Olivia opened her eyes looking to Nikole sleeping on the bed with her, "We'll you want company when you visit Alex today?" she whispered, a lot had happened, but the fact Lincoln was meeting with the woman who had their children, but she wanted to stay away, the more time she spent with Lincoln the more confused she got about her feelings.
Nikole was laying on her stomach, her fingers to picking at the corner of the hotel's pillow. She eyes looked from the corner to Olivia, she nodded slowly. "Will you? - You don't have too..." She found herself thinking about him again, signing sadly.
"I offered didn't I," she was lying on her side while looking over Nikole's face. "What does my baby look like right now?" she asked, knowing she'd never be getting herself an ultra scan, she knew she was meant to see a hospital, but didn't know if it was safe.
Nikole stopped playing with her pillow. ",'Bout." She did some mental calculators in her head, along with going back to her first year of Medicine. "The size of an apple seed." She smiled a little bit.
"Just thing," she rolled on her back placing her hands onto her stomach. "I am walking around with a part of Lincoln in me." she brushed her fingers over her stomach, nothing looking different.
"Sounds a little bit, sexual if you put it that way." She exhaled, rubbing her eyes. "Are you ever going to..? Tell him?" She asked, looking over Olivia.
"I need the right moment," her voice calm, "I want to be all, I'm having your baby," then her eyes looked over Nikole's, "But every time I look at him, I just see him wanting her, and I was just something to," she paused, "well, you know the rest."
Rolling over, onto her back, "You know- I don't think that's true." She thought about the conversation she had with Lincoln back in Fox River when he'd gotten Food Poisoning. "I think, he can't handle too many different things happening at once."
"Well it's not the right time," getting up looking to Nikole while moving off the bed. "Timing is always key, and it's never going to be the right time when Lincoln looks at me, like he wants to, well a repeat of that night isn't going to be safe with a baby."
Shaking her head, "No, you are right, it won't be." She yawned, lacing her fingers over her own stomach. "Well, when ever you do it." She half smiled. "If you want someone with you."
"Like a three way?" she asked feeling odd, "I mean, I've never really thought of you as the having sex with two other people." her eyes looking over Nikole's face confused.
Nikole's face lost all colour, "I meant when you tell him about the baby - if you don't want to do it alone! I don't want to be involved in your acts of sex with Lincoln!" She said tossing the pillow at Olivia.
Olivia laughed, "Oh, sorry," she kept looking over her. "No, I think it's best I tell him on my," she paused hearing the door knock, "What the..." she quickly got up walking towards the door, opening it, then she see no one, glancing to the floor seeing the brown envelope. "Nikole," her voice light walking into the room, "I think I am," she opened it up, "Well I think we've got photos." she placed the polaroids on the table, "My little Elle..." she glanced over her daughter's face.
Looking over the picture of the girl, the girl she'd met once before. Nikole looked at the newspaper. "Today's paper, that's a good... Sign." She saw the same paper in L.J's and in Sara's hand. "Olivia, I'm sorry." Nikole brushed her hand against her shoulder. "She'll be fine." She looked back to Elle May.
"My baby girl," she kept looking over the photo, her eyes looking to Nikole, "Nikole, I wonder what I am going to do?" she kept still looking to the door, "Lets go see Alex." she got up from the bed looking for shoes, she didn't want to be able to get through herself of what was going on.
"We'll figure it out. Maybe there is another way to get her back safely." Nikole nodded, pulling on her own shoes, biting her lip. She didn't understand how hard it was to have a child in dangerous, but she felt what it was like being around people with kids in danger.
"All I know, soon this is all over," she stretched out, "I am going to get that Susan, I am going to punch her face in." she kept her tone rough, while looking to Nikole.
Nikole laughed slightly, nodding. "That sounds like, that sounds pretty parental." She smiled.
When Alex heard his name being called for a visit, he walked to the same location, but hearing Michael being called also he walked beside the man he didn't like to hear, it was annoying, he glanced to see Olivia and Nikole standing beside each other. "Your friend still around Scofield."
"Don't talk to me," Michael glanced to Alex, then his eyes going to Olivia. "What are you doing here?" he didn't like this interrupting his plan.
Alex walked to Nikole, "you wasn't lying with the every day thing." he chuckled thinking about her promise the other day.
