Forbidden (OITNB Fanfic) ON HOLD

Chapter 2

A/N: Thank you all for such positive reviews! I have this story on two sites and both are doing well. I didn't expect this story to do as well as it has. I wanted to also say that I will be going back to school in a few days so I will do my best to update. As always mistakes are on me.

I also just got Kate's book in the mail today and cannot wait to read it!

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-KSuzMil

April 23rd 1997, Litchfield Prison

It had been three days and three even longer dark and cold nights since she had seen him. Ever since their conversation in Healy's office he had been avoiding Red. Galina tried to be patient and give him time but the small baby inside her would eventually become very difficult to hide. She had spent the last few days on her own it had given her time to come up with a plan. Now all she had to do was convince Sam to do his part. She took a deep breath and rounded the corner to his office, the door was halfway open. Slowly she stuck her head inside, "Sam?"shw whispered.

Healy looked up from his paperwork, "What do you want Resnikov?" he barked

Red opened the door further and stepped inside closing it behind her. "I have a plan."

"Whatever you suggest it won't work. I'll just lose my job."

"Would you just stop being selfish for one minute and think about the baby?" she pleaded.

Sam looked at her, she was in here for organized crime and he knew damn well that he manipulative skills were close to perfect, "Let's hear it."

Red smiled and sat on the corner of his desk, "You have to promise to go along with it."

"Just tell me what it is first Galina."

She took a deep breath, "Dmitri"

"What does your husband have to do with this?"

Her voice got low as she leaned in closer to him, "I break out of here, go find my family, have sex with Dmitri and then get thrown back in."

Sam sighed, "Galina, how do you expect to get out of here? And once you're out why would you want to come back?"

"Listen to me Sam, if I break out and go on the run they will take my baby and extend my sentence. If I let them take me back quietly then I'll probably just get thrown in the SHU."

"Once the baby is born?" he asked cupping her face in his left hand.

Galina looked away from him tears welling in her eyes, "He'll have to raise it. He has my boys and they're still alive so it can't be that bad."

Sam stood up, "You want me to let another man raise my child?" he shouted

"Keep your voice down" she hissed "it's either this or you lose your job and our child ends up in the system."

He knew she was right, hell she was always right. Why did he have to go and get himself involved with an inmate? Who was he kidding he knew why, he loved her. Although they had not yet admitted it to one another he knew that he was in love with her.

"Okay Galina" he took a deep breath, "What do I have to do?"

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Healy walked down the hallway minutes after having his conversation with Red about Kristina. He took a few turns and ended up outside of the room she had been placed in until she got her bunk assignment. H walked in, Resnikov?" he asked. It felt strange saying Galina's last name when she wasn't anywhere around.

"Here!" a tiny pixie like girl jumped down from one of the bunks/

Her hair was a shade of dark red, not like Galina's now but like when she had first arrived at Litchfield. The girl was about 5'2 and 110 pounds he guessed. Did Dmitri not feed his daughter? Her red hair was long, down to the middle of her back and she kept in smooth and shiny from what he could tell. She had pale white skin and soft pink lips, but her eyes did it for him. It was then that he had no doubt in his mind that she was Galina's. Those blue eyes, so pure an innocent just looking at him. Was this really happening?'

"Hello?" Kristina said waving her hands in front of Healy "I'm Resnikov!"

The girl did not have Galina's voice, she had more of a New York accent which he didn't mind.

"Yes sorry, I'm Mr. Healy I'll be your Condoler."

"Nice to meet you" she said holding out her hand. "I'm Kristina"

He had never shaken a prisoners hand before but this time it was different, it as his daughter.

"Please, let's go to my office and talk." He told her.

She nodded and followed im out of the room.

"I look like her don't I?" Kristina asked him as they walked.

More than you know he thought, "Yeah a little" he replied unlocking his office door.

"My Father says I'm the spitting image, he doesn't think he passed anything along to me." She laughed taking a seat in the chair across from the desk.

Hearing the young woman refer to Red's dead beat ex as her father was difficult for Healy to hear.

"So you're in here for organized crime just like your mother" he said sitting down in his chair/

She nodded, "Yep"

"Now why would you go get yourself involved with something like that?"

Kristina sighed, "Look if you knew anything about the Resnikov's you would know that after my mother got caught the mafia left the family alone. The market closed a few years back and we didn't have the heart to tell Ma and we needed money so I. . . ." she paused and looked at him.

"You took it upon yourself to save the family such as your mother had."

"How did you know?"

"I know Galina quite well."

"If you knew her so well you would know that nobody calls her that." She spat.

"Right. Anyway we're here to talk about you, what do you like to do?"

Kristina laughed, "Look you don't have to be nice to me, I know you're here if I need you but I'm a Resnikov I can take care of myself Mr. Healy." She said getting up.

Healy sighed, she may be a Resnikov by name but by blood she was a Healy.

"Kristina" he said

She turned around, "Your mother is waiting for you in her bunk."

She nodded, "Thanks Mr. Healy." She smiled and walked out of the room.