Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the movie the longest yard or to any characters from it

Foreword: this is my first fanfic in a long while so bear with me, hopefully it'll end with 5+ chapters, ill try and not be too lazy, feel free to message me any comments or where you would like changes etc, I love feedback, also this contains a few swear words :P

Chapter One

Gemma couldn't place what was aggravating her headache more, the crushing humidity that was sticking her shirt to her back or the god damn creaking of the overhead office fan. She glared at the metal contraption as it grinded away above her head while her temples throbbed. Placing her head into her hands she wished work could be over though she still had 5 long hours to go.

Her self pitying was interrupted by the sharp buzz of her intercom into which a voice barked "the warden needs a package signed for at the guards office Miss Whelan" Clicking the response button, Gemma gushed "yes Mr. Dandridge" with all the cheer she could muster. It was always best to keep the bosses on side cause in this place it was for safety's sake you stayed with the group.

"I'll be right back Lynette" Gemma smiled, getting to her feet, "alright honey" replied the secretary, not taking her eyes off the online photos of some half naked footballer players. Striding out of the office Gemma glanced out of the windows that lined the corridor wall. She watched the groundskeepers water the football green, it must be the only bit of green for miles she thought. The sky was a deep blue with not a cloud in sight and it was taking its toil on the inmates, there was little but no movement in the yard, most were taking shelter in the little or no shade.

"Good idea" murmured Gemma making her way down the metal stairs, smiling at one of the guards as she passed, who smiled back. her job still baffled her, she was the PA to the warden of Allensville prison, a man who already had a secretary and a media advisor, but as Warden Hazen was a cantankerous old fuck, the chance to smirk "my P.A will take care of it" was too sweet, so backed by Dandridge he recruited a personal assistant so between her and the secretary there was really no work to be done, so many hours were spent gossiping with Lynette or glaring at the ceiling fan.

Hazen had notions of running for governor so hopefully things would pick up, Gemma had a strict work ethic and so all these hours of sitting around doing nothing drove her insane.

Waiting to be buzzed through one of the numerous gates Gemma glanced up at the security camera, the perk of working in a prison, your watched 24/7 even when you're not an inmate. The place reminded her of a cattle market, all these gates and the never ending inspection. This inspection coming from the guards and the inmates. Being one of three women in the whole place and the only one under 60 Gemma was a point of interest for all the men, which quickly got old.

Passing two more guards she smiled a "afternoon" which was returned and she went down another flight of stairs, growing closer to the guards station. The heat was making her pencil skirt become her a second skin, not that it was loose to begin with but her legs were getting more attention that usual.

Finally reaching the station she knocked before entering, she knew better then taking liberties where the guards were concerned. The door was opened by Guard Englehart who smirked when he saw her, "well lookit what we have here" which Gemma ignored "there's a package for the warden?" Standing back for the doorway he beckoned for her to enter. The cool air from the air conditioner was a blessing, as with all area's the guards were frequently in it had a top of the line air conditioner, heaven forbid the poor dears would over heat. Following Englehart through the office to the holding area Gemma ignored the looks from the guards who were sitting at various monitors, she had perfected the "I don't give a shit" expression. Coming out of the doorway she spotted the poor Fed Ex guy, who was nervously standing by guard Dunham, who as per usual was glaring.

Gemma smiled at the poor guy as he handed over the clip board to be signed, his hands slightly shaking "great place you got here" "we are just fun and happy people" Gemma laughed back, taking the parcel. The guy looked nervously between Dunham and Englehart and made a quick exit.

"Poor guy" muttered Gemma to herself walking back through office, flanked by the two guards. "Might you be wanting an escort back" laughed Dunham as she reached the far door, "I think ill be fine" replied Gemma, painting a big false smile across her face and with that she left. Barely two steps away she heard Dunham bellow, "She wants me" which was answered with loud obnoxious laughter.

"Ass" thought Gemma to herself, walking back quickly with her head held high. Reaching the long corridor again she paused and looked out one of the windows, the greens men were still caring for the ground under the glaring sun. Looking down at what she was holding, the p.a's curiosity got the better of her and she gave the package a little shake. The rattle was a give away, it was a tape and she had a pretty good guess of what of. Hazen didn't like playing by the rules, when football was concerned anyway; she knew full well he had little spies film the training sessions of rival teams so he could get the inside scoop.

Walking towards the office she looked at the package and smirked, five years without a win and he was resorting this. Before she could even look up she walked straight into a guard coming around the corner, and the package went skidding across the floor. "Shit" she fumed bending to pick it up but her companion got there first. "I'm so sorry I should look where I'm going in future" she babbled, standing back up. "Maybe I shouldn't walk as fast" was the response.

Standing upright she found herself looking at Captain Knauer and she desperately tried not to blush. "I believe this is yours" he smiled, holding up the package, "thanks" she replied trying to hold his look. Taking the package off him her hand lightly touched his and her stomach did a little flip. Touching his Stetson and muttering "ma'am" he made his way down the corridor, leaving Gemma flushing with red cheeks as she rushed back to the office.

Passing Lynette who murmured "get there alright honey" from behind the screen, Gemma rapped loudly on Hazen's office door, "of course" she grinned, as the warden shouted enter. Once inside she placed the package quickly on the desk and left, the warden was shouting down the phone and now was not the time to get in his line of fire.

When she got back to her desk she kicked off her peep toes and fell into her chair, the annoying noise of the ceiling fan reaching her ears again. "Oh joy" she thought to herself, getting back to her typing, only 4 hours and 40minutes till going home time.