With a half smile, Nikole brushed her fingers up her exposed arm, still in the pink and black t-shirt dress with black leggings going to her mid-calf. She for a second glanced to Olivia and Michael, before looking back to Alex. "What can I say, I keep my word." Her voice still sad sounding, but less the world-hates-me, "How're you?" She was scared to know the answer.
"I need to ask you something?" Alex kept focused on Nikole, "I found something out," he kept focused oh her face, "Today about a way for me to get out here quicker." he kept his tone even while looking to her.
Michael kept looking towards Olivia, "What is going on with and Linc?" he asked with a sigh.
"I don't know what you're talking about Michael," she played with her hair looking over him.
Michael kept staring, "I've known you long enough to know your tell signs, you've never had a good poker face."
Nikole still watching Alex, looked slightly to the left, her heart beat quicker but unsure what he was implying. "What do you mean? How... You're not getting into trouble are you?" She bit her lip, her fingers curling against the links in the fence. "Wait, what do you need to ask me?" Her mind was going off into different directions.
Alex shook his head, "I am not in any trouble," he found himself moving closer to the fence, "There is a man, James whistler, he is wanted in here, and if you find him, and, find him." Alex stammered on his words, "I can get a court date, if I find him."
"Michael if I tell you this? You promise to keep it from Lincoln?" Olivia kept close to the fence.
Michael blinked, "Olivia are you trying to tell me, that, that you're not in love with him, because he's already told me."
"No Michael I'm pregnant," Olivia said watching Michael looking taken back.
He couldn't believe it, "you're pregnant," he said while looking serious, "Like, with a baby?"
Nikole thought about it, for a long, long minute. "But, how dangerous is it, to find him?" Her voice lowered. Sucking on her lower lip. Fingers tightened around the links.
"It won't be dangerous, because no one knows where he is, but me," he nodded getting close to his part of the fence, "I know where he is." he whispered slowly.
"Yes Michael, a baby, unless your brother really is a Dog," she touched her stomach, "Why would you think anyone else?"
Michael tilted his head right, "you're going to have to tell him, I am going to not, because it's better coming from you, but you need to stop fooling yourselves, and stop acting like stupid teenagers."
Nodding, Nikole closed her eyes for just a second, exhaling a shallow breath. "Are you okay though? I mean I know it's a stupid question to ask under the circumstances... But?"
"Right now I am holding on," he side glanced to hear the yelling from Olivia and Michael. "A lot better than what he's getting." he felt his eyes back to Nikole. "But I am going to find him, I will and we'll be together."
A genuine smile appeared over Nikole's face, "that sounds, really, really wonderful, Alex." Her voice was cool. "I..." She frozen, she couldn't bring herself to say it, not now. Just in case it made things worse, "I really miss you." She said instead.
Alex nodded, "I miss you too," he inhaled, "When I'm alone, I can't stop thinking of you, thinking of your skin," he inhaled, "you smell so good." he kept close to the fence trying to get closer to her.
Nikole held her fingers between different fence links, reaching for him; "I can't sleep properly without you beside me. Actually, I seem to fail at everything without you." Her voice got low, "I'm lost."
"Without," Alex started, "Nikki," his fingers touched hers for a few seconds, but a voice yelled them to move apart. "I am surviving the best I can without you Nikole Wilson." he then looked around the fence.
Nikole's heart skipped a beat, possibly two, inhaling a short breath. "Do what you need to do, to get back to me, Alexander." She nodded seriously. She herself wasn't exactly sure how much longer she could make it, without him.
Olivia walked over to Nikole placing her hand on her shoulder, "I'ma gonna go, cos Michael's being a dildo." her eyes looking over to Alex, "Hey," she waved, "you look like shit!"
Alex laughed, "you look like Daisy Duke..." he pointed out her outfit. "But can me and Nikole have a moment?" he asked softly.
"Yup," her hand saluted walking away from them, she turned back before leaving.
Alex staring at Nikole, "So I'll assume you two are bonding through all of this." he kept looking over her, "I am going to do, that thing Nikki," he kissed his hand placing his hand near hers again.
Nikole moved her hand, bringing her palm to her lips, kissing it, before bringing it back, placing it against the fence exactly where his was. "Be careful, I'll be back, soon." She stepped back from the fence with reluctance. "SYOTOS." She nodded, carefully stepping back again. Her eyes focused on him.
