Blue came to her senses a few hours later, she was laying on back in her cell. She was laid out on her bed, on her back. She glanced up out of the window, it was still dark outside. Blue couldn't move very well because of the beating, she was still stiff, but she could feel something warm next to her, she tried to turn to look, but she let out a muffled cry of pain, and then a sob, which awoke the sleeping Franky next to her.
Franky carefully sat up and helped Blue up next to her. They were sat cross legged next to each other on the bed. Blue was leaning on Franky so she stayed up right.
"What has that witch done to you?" Franky muttered kissing her sister on the side of her face.
"How long have you been here?" Blue croaked.
"Ssh, don't try and speak." Franky whispered.
"Since the wardens bought you back. Got them all wrapped around my little finger, otherwise they know what what I'll do." She added.
Blue nodded weakly.
"I'll fucking kill her. I swear to god I'll kill her." Franky muttered.
Franky was there stoked the side of her sisters face.
"Go back to sleep. I'll deal with her tomorrow." Franky soothed.
Blue reluctantly agreed and laid back down on her bed with Franky's help. She fell asleep fairly quickly.
She was very stiff that day, and in pain. But Franky's crew looked after her. They let her get her food first, carried her tray, opened doors, that kind of thing.
Late evening, Blue started to feel a bit off, and she didn't finish her tea. She had an uneasy feeling. Something was going to go wrong, she knew it, she just knew it. Franky noticed that she was behaving peculiarly and started to get concerned, but she didn't say anything.
They where sat on the sofa in the H block with Boomer and Sky one side, then Blue then Franky. Franky had one arm around Blue's shoulders and the other one resting on her leg.
A lot of people at Wentworth didn't like Blue, because she was Franky's sister.
Franky elbowed her gently in the ribs to try and get an answer out of her.
"Not tonight." She whispered.
"Are you okay?" She asked. It wasn't very often Blue was silent and didn't eat.
"Absolutely fine" Blue smiled back. Franky knew she was lying, but wisely didn't pursue it anymore then.
Boomer and Sky glanced at each other with raised eyebrows.
"Look, if she doesn't want to talk tonight, we don't talk tonight. End of story." Franky said sternly, cutting their looks off.
That's one of the reasons Blue is so close with Franky, she's so defensive of Blue, even when they argue, Franky would never let anyone touch her sister and get away with it.
Everyone was sat chatting for a while longer, but finally lock up came. Blue went into her cell, and Franky followed.
"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" She offered, Blue really wanted her to, but she felt that it was unfair for her to expect Franky to be there every time she had a moment of doubt.
"No, I am good." Blue said, she regretted it almost immediately, but before she could change her mind off Franky went, leaving Blue with a kiss on the forehead.
Blue lay awake for ages on her bed, and eventually decided to go to Franky. They left the cells unlocked overnight, well unlock able from the inside, in case of emergency. Blue opened her door, and walked across the hall. Directly in front then left. 5 steps forward, 3 steps left. Blue knew she would end up making this trip regularly, sometimes more than once a night. She knocked on the door lightly, Blue didn't want anyone else to notice she wasn't in her own cell.
"You took your sweet time." Franky smiled. Blue sat down on the corner of the bed and waited for Franky to join her.
"I expected you earlier." She smiled.
"What's wrong?" Franky asked Blue.
"Come on." Franky said, gently pulling Blue down on the bed so they where laying down facing each other. Franky was going to get it out of Blue sooner or later, so she thought she may as well just tell her.
"Something's not right" Blue whispered, realizing how crazy she sounded.
"What do you mean?" Franky asked, studying her facial expressions.
"Something's not right" Blue repeated. Her breathing began to quicken, but Franky has a habit of containing her panic attacks before they happen.
"Slow down, breathe." She said calmly to Blue, placing a hand gently on the side of her face and stroking her cheek.
"What do you mean." Franky repeated slowly, once Blue's breathing had slowed.
"I don't know. I just know something's going to happen. Something bad. Instinct, you know?" Blue said, she didn't even know what she meant, she just knew she had a gut feeling, and her gut feelings tend to be right.
Blue rolled over and let Franky get close, she wrapped her arms around her and rested her chin on top of Blue's head.
"I love..." Franky began to whisper.
That's the last thing Blue remembers before blacking out.
Blue didn't know how long it was before she woke up. She had no clue what was going on at first.
She started to panic.
She couldn't see Franky anywhere.
She looked around.
"Franky?" Blue whispered. No response.
"Franky?" Blue said again, louder that time. She was really panicking. Still no response.
"Franky?!" Blue repeated, a lot louder. This time Franky responded.
"Hey, I'm okay." Franky responded. Blue sat up and let out a sob, they were both okay.
Franky came out of no where and knelt down and wrapped her arms around Blue. She pushed her head into her shoulder and let Blue sob for a second. That's when they noticed the smoke. The smell. The heat.
