OITNB

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Hey guys so this is my first OITNB fanfic, so the first chapter really focuses on Ally, but it will also be told from Alex and Piper's point of view and their will be smut (Vauseman obv's) so yeah I really hope you like it and please review or PM me thoughts, opinions and idea's and this is my first fanfic with smut so No H8

Here it was. The moment my life would change forever.

The federal judge, an older woman with gray hair piled in a high bun, put on her metal rimmed glasses with a beaded eyeglass croakie that made her look like a bad 50's librarian spinster, and looked over my file one last time, probably wanted to be absa-fucking-lutely positive of my guilt before my sentencing. I glanced at the metal staple on the podium that said Judge Marrows. She already seemed like a prude, with no idea about how the real world works.

"Will the defendant please rise?" She said lazily.

I shuffled up along with my lawyer. I had been in juvie 3 months already awaiting my sentencing, I was just ready to start it and get it the hell over with.

"I'm giving you the option." The judge said, as she looked me directly in the eye. "21 months in Juvenile Detention or 9 months in Women's Federal Prison."

The judge stares at me intently. Impatiently awaiting my response. I lean over to my lawyer "Which women's prison".

Marrows leans closer, over the podium, "Counselor? I don't have all day" she snipes as she takes off her glasses.

My lawyer clears his throat, "Your honor my defendant would like to know which women's prison she would be detained at?"

"Pft" Marrows puts her glasses back on and looks over the papers, "it looks like Litchfield Penitentiary currently has an opening"

My heart leaps, my bonehead lawyer opens his mouth to say something, but before he can I blurt out, "I want to go Litchfield. I choose the 9 months." No way I'd pass up an opportunity to be with my sister.

My lawyer stares at me with his jaw dropped, maybe he wanted me to go back to juvie but fuck him. "You're certain?" Marrows asks.

"Positive" I reply.

Marrows nods, "Very well. At the end of your stay as long as you don't have any serious infractions you'll finish in 9 months and have 3 years of felony probation. And I reviewed your case, you were very young when the drug trafficking occurred with no prior record." I nodded, not sure where this was going, "So I have decided at the end of your 3 years as long as you follow your probation and pending an official review, your record will be expunged when you turn 21."

For the first time in months I smiled, genuinely, and felt as if the gates of hell had stopped trying to pull me down under. My record would be expunged! I can get a job; go to college, whatever the fuck I want to do.

"Thank you your honor," I said giddily.

I noticed a slight corner upturn of her mouth but other than that she didn't relish along with me about my light sentence. "Very well, Alyssa Vause, you're sentenced to 9 months at Litchfield Penitentiary. Please take the defendant away."

I had my hands grasped tightly around the half empty coffee cup. My lawyer bought it for me during our last post trial meeting, just minute details about my release and working possibly on an appeal. Then the officers came. He took my coffee and handcuffed me. I figured he was going to just chuck it like the asshole most police officers are. But to my surprise he held onto it and handed it back to me after I got into the back of the police cruiser. Now my thumb absentmindedly picked at the slipcover as I gazed out the window.

"So this your first stint." The cop asked. Oh great a talker, although he seemed nice enough. Late 30s, probably had a wife and kid at home, hadn't been on the department long enough to be totally fazed by the job.

"Yes." I said coyly before I took a sip, the sweet latte warming my insides. Jesus it had been so damn long since I'd had a decent cup of coffee.

He rubbed his cheek and I could hear his fingertips grazing his unshaven stubble, "Eh don't worry about it. Litchfield's minimum security, you can still get your life back on track after this." Doubtful. "How much time do you have?"

"9 months, with good behavior." I replied bored.

"Ohhhh, okay." He said nodding like he understood my life, what I went through. Hell what I was going through. He was probably one of those WASPy Connecticut kids who moved to the big city to chase criminals down alleys and hop fences for robbers. Well joke was on him because now here he was stuck transporting my ass all the way from the courthouse to Litchfield. And I wasn't a runner, so it was sure to be a boring ride, definitely not what he signed up for as a police officer in the big apple.

"So what'd you get busted for?" He finally asked. I figured he had probably wanted too the whole time but didn't have the balls to ask.

"International drug smuggling." I stated with an edge in my voice.

He slowed the car a little and turned back to look at me, his jaw dropped. He turned back around and let out a low whistle. I smirked; that was the response I liked getting when people found out my crime. "How'd a nice girl like you get involved in something like that? You can't be that old, 18…19?"