Olivia felt her hand reaching for the flusher of the toilet, she kept looking over the toilet, "I fucking hate morning sickness," she muttered while looking to the open door seeing Nikole on the bed, she'd not spoken since they got back to the hotel room. "Nikole!" she said quickly trying to get up, "I," she crawled into the main room looking up to her, "Are you going to speak, make fun of me puking my guts up..."
Staring off again, Nikole looked from the window covered by curtains, to Olivia on the floor in a crawling position. "... Laughing at other peoples misfortunes isn't polite." She voice low, before grabbing a pillow, hugging onto it.
"But, me, self inflicted," she got onto the bed, "I'm not an expert on the matter, being I'm not even sure what love is, but I know that." she stopped talking, "I'm thirty years old, and the only thing I can say is, I am pregnant again feeling like a loser." she glanced to the pillow in Nikole's arms, "You're going to visit him every single day he's in there?"
Her mind kept thinking about him, every part of thing and the longer she thought about him, she closed her eyes and swore she could smell him, his natural smell and old spice. Made her ache painfully. "Mmm-hmm," she whispered, before opening her eyes and looking at Olivia. "Until he gets out." Her thumbs brushed against the softness of the pillow.
"You know you're a masochist," getting on the bed lying beside Nikole glancing over the ceiling trying to make sense of her life, the fact this was the hardest thing in the world. "You know that it's going to hurt, the pain is going to pull you in so many different directions, that every time you close your eyes, feel the part, you know it's smart to walk away, try and forget." She rolled on her side looking over Nikole, "but the pain, you crave the pain to stop the numb ache that is much worse."
Listening to her words, Nikole couldn't deny they were true. She sighed, holding the pillow closer. "You're good." She pointed out, before biting her lip, turning onto her side, looking over Olivia, ",'Livia... I love him, I love him so much." She winced. "And you're right, the pain is... The pain is so much, nicer then being numb."
"plus Bi-polar people tend to have a need for stability to stop the ranges of feelings, the consistent spinning." she paused, "I'm not Bi-polar, my aunt was, well." she sighed, "Was, before my uncle left her, she put her head in the oven." she glanced to Nikole, "I'm not saying you're suicidal," Olivia cringed, "I'm sorry, I'm not good at being up lifting..." she listened to a bump on the door, "What was that?" she asked feeling scared.
Nikole listening to the bump and the sound of the door knob trying to twist open.
"Not Lincoln, he'd just break the door in, ignoring the knob." She whispered.
After Olivia mentioned Suicidal, Nikole pondered just for a second, before the bumping turned to knocking. "I'll go... At least if someone is trying to kill you... You'll get a head start." She let the pillow go, getting up heading from the room.
"That is so heroic of you," Olivia walked with her holding a leaflet of bars in the area, she opened the door in seeing the passed out Porto Rican on the floor hugging a bottle of Vodka. "Oh poor baby," she whispered looking over him.
"Fernando." Nikole tilted her head. "Of course, the bottle of almost empty..." She muttered, taking it from his death grip. "Watch on." Nikole glanced to Olivia.
Bending down carefully, partly picking up a passed out Fernando. "Poor bastard." She nodded agreeing with Olivia, dragging him into the hotel.
Olivia helped her move him to the couch, she glanced over his face, "Nando..." her voice light, "My Nando of Latino love..." she whispered looking to his face, she leant down brushing her lips against his cheek, "Wake up..."
Fernando muttered something in Spanish about smelly feet will be no more.
",'Nano! Wake up." Nikole tied, playfully smacking him across the other cheek.
"Oh yes, abuse me..." Fernando said in a half sexual voice.
"Oh come on." Nikole muttered.
Fernando slowly opening his eyes, everything was a blur. "Angels..." He whispered seeing two blurred figured.
"Not angels," Olivia whispered while touching his face lightly, "Just me, Olivia," she was feeling better about having him near, then seeing his chest, the white patch. "What happened to you my Latino hunky...?" her hands moving his black vest to see the blood soaked pad, then back to Nikole worried.
"I need, I need... My Maricruz." He winced painfully, feeling sick to his stomach and yet very warm inside. Watching Olivia, before looking to Nikole. "Hey, Doc..." He whispered.
Nikole stepped back. "I'll ... First aid kit." She nodded, heading into the washroom.
