"I'd accept your help, but I'm not stupid. I know everything costs something in these walls, so what is it that you want?"
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When the only girl in Fox River finds the only man who isn't a cold blooded criminal in prison. What will happen when she f...
"Alright folks, you're good to start working" the guard calls from around the door of the PI building.
I glare at T-Bag but he just smirks
"You might wanna keep a tighter hold on your bitch, fish- she was whispering some dirty things she was going to do to me in my ear just now" he says
He turns and grabs a bag of cement and hauls it inside- all whilst housing a sick smirk
I scoff until I turn to see Sucres face
"Wait you don't actually believe him do you?" I ask
Sucre starts to laugh as he walks past and taps my back
"Trust me, I know exactly what you said" he says "you probably either threatened a part of his anatomy or you should have"
I smile as he walks away
I turn to Ink
He shakes his head
"What'd you say?" He asks "wait, do I even want to know?"
I just smile as I walk ahead to join the others who are starting work for the day, my actions being enough of an answer
Ink follows after me
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As soon as I round the corner, to the room we will be working on, I see a familiar face.
"What?" I breathe out "How did you-" I don't get to finish my scentence before Lincoln pulls me into his arms.
He pulls me closer than anyone ever has. It's almost as if he doesn't believe this moment is real and him holding my tight is the only way he can make sense of it.
I don't complain as I silence my loud thoughts of confusion. I rest my head on his shoulder.
It lasts a minute before he holds me at arms length. I smile at him as I watch him take in every part of me with his eyes.
"How?" I whisper after a second
He shakes his head
"It's a long story" he says "I can't believe I finally get to touch you and not through a fence or with injuries that make me think I'm hallucinating" he says
"I'm not much, sorry about the disappointment" I say after realising he was waiting for this
He pulls me into a hug again as I laugh
"You're more than enough. You're amazing." He says by my ear "you're just who i hoped Micheal would be with"
I then realise how much this does means to him and I sigh as we pull apart.
I could tell he was worried about what he was leaving behind after his execution, he didn't need to tell me for me to see it.
I smile just as the man himself comes up behind me
"You hadn't hugged before?" Ink asks
I shake my head
"Not properly" I admit "but I could tell from our first meeting that we would get along- believe it or not this oaf is the only person I've been trapped in a room with and not wanted to escape from" I say
I laugh at Micheals confused face as I remember the way we both hid in the store room during the riot last month.
I step back as Lincoln nods to Ink, addressing him, before I scrape my hair up and grab a shovel.
I walk close to the hole before looking inside. One of the only times that I was on PI it did not look anything like this, it was more of a dent than a hole, but now it was slowly growing deeper.
"How much further down do you recon?" I ask the room
Abruzzi is the one to answer as he holds a clipboard
"A metre or so" he says like it is nothing
"Oh so not much then?" I ask with sarcasm as I jump down into the hole and give it the first crack with my spade.
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I last about twenty minutes before my arms start to grow tired.
"Who's up next?" I ask Abruzzi
"T-bag" he says
The man in question groans
"How come you don't have to do anything!" He asks as the tension in the room starts to thicken
"I'm getting outside arrangements made" he informs him
"What and we are just the labourers?" He asks
Abruzzi shrugs
T-bag starts to move towards him before a few of the men stand in between them.
"I think Lucas had better go and get some more supplies outside" Lincoln says as he walks over
"No, I'm fine, you don't have to protect me from a few men fighting because of their own stupidity" I say as I cross my arms
"Just... please?" Lincoln asks
I slowly unlace my arms as I nod. He clearly doesn't want me to be here and possibly get in the way
"I wouldn't want you to have anything on your record for incase you need a clean one for your retail" he says
"Oh-" I say after realising he's just trying to keep me out of harms way "yeah, I get it" I say
I walk out of the door.
Stepping outside I wipe my forehead after feeling the wind whip my face. I was sweating profusely after digging for so long.
I look over to the pile of concrete bags and I sigh as I walk over and attempt to lift one up. It doesn't move even a tiny bit and I give it a frustrated kick.
Suddenly I hear a slow clap
I look up as I push the hair out of my face
It's Bellick
"Well I came to give you some bad news but watching you struggle was entertainment enough. "
I wet my lips that are dry.
"What is it?" I ask, not wanting to assume the worst while ignoring his jab in attempt to get it out of him faster.
He smiles
"You've had a family death... you might want to come with me and fill out a few forms" he says, vaguely
"What?!" I ask
"No questions answered until we get to the office, come on" He says
I drop the idea of going back to the others and I follow him blindly.
The only thing I was worried about was finding out who was dead.
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