"I just turned 18." I mumbled, my birthday was last week, not that anybody noticed or even cared. I don't know why but whenever anybody asked I made it seem like I was the one with the drug connections. Like I actually did the hard work, rather than live a life of luxury because of Alex and offer to pick up imports from the airport whenever one of her deliverer's fell through. "I was just helping out my sister." I finally answered.

"Hm." He pondered.

I narrowed my eyes, "What?"

He shrugged, "Just seems like helpin' out your sister got you in trouble. A sister is supposed to look out for you."

I stared out the window, he couldn't be more wrong.

4 Months Earlier

I woke up that morning and stood up, looking out over central park. Alex may have been pretty absent lately but she paid the bills and she paid for our amazing 30th floor penthouse in New York City. Alex. I hadn't seen her in almost 3 weeks. Hadn't heard from her in 4 days. She was collecting a shipment from Berlin.

Alex had been having a little rough patch. Well a big rough patch. About 6 months ago we were grabbing a coffee. This organic chic little place near Brooklyn Ave called the Urth Café before we were about to head out shopping. The place was always jam-packed and as we got in the back of the line I saw Alex perk up as she stared intently at the blonde woman in the front of the line. "Oh excuse me," The woman said pretentiously, "I asked for cinnamon soy milk in my latte this is whole milk." The barista stared at her then looked at the line and back to the woman, "Look miss we're slammed, I don't have the extra time to remake your order." Since the line was so long we had wrapped around and now had a side view of the woman. She smiled looking pissed as hell, "Well you wouldn't have to remake it if you did it right the first time." She put the latte back onto the counter and slid it towards the barista.

I knew this blond woman from somewhere but I couldn't quite remember where, but she was so damn familiar. I looked up at Alex and she definitely knew her. I strained my neck to see around people, maybe if I could just see her face.

The woman stood there tapping her foot as the barista regrettably remade her order. "Thanks." The woman said sweetly. As she turned around she stopped when she saw us. Or saw Alex, specifically. Holy shit, I thought. The woman hurriedly rushed passed us, brushing my shoulder and nearly dropping her latte. I turned around and saw her hang a right and run down into the subway.

I turned back to Alex and I could see her face was distorter in pain, "Was that…?"

"Piper." She said bluntly. Her eyes still staring at the subway entrance Piper had disappeared into.

"Are you okay Al?" I asked.

She cleared her throat, "I'm fine." She threw her arm over my shoulder, "Just excited to spend the day with my favorite sister."

"Pft, you're only sister." I answered. I decided to let it go but I could see Alex's eyes were brimmed red, but that cleared almost as soon as it set in. We spent the rest of the day shopping and went out to lunch but Alex cut it short saying she felt sick and hailed us a cab home.

She started using again maybe a month after that and had been on and off ever since. I barely saw her over the next 6 months. Nina stayed with me full time. After our mom died when I was 10 I'd moved in full time with Alex. But Alex's…work, wasn't exactly suitable for a raising a middle school student. So I dropped out and enrolled in online school and traveled all over the world with Alex. They were some of the best years of my life; I'd seen amazing things and been at places that were so breath-taking they couldn't be described. I was content. But the summer before I was supposed to start 9th grade, Alex decided I needed to make friends and attempt a normal life. So she moved us to the big apple and enrolled me at Staten Island Academy, a prestigious private school on Staten Island about 40 minutes away. And she hired Nina, a full time nanny / maid who cooked, cleaned, and kept me out of trouble when Alex had to leave for work.

When Alex first embarked on her…bender at the beginning of the 6 months I had just started the second semester of my senior year at Staten Prep. At first I didn't know about the drugs, that she was using them at least, I'd known she was smuggling for years, all I knew was that she wasn't here and had Nina move in full time. But a couple of times Alex stumbled in at all hours of the night high out of her mind, so I figured it out pretty quickly, but every time, by morning she was a different person promising me it wouldn't happen again. That was when I had helped her out. When she was too strung out to even move, let alone go anywhere to pick up a shipment. She told me where the shipment was and I went and picked it up.

Needless to say it had been a rough couple of months but I'd cut Alex slack. Hell I owed her everything. I worshipped the ground she walked on.

That day I snapped out of my reminiscing, pulled on my leggings and put in my headphones as I shuffled downstairs wondering if I would finally hear back from my sister today. Alex was tough and she could take care of herself, but it didn't stop me from worrying.

As I rounded the corner into our kitchen my favorite Britney song came on. I had to listen to pop music before I went on a run, it amped me up. I danced into the kitchen singing and pulled open the fridge door, "Uh, uh all eye's on me in the center of the ring just like a circus." I grabbed a yogurt, "Crack that whip, everybody's gonna trip just like a circus" I kicked the fridge closed with my foot and turned around.

