A/N: Okay so I'm starting a new story, yes I have many incomplete stories in my profile which I will try and finish up soon. This story will contain some slash but it won't be explicit. This is my take on what it would be like for Jason/Maytag if he were to make it through the whole first season. Read and review. Thanks, Spitfire47

So you want to know on how I got here? How I survived three stab wounds? Or to escape through the fucking prison and end up in Utah? Honestly I really have no clue. Sure I lived, I saw and I was shocked. But after reality struck it might as well have been all a dream. A mistake or more like a shitty nightmare. The life of a prison isn't fun, but the life of an escape is even worse. It's like being a new fish in a new aquarium. Everyone looks at you differently and there is no bars to keep you separated from hell or high waters. Before I continue on to ramble on how I'm going to get through the future, how about we go back to the past?

My name is Jason Buchanan, currently situated in Fox River Penitentiary on the charge of theft, break and entry and attempted murder. Attempted mind you, I didn't gut the asshole like I wanted too. I received a twelve year due on my tab and bam! Found myself in a maximum prison. Anyway for the past three years my in a ten by nine cell with a serial rapist. That's correct, a serial rapist. Mind you not the most fun thing in the world especially when he has a whole gang of paedophiles behind him twenty-four/seven. And by gang I mean about ten plus the other whites which add on an extra thirty which would give you a nice number around forty, forty-five if you're lucky.

Oh right back to the jackass I'm stuck with, okay so he isn't a total jackass (don't tell him I called him that) but honestly he can be a little tight especially when it comes to races. He likes the center of attention and always tries to pick a fight with the other races no matter what they are. He likes to gander at the bus each time it goes around the turn-around at the prison entrance to watch the fresh inmates come off. Honestly it ticks me off slightly, yes I do have a jealous streak and yes it can get ugly at times but hey, I am his cellmate. His name is Theodore Bagwell, prison name T-bag. Yes as honestly awkward and disgusting as it may sound...it is true. I would be spending the next twelve years of my life stuck with him. I hate to admit it but he is...interesting. Well enough said about that, I suppose that the three years had changed my attitude, personality and outlooks on life.

The day started off as usual, boring, slow and dull. I was rudely awaken by the annoying ringing noise that seemed to now be driven into the depths of my brain. I opened my eyes slowly and rubbed the sleep out of them. I could sense movement from the top bunk and realized that Teddy was awake too. I slowly swung my legs over the edge and then sat up waiting for Ted to be the first one down.

"Morning Maytag," my cellmate said in his usual sly southern drawl.

"Morning," I replied automatically. Also one more thing you should know before I continue, my prison name is a brand name of fucking appliances! I don't know where Ted had gotten it or why the hell he started to call me Maytag, but it happened and when he made it clear it I couldn't do anything to change it.

I got up and grabbed my blue collared shirt that hung on the bunk post and placed it on. I then cautiously walked over to the toilet and hid in the corner as I pushed down my pants and let fly. I could sense Ted watching but I didn't mind.

The first time I was so scared of pulling my pants down I held in my pee for three days before giving in. Sadly it was mainly my bladder that gave in during shower time and all I could do was stand there completely naked and frozen as a stinging sensation rushed down my legs mixing in with the hot water. During that time of holding everything in, I received cramps, and many upset stomachs, I even threw up once clear thick bile. I had asked the guards if I could go to infirmary but I was denied.

I finished up and then went to go sit back on my bed waiting for Ted to be finished his business before getting up. Another final ring rang out in Cell Block A and Ted and I both walked out onto the yellow line together. The guards looked at the inmates and then nodded approval.

"Line up!" the CO shouted. We shuffled into two lines side by side and then waited until the given command to move. I was behind Ted holding onto his pocket as if it was the only thing that mattered in life. It sort of was, especially in prison. I needed protection, Teddy saw that and he offered it to me for one simple thing; to hold his pocket. At first I never really had gotten what the whole pocket deal was about until I joined in Teddy's crew who all whistled and hollered their jealousy then that was when I knew that I had officially declared myself as Teddy's official bitch. Anyway we made it to the cafeteria and then got our trays to receive our food. I watched half asleep as the prison food was dumped onto the my tray and then followed Teddy to our usual table.

"There's a new load coming in," an inmate said grinning. I looked at Teddy and noticed him grinning a bit and I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. A new 'load' meant new inmates and that meant gandering for Teddy's sake.

"There's one who had robbed a bank," another inmate piped, "He's kind of nice."

This got the table going but all Teddy had to do was lift his hand and silence fell immediately. I had always admired how Teddy had all these men under control, most were older and more experienced as well as stronger than Teddy but all he has to do is act cool and conceit around them and they will practically follow him to the end of the earth! Me on the other hand could only frown at this and hope that Ted would say that he wasn't interested, but of course that never crosses his mind so I watched hopelessly as he gave off his signature grin and said: "We'll have to see."

I scowled into my food and continued to eat in silence.

After breakfast was over and done with, we all lined up to go to the showers. I remembered when I was terrified of the room, now it didn't seem totally bad especially when you have protection. I stripped quickly and then placed a towel around my waist before any of the other inmates could get a quick peak. I then scooted out of the change room towards the showers. I had showered quickly as usual and then went back to change even as fast to get out of there. Because I wasn't scared of the shower room didn't mean that I still wasn't nervous about it. When I was finished changing I waited on the bench until Teddy returned and then waited like an obedient pup for him to get ready. Teddy waved me up and I stood automatically taking his pocket. A guard came in the change room and then said, "Let's go!"

We headed back to Gen Pop and then lined up on the yellow line again until we were all counted for before heading back into our open cells. I followed Teddy into the cell and listened to the buzzer give a loud bzzzz and then a click of the cell door followed locking me in.

"You were a little quiet during breakfast," Teddy said leaning against the wall. I looked at the ground and nodded still feeling his dark eyes on me.

"You gonna tell me why?"

I shrugged still not looking at Teddy.

"Look at me."

My eyes went up and then I raised my head. Teddy was still waiting for me to answer and then I slowly said, "There is a…new load." I could feel my feet shuffle restlessly against the ground as I said it. Teddy gave a half-hearted laugh, I watched him come up to me until we were about an inch apart.

"Does that bother you?" he asked, "Do the new fishes bother you?"

"You like to pick and choose."

Teddy bit his lip and then replied, "Recruitment Maytag that's all."

I didn't know whether to believe him or not but I took it not wanting to anger him. I sat on the bottom bunk and then watched Teddy examine his face in the mirror.

"Funny," he said suddenly looking over his shoulder at me, "Didn't know you to be the jealous type."

I couldn't help but grin. Just then the buzzer rang out once more and an announcement came: "New inmates for Cell Block A!"

An immediate roar went up in Gen Pop and I looked to see Teddy coming over to see. I got up and looked out too seeing the new faces all scared and the fishes trying to make themselves small. Some were split up and went upstairs. I looked to see one with a clean shaved head looking straight ahead I immediately noticed something different about this fish, he wasn't terrified, he wasn't casting glances or looking around like the others. No, he was merely walking tall to his cell with a cool look on his face. I noticed and so did Ted.