Allenville Penitentiary, Texas. The place was like a hellhole in her mind, and a hell of a long way from Miami. The 'her' being referred to goes by the name of Jakie Shields, a Miami Dolphins cheerleader. She was being sent to prison for beating up her ex-boyfriend and almost putting him in a coma, but didn't get the full sentence because it was later found that he had sexually abused her before hand. Jakie sighed and leaned against the glass window of the bus, the guard sitting several rows in front of her raking his eyes up and down her body.

"So you're a Miami Dolphins cheerleader?" the guard asked, his eyes still wandering.

Jakie rolled her eyes into the back of her head, looking out the window, "Yeah, so?" her voice was barely audible above the roar of the bus's engine.

"So, I was wondering what a pretty thing like you is doin' goin' to prison here in Texas. Shouldn't you be under house arrest or something easy?"

"I'm everything but easy, bub,"

"That you are."

Her ice blue eyes glared at him from behind her honey-blond bangs. She knew what she did and she knew she'd deserved her 6 long years here in Allenville, but she just wanted to get her time over and done with and get out of there. But it couldn't be that easy...it wouldn't be. Jakie looked back out the window to see the large Adobe-brick prison that they arrived at, then she noticed something about the inmates she could see through the barbed wire: they were all men.

"C'mon babycakes, out ya go," the guard yanked on her wrists and pulled her out of the bus, pushing her down the stairs so she landed face-first on the dirt ground.

"Thanks for that, honey," she growled sarcastically into the dust, standing up and brushing herself off.

"I'll take it from here," Jakie's head snapped up at the voice. That voice, his voice. The voice that had followed her around the University of Miami for four years. The voice that had made her heartbeat quicken and her insides go warm. The voice of Brian Knauer.

"So who do we have..." his voice trailed off as he looked at her, "Jaks? My Jaks? Is that really you?" Knauer tipped his cowboy hat up and took off his sunglasses, his baby blue eyes almost made Jakie moan, but that feeling was suppressed by the anger she felt. He'd up and left her the last day of senior year because he was so depressed that he didn't get signed on to the Dolphins and she'd gotten to become a cheerleader.

"Jaks, it's me Brian," Knauer hadn't noticed that Jakie wasn't paying attention to him, but as soon as he said his name, Jakie's eyes were on him right away, and he was shocked to see that she was glaring at him.

"Yeah I know it's you asshole," Jakie snapped at him.

"Wh-What's the matter? Not happy to see me?" Knauer was confused, he thought she'd be happy to find that there was someone here that she knew.

"Why would I be happy to see you when I woke up twenty years ago to find a Post-it on your pillow that said, and I quote 'Can't take this anymore'? Tell me Brian why I should be happy to see you?" the other guards were staring at the two ex-lovers very confused at what was going on.

Knauer didn't want to continue the conversation in front of everyone, so he grabbed Jakie's elbow with one hand, "Warden wants to talk to ya," his southern accent rang in her ears as he led her through the gate and into a deserted hallway. After he was sure there was no one around, he let go of her and turned to face her.

"Because I'm happy to see you. What I did was a mistake, I was stupid back then and the other guys were laughin' in my face that the star quarterback of Miami U didn't get a contract and his girlfriend did. I didn't really leave you Jaks, I was tryin' to get away from the jeerin' and the antagonizin'. Please, you gotta believe me...I-I love you,"

Jakie huffed, "Right, you love me after twenty years when you couldn't even call? I've had the same phone number for twenty years, Brian! I kept it because I was waiting for you to call me!"

"I went to almost every game just to see you! But of course not even that fact that I was your ex-boyfriend got me the right to see you!"

"OF COURSE IT WASN'T BECAUSE YOU ARE MY EX!" Jakie's voice rang through the hallway, her anger-red face was almost scary to him, but her last words cut his heart like a knife.

"C'mon, the warden really does wanna talk to ya," Brian took her elbow again and led her down the hallway. He didn't say anything else, and Jakie knew why, she knew him like a book.

"Brian,"

"Captain Knauer,"

Jakie was shocked that he'd thrown his title in her face, "Captain Knauer...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell like that. It's just everything that's happened is really...stressful,"

Knauer stopped, "Stressful?"