I nearly screamed as my heart leapt out of my chest and I dropped my yogurt on the ground where it splattered into a mush soaking our tile floor. I ripped my headphones out. There was Alex sitting at the table intently watching me, holding a mug of coffee. Alex laughed as I bent down to pick up the carton, "Holy crap Alex, you scared the shit out of me."

Alex stood up and set her mug down and leaned forward on the island counter between us. "Sorry kid I wanted to surprise you." She smiled. I wasn't going to let her off that easy.

"You could have called." I grumbled. She bit her lower lip and continued to stare at me, Alex was perceptive and she could read people, she knew I was pissed.

"You're right Ally, I'm sorry." She smiled, "I promise now that I'm back things are going to be different, I-"

"You'll what Alex?" I said. "You'll stop working and maybe actually attend a parent-teacher meeting, or a music recital, or at the very least you'll stop showing up in the middle of the night, when nobody's expecting you, lit out of your mind."

That got her attention, she looked down at the counter, "You know Ally I'm trying my best."

"Bullshit Alex!" I threw back disbelievingly, "Ever since we ran into Piper a couple months back, its like your not even here. You're always gone and when you're here your high out of your mind or skulking around the house. You need to get your shit together Alex." I snapped.

Alex stared at me, no doubt choosing her next choice of words carefully but then to my surprise she laughed. Soon she was doubled over laughing and I couldn't help but laugh right along with her. Alex came around the counter wiping away a couple of laughter tears and placed her hand on my shoulder as I swallowed down a few giggles. "Okay kid, as you so delicately put it, I'll get my shit together, if you stop acting like my big sister. Geez I'm starting to forget who the adult here is."

I rolled my eyes, "Puh-lease, you're the adult? You'd survive solely on frozen yogurt and pizza rolls if Nina didn't cook for you."

Alex shook her head then eyed the gloppy mess on the floor, "Speaking of which where is Nina? I want her to come clean this."

"It's Sunday remember? She has Sunday's off to go visit her son upstate." I replied

Alex nodded, "oh yeah, damn."

"Awh poor little Alex has to clean up a spill." I teased.

Alex glared at me, "Shut up Ally, its not like you ever do any chores." I leaned over the counter and grabbed some paper towels, "Hey kid, you know I really am sorry about what happened."

I nodded, "I know." I knew she was, but it still pissed me off.

"What if, to make it up to you. We take a little trip to Paris. You and me. No work. Just a small one, and you can practice all your French from that expensive school I'm paying out the ass for." Alex offered.

My face lit up, "Really! When can we go?"

Alex shrugged, "There's no time like the present."

I pointed at her, "Did I…mention how much I love you today?"

Alex shook her head, "Must have slipped your mind."

"Well I do, love you a lot. You're my favorite sister. You're the best one in New York, exnay the whole planet." I was busy sucking up as the doorbell rang.

Alex laughed, "Shut up and go get the door Ally, I'll clean this up."

I skipped into the front room my mind filling with thoughts of Paris, very intent on telling whoever it was that was interrupting my Sunday just where they could stick whatever issue they needed handled now.

As I pulled open the door I was met face to face with not one but five police officers. "Uh can I help you?" I asked.

"Search the premise." The one in front said as they pushed past me and inside.

I turned back, "ALEX," I yelled. "Hey what the hell do you think you're doing?"

The main one, whom I gathered was in charge held up a piece of paper, "We have a warrant, multiple actually."

"Hey? What the hell is going on here?" Alex said as she approached and saw the guys destroying our home.

The main one pointed at my sister, "Alex Vause?"

"Yes, what's this about?" She said as she crossed her arms.

He nodded towards the other one who took out a pair of handcuffs, "We have a warrant for your arrest." The second officer pulled Alex's hands behind her back.

I lunged forward, "Hey, hey what do you think your doing? You can't take her away she's my sister."

Alex nodded, "Ally it's okay, go call my lawyer."

I moved to leave and the main one stuck his arm out, impeding my movement. "Wait you're her sister? Alyssa Vause?" I nodded and he gestured to a third guard, "We have a warrant for your arrest too."

The guard came up behind me and pulled my hands behind my back, "Wait what?" I said dazed.

"Wait! Ally- she, she didn't do anything!" Alex said frantically.

"Save it for trial sweet cheeks." The main cop said as he marched me out into the hallways with Alex close behind us, held by another guard.

"Ally, don't say anything! Don't talk to anyone. If they try to ask you any questions, ask for a lawyer, call Nina with your phone call tell her what's going on and I'll call the lawyer, he'll take care of it." Alex called out as the cops marched us outside. I looked around and all of our neighbors and people from the surrounding buildings had gathered. This whole thing felt surreal.

