Innocent (Lams prison au)

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Seabury stepped up to the front desk eagerly, peering over it to see Dolley Payne's bored expression as she tapped away at a computer. He cleared his throat expectantly and her head darted up to meet his gaze.
"Can I help you?" She asked with a bit of sass, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
"Yes actually, may I please speak with Vice Governor Schuyler?" He asked politely with a kind smile.
"My apologies but you caught the Vice Governor the one time she has a night shift, she won't be in until after your cells are locked, is it important?" She asked with fake sympathy. Seabury felt his body go limp with disappointment and he shook his head.
"N-no, it can wait, thank you," he muttered with a weak smile, making his way back to Lee's cell.

When he walked in Lee was sprawled out on his bed engraving something in the cell wall beside the bed. Seabury flopped onto it beside him on his stomach and squinted at Lee's tiny graffiti work, laughing a little when he was able to distinguish his and Lee's initials being carved into the wall inside a heart.
"You're acting like you just came out of disney land not Jefferson's crew," Seabury chuckled, tucking his hands under his chin.
"Every second with you feels like disney land but 10 times more fun," Lee grinned cheekily. Seabury grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into the mattress, muffling the laughter emitting from his lips. This, ladies and gentlemen, was the honeymoon phase of their relationship.

Seabury finally released his head and he popped back up with a playful glare before smiling gently.
"Are you ready for tonight?" He offered. Seabury hesitated a little before responding, making Lee uneasy.
"One more night," Seabury muttered, earning a confused glance from Lee. "Can we just wait one more night?" He pleaded.
"Why?" Lee questioned nervously.
"I- just not tonight, please?" Seabury was about to tell him that he just wanted to see Peggy before he left, say his final goodbyes, but Lee could get fairly jealous far too easy. Lee examined Seabury's expression with caution before giving in with a sigh.

"I suppose we could wait one more night," He gave in, tilting his head to the side gently. Seabury grinned and wrapped his arms around Lee lovingly, burying his head in his shirt.
"Thank you," he smiled into the fabric, drowning in Lee's scent of burning wood and leather. It was comforting and reminded him of the late winter nights he spent by the fire pit with his friends.
"Anything for you Sammy," he grinned in return, pulling him closer and lying contently in the quiet cell.

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Thomas walked into the private confinement sector like a man on a mission, his steps firm and posture immaculate. He dismissed the officer on duty and waltzed right in to stand in front of Levi's cell. Levi's head lifted slowly, crawling forward like some kind of animal when he saw Jefferson before gradually rising to his feet. His posture was hunched and crooked from hours upon hours spent crouched against the cell wall.

"I received your final payment." Jefferson spoke robotically, standing with his feet shoulder-width apart and his hands clasped in front of him. Levi's expression contorted into a malicious grin as his eyes met Jefferson's gaze.
"We strike tonight," Levi spoke in a low, husky voice, his fingers reaching back and tracing delicate patterns on Lafayette's lighter. "Do you have access to those cameras? The doors?" Levi checked.
"The entire security room will be mine tonight, and I've arranged for minimal officers to be on duty, you'll only have to worry about Schuyler and Payne." Jefferson informed him smartly.

"I shouldn't need to worry about anything Jefferson, this plot goes to plan and I win, got it?" Levi growled sharply. Jefferson inched backwards before stepping forwards again, trying to show his lack of intimidation.
"I'll take care of those officers then," Jefferson muttered, cursing himself when he remembered Peggy had begun fighting back against him. He had tried to instil fear into her, but she proved to be the most resilient officer he had been forced to deal with in all his years at this prison.
"I don't care if you have to fucking murder them, nothing is getting in my way tonight," Levi warned, his head cocking to the side and his hands twitching as he spoke. Jefferson felt a lump rise in his throat but he kept his gaze hard and dead-set on Levi, giving a curt nod before exiting the sector.