"Good morning," said Eunice.

"My head hurts," said Scarlet.

"That's either because of the booze or because you fainted," said Eunice.

"Yeah, I'm going to go with the fainting," said Scarlet. "Where am I?"

"Safe house," said Dolly walking into the building. "It's one of the better kept places. Breakfast?"

"Yeah," said Scarlet taking the box from him.

Eunice stood up and walked into the living room with Dolly. "Well?"

"She's cleared for a visit," said Dolly. "I don't know how it happened, but they are going to let them do it face to face."

"Pen-pal. Supposed to help with rehabilitation," said Eunice. "You get to tell her. Have fun."

Dolly grimaced as he walked back into the kitchen. "You got a minute?"

"Not like I'm going anywhere," she said shrugging her shoulders. "What's up?"

"You're meeting him," said Dolly. "Today."

"WHAT!" shouted Scarlet.

"What happened?" asked Smecker and Duffy walking in with guns drawn.

Scarlet was sitting in the chair staring off into space. Dolly was trying to fix his hearing.

"I told her and she shouted. I don't think I can hear out of my left ear anymore," he said.

Smecker rolled his eyes as he sat down at the table. "Didn't you want to meet him? That's what your letters said."

"Those were private," said Scarlet.

"Not when it's going to a prisoner," said Smecker.

Scarlet rolled her eyes. "It's all talk. I didn't think I would actually meet him!"

"Well now's your chance," said Smecker. "He's very perceptive so you are going to have to give him clues that we are busting them out without actually telling him what we're doing."

"Um…okay?" she said sounding nervous.

"Don't worry. I've got a few things for you to do and say that will help," said Smecker.

"Okay…" said Scarlet nodding her head.


Scarlet stood just inside the metal detector. The guard checked her ID and her clearance. He nodded and pushed a button. The door beside them clicked and another guard pulled it open.

"This way, Ms. Christianson," said the guard.

Scarlet stepped through the door and followed him down a long hallway. All that was heard was the clicking of her heels. Eunice had picked out the wardrobe Scarlet was wearing. It definitely wasn't something she would pick out on her own.

Scarlet was in a pair of dark skinny jeans. She had on a black tank top underneath a light weight jacket. Scarlet would've been fine with that if she was allowed to zip up the jacket, but she wasn't so her boobs were practically popping out of her shirt. The outfit was complete with a pair of black stilettos and her hair pulled back into a ponytail.

The guard stopped at a door and opened it for her. Scarlet stepped through and sat down in one of the chairs. "They will bring him in shortly," said the guard.

Scarlet nodded her head as the door closed. She looked at her watch and then crossed her legs. After a few minutes she shifted positions again and looked at her watch. She re-crossed her legs for the third time when the door opened again. She turned around to see the guard who had walked her down the hallway walk in. Followed by him was a man in handcuffs and two more guards. The two guards led the cuffed man to the other chair and shoved him in the seat then stepped back to the corners behind him.

"I will be just outside the door. Knock on the window when you are ready to leave," he said.

"O-okay," she said. "Um…do they have to stay in here?"

"It's procedure, ma'am," said the guard.

Scarlet nodded her head and sat back down. She turned to the man that was sitting across from her. He was looking at the table. She shifted in her chair trying not to feel uncomfortable and awkward.

"M-my n-name is S-Sc-Scarlet," she stuttered out.

She heard him chuckle before he looked up at her. She was instantly hypnotized by his blue eyes. She smiled nervously and shifted in her seat again.

"Don't worry, love, I aint gonna hurt ya," he said.

"I know…it's just," she said. "It's just that…you know…" she took a deep breath. "I'm actually getting to meet you."

Connor didn't say anything.

"I never thought I would ever meet who I was writing, let alone find out who it was," she said.

"Now, why is that?" he asked in his thick accent.

Scarlet sighed and smiled. "I didn't think you would ever tell me."

"I've told you every ting else," he said. "Why wouldn't I tell you who I was?"

"Well…I just…it's stupid," she said.

"I doubt that," he said.

"I…well…I was secretly hoping it was one of the Saints, but I didn't want to get my hopes up," she said shifting in her seat again.

"You shift a lot. Are you nervous?" he asked.

"A little," she said.

"What are you nervous about?" he asked leaning forward.

"Watch it MacManus," said one of the guards.

"He's fine," said Scarlet not looking away from Connor.

"What are ye nervous about, love?" asked Connor again. "Is it because I am one of the "Saints," is that why?"

"A little," she said.

"What else?" he asked.

"You're a lot more handsome than I thought," she said looking down at the table.

