Lieutenant Cara O'Shea is the only one willing to stand up to Knauer especially when he agrees to Wardens Hazen's new idea for playing football…but he always promised her that he would break her. Read, Rate, Review people...Oh...Dont sue me, nothing here is mine except my character and some possible situations...you know what I mean ;)

His knee embedded into my stomach, sending me to the floor instantly. I should have been ready for it. I never was. "I am doing this for your own good rookie. You think when you walk in this prison those men are going to be nice to you, just because you're a girl?"

"No sir." I replied, trying not to hack up on the floor

"No…The minute they get you alone, they are going to rip you to shreds." His voice was in my ear hissing. "They are going to slap you, kick you, grope you, anything else that will cause violence…it will happen. Get up." He growled.

Shaky, I managed to get into standing position, my shoulder popped and my rib popped back in as I straightened. I was surrounded now, three big men, ready for me to fall at any minute, I refused to fall. "You think because you're a woman that they will be nice to you?" His blue eyes stared me down. "No sir." I said wincing at the strong pain in my ribcage, the fact that I was still standing was beginning to frustrate him, the fact that I had managed to get back up every time he knocked me down again pissed him off to high heaven. He stepped forward intimately close to my face. His breath causing my neck to shutter. "I am going to break you O'Shea. Then, right before you shatter, I will make sure that you call out for me."

He turned to leave but I stopped him "Captain Knauer…"

He turned and looked over his shoulder at me. I was going to play G.I. Jane, but this time, Demi Moore had nothing on me. "Suck…my…dick!"

I took another lap around the team's football field, the music blaring uncomfortably loud in my ears. It was slightly before daybreak, I started early that morning. I was going to make three miles, which was my determined goal for the day. I made one more lap before slowing to a walk, putting my hands on my hips to open my lungs up for oxygen. I took a few deep breathes. Looking over my shoulder I realized that I wasn't alone. He was staring at me. I took a deep breath and decided to make one last ditch effort to end my three mile trudge. Finally half-way around the track my phone let me know "Congratulations, you reached your goal of three miles, tap pause to end your work-out."

"Don't have to tell me twice." I replied slowing again to a stop and grabbing my phone from my pocket to shut it off. I took my earbuds out of my ears and sighed. He was still standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk permanently pasted on his face…That same smirk was there when I walked into this penitentiary I am doing this for your own good rookie. I made my way across the field and up toward the door, ripping the towel that he had for me off his shoulder "Good morning Lieutenant."

"Captain Knauer." I replied, since we were using formalities this morning. I had earned my way to the top until I was lieutenant, which managed to piss off some of the guards that had been here longer than me. I was the last rookie of my team to stay. Even though was supposed to follow his orders right down to the 'T' there were moments that I questioned them, while he was threatened by it. I still managed to hold firm. He looked over his shoulder to me "All moved in?"

"As of yesterday, with some help." I breathed He helped me move most of my stuff into my dorm room, and even helped me unpack some. The rest of it I wanted to take care of "I am going into town and get some groceries."

"We have food." He said

"You have food. I have a delicate stomach, and you guys eat meat and potatoes, I need chicken and avocados." I said stripping out of my work out gear. I had no modesty with these guys. I learned that there was no place for it when you were the only female. I turned my back on him, showing my back tattoo to him, the grand thunderbird on my back with a feather on the bottom, it was a pretty thing, a lot of people questioned it though. I stripped off my sports bra and threw it into the locker"We have a meeting this morning with the warden."

"Oh yeah?" I slipped a black bra and a white tank top, and looked over my shoulder, he had taken off his sunglasses showing me his deep blue eyes causing me to shutter. "What's this joy about?"

"I don't know." He said shifting his weight to his other leg and tapping his sunglasses against his hip. I pulled on my uniform pants, check for creases or wrinkles and finding none. My utility belt was next and my gray uniform shirt. I left it unbuttoned to let myself cool down from a run and I turned to look at him walking up close to him until we were arm's length from each other. "Well I am sure that whatever it is, you're going to be willing and ready to kiss Warden Hazen's ass."

He rolled his eyes "Cara." He breathed.

"Oh, now we are on a first name basis…come on Brian you and I both know that you run this prison until Warden Hazen gets a hair in his ass and you go ahead and go along with it…"

"To keep him happy. You also know that I am good at tiptoeing around him, I tell him to make him happy."

"I am guessing that you want me to go along with it." I said, mocking his Texan accent. "Act like the perfect little southern belle."

"It would help." He said looking down at me and I grinned "Now what kind of world would it be if I made everything easy for you?"

