Hey guys! So this is my first fanfiction story and it's just an idea I had, since no one ever writes about Abruzzi! Feel free to review and give suggestions, but please don't flame! I'm not a pro writer, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Enough said. Anyways, Enjoy! :D

I took my first steps off the bus and took a long look at my new home. I could smell the rusty iron bars that enclosed the yard in front of me. I took one deep breath and thought to myself,

Welcome home Laney.

I trudged my feet into the Fox River State Penitentiary. It just so nicely worked out that most of the inmates were out in the yard when I made my grand appearance. I could hear the cheers and whistles, but I refused to give them the satisfaction by turning and looking at them. Once the doorways opened I held my breath and turned around to face the guards. I hadn't exactly learned their names yet, but one looked at me.

"Home sweet home," he said.

The other guards laughed and smirked with him, but I just shrugged my shoulders, raised my eyebrows and kept moving forward. I would not let these assholes affect me. I kept walking through the halls and I could tell that I was gaining a lot of attention. After all, it wasn't every day that a woman gets sent to a men's maximum security prison. I had to laugh at myself when I thought that no woman has ever been sent to a men's maximum security prison. I kept looking at the floor watching my feet go one right after the other, but somehow I managed to look up right as we were passing the medical wing. I saw the nurses give me looks that they were sorry to see me in here, but I didn't show any response. I learned very quickly that showing signs of weakness was a big mistake. At that moment, however I noticed one doctor sitting in the back through a big glass window. She was just sitting at her desk, but right as we crossed paths our eyes met and instead of a look of sadness, it was a look of understanding.

I turned and looked at my guard, "hey who is that doctor in there?"

He looked at me up and down then looked and the doctor and replied, "That, little slice, is Dr. Sara Tancredi."

Ignoring the derogatory statement when he told me her name, I looked back at Sara. Somehow I had a gut feeling that we would be interacting together somehow. When we made it through the medical wing, the guard directed me to an office looking room. I saw a secretary sitting behind her desk flirting with another guard, although she didn't want anyone to know about it.

"Yes officer Geary can I help you?" she said blushing a berry pink and turning away from the other guard.

The other guard played it off too and pulled on his hat a little.

"The warden said he wanted to speak to the female prisoner once she got here," replied Geary. He grabbed me by the elbow and led me toward the back door. I felt a little apprehensive as he pushed me through the door and I was staring at two other men.

"And you must be Laney Collins, our newest inmate," laughed the warden as he gestured for me to sit down.

I obeyed and for the first time since I had arrived, I felt completely safe.

"Or should we call you Agent Collins," joked the warden.

"No sir Laney will do, I am not an agent yet, I just work the undercover operations," I explained crossing my legs and placing my handcuffed wrists out on top of my knees.

"Well my name is Warden Pope and this is officer Bellick. He and I are the only two people in this facility that know that you work with the FBI. We do this to minimize the chance of you getting busted."

I nodded my head in agreement, I knew the policy.

"From what your supervisor briefed me on, you were to be sent to Fox River undercover as an inmate to discover some evidence from the mob boss John Abruzzi. We have placed you in the same cell with Abruzzi and put you on PI, but I have to give you a word of caution. To make the operation real we have to treat you like an inmate, and that means you have to act like an inmate. Some of the inmates aren't the kindest folks around, and they won't treat you like royalty. At any signs of aggression you must suppress your training to take them down and act as a normal person would act, do you follow me?"

I stared at Warden Pope with my eyes feeling like they were about to bulge from my face. He didn't beat around the bush with anything. Beads of sweat started forming on the back of my neck and I started to realize the reality of my situation. I wasn't going to be able to just walk around the prison like I was protected because in reality I wasn't.

I turned my head slightly and replied, "Yes Pope I understand completely."

The warden nodded at my agreement and turned his attention to Bellick.

"Officer Bellick here will be here to assist you if you absolutely need it, but he will be forced to treat you like an inmate as well. I hope this operation is a success and good luck to you Laney Collins."

I stood at the call of my name and shook my bound hands with his huge hands. He held them for just a moment and then gestured for Bellick to get me ready for Gen Pop. I trotted behind Bellick as we strode through the rest of the prison. I kept my head down the entire trip and if I do say so myself, I looked like a poor damsel in distress that anyone would feel sorry for. We stopped at the bathroom area and Bellick turned to face me.

"Alright con, you got 10 minutes to take a shower and get changed before I escort you into Gen Pop." He winked at me and I tried to conceal my smile as I opened the door to the bathroom.

I took one step inside the bathroom and nearly ran out screaming the other direction. The smell was so overwhelming that my eyes were tearing and burning. I leaned against the door so I could gain my composure. I heard Bellick tap on the door and shout 7 minutes left. I hurried out of my clothes and into the shower; I didn't know when I would get the chance at another shower so I took advantage of it. Although, I wouldn't necessarily call that a shower, the pressure sucked, and incredibly freezing, but I guess prisoners don't get to choose. I put on my blue pants with a white tank top, but decided to leave the upper half of the suit down. I pulled my dark wet hair back into a ponytail and my bangs curled around my face. With one deep breath and returned to Bellick.

"If you don't mind me asking Miss Collins," asked Bellick as he escorted me to the main facility of Fox River, "aren't you a little young to be working for the FBI?"

I had to smile at his question. I was a little surprised that Warden Pope hadn't asked this question earlier because it is the question I usually get asked.

"Well officer Bellick, if you must know I am 24 years old and I got involved with the FBI due to my father who got me the undercover job."

