She just encourages a bunch of suckers..." her voice bitter, "Lollies are for kids."

"For kids, I call them tools to practice fun stuff with..." she giggled while thinking, she reached into a pocket taking out a cherry pop, she unwrapped it, opening her mouth before lightly licking it, closing her mouth around it sucking softly.

Sara kept staring, "You're a pervert!" her tone snapped.

Olivia kept licking, "no, you're a pervert, for your mind going there, but don't act live you've never given head, you've probably gone down on more guys that I have."

"Well at least they were guys!" Sara tried to sound mean.

Olivia paused for a heartbeat, took the lollipop out handing it to Lincoln. "Wow, you made a lesbian remark," she nodded, "Well, if you want advice of going down on a girl, I'd be more than welcome to tell you..." she stopped, "but then I'm not gay."

Lincoln looked half curious-half amused. "Yes, Olivia tell us, tell us the art of going down on a girl." Lincoln tapped Michael's shoulder. "You might wanna copy down notes!"

Sara kept looking to Lincoln like he had lost his mind. "Come on, is sex all you guys think about?"

"Why, because Michael hasn't giving you seven minutes in heaven?" Olivia asked taking the lollipop from Lincoln again.

Michael rolled his eyes, "Olivia, don't, just please for me..." he turned back watching his old school friend. "For me."

Olivia bit her lip trying to keep calm, but Sara was still watching her. "Come on, you've been on the run!" her voice trying to see reason.

"And, me and Linc have done it like, four times," she said rationally.

Michael choked for a second, "What!" he stared to his brother, "Serious Olivia I don't want to know," he placed his fingers in his ears.

Reaching around, Lincoln pulls Michael's fingers from his ears, "Four times." Lincoln laughed. "Four and some Oral, remember that time when Michael was asleep?" He snickered, just to drive his brother crazy.
Paul kept looking back at everyone. "You guys are more complex then ... I expected." He admitted.

"You know Linc," Michael turned around looking at his brother's smug face, "I don't want to hear, how your cock was in my best friends mouth, considering the age gap..."

Olivia stopped laughing, "Michael, age gap," she pointed out, "Isn't like I'm twelve and he's sixteen..."

Sara sighed, "Can we stop talking about cocks, and mouths, please, it's making me feel sick." her hands on her stomach.

"Well it's not just cock and mouths, it can be pussy and mouths too," she smirked, "and, well, I know who is great at that..."

"Livia, if you care about me, in any shape or form," his eyes pleading now, "please, don't finish that sentence, please."

"We are here." Paul said stopping the car outside the residence of Henry Pope remembering the last time he was at this house, with Danny. He thought back to Danny for a minute. Keeping to himself.
"Oh relax, Michael lighten up..." Lincoln scoffed rolling his eyes.

Sara and Michael jumped out of the car together going to the front door. Olivia still looking to Lincoln, "You think," she turned seeing the front door open, and Michael with Sara going inside. "Them two, just don't fit right with me," her head tilted. "I mean, I just don't see what he sees in her, aside the no soul, and practically a whore."

"I don't get it either, sometimes I think it's because, Nikole wasn't stupid enough to fall for him. Now Michael feels bad Sara went all Suicide after leaving the door open and he feels like he owes her." Lincoln nodded.

Alex was walking through a airport with his phone to his ear, "So what is the news on Franklin?" he kept walking carefully.

"Well, in Deedee's medical records, she had PKD," Lang spoke quickly, "so if we're in luck, she'll get sick enough that Franklin will have to show his head," her face breaking into a smile. "I'll have his photos sent to all hospitals," the sound of her some was in her voice.

Alex sighed, he didn't like it, "you don't have any kids do you Lang?" he asked seeing Nikole near a gift cart, his hand touching her waist.

"No, never saw the point," she listened as the phone dead.

Nikole turned her head, seeing Alex she gave a part-smile, before looking between the different stuffed bear selections and random lollipops. "Why can't things all be the same colour? It would save... So much time." She bit her finger.

"That would be simpler," he whispered into her ear while pulling her closer to him, "but this one," he picked up a bear paying for it quickly. "We've got a lead on Franklin," he started to walked them to where they needed to be, but knew this was only getting harder on both of them, so they needed each other.

"Benson, Minnesota." Nikole knew where they had to go, but it was the matter of going. "Watched the news while you were on the phone." She pointed out, her hand was holding onto Alex's carefully. The idea he was within reach, kept the nerves down a little bit.

