Walking out of the Prison Olivia glanced over Lincoln, "Do you want the bad news, or the really bad news?" she placed her hands into her pockets while looking around to see that Fernando who was in the back seat of the car.
"The really bad." Lincoln felt himself dreading this, only imaging what was going to be happening now. He kept looking over Olivia.
"Michael, he said he doesn't know what to do now, cos they are replacing all the bars," she kept looking over Lincoln's face. Olivia kept moving her hands from her pockets to her hips and back.
"And the... Bad news?" Lincoln asked carefully, he was trying to keep the anxiety he was experiencing under wraps.
"His is mega pissed at you," she nodded, "He thinks you're a selfish git, and that you shouldn't of assumed he wouldn't of done anything to get L.J and Elle back." Olivia held a hand up, "I cleaned the language up a little." she pointed out while looking to Lincoln, "But I've had an idea."
"Oh please, enlighten me with your idea, Olivia." Lincoln rubbed the side of his face, stress was written all over it, still thinking about the gun that was at Olivia's head, L.J. and Elle May in the back of the Van.
Olivia tried to keep her eyes from glaring, it was hard to believe she was trying to be nice to him, but no, he had to be a douche bag. "Well, it's the fact we need to work a way, to get the exchange on our terms," she exhaled, "The fact they will be a threat on our lives, but they want Whistler." she placed her hands in her pockets again.
"So ... We make a plan, tell them its the plan, really have a different plan, take Whistler hostage, exchange in a public place and then fucking run like hell?" Lincoln stared.
"Something like that," she then glanced over his face, "Lincoln, how you feel about getting into property...?" she asked, the fact that Olivia was going to have to wait until after all this to tell him the truth.
"Property?" Lincoln asked watching her with his eyebrows pulled together.
"Just drive," Olivia touched his arm, "Drive, and I'll let you know where." Placing a hand on his arms, she let out a light sigh; she really wished he wasn't this buff.
Alex kept looking to the door for Nikole, he was going to have his time to get back to America, he played with his hands waiting for the hearing to start.
Pushing the courtroom door open, Nikole had changed into something more court appropriate; A long black flowing skirt and a white t-shirt. Her blonde hair brushed back into a tight high-set ponytail. When she'd gone out to shop for these clothes, she'd seen Felicia Lang talking to a greasy haired Teenager. Moving her flats didn't make a sound on the title floor.
Alex's eyes looked up to Nikole feeling his attention going from her feet to her face, he kept watching her moving across the floor, his hand scratching at his wrist, he couldn't hold it together, he was feeling himself starting to crumble apart.
Sullins, who was sitting beside Alex, looked from his face to his nails scratching at his wrist, seeing the bloody smears. "You've got to be kidding me." His voice was dark.
Alex kept looking from Sullins to his hand, "I am sorry, but if you've not noticed," he exhaled, "I am under a lot of pressure, my life is on the line." he pointed out, "you've no idea what I am hoping not to die."
Sullins still watching Alex closely. "You better not make me look like a fool, Alex." His voice was dark. He turned seeing Nikole sitting behind them in the spectators rows. Nikole was staring at the back of Alex's head.
Alex picked up a jug of water, he was pouring the water into a glass, "Well, if you've not noticed, you have no idea what you are dealing with." he glanced as the people started to sit at the stand.
Sullins walking out of the courtroom with Alex who had completely bombed the trail and made him look like a fool. He had a sour look on his face.
Nikole had stood up from waiting outside, during the verdict the public weren't allow inside. "That was a complete waste of time." Sullins said darkly, looking down at Nikole.
Nikole looked solemn, trying to keep tears back, her heart breaking all over again.
"Clean him up, before he stains the suit." Sullins gestured to the scratches and bloody marks on Alex's wrist.
Alex looked to Nikole, his eyes focused on her face, "I failed, I, I, I failed it because I can't." he held his hands together trying to keep calm, but then he knew he was going to fail.
"It's okay, Alex - It's okay." Nikole's voice soft and calm, she brought her hand placing it over top of his. "Let's, get you a bandage." She nodded, as they moved toward an empty room with a first aid kit inside.
Alex kept watching Nikole fixing up his arm, "Nikole, I am, sorry." he kept looking to her, "but we've got to make something clear." he looked into her eyes, "I want to know if you go me, if you go me..." he brushed his free hand into his hair, "something to take the edge off."
Bringing the bandage around his wrist carefully, Nikole used the plastic mini scissors to it, before looking up at him, her stomach kept twisting, it made her want to throw up. "I. Don't have any drugs, Alex." Her voice was a half-whisper, half-low tone of voice.
"Should of known," Alex kept looking her over, "you don't seem like the person who'd do that." For a second Alex kept watching her eyes, "but you know what this means, I'm going back to Sona..."
"Yeah." Nikole added the medical tape to the bandage keeping it all together and not falling apart, she looked across the room for a minute.
She swallowed dryly, "I know." She looked down, closing her eyes for a minute. She wasn't going to cry, she kept telling herself that.