I knew what he was thinking but he didn't seem to reply, instead he leaned in closer to me and seemed to take in my scent. "While would be easier, I know that it would be boring." He turned and walked down the hallway and I followed behind him, buttoning my uniform shirt and tucking it in. "Do you have practice tonight?" I asked

"Yeah, for about an hour tonight then I am off, why?" Knauer asked.

"I need to go back to my apartment in town before I go grocery shopping…" knowing what I was worried about, he nodded "Yeah I will go with you."

We walked into the office and Lynette was already parked in her seat. "Good morning Lynette." I said nicely. She smiled at me "Good morning honey. The warden is waiting for you. I am afraid to say that Mr. Dandridge is here as well."

I frowned, I was starting to get sick of the fat old man showing up every single day. Yeah he was a publicity man and he managed the team. Knauer opened the door for me and I stepped in first "Good morning Lieutenant, Captain."

"Good morning sir." We both said at the same time. The Warden seemed a little bit happier than he had been in the past couple of days "I have some very exciting news for the two of you. We are receiving a new inmate tomorrow morning."

Receiving an inmate was not new to us, so what made this any different "I pulled a lot of strings to get him here but I think that he will be a wonderful candidate for our prison."

Knauer and I both gave him a questioning look and warden Hazen, seeing our curiosity, smiled "We will be receiving Paul Crewe at Eleven O'clock."

I had to go to the back of my filing cabinet to remember who Paul Crewe was. Admittedly while I was in one of the biggest semi football team, I didn't know players, I very barely knew how to play football. Then it hit me "The football player that shaved points off of his last football game? Why do we want him?"

"I believe that he might be able to give us some pointers. Some great insight for each of our players." Hazen replied

"While the Warden's team is very good, we need a way to…spruce up the plays." Dandridge said.

'Thank you Sanders for giving me your input that I didn't ask for.' I thought angrily. Knauer shifted next to me. As if to tell me to cool it. "I thought he was in the Hollywood hills not living life?"

"He was, until he broke probation with a drunk and driving charge." Hazen replied "And I pulled the strings to make it happen and sure enough, he is heading to our little corner of the world."

My eyebrows furrowed "I am sorry Warden but, how are you going to make sure that Crewe helps you make your team better? Maybe he just wants to do his time and go home?"

"I leave that up to Captain Knauer." Warden Hazen replied

I glared at him "There is no possible way that this is legal! You're going to have Knauer just beat the shit out of him?"

"Don't forget your place Lieutenant!" Hazen yelled causing me to wince. "Remember that you are just as replaceable as everyone else in this prison! The only reason that I hired you is because your daddy and I were extremely good friends. Your father, God bless him, wanted me to make sure that you are well taken care of. Now with his death, I am not afraid to cut you lose! Do you understand me?!"

"Yes sir." I replied

"Lieutenant, have you finished your paramedic training for this season." Dandridge asked me.

As I had been for the past three years, I was the teams' paramedic, receiving training when I started working here, and while I couldn't prescribe anything, I could treat wounds, fix broken bones. During the games I was the one that took care of it all, I cleaned up blood and shit constantly, this year was going to be no different I am sure. I nodded in reply "I have to pick up my bag tonight and update some of the supplies. Captain Knauer is going with me when he gets done with practice."

Hazen glanced at the two of us "You two have been spending a lot of time together as of late. Is there something that I need to know?"

We both shook our head "Because any distraction on both of your parts is cause for my foot to ram so far up your ass your ancestors will feel it. Do you two understand?"

"Yes sir." We both replied

"Get out of here." He told us. Waving us away. As soon as we walked out and before I could start walking down the hallway Knauer stopped me. I looked up at him, a little frustrated at him "What?" I snapped.

"Should we give him something to suspect?" He said pushing me up against the wall. He put his hand on the wall above my head and I glared at him "I think you and I both know the answer to that." I said trying to move away from him but he held firm "You remember how I always told you that I would break you?"

I took a deep breath, rolling my eyes "How can I forget? You will never let me live it down."

"I still plan on it…Just…not in the way that you're thinking."

"Oh, you mean you stopped trying to beat the hell out of me?"

He gave me a famous Knauer smirk "I stopped beating the shit out of you when you stood up to me as a rookie. No, I wanted you for more…personal reasons." He leaned in closer to me to get hold of the scent of my hair. Causing me to shutter but I didn't break "If I didn't break down when you were training me, what the hell makes you think I would break down and screw you?"

He pulled back and made eye contact with me, still smiling "Because I think, deep down in that little heart of yours, you want it just as much as me."

I smiled, yeah deep down I did, but I wasn't going to admit it. I leaned into him, toying with him slightly. My lips barely touching his "You might want to take a cold shower before you go to practice tonight, I heard that hard on's before sports cause major hernia's." I nudged away from him and began walking down the hall for morning check. Smirking. He may have been an asshole, but he might have to be my asshole.