Alex exhaled, "Yes," he spoke smooth, "I also got to talk to Cameron," he never really spoke about his son to Nikole until now, he didn't feel any fear with letting her in, his hand still carefully around her waist. "He's doing better, sick of hospital food, know he's better when he cares about food."

Nikole softly laughed, "That's good, I'm glad he's feeling better." She thought about Alex's son, she felt herself thinking about Kevin and it made her angry inside. "He'll probably be able to go home soon?" She glanced up at him.

Alex kept looking to the exit where a car would be waiting for them, but most of all, he kept thinking of when it was all over, to see his son again, to be able to be a father. "Yeah, I hope so too," he didn't smile, the fact he felt worse that he was the reason his son was there in the first place.

Watching Lincoln and Paul, standing on a roof, she kept quiet, the last thing she wanted was to be in a car with Michael and Sara, no she'd rather pull all the hairs from her body and eat them, so watching Lincoln glare and scold the man who framed him, it was more entertaining for her. "So Paul," she started while playing with a snicker bar, "What did you see in Caroline anyway?"

Paul glared at Olivia, "Shut up, it was a long time ago!" He crossed his arms.

Olivia kept still while he's freak out didn't affect her; "Yeah, a long time ago, yet you're still emotional about it." she kept nodding. "If it makes you feel better, I still hate my asshole of a Husband for marrying me for a car!"

"Yeah, that... Really makes me feel better, Olivia." Paul had a still unpleased face.

"Wow master sarcasm," Olivia got to her feet walking to the edge where they were standing, she looked over to the club, "So, if he's going to take forever, he's double crossing us right?" she asked softly placing a hand on Lincoln's shoulder.

Lincoln kept looking down at the club across the street, "You know, I'm really, really hoping that isn't the case, but - I really wouldn't blame the guy, I mean the nine of us did break out of his Prison..."

"Well," Olivia played her hands over his, "We're going to have to have a little faith." she inhaled, "but something keeps getting kicked in the gut," her finger pointed to a limo parking in front of the club.

"We've gotta go." Lincoln saw several agents getting out of the Limo.
Looking back to Paul who was loading his gun, "Trouble." He nodded, turning to head down from the roof.

"Linc, did you say something about see and dead stare with your hands wrapped around a throat." she pointed, "I think that little Asian man is the threat you need." she found herself rushing down the ladder, looking to the other's, "Pounding time."

When Kim flashed his gun at Henry, Henry blinked, before seeing Michael running down Kim.
A gunshot of Paul shooting an agent and Lincoln grabbed Kim, punching him in the face hard, several times.

Olivia got into the front seat, she glanced to Sara in the back seat, "Michael," she kissed his cheek, "you're amazing." she glanced back to Sara's face.

Michael feeling awkward, "Erm, Linc!" he called out the window, Henry in the back of the car looking to Sara now. "Linc stop pounding on that guy we gotta go!"

Giving Kim one more punch in his face, Lincoln pushed back, getting into the back seat of the car, slamming the door as Paul moved to get back in.

Sara looked into his eyes, for a second smirked before pushing the lock down, she gave him a wave goodbye. Michael drove away quickly. Olivia was looking out the window seeing Paul run for his life, she waved back with a sad face, she really felt bad for that man.

Henry kept thinking about the deal Michael made with him back at his house, it made him bit his bit as he sat in the middle of Sara and Lincoln. Looking to Olivia in the front.

Alex had gotten the call; he was glancing to Nikole while looking to the hospital that had called them, "You're sure we can do this." He pulled his gun from the glove compartment. "We've gotta go." he felt bad, he had to get this man, but then after him, four more to go.

Nodding as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail, Nikole looked at the Hospital in front of them. "Well, lets go." She opened the door to the passenger side, fixing her shirt.

C-Note was walking out of the hospital with Dede, he kept looking to Alex and Nikole, he felt his eyes widen. First thing he did was pull his daughter into his arms, turning around and starting to run.

Alex exhaled, this was going to be bad, "Come on..." he kept serious, but he wasn't going to gun a man down in front of his child.

Tailing behind C-Note, Nikole and Alex watched him, as he kept looking back behind him, looking panicked as he rushed onto a Metro Lines bus, the doors closing as Nikole and Alex caught up.

C-Note froze, he kept looking to Alex holding his gun up, "Miles, you can't keep running..." he focused on the man.

The moment C-Note was no longer holding onto Dede, she was holding onto him for dear life. "I'm sorry, she won't let go..." he kept his hands up.