"With a question," he looked more over her face, "I need you to tell me, did the escape happen?" he asked seriously now.
Looking back to him, here eyes were looking into his. "No." Her voice was serious and low at the same time.
Alex inhaled, letting out a breath, "I need you," he kept his voice low; he wanted to make sure this wasn't misunderstood. "I want you, to get on the plan, don't take no for an answer." he nodded; he knew that Michael Scofield didn't give up too easy.
"I..." Nikole said as Sullins opened the door coming into the room. Looking between the two of them. "Nikole, you're staying in Panama, I presume?" He asked her, completely ignoring Alex, looking over his head.
"Yes, I am." Nikole looked at him.
"Good, my flight leaves in an hour, you can escort Alex back to SONA." His voice was stern.
"I can?" Nikole questioned him.
"Yes, you can. Unless you want the Military to escort him back? Though I hear - they don't like former American law enforcement."
"-Yeah, I got it, I'll do it." Nikole looked at Alex for a minute.
"Good, I'll see you - if you ever make it back to The States." Sullins said darkly, turning and leaving the room, closing the door behind him.
Olivia sitting in the waiting room, it was enough that she was looking over to Sofia, she was alive because Lincoln saved her life, it made Olivia feel sick to her stomach while playing with a piece of her hair. "You know, I hate you right?" she asked the woman trying her hardest not to beat her with a bedpan; she didn't even care if there was witnesses.
Sofia was staring at Olivia, with a blank expression, though inside she was scared, very nervous. "I don't hate you..." She whispered.
"Yeah, but then I hate any hoe that keeps giving my, at the moment on a break cos I have issues boyfriend, come to bed eyes," she folded her arms, "Stop looking at Lincoln like you're about to drop to your knees and blow him!" she pointed into Sofia's face, "home wrecker!"
"I don't want your complicated Boy Friend." Sofia said lying by the skin of her teeth; her eyes shifted away seeing Lincoln. "Oh! Lincoln!" She stood up quickly.
"We've gotta get." Lincoln said looking at Olivia.
"See, you're doing it now!" Olivia snapped, she didn't like this, "you, stay the hell away from me, and Lincoln, and just go get a eleven inch dildo and shove it up your ass, cos I don't want to know how loose your fish vag is!" she stopped holding her mouth, her eyes looking to the people staring at her. "I think we should leave..." she quickly walked out of the hospital.
Sofia's jaw dropped open and Lincoln's eyes went huge, looking at Olivia, he hadn't expected anything like that to come out of her mouth, ",'Livia, been spending to much time with the Southerner... Come on, quickly..." He held his hand out for her.
Olivia kept glaring to Sofia, the fact she didn't know what to say to Lincoln, but her eyes quickly looked to his face, "I say what I say, cos I am sick of her, and her eyes you like you're some prize to bang!" she kept holding her mouth, "I hate hormones!"
Still staring at Olivia. Lincoln finally blinked carefully. "Hormones?" He asked her, before his eyes widened. "Ew... periods." He whispered to himself.
Sofia still staring looking lost.
Olivia slapped him upside the head, "you idiot, no," she then thought about the last time she had a period, it was the first escape attempt, she remember because the cramps, and the being more upset when Lincoln was going to be executed, then her eyes went to her wrist remembering her actions for thinking she was losing him. "I was a complete idiot."
Lincoln now looked like the lost one, but his eyes dropping, seeing her looking over her wrist, the gash's that had turned into light pink lines. ",'Livia." He whispered, bringing his thumb to carefully brush against the scares. "You weren't an idiot." He thought about it, feeling bad again.
"I just want to..." she glanced to the left seeing a can pulling up, "Not now..." she hated that every time she was going to tell Lincoln, something would come up, this being Susan and a car full goons.
"Get in the car," she snapped to Lincoln and Olivia, her voice was dead serious, "Come on!" she slowly walked over to Sofia, "why is it, everywhere I go, there you are?" she tilted her head to the left, "Go home Sofia."
"But, no ... Lincoln I'm trying to tell you that..." Sofia stopped herself seeing the look Olivia was giving her and it made her really nervous.
"What? What?" Lincoln said while looking from Olivia to Susan and the car.
"What something, something, isn't right!" Sofia was nervous.
"Just get in the god damn car Lincoln!" Susan pushed Lincoln into the back seat; her goons were quick to put a blindfold on Lincoln.
Olivia was already with a blindfold on; she listened as the driver side door opened, and the passenger side. "Don't do anything stupid," Gretchen hissed as the car started.
Feeling the car coming to a stop after going around a corner, the doors opening and the blind fold coming off, Lincoln felt himself closing his eyes again for a minute, the sunlight was brighter then he remembered.
Re-opening his eyes, Lincoln saw a tiny little hut looking thing in the middle of nowhere. His stomach instantly become twisted and knotted.
"Wow, a little hut in the middle of no where, I've always wanted one of those..." Olivia said sarcastically.
Gretchen snapped a face at her, "I am doing you a favour," her eyes narrowed, "I've noticed you two need a little motivation to get you moving," she then inhaled, "One minute with your kids, one minute..." she nudged her head as the door of the hut opened.
