Innocent (Lams prison au)

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A/N warning suicidal thoughts & actions ya

"Today's the day!" Alex announced excitedly, shaking John awake.
"Wha- oh, OH! Your trial!" John exclaimed as he sat up slowly. Alex quickly pecked him on the cheek before jumping out of bed and performing a little jig over to his shelf where he had a crisp, freshly pressed suit laid out and waiting for him.

John laughed at Alex's happy dance, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Alex swept the suit up in his arms and held it up beside him.
"Ooh snazzy," John chuckled as Alex posed with the suit. Alex smiled brightly, but his expression faulted as he lay the suit back down and approached John slowly.

He knelt in front of where he sat on the bed, taking John's hands in his.
"This won't be the last time we see each other, I promise," Alex whispered. John nodded in approval and rest his forehead against Alex's.
"Better not be," John laughed half-heartedly, squeezing Alex's hands.
"I wouldn't be able to stay away," Alex shrugged, looking up at John through his eye lashes. "Does this prison do conjugal visits?" Alex smirked, licking his lips. John laughed before dropping to a serious tone.
"Yes." John tilted his head to the side and pressed his lips against Alex's. They broke apart slowly and without another word Alex stood up and let John's hands slip from his grasp.

Alex brushed his teeth and then began to slip into his suit while John made his bed. Once he had his shirt, pants and shoes on, John appeared behind him with his jacket, helping him slip it on. Alex stood patiently as John folded his cuffs and tied his tie for him.

He finished the tie and let his hands rest on Alex's shoulders.
"You're gonna do amazing," John smiled, looking into Alex's eyes with a determined glint. Alex returned his gaze, a smile tugging at his lips. "Let me do your hair," John laughed, running a hand through Alex's knotty locks.

Alex chuckled as John pushed him to the floor in front of the bed and got to work on combing it into a neat low ponytail. Once it was finished he helped pull Alex to his feet and lead him to the cell door.

Alex leaned in for one last kiss before he swung the door open. Outside the cell block Samuel Seabury waited with cuffs and a folder for Alex with all the paperwork required.
John, Hercules and Lafayette bid him farewell and wished him luck as he was taken out of the cell block and had his hands cuffed in front of him. Soon he was being lead through the corridors and out to the front of King's, ready to begin his journey to the court.

Part of John hoped Alex was innocent, for his own good, but another part of him longed for Alex to be guilty. The first reason for this being that Alex would be able to stay with him at King's, and the second being that John wouldn't feel as indescribably guilty about being a criminal, about killing someone, if Alex had too.

Alex arrived in the court and not long after the session began. Alex sat patiently beside his lawyer as his paperwork was reviewed, witnesses took the stand and evidence was analysed. The psychologist's report said there was nothing that suggested Alex was guilty, or innocent for the matter. All the evidence worked in favour of suicide.

The only thing left to do now was review the anonymous witness report recently submitted. Alex was never told this was going to happen. Odd.

He wasn't allowed to read it, but judging by the expressions gracing the jury's faces something interesting was written on that paper that was probably going to make a significant difference in the outcome of today.