Alright guys! I'm still working on Dreams and Journals, but this little two-shot just won't leave me alone so-I wrote it down! It's how I would write Episode 4X04 and it's based entirely on the promo! And also, my prison lingo, (mainly bitch and damn because this is TNT and they don't use words like mother-father ,) come from my extensive knowledge from the TV show Beyond Scared Straight. I've never actually been to prison-So, without further ado- -adieu? Adeau? Ah well, it's one of those. Here's Killer in High Heels.
Maura slowly walked into the common area of The Boston Women's Correctional Facility. Two guards stood behind her, pushing her along. Her polyester, bright orange jumpsuit itched terribly. She had never been so scared in her life. Maura Isles, scared. She let out a ragged breath as she approached the small room, her breath hitching as she heard the screams echoing through the hallway. She attempted to stop her ever-growing heart rate. She'd heard horror stories about prison, but never gave them much thought, considering the fact that she never thought she'd ever go there. The guard closest to her opened the steel bars in front of her he leaned in close.
"I'm sorry about this Miss Isles. I know you're innocent." She gave her a small smile. "Good luck!" She whispered.
"Thank you." She acknowledged her, but not with a smile.
She gently pushed her inside and closed the door behind her. Thunk. Maura grabbed her collar and slowly turned to face her fellow inmates.
"Hey guys! Looks like we got some fresh meat!" one of the inmates yelled.
Maura heard a myriad of whistles and other disturbing noises.
"I bet that's that doctor bitch!" someone shouted.
"Oh yeah! The one who's in here for whacking some bastard." A group had begun to form around the doctor. A woman, no older than Maura stood, at the head of the group. "So bitch, you got a name or what?"
Maura nodded. "I'm Doctor Maura Isles, the- the Chief Medical Examiner of-of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts," She stuttered out quietly.
"Oh look over here girls. The bitch has a title." The woman turned her attention to the doctor. "Not in here you don't. In here you just another number." She hissed.
'Well who are you?" Maura asked.
"Who am I?" the woman asked. "Who am I? Bitch! I'm your worst goddamn nightmare, that's who."
"Whom." Maura deftly corrected. As soon as the word was out she realized her mistake.
"Did you just-" her worst nightmare stuttered. "Did this bitch just correct me?" she turned to the other inmates.
"Mmmhmmm!"
"She sure did."
"Damn bitch gonna get her face smashed in."
The woman turned around and knocked Maura into the bench with a hard backhand. She grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up off the bench. Maura held her sore cheek as the woman got into her face.
"Now you listen here you white bitch. This is my house; don't you ever forget it neither because that-" she pointed to Maura's cheek, " was just a warning."
She shoved Maura back onto the bench and moved toward some of the other inmates. Maura pulled her legs up underneath her and leaned against the window. She was alone.
Alright there's part 1! Super depressing! We introduce Jane in the second part! Review please please please!