"Bellick... Didn't Take ... Her." Fernando was half in and half out.
Olivia watching Nikole getting a first aid kit, she touched him, "Nando babe," her eyes looking him over, "I know what it's like to no be able to go home," she brushed her hand over his face, "I am so sorry..." she leant down wrapping her arms around him carefully.
"So I sold my gun and bought my self... my booze!" He grabbed at air. "Where did, my..." He looked worried, looking to Olivia.
"Lets fix that bandage Fernando." Nikole said putting the first aid kit on her table.
"Nando, I am cutting you off," she placed the bottle she glanced over the label remembering the sex with Lincoln again. "Booze is bad." she quickly placed it on the floor looking over his eyes. "You need to be still for Nikole, okay."
"I'm floating." Fernando whispered, while Nikole started to bandage his wound again properly.
"Fernando, shh." She whispered, cleaning the wound.
Olivia placed her hands to his cheeks, "Papi," her calming tone directed to his face, "You need to be very still, Nikole is going to clean you up." she kept looking into his deep brown eyes. "Please for me Nando, be calm, be still."
Fernando calmed, carefully. "Si, okay... Si." He muttered.
"I don't like that Lincoln is gone this long," Olivia kept looking over Fernando Sucre sleeping off the booze and patched up. "At the prison, I saw this woman, who looked like, well, maybe, he, and her, they, or that Susan, banging on a bar..." she placed her hands into her hair. "I can't do it..."
"Lincoln isn't banging anyone on a bar!" Nikole said quickly. Looking over Olivia, "I mean, nah." She nodded. Walking to look over Olivia.
"Trust me, you seen this woman, you'd be banging her on a bar," she paused, "Okay, went to a lesbian place." she laid down looking to the ceiling, "I promise, like ultimate promise, I will fix everything with Lincoln, if he walks in that door right now!" she pointed like she was having a conversation with God.
Nikole turned, staring at the door and kept staring for five minutes, until the handle jiggled.
Nikole's eyes went wide, taking a step back. "Dang, I gotta pray more!" She remarked quickly.
"House keeping! I brought your new towels!" A voice said, a female Spanish accent voiced.
"Oh." Nikole looked disappointed.
"And a very tall with a block head!" She said again.
"See and this is why I told my Grandma I don't pray." Olivia rolled on her stomach looking to the wall, then got up looking to Fernando sleeping, "He's been out since," she rolled her watch around, "Like forever!" she thought about it, then exhaled, "I hate today, I'm so fucking bored!" she turned to face Nikole, "Wanna get some ice cream, and rent some pay per view videos?"
"That sounds, like were sad, lonely - fat chicks, but yes, yes please." Nikole pulled some money out of her pocket. "Ice cream and movies" She nodded with a half-smile.
An hour and a half later Olivia was sitting on the bed, looking to Fernando sitting in the middle of herself and Nikole. The movie was Bridget Jones Diary, "See this is just, heart breaking..." Olivia shovelled move ice cream into her mouth, "She is a play boy bunny, and see he's cheating and evil." her hormones where getting the best of her while watching the scene of Bridget in the bathtub upset over Daniel Cleaver her boss.
"Oh mami, mami I know!" Fernando blew his nose into a tissue; the painkillers he'd taken were making him wonky.
His eyes watering, a bag of chips in his lap.
"Meh." Nikole stared, bringing the metal spoon from her mouth, watching the screen with a blankish stare.
"See," Olivia kept looking to Fernando, "I missed this being in prison," she nodded, "I mean, you have sex first time, get knocked up, have sex second time," she exhaled, "I am either super fertile or super unlucky." she glanced into her tub of Ben and Jerry chocolate fudge brownie. "Want some Nando?"
Fernando had turned his head, "Mami, you're pregnant?" He blinked, neither he didn't get the memo or he was to drunk to read it.
Nikole turned her head. "Mmm-hmm it's an apple seed." Nikole was glad her Uterus was cooperative with the shot and never failed her.
Olivia nodded, "But don't say you know anything, cos I've still to talk to the baby daddy, that well, doesn't know, and thinks I hate him." she pushed the spoon full of ice cream into his mouth, "I call it the wanted convict code," she nodded taking the spoon from his mouth looking Nikole, "What time is it?"
