"Shit." Ian whispered. "Aye, inmate, lets go." A guard yelled, the one pocketing the money. "O-okay." Ian whispered and the guard grabbed his arm. Mickey blinked a couple of times and walked away. The guard opened the door and walked into the hallway.
On the outside, Gigi waited in the car. She inhaled her cigarette and saw Ren walking out. She tossed it out and gripped the wheel. Ren walked and opened the door. "Aye, how's Ian?" She asked and Ren shook his head. "What?" She asked and Ren reached for a cigarette. "Daddy? How's Ian?" She asked again and nudged him. He grabbed her wrist and she straightened up. "Sorry." She said and he smiled. He rubbed her wrist and kissed it. "We got some digging to do." He said and she made a questioned face. "Let's go." He said and inhaled.
"Fuck." Ian said and gripped his head. Landon opened his eyes. It was already lights out and Landon groaned. Ian paced the room back and forth. "Shit." He said and gripped the bed. "What's up?" Landon asked and stretched. Landon scratched his head and rubbed his eyes. "Aye who visited you by the way?" He asked and Ian gasped loudly. "Ren was the one." He choked out and Landon jumped up. "Yo, what?" He asked and looked out the window to make sure no guard was coming. Ian looked up and sniffled.
Mickey let out a breath and continued walking. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. "Jesus." He said when he noticed it was only two in the morning. He walked by the stairs again, Ian was upstairs in the same cell block. He groaned and continued going up the ramp to the top stairs. He walked by the cells and heard snoring and some occasionally moaning. He sighed and walked towards the end of the hall. He rubbed the back of his neck and watched the other guards walking.
"What are you going to do?" Landon asked after Ian finished telling him what happened. "I don't know, Ren's going to go fucking crazy." Ian said and rubbed his head. Landon stared at him and gave him that 'look'. "What?" Ian asked noticing his look. Landon sighed and stood up. "Man." He said and shook his head. "Ren seems, really serious about this." He said and Ian looked at him. "Look man either Ren's gonna hurt him or you." He said and scoffed. "I mean, you sorta put who ever is involved in this shit you created in danger." He added and Ian scoffed. "What I created?" He asked and stood up. "Yeah man, I mean if you kept it in your pants maybe you wouldn't be in this shit." He said raising his voice. "What? Me being a fucking prostitute or with him?" Ian asked raising his voice. In the hall Mickey heard the yells, they were coming from Ian's cell. Back in the cell, both men got into each other's face.
"Maybe I'm talking about both." Landon said and Ian stared at him with rage. "Fuck you." Ian said and they stared at each other. "Nah, fuck you, Gallagher." Landon said and with that the first punch went. "Fuck." Landon yelled and fell to the floor. Mickey heard the yelling and the groaning. He ran to the door and watched the two guys. "Fuck you Gallagher." Landon groaned and got on top of him with Ian on his back. "Hey, Hey!" Mickey yelled. He got the keys and opened the door. "Guys, Guys, stop, enough." Mickey yelled and tried grabbing them both. The other guards ran up. "Get off of him." Mickey yelled to Landon. Ian realized who it was and turned his head.
"Get up!" Mickey yelled louder. Landon's nose was bleeding and Ian's too. Mickey moved to help Ian up and tossed Landon back to the wall. "What the fuck you think your doing to him?" Mickey asked, yelling to Landon. "Seriously?" Landon asked. Ian could hear the guards coming up the ramp. "I asked you a question, inmate." Mickey yelled and Landon looked away. "Mick." Ian called out and reached for his arm, gently, Mickey turned around. Just then the guards walked in.
Ian stepped back and Mickey turned back to Landon. "The hell happened?" A guard yelled and both men looked to the ground. Landon looked up and Ian stared at him. "He tried to grab my junk." Landon said and Ian stood up. "Fuck you man." Ian said and Mickey moved him back. "Aye." The other guard yelled. "He tried to touch me, self defense is all." Landon said. "Nothing serious, we broke up like two days ago, still pissed at him." Landon lied and Mickey looked at Ian. The others guards all looked at each other. "That's two shots for you, both." The main guard said and the two men nodded. "Milcovich." The head guard yelled. "Starlo." He added. "Take these two to the infirmary, separate rooms." He said. "Clean them up, then take them back here." He added and they both nodded.
Landon looked over to Ian. "Let's go." Officer Starlo said to Landon and grabbed him, harshly. Landon wiped his bloody nose and it smeared all over his face. "Yes sir." He said and smirked at Ian. Ian watched them take Landon and he looked at Mickey. "Let's go, inmate." He said and they continued walking. He grabbed Ian's arm gently and they walked out the room. They walked down the ramp and continued to the hall. The walked in silence and entered the infirmary. They stopped and Mickey noticed Landon go in another room. He looked around for the nurse again. "She's not here." Ian said and he looked at him. "She doesn't work nights, guards usually do it themselves or wait til morning." He added and Mickey nodded. "Go sit down." Mickey ordered and Ian nodded.
