AN: I know that this only has a 1% chance of actually happening if that but I thought it would be a nice one-shot that has been floating around in my head for a while. I hope you enjoy.

One of the Good Guys

Joe Caputo stared at the tape before him before looking up at the young once-minimum-security guard. The young man seemed to be sweaty and was running his hand through his now shaved hair. He somehow looked so much older, so much more exhausted than before and Joe worried about him. Still, he had put his enormous heart with so many passionate feelings towards something good. He had done something good.

"I don't think you understand that this could free her or at least lessen her sentence considerably," Caputo commented and he looked at the young man who had risked his life to expose Natoli, to expose Herrmann for his misdeeds. "Are you sure that you don't want her to know who you are?"

"I've already affected her life before, I…I'm doing this to be…well I want to be a good person. I…I keep thinking of that time when….I've done enough bad things in my life….I don't want to be responsible for anything more," the man said hesitantly and Joe looked at him.

"I knew that you were a good one," he grinned and the young man shook his head.

"No. No, I'm not," he said and Joe put his hand out.

"Just…just wait for one second, I've got something that I need to say to you," he said and the young man paused and turned his body back towards the former-warden's.

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…..

"Jefferson, visitation," a guard called out and Taystee stretched her arm out. She didn't really have anyone close to her, there was nobody from the outside that she was comfortable seeing anymore so she had spent her days inside. However, there was one man that she owed a lot to and would want to see again. Former warden, Joe Caputo. He had campaigned for her and somehow, someway he had been able to overturn the verdict and the people who should be receiving the justice were being made to answer for their crimes.

Taystee pulled herself up from the bed. So what if it was another reporter, she was enjoying the fact that soon she would be free. She had also had good character profiles stated that she was the mediator between the prisoners and the public and that maybe she would have her original sentence reduced.

Someone had been working with God to save her. She just wasn't sure who this was other than Caputo and his mysterious partner.

As she was brought to the line with the others waiting for visitation, she let her body rest as she smiled softly. Someone had been looking out for her and that person was good. They had done her a solid. Things that once bothered her before didn't do so so much anymore. She had been cleared of the murder and the detectives were going over new facts.

"That one," the guard said as he pointed to the window and Taystee came forward. Tears sprang to her eyes as she saw Caputo sitting there. She picked up the phone and bowed her head, covering her eyes to fight against her tears.

"It's so good to see you, Taystee," Caputo said as he laughed seeing the way she was so grateful to see his face.

"It's good to see you too, Mr. Caputo," Taystee smiled. "I mean, man, it's so good to see you. I..I don't know how you did it but thank you. I owe my life to you. I mean, I don't have anything, but man if I did then I'd be offering it to you. I'll never forget what you did for me."

"Yes, well I wish I could have done more but it was a very brave young man who went in to spy on these guys and find out the information that he did. He risked his life because he believed in you just like I believe in you," Caputo told her and Taystee grinned.

"Yeah, I know it. I mean, please thank this man for me, whoever he is….I mean, really, whoever it is even if it's that guy, ummm umm Pornstache or Heeley, thank them for me. This man saved my life," Taystee declared happily. "You're not going to tell me who it is yet,"

"I don't think that you'd want to know," Caputo commented, "He asked me not to give his name."

Taystee froze and looked at him. "Well, although I want to know his name, I've learned my lesson about not asking. Just, Mr. Caputo, tell him that I'm grateful. Tell him that I want to thank him in person if he's ever able to reveal his identity."

"I'll make sure that he knows," Caputo commented as he closed his eyes and thought about the meeting.

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"Just…just wait for one second, I've got something that I need to say to you," Caputo said and the man he was speaking to turned to him. "You didn't mean to kill anyone, that's why I couldn't stand behind them treating you as some kind of murderer who was psychotic. You reminded me a lot of myself, a young man who liked to play video games and tried to flirt with the ladies. For one thing, I'm glad that you were not within that riot."

"Maybe if I hadn't have been a guard there would have been no riot," the man said and Caputo sighed.

"You can't blame yourself. I knew that there should have been more training. The whole thing was a mess and you -"

"I killed her friend, Poussey Washington's death is on my knee," the man said as if haunted by the thought and then smiled weakly. "I just didn't want for her to hurt, her friend. I mean, I can never undo what I did but I knew that even if I died trying to go undercover, I was working towards helping her be free."

"You can't blame yourself for that," Caputo commented, "so what are you going to do now? Dye dogs for rich clients, you can do better than that Bailey."

"Maybe," Bailey said as he nodded shakily, "Just don't let her know. It doesn't make up for what I did, so just don't let her know, please."

"You have my word but don't forget, Bailey, you're one of the good guys."