"Elle!" Olivia quickly dashed into the hut, sitting on a chair tied was Elle May, next to her was L.J both with duck tape on their mouths.
L.J's eyes brightened when he saw his dad coming into the hut with Olivia, the duct tape tight against his mouth, pulled when he tried to mumble words.
"L.J," Lincoln said exhaling seeing him. "Elle May." his eyes looking over her as well.
"I need you guys to know." His voice was low. "The next time you see us." He pointed to Olivia and himself, "Just keep your eyes on us, will tell you what to do."
Olivia pulled the Duck tape off Elle May's face, "I, Mom, I can't..." she exhaled while feeling her mother's hand brushing her hair back.
"Shh, baby, shh." Olivia glanced from Elle May to L.J, "Look, we're going to get you out of this, I promise."
"Mom," Elle side glanced to L.J, "Mom that woman is a crazy bitch!" her eyes wide, "Sara, she, Sara, I wasn't in the room, but I heard them, they, I heard screams."
L.J. kept looking at his dad, as Lincoln carefully pulled the Duct tape off L.J. mouth, "Dad." L.J. said quickly, taking in a deep breath.
"Hey, hey I'm sorry." Lincoln touched the side of L.J. face for a moment.
L.J. was terrified.
Olivia glanced from Elle May to L.J, "Listen to me," she whispered, "you're going to be getting out of this, I promise, I'll do all I can, we. Will do all we can."
"Minutes up!" Gretchen kept looking from Lincoln's back to Olivia's. "Come on..."
Olivia quickly wrapped her arms around Elle May, looking into her blue eyes, "Hey, I love you." she kissed her forehead.
"I love you too mom," she cried feeling her mother's arms holding, and wanted to hold her back.
"I love you dad." L.J. said leaning into his father who was hugging him. "Love you too, kiddo - remember what I said." He whispered into his ear, before letting go reluctantly.
Alex kept watching Nikole while she drive, his wrist bandaged up, he kept watching how she focused on the road, "You know, I'm going to go clean," he kept calm, "I am, going to get sober."
"Yeah," she said carefully, thinking about the number of times she'd heard that from drug addicted patients and ninety-nine per cent of them turned up O.D'd. again or dead. She side glanced him for a moment. "It's a lot harder with so many tempting things..."
Alex glanced over the road, "Why can't we just run away now?" he kept looking over her face, "Why are we even driving that way Nikole?"
"I'd like to, I'd like to keep driving," her focus looking back to the road barely wide enough to fit two cars side by side, the cloud of dust behind the car, "because you don't deserve to be in here." Her voice had dropped, her eyes misting over.
For a second Alex kept focused on his hands, his eyes slowly moved to meet with hers, his eyes trying too hard to not break down. "Nikole," he exhaled, "I'm sorry, but I really," he stopped talking, he closed the gap between then, in the parking lot, he kissed her softly.
Feeling her eyes closing, her fingers carefully brushing into his hair, returning his kiss while trying to ignore the small tears starting to slip down her cheeks.
She pulled back from him after a moment; she kept looking over his face. Her fingers brushed from his hair across his cheek. "I, ... I love you." Her voice was a cross between low and a whisper.
Pulling away from her, Alex kept looking over her eyes, his hand reached out brushing a tear away, feeling his eyes deeper into hers. "I love," he stopped, his voice trembled; "I love you too." he reached forward kissing her lightly.
Nikole held his face while she kissed him back, feeling their lips together made her stomach twist. A guard standing outside the car, hit the hood. "Prisa arriba - Hurry up!" He snapped, the sun beating down making him cranky.
With reluctance Nikole pulled away from Alex, her eyes looked sad and scared. "Here." She said carefully while picking up her bag, opening it. Digging around carefully.
For a second Alex kept still, he was watching her digging around, "Nikole." he was curious to what she was looking for, plus he could see her face looking focused, he knew it was best to keep quiet.
Carefully, Nikole pulled out something from her bag, putting the bag down, she held a Bronzed lollipop. While looking back to Alex, into his eyes, "My God-Father, gave this to me, when I got accepted into Med-School and it..." She looked down to it, "It kept me clean."
Alex's hand reached out taking the bronzed Lollipop, he glanced over it, finally looking to her eyes, "I always wondered why the lolly thing was about." he smiled, he lightly glanced into her eyes one more time, quickly kissing her before getting out of the car.
Touching her lips with her finger tips, Nikole watched as the guards on either side of Alex, started escorting him back into the prison, making her side the inside of her cheek.
Picking up her cell phone, she dialled a number, putting it to her ear, listening to the phone ringing and ringing, before someone answered.
"Hello?" Their voice was rough, unsure of who the number calling him was.
"We have to talk, right now." Nikole's voice had darkened, a look of determination in her eyes.
"Who the hell is this?" They asked trying to sound powerful over the line.
"Shut up, Lincoln." Nikole started pulling out of SONA. "Twenty-minutes; Arco iris salpicaduras bar." She then snapped her phone closed.