"I see Miss Collins and I really hope this works out and you don't die in the process."

I stopped dead in my tracks as those words came out of Bellick's mouth. I realized that where I stopped was right outside Gen Pop and I thought to myself

Here we go Laney, now is the moment of truth.

Bellick released my arm and winked at me as he made his way onto the main floor of Gen Pop. I peeked through the cage to see several cons staring at him with nothing short of hatred as he paused at the center of the floor.

"Alright cons, I have a special treat for you today. As of today we have a new shipment of prisoners coming in, but there is one special con that I wanted to personally introduce to you."

The smirk on Bellick's face made me want to vomit. He talked about me like I was a possession for all of the other inmates.

"This con is different from any other con that has ever been sent to Fox River. Without further ado, I present Miss Laney Collins."

The guards behind me shoved me on the back and I was sent right smack dab in the middle of Gen Pop. I glanced up at all of the cons who looked shocked and interested that a girl was standing before them. I could hear the whistles and cheers as I slowly marched towards Bellick. All the security that I felt as a federal agent disappeared in those few seconds of humiliation. As I reached Bellick, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me close to his face. I could smell his breath next to my ear and I realized that he would be no friend of mine.

"Now I am sure that all of you lucky cons are interested in knowing who gets to share a cell with this little beauty," he said shoving me so hard that I fell to the floor.

I felt like crying I was so humiliated, but I knew that I couldn't.

"And the lucky winner is John Abruzzi. Let her feel welcome boys."

Bellick exited Gen Pop laughing and leaving me alone.

I finally reached my cell after countless stops from the other inmates. I got asked several times if I wanted to change cells, and I blew off each offer. There was no way that I was going to let anyone of these sickos get the best of me. I was there for a reason, and the sooner that I could get that done the sooner I could leave that hell hole. When I entered my new home my "cellie" was already sitting inside.

"Ciao Bella," he spoke as he leaned forward from his bunk to greet me.

Out of instinct, I started to back up in a defensive mode, but caught myself and stopped before I exited the cell.

"Hello Mr. Abruzzi," I said softly and moved further into the cell.

I really didn't know what to do with my stuff, but he quickly responded.

"You can take the bottom bunk, I sleep on the top," he spoke softly and laid back down on his bunk.

I didn't even know how I was going to respond to that so I just nodded my head and sat down on the bottom bunk. The first thing I noticed was a nice blood stain on the bottom of the top bunk. The sweat started to gather on my forehead and Abruzzi must have sensed my apprehension.

He hopped down onto the floor and paced over to the closed bars.

"So what is a beautiful young woman like yourself doing in this sort of place?"

I just continued to stare at him and played with my ponytail a little bit. I was trying to gather my thoughts and continued to say,

" I guess it had to be something pretty awful to get into here." I choked a little bit on the last words, but Abruzzi turned to face me and laughed.

"Well then my dear I guess you do belong here after all." He returned to the top bunk and was staring at something concealed in his hand.

Not wanting to start any grief on my first day in prison, I quietly unpacked all of my things and neatly placed them on my bunk. The last thing I pulled out from my box was a small journal. I pressed it against my chest and glanced to make sure that my "cellie" couldn't see me. Inside this small black leather journal, I was going to record anything I could use in court to bring Abruzzi to justice. I needed to find a safe place to keep it so I climbed against the wall and pulled on the mattress a little. I stuck the journal underneath the mattress and place my box on top of that spot. If Abruzzi ever found that journal I would be as good as dead.

After a few minutes sitting in silence, I shuffled over to the barred door. I glanced around at all the inmates in their own cells doing their own things. Some inmates were playing cards, some were sitting reading quietly, and some of the cells even had the sheets pulled over their doors. I decided I didn't want to know what was going on behind the sheet. As my eyes glanced upward I noticed one cell in particular. Sitting on the bunks was Latino man scribbling on paper, but I was more interested in his cellie standing against the door just like me. I recognized him from the bus that brought me in with the other inmates. He was looking around the prison too very anxiously and it puzzled me.

"Do you know that fish sweetheart?" said Abruzzi from behind me.

I jumped around to see him just a few inches from my face.

"No, he was just on the same bus that brought me here," I whispered as I made my way back to my bunk. "And what is a fish?"

Abruzzi laughed again and replied, "Fish is the nickname for all of the new inmates here in Fox River; that is until they get new nicknames."

"So is my nickname fish?" I asked.

It was a stupid question, but I was trying to build a conversation with John early from the start.

"I don't think many of the boys in here will be calling you fish, but don't be surprised if they decide to call you something else."

At that comment I smiled and Abruzzi noticed and sat next to me on my bunk. I glanced over to where my journal was underneath the mattress, so I switched positions so my body could conceal the spot.

"The warden told me that you run Prison Industries and that I would be working on it," I spoke wanting to see a reaction.

"You don't have to act like such a girl, in here we call it PI and if that is what the warden said then welcome to the crew."

We just stared at each other for a few moments, but he must have gotten bored because he returned to his top bunk. I leaned against the wall for a little longer my nerves were starting to calm down. I ran my fingers through my hair several times to pass the time when the guards called for lights out. I went over to the sink to wash my hands and face, also the soap choice wasn't my first preference. I settled back down onto my bunk and just stared at that blood stain above me.

"So you clearly know who I am, but I don't even know your name Bella," whispered Abruzzi after the lights were turned out. I twisted my body so my back was against the wall.

"Laney, my name is Laney," I spoke so softly that I wasn't sure if John would be able to hear me.

"Well Laney, welcome to Fox River."