Looking at her invisible watch, before glancing to the time on her cell phone. "Four-fifty-..." She stopped talking, hearing the door being pounded on roughly. "Livia! Lemme in!" Lincoln's voice sounded panicked. Before turning the knob. The room left unlocked. "You'll never-" He stopped, seeing everyone by the T.V. Fernando in front of Nikole and Olivia.
Olivia glanced up, "Shh, we're watching a very important part of this film, that I have never seen before," she tucked into more of her ice cream, she kept herself from looking to him, "Have fun with Susan B Anthony...?" she asked feeling the need to be bitchy right about now.
"Oh, this is awesome. I'm running all over the city, trying to save every ones asses and you are all sitting here, eating ice cream." He looked over the three of them.
"And watching movies." Nikole pointed to the screen.
"Si, Papi - Movies." Fernando glanced over Nikole to Lincoln.
Lincoln scoffed. "I can't believe this, ice cream and movies!" He pointed.
"I am trying to not have a nervous episode..." Nikole whispered, looking sad.
Olivia kept looking to the TV, "I am watching her, to stop her from having an episode, and kill herself, or a lot of people." she paused, "Or kill a lot of people, and herself." she glanced over to Nikole, "Kill a lot of people, burn a building down and or puppies and jump of the burning building into a pool of sharks." she stopped talking. "That would be an awesome action movie." she drifted off into her head while still eating the ice cream.
Nikole let out a saddened sigh.
Lincoln rolled his eyes, exhaling. "Well." He grabbed the remote turning the T.V. off.
"Hey!" Fernando said sharply.
"I got a box, inside the box was Sara's head." His voice seriously, shaken.
Everything went silent. Before Nikole burst out laughing.
A few seconds past, all that could be heard was Nikole rolling over with laughter. Olivia kept staring at the blank TV screen; she glanced from the screen to Lincoln's face. "You royal A-hole I was watching that!" she snapped, "I was..." she stopped, "A what in a what?"
"I found Sara's head in a box, Olivia." Lincoln said again feeling his chest getting tighter.
"Dude..." Fernando stared.
"Wait, a head," Olivia got up from the bed, she stood in front of Lincoln, her eyes fixed, she kept her hands to herself though. "Sara's dead?" she asked, it was a stupid question, but the fact was she didn't expect them to kill anyone. "Why would they kill Sara Lincoln, unless you did something stupid like try and rescue them all on your own."
"Yes," Olivia pointed out, "But why is her head, in the fucking Box Lincoln?" her hands up now, "I mean, they said, Michael get Whistler out, we get L.J, Elle May and Sara, but why would they kill Sara Lincoln...?" she lightly pushed him back, "Why?" she added quickly. "Why are they chopping heads off and putting them in boxes, please answer me that?" Olivia's eyes kept focused on him.
Staring at Olivia with a serious expression Lincoln brushed his hand over his face looking stressed "I can we just - can I have a minute to focus!" He sighed.
"Sometimes we'd all like minutes we can't have." Fernando pouted.
Olivia turned to look at Fernando, "It's not minutes, it's excuse making time," her eyes moved around the room, "What Lincoln is trying to hide from me, is the fact he tried to be a hero, he tried to find them." her eyes kept focused on his, "you tried to be a hero and now Sara's head is in a box, right now he's lucky they didn't put my daughter's head in a box, did that ever dawn on you?" she looked angry, "did it even cross that tiny mind of yours that if your stupid plan didn't work, they would kill one of our kids in the way to show they are not to be fucked with. God Lincoln what was going through your stupidly thick skull!"
Nikole had giggled again while biting her thumb, "Sara's dead." she smiled again.
"I'm sorry okay Olivia I just want this over with and no, no I didn't think." Lincoln crossed his arms " But it's not just your kid it's mine too"
"Wow, thank you," she nodded, "Thank you for informing me, of this plan, because if I'd know, I would of whooped your ass from here to the bay, and drowned you." Olivia exhaled, she wasn't used to the feeling everything ten times worse, the fact was, being pregnant wasn't the favourite thing for her to be. "Just from now on, I am going to these meetings, I am visiting Michael for updates, and you can inform me of everything that you've done so far." she folded her arms. "Are we clear?"
After a minute Lincoln had nodded and signed his hand brushing against his face again. "Yeah, clear."
"And I'm here to help you any means necessary." Fernando popped his head into the conversation.