Jakie chuckled, tears in her eyes, "You don't read many newspapers do you? I'm in here for beating up my ex...well, if you wanna call that sexual abusing asshole my boyfriend."

Now Knauer felt guilty, he hadn't been paying attention to her case really because he was sure that it was a frame or something. Now that he knew what had happened to her, what that fucker had done to her, Knauer felt guilty, and angry.

"Jaks," he wanted to hold her, to smell the Atlantic Ocean on her hair from surfing, which he hoped she still did, but he hesitated, fearful that someone would see them any moment, or even more of a reason, afraid that she didn't want him to, "I'm sorry."

She looked at him, "It's OK, it's not your fault, now I'm sure the warden is waiting for me."

Knauer nodded and led her into the office, the air conditioning felt good on Jakie's sweaty body, but then again she was used to heat. There was a fairly old woman sitting at a desk wearing a bubble-gum pink suit, and her hair was held up by at least three and a half bottles of hairspray, Jakie could smell it.

"The warden wants to see her now Cap'n," the secretary cooed.

Knauer nodded, "Thank you Lyvett I know," he led Jakie in by the elbow and shut the door behind them.

Inside the office it was twice as cooler than it was in the waiting area, and from what Jakie could tell by looking around at the numerous newspaper clippings and trophies, the warden was a football junkie. There was a man sitting in a chair on one side of the room wearing a white suit and fanning himself with an orange paper fan, but as soon as Jakie came in he stopped, pulled out a pair of gold opera magnifying glasses, and scanned her from head to toe.

"Well ain't she a pretty one?"

Jakie suppressed a chuckle, the man was like a fat, gay, aristocratic Colonel Sanders. There was a tall elderly man standing in front of her then, his black suit and navy tie made him look like he was attending a funeral, but Jakie didn't say a word.

"Well, well, well, Ms. Jakie Shields of the Miami Dolphins' cheerleading squad. My name is Warden Hazen, this fine gentleman to my left is Errol Dandridge. I don't get to say this to many of the inmates here but it's a pleasure to have you," he held out his hand, but realized her wrists were still cuffed, "Captain get these cuffs off her."

Knauer walked over with a quiet, "Yes sir," and unlocked the cuffs, allowing her some freedom.

"Uh, thank you sir," Jakie addressed the warden.

"Now I know you're wondering why I brought a woman such as yourself down to a male penitentiary aren't you?"

Jakie shook her head, "No sir not really. I can tell that you're quite the football aficionado,"

The warden seemed to find her broad vocabulary amusing, because the word 'aficionado' made him chuckle,

"Now I wouldn't consider myself that, just a devoted fan. And I must say, your half-time performances are very...enjoyable," the warden's eyes seemed to X-ray her, almost as if he were trying to figure out if she had breast implants. Jakie wasn't uncomfortable with her appearance, ever since she was a teenager she had always been 'chesty', but being a cheerleader with natural DDs was a plus.

Dandridge spoke up, "The warden was wondering if you could put together a little cheerin' squad for the guards?"

Jakie looked at the warden, "From here?"

The warden chuckled, "No, no, I'd give the ladies that you call all of the proper accoutrements and rooms, but since you are an inmate I can upgrade you just a bit, but not entirely, that is, if you say yes."

Jakie sighed, "I just wanna do my time and go back to Miami,"

"I assure you Ms. Shields that your time here will be much more pleasant if you agree."

She cast a quick glance at Knauer, who was smiling, basically telling her to accept the warden's offer, "Fine, but I can't call up twelve girls, I know one woman who can get the job done for me."

"Excellent! You can use my phone and take as much time as you need,"

Jakie walked over to the warden's phone and called up the one person she'd dreaded talking to ever since she'd received her sentence, her squad's choreographer and former Dolphin cheerleader, Mary Shields...her aunt.

"Aunt Mary? Yeah I know you don't want to talk to me but I have a favor to ask you. No I don't want any money! The warden wants me to put together a cheer squad for his team and I was wondering if you could get some of the girls together and bring 'em here? No they won't stay in cells the warden promised they'd have proper rooms. Really? O-OK, I'll tell him, OK bye." She hung up and turned to the warden, "She'll do it, but on one condition,"

The warden nodded, "Anything for Mary Shields."

