The Escape

Chapter Seven

Everyone who was in divisions 9 and 4 was ordered to line up against the wall others were forced to leave, so Lincoln followed me out of the room. "What was it you were going to tell me back there before all that happened?" I asked.

Lincoln pulls me aside into a corner, "Noah had Vlad assign me to your cell."

"Why?" I asked. Lincoln got quiet for a few minutes, which worried me. "Damnit, Link!" I quietly snapped. "Tell me what's going on."

Lincoln cups one of his hands over my ear and whispers, "Noah told me to tell you that your tests came back positive. 

Your pregnant Taylor."

Apart of me wanted to be excited, but another part of me knows that this puts me in even more danger. Especially if anyone here were to find out. Every part of me was scared because it's not just myself anymore that I had to worry about. I placed my right hand on my belly as I told Lincoln, "Okay."

There wasn't much really for me to say. I just knew that I had to be cautious of my actions. Anything out of my usual character would potentially cause attention to myself and that I didn't need. We got to the corner to turn towards my cell when I get a chair smashed across my back. I rolled onto my side and saw Samantha with some guy.

Samantha pulls me up to my feet by my hair. "You need to learn your place here thirteen." She hissed.

Samantha slaps me across the face. I told her, "Is that the best you got." She then tosses me down to the ground and starts kicking me in the stomach. 

Oh no!

Lincoln grabs Samantha and slams her hard against the wall. He then finds a piece of the broken chair and tries to stab her with it. "Lincoln look out!" I croaked out.

The guy with Samantha hits Lincoln over the head with a led pipe. Lincoln drops to the ground, unconscious. Shit! "Your friend just tried to kill me and my wife." He hissed.

Before he could do anything, Rod steps in between us, "I don't think you want to do that there Kevin."

Kevin snarls at Rod, "Out of my way old man!"

Rod tells him, "That's not gonna happen there kid."

"I'm warning you to stay out of it!" Kevin snapped.

Rod laughed sarcastically at Kevin, "I don't know what's funnier. Your threat or you think'n that you can kill me." Just then, Rod quickly puts Kevin in a chokehold, "I've been at this a lot longer than you boy."

Samantha starts regaining consciousness as she turns over on her side. "Huh." She mumbled. Without even batting an eye, Rod snapped Kevin's neck. "NO!" Samantha cried out.

"I believe that it is you, Samantha Carson, that needs to know your place." Rod threatened.

Guards took Samantha to solitary confinement. Not because she was a risk to others, she was more risk to herself. Honestly, her being locked away from everyone else was a relief for everyone that was either an enemy or a friend to her. Everyone was better off.

I woke up in the middle of the night with Noah outside my cell. I quickly go to get up, but Lincoln gently pushes me back down, "Easy."

The baby! "Did something happen to-?" I asked.

Lincoln answers in Russian, "The baby is fine. Noah did an echo test, and the baby's heartbeat is as strong as a bull."

I started crying as Noah tells me, "I'm gonna be posted here outside of your cell from now on."

"Thank you, Noah," I replied, sniffling back my tears.

"Taylor."

Lincoln looks around confused as he asks Noah, "Did you say that?"

Noah answers as he holds onto his gun tightly, "It's the intercom."

"Taylor honey!"

Jonathan! Then everything went black as the security lights kicked on. "What the hell was that?" I asked sounding freaked out.

Noah answers, "Someone must have hacked the intercom system. Your family might be trying to track you down."

There was a small chance of hope instilled in me. Knowing that my family was doing everything they can to rescue me made me realize just how much power my division had within this organization. Right now, I'm the cheerleader cheering them on every step of the way until I can be called into play.