The cop ducked my head into the car and I turned to look out the window. "Ally it's okay" Alex called. "I'll come get you okay, don't worry." She never did.

Present

"Hey, we're here." The cop said.

My attention snapped back and I looked back towards the front. The brick building looked menacing and the barbed wire fences sent ice running through my veins. This was most definitely not juvie. Juvie just about looked like Disneyland compared to this place. I gulped as a CO opened the car door. A creepy CO he was tall and lanky and had a pedo-stache. I dropped my cup as he pulled me out, a little too aggressively. "Come on newbie." He walked me towards a smaller building away from the main prison.

"Hey Wanda, I have a newbie here." The guy said to a middle-aged woman CO whose face was scrunched up and looked like she could use a good fucking.

"What else is new." She said through the window as she unlocked the door. Her pinched uptight look and surly disposition kind of reminded me of a dog. A fucking ugly dog. I decide to call her Cerberus. It's quite fitting actually since the real Cerberus the hellhound guards the entrance to the underworld and keeps the dead from leaving. This Cerberus guards the prison entrance, which keeps me in, but I feel dead inside anyway.

"Thanks." I said to the male CO. He nods and looks me up and down, licking his lips. I shudder. Fucking pervert. The next 45 minutes were the worst of my life and consisted of a very thorough strip search which consisted of me changing into the most hideously colored orange scrubs that said D.O.C. printed on the back, a very thorough strip search, and a rectal search where I had to spread my ass cheeks and cough, the whole ordeal was pretty degrading. After that visit to the ice cream parlor, Cerberus gives me two gray thermals one of which I put on and a pair of toms. Along with that they gave me a mesh bag with a pillow, a sheet and two blankets.

"Okay let's go." Cerberus prompts.

"Oh, I don't have a toothbrush yet." I informed her.

She laughed before she realized I wasn't joking. "You're commissary will come in soon then you can buy a toothbrush."

My jaw dropped, "I don't even get a toothbrush here?"

"You're not in juvie anymore. Now let's move it kid." She said harshly. The last word she said shut me right up. It had been so long since anyone called me kid. And even longer since my own sister called me kid. I prayed to God Alex was here. We hadn't talked in months. I had only seen her for a brief minute when she testified at my trial 3 months ago and I had testified at her trial a month prior. Other than that we didn't get the chance to tell each other where we were. As needed-a-good-fucking CO Cerberus walks me outside towards a prison van I clutch my mesh bag and gulp as I look down the hill at the prison. If Alex wasn't here, I was fucked because I was in way over my head. I barely survived in juvie.

CO slid open the van door and I crawled inside. The woman in front of the drivers seat, whom I was shocked to see was a prisoner, was a bouncy, bubbly middle 20s woman who looked way to dressed up and innocent to be in prison with her bright red lipstick and Shirley temple curls. "Hey doll face," she held out her hand, "I'm Morello, Lorna Morello." She said with a thick italiano-jersey accent and a perky smile.

I glanced at her outstretched hand and turned my attention back to the prison. "Not much of a talker are ya?" Morello said. To be honest it's not like I was even trying to be rude, I was just in shock and currently regretting my decision to come to a federal women's prison.

"Come on Morello just keep driving no one wants to hear your yapping." Cerberus snaps. I guess somebody forgot to feed her on time this morning. As the van pulls to a stop I'm surprised to feel a tear fall out and trickle down my face. As Cerberus gets out she stops to talk to one of the other CO's.

"Well we're here." Morello says, "You know I could never understand why-" She turned around and see's me crying. "Oh sweetie I'm sorry. The first night is always the worst. It gets better. I promise."

I laugh and wipe away the last of the tears, "Thanks, I'm Ally."

Lorna smiles and places a hand on my knee, "Hey we gots ta watch out for each other in here. Us white girls stick together. Don't worry, we'll take care of you."

Cerberus slides the Van door open. "Vause let's move. If you hurry you might actually be able to make it to dinner."

"Wait your last name is Vause?" Morello asks, "Oh, how funny there's another Vause in here too."

My jaw drops, "Alex? Is it Alex Vause?"

Morello stares at me, "Yeah, how did you know that?"

My eyes roll back as my lids flutter close. I run my tongue over my teeth. "Yeah, yeah Alex is her sister. It's a Vause family reunion." Cerberus says impatiently. "Now come on move." She shouts.

I get out of the Van and Cerberus uncuffs me. Despite everything, I smile. Maybe I would survive in here after all.