Ian hopped onto the bed and looked at his knuckles. He could see them bruising and they were slightly bleeding. Mickey watched him flex his knuckles and he grabbed bandages and alcohol wipes from one of the cabinets. He grabbed the material and walked to Ian. He grabbed one of the wheel tables and Ian placed his hand on there. Mickey looked at him and started cleaning his knuckles. "I didn't know you worked nights." Ian said breaking the silence. Mickey smiled, "I don't, covering an extra shift for Fox, he had some shit to do." He answered as Ian nodded. It got quiet again until Mickey broke the silence. "You gonna tell me what really happened?" He asked and Ian looked up at him. "Does it matter?" Ian answered back and Mickey looked at him. "To me it does, I know that shit didn't really happen Ian." He said and continued dabbing his knuckles. Ian watched him. He smiled at his own name. Mickey said Ian, not inmate or Gallagher, just Ian.
"Landon was lying for you, I can tell that easily, I just can't see why, so what happened? " Mickey asked and looked at Ian again. He grabbed his head and saw the scratches on his head. "Did you guys get into an argument, I heard yelling." Mickey added. "Landon was just being an asshole." Ian said and Mickey dabbed his head. "So you beat his ass?" Mickey asked and Ian laughed. "Nah he was just talking about, you know, us, he just doesn't get it." Ian said and Mickey looked at him from the word 'us'. "Hey umm." Mickey said and Ian looked up. "Who was that? At visitation." Mickey asked and Ian shifted. "Oh it was my uh, Ren." He answered and Mickey raised his eyebrows. "Your Ren? Like your boyfriend or something?" He asked and Ian laughed. "No, no, no, no." He said and Mickey smiled. "More like, boss?" Ian answered and Mickey nodded.
"Mickey." Ian said after they got quiet. Mickey finished bandaging him up and stared at him. "I-I don't- I- fuck, do you know why I'm in here?" Ian asked and Mickey moved back. "No, I don't." He said and sat by him on the bed. Mickey never got a chance or the time to look at Ian's file. Ian sighed and rubbed his head. "I think I have an idea now though." Mickey said and Ian looked at him. Mickey wasn't a hundred percent sure but after Ren and the hand holding, plus Ian saying he was his 'boss', Mickey was 93% sure now. "I'm in here for solicitation." Ian said and Mickey nodded. "That's like hooking, right?" He asked and Ian nodded. Mickey rubbed his head. "Yeah, kinda figured." He said and Ian scrunched his face, slightly offended. "What does that mean?" He asked and Mickey looked back at him. "Oh not like that, I mean I kinda figured." He said and Ian got up. "So you know I'm basically a whore now and you feel-?" He asked and Mickey stared at him. "I don't think you're a whore and I feel fine." Mickey said and Ian scoffed. "Fine?" He said and Mickey watched him.
"Whore or not, you still want to be with me?" Ian asked and Mickey nodded. "Whatever, you have the upper hand here." Ian mumbled and Mickey stood up. "Upper hand?" He asked and Ian turned around. "At the end of the day, you're a prison guard and I'm a prisoner." Ian said and Mickey frowned. "Yeah but not for long." He said and Ian smiled. "How can you be sure things are going to be okay on the outside? How are they going to be better out there then here?" Ian asked and Mickey smiled. "Because out there, there's no broom closet, out there I can touch you without wondering if anyones seen us, out there I can kiss you, hug you." Mickey said while holding Ian's hand. "I can do anything out there as long as I'm with you." He added and Ian smiled. "I don't care what you did before, that's the past." Mickey said and held his arm. "As long as I'm you present and future, nothing else should matter." He said and Ian smiled. Mickey smiled as well, holding his arm. "You're making these sound like vows." Ian joked and Mickey playfully pushed him. "Shut up." He said blushing and Ian smiled. Ian stepped forward and kissed his head. "Come on, lets go." He said and Mickey smiled. Ian would figure this out. Whatever Ren said, was not true. Ian may not have a family, he may not have anyone give a shit about him, but there is certainly one man in his fucked up world that cared for him. He was going to be with him one way or another.
Back on the outside, things began unfolding.
Notes:
-Hiyaahhh readers hope you enjoyed!
-planning on making this 7 parts.
-ALSO planning on making a prison AU story, highly considering so stay tuned!
-alSo I'm going to be adding notes to my stories from now on!
-hope you ENJOYED! Love y'all