Jakie rolled her eyes, her aunt was a cheerleader probably when the warden was Knauer's age, "She wants full control of the squad, like she wouldn't have that already, and...she calls the shots on our practice time. That means if my call time to be inside is 11:30 and it's 11:29 when she says we need another 30 minutes of practice time, you can't pull me out."

Dandridge was confused, unsurprisingly, "Why not?"

Jakie looked at him, "Because, sir, that would fuck everything up."

Knauer snickered at Dandridge's incompetence, but the warden nodded, "Very well, I will have you under Captain Knauer's personal supervision, you'll be staying with him until your aunt and the other cheerleaders arrive, since I understand you two had an...interesting history back at the University of Miami."

Jakie's eyes grew wide in shock, "W-Warden, I really don't think that's the best idea,"

"It's my final word on the subject, Cap'n, please take Ms. Shields to your room and see that she's treated with the utmost respect."

Knauer took her elbow lightly and tipped his hat to the warden and Dandridge, "Of course sir," he pulled Jakie out of the office, passed Lynette, and back into the empty hallway.

Jakie pulled her arm out of his grip and stopped walking, "What the hell is going on?!" her voice was a harsh whisper, but Knauer merely pulled her into an empty file closet.

"Brian what is going on?" Jakie prodded the question at him again, but all he did was stare at her.

Jakie took a minute to really take him in, how much he'd changed over the past twenty years. His kind blue eyes were the same, his hair was still that weird color of blond where she didn't know if it was on the verge of turning red or brown, but it was shorter, he was still a lot taller than her, Jakie stood at 5'6 and Knauer 6'1, his smile was that same cocky, boyish smirk that he always gave her, and he was giving her that same smirk right at that moment.

"What?" Jakie's voice had lowered to a shy whisper as his hands gently ran up her shoulders, making her shudder.

"You haven't changed at all Jaks," his face was so close to hers she could feel the warmth of his breath, now his hands lightly cupped her face, his thumbs caressing her cheeks, "I just wanna know one thing,"

Jakie's hands were now resting lightly on his chest, her fingers brushing up against the cold star-shaped badge on his shirt, "What is it?"

"After I left, did you...do you still have feelings for me, like I do for you?" his tone told her that he asked in earnest, Jakie knew he still loved her, but she didn't know if she still loved him, and there was only one way she was gonna find that out.

"C'mere," she whispered and pressed her lips to his, a warmth enveloped her body as she wound her arms around his neck. Knauer deepened the kiss, parting her lips with his tongue and entering her mouth, exploring every crevasse that he'd been neglected of for twenty years. Jakie moaned into his mouth as he pinned her against the wall with his hips, trailing soft kisses down her jawline to the spot on her neck that he knew was her weakness.

"Oh, I missed you so much Jaks," Knauer nipped at her neck, causing her to squirm against him.

"Brian," she moaned his name, her fingers sliding through his hair as he sucked passionately at her neck, marking his territory. Now she knew she loved him, always had and always would, and there was nothing that was gonna stop her from doing so.

Instinct took over as she ground her hips against his, causing him to moan. Jakie had always like when she was in control, and after twenty years she figured she deserved it. She grabbed his shirt and spun around so she had him pinned against the wall.

"I love it when you play rough," Knauer sighed, his hands grabbing for her hips, but she took his wrists in her hands and brought them above his head.

"Shut up and kiss me," she smirked as he claimed her mouth, her free hand sliding down between his legs where she could feel how much he wanted her.

"Jakie," Knauer's voice was almost inaudible, but she just smiled and kissed down to his neck, where she left the same mark of territoriality that he'd left on her.

Jakie was about to unbutton his shirt, when he stopped her, "Why don't we wait 'til we get to my room, huh?"

Jakie pouted playfully, "You're no fun,"

"I know, I know but you'll thank me later, trust me."

"You better hope so cowboy." She took his hat from the top of one of the file cabinets and placed it on his head.

Knauer smiled, "I'm still your cowboy then?"

Jakie kissed him lightly, "Still my cowboy and always will be, now how are you suggesting we hide these?" she tapped her finger lightly against the hickeys on their necks.

Knauer pulled her to his chest for another kiss, "Who says we have to hide 'em?" Jakie laughed as he kissed her nose and pulled her out of the closet and grabbed her elbow again, leading her down to his room, the both of them bearing hidden smiles.