Nikole stepped forward, kneeling down, "Dede, right?" Nikole's voice was soft. Looking over the little girl. "Your dad says you aren't feeling very well, is that right?" She looked from C-Note to Dede. Her Doctorly side was taking over.

"Daddy, I don't want you to go..." she cried holding onto him tighter, "Daddy..." she cried holding on tighter.

Alex inhaled, "Dede, you need to let him go," he kept his voice calm, he didn't want to make a scene, but it was impossible now.

C-Note sighed, "I'm sorry, I," he held his hands up while the door closed.

Arriving at a higher-classed hotel then the pervious Hotel's they'd stayed at.
Lincoln felt nervous. Holding a stolen laptop he kept looking to Olivia who was holding the memory stick in her hands carefully. "We've gotta get a room." Lincoln stated the obvious.

"Sara," Olivia gave a smile, "Come on," she pushed her, "Go, get us a room." she kept hold of her smile. "Go..."

"I am going." Sara snapped before going over to the desk, she glanced back to them before paying for a room. "Right, lets go." she whispered while walking in front of them.

Michael was quick to her side holding her hand, "just ignore Livia, she's just a bitch like that."

"No, it has nothing to do with the sheer fact, Sara is the only one of us who isn't a wanted convict." Lincoln was walking with Olivia behind Sara and Michael holding the laptop.

Getting in the room, Olivia glanced around, she watched Michael taking the laptop from Lincoln going to a chair, he placed the laptop on the table opening it up. "What do you thinks on it?" Sara asked him softly.

Michael paused, "Something the president doesn't want anyone to hear..."

"Maybe she's singing that song, my neck my back..." Olivia spoke up.

Sara blinked in disbelief. "You're not funny..."

"Lick my," Lincoln paused seeing the look on Sara's face. "UH! Just like that." He had heard that song on the radio a few times. Remember the clean edited version which was half the song missing.
"Right, memory stick." He held his hand out, palm up for the stick.

"First you gotta put your neck into it. Don't stop, just do, do it. Then you roll your tongue, from the crack back to the front. Then suck it off til I shake and cum..." Olivia froze feeling Sara and Michael's eye on her. "What we're all grown ups, and we all have sexual needs." she kept feeling their stare. "Okay, some of us have needs that are being met..."

"Right," Michael exhaled, "You've got the memory stick Livia..." he held his hand out, she quickly placed it on his palm. "Thank you."

The high tension in the room was thick enough to be cut by a knife as Michael took the memory stick putting it in the computer, it taking a long time to register as new software on the P.C. laptop. Before the audio player appeared.

Olivia kept silent now, her eyes on Michael, "So this is it?" she asked softly, putting her hands into her pockets.

"You ready?" Michael asked, he glanced over to Sara who was waiting to know what she had given the brothers.

As the audio player started playing the recording of a phone call, Lincoln's eyes had gone huge, his hand came to cover his mouth, listening to Caroline and Terrence speaking with each other.
The hotel room was silent except for that audio clip and when it ended, Lincoln almost gagged.

"He's turning himself in..." Alex glanced over to Nikole, "He wants us to meet him," he looked over Nikole, "But he made a request that you see over his daughter's care." his tone was serious, but the fact was, C-Note didn't want to trust anyone, plus he knew he could trust Nikole with Dede.

Nodding, Nikole kept looking around the basic small town hospital. "That's a request I can honour." She looked to Alex now. "As long as, you don't mind?" She itched the back of her neck.

Alex touched her face, looking into her eyes, "you're a doctor," he pointed out, "I've known for a while that you've missed that part of your life." he looked to the doors of the hospital open, he saw C-Note holding Dede in his arms, she was so weak, he kept looking to Nikole.

"Please," he looked beaten, "you have to do this for me," he kept serious.

Alex nodded, "I'll make my calls, Nikole." he looked to his partner in so many ways, "I've talked to the chief of medicine, he has given you full hospital use."

"Just do what you have to," C-Note spoke softly, "She's my baby, I want her to be okay." he couldn't control himself, but the fact his family was everything to him.

Alex watched the man hand over the little girl, "I will go talk through about Kacee," he touched his arm, "But Nikole will take great care of your daughter."

Nodding, "I'll personally see to it, that she'll be okay, you've done the right thing." She half-smiled at C-Note, before turning to Alex. "I've gotta." She gestured her head toward the hospital, holding Dede close to her. "Call me if you need anything." She stepped back, heading toward a different part of the hospital.