Copnapped

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Jay didn't enjoy lights out, it was already the first evening of being in Prison and he still hadn't found Tony. It all seemed a bit suspicious to him, but he tried not to let his mind wonder into that. Sharing a cell with a felon wasn't exactly his idea of a fun sleepover. His cellmate was named Mikey, and from what Jay had gathered, he didn't talk much.

There was a part of him who didn't want to close his eyes at all. He was scared of being attacked in the middle of the night, even though the door of his cell was all locked up. He didn't trust Mikey, he didn't trust anyone.

Jay stared at the ceiling for hours, he didn't feel like sleeping, he didn't feel like doing anything at all. A part of him was scared and the other parts determined. He just needed to find Tony and quickly. The longer he was in here, the longer Stacy was out there.

Stacy was prancing around Voight's house wearing virtually nothing. Voight knew she was trying to tempt him, so he played along. She kept bumping into him, and bending over to pick things up. He had to keep himself from laughing from time to time since she was making a huge fool out of herself.

"You know Jay and I were great together." She told him at the dinner table that evening. She was pressed up against the table to reveal her prominent cleavage.

"That's great." He said simply, returning his attention back to his dinner plate.

"I remember this one time when he had me against the kitchen table and we went at it like rabbits." She giggled at the memory.

"I'm sure he was great, but if you don't mind. I'd like to keep my food down tonight."

Stacy chuckled, "My bad, sometimes I don't even know what I'm saying until I've said it." She apologised, raking her fork through her mashed potatoes.

She was slightly embarrassed, usually her advances weren't blatantly shot down so fast, but it had been years since she had tried to flirt with a cop, she was out of practise. Jay had always been so easy to fall for her charm, it was flattering. All she wanted to feel loved and appreciated, and her boobs usually granted her that attention.

When Jay woke up the next morning he was shocked that he'd actually fallen asleep, he glanced over at Mikey who was sitting on the toilet in the corner of their cell. He cursed under his breath. This wasn't what he signed up for. He closed his eyes quickly, not wanting to be accused of watching his cell mate using the can. That could result in unwanted trouble.

Jay was nervous about how his first official day would pan out, he had no contact with the outside world and only a few of the staff knew he was actually a cop. He didn't know how long he'd be able to stand being treated like a scumbag.

He walked across the yard later that morning after scaling the entire perimeter, he'd spotted a telephone outside and made his way over. He needed to talk to Erin, he knew Voight wouldn't be happy with him but he needed to hear her voice.

When she answered he felt a rush of relief, she sounded tired like she hadn't slept. "I know I shouldn't be calling but I just wanted to make sure that you're okay." He breathed into the receiver. He could hear her on the other end of the line, she was sighing. He just couldn't tell if it was a good sigh or a bad.

"Jay, just do your job and come home okay?" She told him, feeling emotions flood her mind. She hadn't slept all night, just tossed and turned for most of it.

"I will." He promised her, looking around to see who was close enough to listen to him.

"Stacy is coming to visit you tomorrow, word is Tony's having a visitor at the same time. Try and sit near him okay?"

"Yeah okay babe." He said in a strange voice, Jay didn't know how prisoners were supposed to talk to their loved ones on the phone, but right now he had to get off the line.

"Are you not alone?" Erin asked him, considering he never called her pet names outside of the bedroom.

"I miss you too." Jay answered, bowing his head into the phone box as other men started to line up behind him. Something told him that he shouldn't keep them waiting for long. "I've gotta go, see you tomorrow Stace."

He hated that he had to call her that, but if any of those guys were friends with Tony. It was better that they didn't know Erin's name, and with Stacy making her appearance the next day. He could at least make his story believable.

Erin ended the call and placed her phone down on her desk. For some reason being called that made her skin crawl. She knew why he had done it, but that blonde bimbo was slutting her way through the unit. Erin had already caught her flirting with Antonio and Atwater and now she was hunched over Ruzek as he explained the computer software. She shuddered at the thought of her sleeping in the same house as Voight. If he'd gone there with her, she would kill him.

"Jay's ready for tomorrow." She announced to nobody in particular and grabbed her jacket. She needed to get some air.