Scarlet had been wringing her hands together on the table top. Connor reached forward and tried to touch her. One of the guards stepped forward and hit him with the gun across the head.

"Son of a bitch!" he said jerking back.

"Shit!" she shouted.

Scarlet jumped up and walked around the table. The guards stepped towards her.

"If you value your jobs you won't come near me, got it?" she said.

They looked at each other before stepping back into the corner.

"He didn't do anything, anyway," she said running her hand across Connor's head.

"Am I gonna live?" he asked smiling.

"I don't know. It may be a close one," she said grinning. "But I think you will pull through."

Connor chuckled as Scarlet walked around the table back to her seat. She sat down and crossed her legs, uncrossed them, and crossed them back the other way. Connor furrowed his brows and leaned back on the table.

"Tell me something I don't know about you," he said.

"I don't know. I've told you a lot," said Scarlet leaning on the table as well.

"Something special," he said, almost whispering.

"Well, my favorite time of day is four o'clock," she said and stepped on his foot slightly.

"Nice time of day. I prefer five o'clock. Closer to time to eat," he said nudging her foot.

Scarlet smiled. He knew what she was doing, that was good.

"What else?" he asked.

"Well, I'm fond of hiking. You?" she asked stepping on his foot again.

"Occasionally," he said nudging her back.

"Let's see. What else is there," she said smiling. "I love my friends. We used to play cops and robbers when we were little."

"Oh really?" he said chuckling.

"Yeah. I was always in the FBI because I could boss my friends around who were always local police," she said nudging his foot. "What about you? Tell me something about you."

"How 'bout I tell you something about you," he said smirking.

"O-okay," she said shifting in her seat again.

"You have beautiful handwriting," he said smiling. "And you are more beautiful than I expected."

Scarlet blushed.

"I bet you're a good dancer as well," he said.

"I don't know about that," she said.

"Who knows," he said shrugging his shoulders. "Your turn."

"Well, I've already said you were handsome," she said uncrossing her legs and leaning father onto the table.

Connor's eyes were immediately drawn to her chest, so were the two guards in the room. She smiled as she ran the toe of her shoe up and down Connor's leg.

"And you have lips that look like that are kissable," she said inching her way forward.

"Time's up, Miss," said the guard walking into the room.

Scarlet jerked back in her seat and stood up. She fixed her jacket and turned to follow him out of the room. She stopped and turned back to look at Connor.

"Still gonna write me?" she asked.

"Uh…um…yeah," said Connor shifting in his seat.

He was trying not to adjust himself while she was still in the room. She smiled and winked at him and followed the guard back down the hall. Connor let out a breath and adjusted his pants. The guards shook their heads and led him from the room. When he walked into the hallway he could see her walking down it as well. His eyes were focused on her ass as she walked.

"Come on," said the guard shoving him through the door.


Scarlet walked out of the prison and to the car that was waiting for her. She opened the door and got in, slamming the door behind her. Once the car was in motion she started to breathe again.

"You okay?" asked Eunice.

"I'm fine," she said laying her head back on the headrest.

"Well?" asked Smecker.

"Told him four, he said five was better. And that the woods were fine," she said taking a deep breath.

"What else did he say?" asked Eunice. "You're flushed."

"N-nothing of importance," she said.

"Uh-huh," said Eunice.

The car was quiet for a few moments until Eunice leaned over and whispered in Scarlet's ear. "You're gonna tell me later, whether you want to or not."


The cell doors clanked back into place. Connor leaned against the bars and sighed. Murphy, who was on his left, and Romeo, who was on his right, came to the bars as well.

"So? What happened, man?" asked Romeo.

"I met with the girl," he said.

"Who?" asked Romeo.

"His pen-pal," said Murphy. "I thought you were meeting someone important."

"Aye. But it was important. Very informative, too," he said smirking.

"How was talking to some gash informative?" asked Romeo.

"Don't call her that," said Connor glaring at the Hispanic man.

"Okay, okay," said Romeo in defense. "Well?"

"Hope you boys are up for a jaunt through the woods sometime soon," he said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Murphy.

"We've got some old friends coming for a visit soon," he said chuckling.

"When?" asked Murphy.

"Don't know what day, but it's going to be around five o'clock at night," said Connor.

Romeo nodded his head. "So what else happened?"

"She's beautiful," said Connor.

"Right. I'm going to ignore you for the next ten minutes," said Murphy chuckling knowing the predicament his brother was in.

"Why?" asked Romeo.

"Fine. You listen to him rub one out," chuckled Murphy lying back on his bed.

"Gross, man," said Romeo doing the same.

Connor chuckled as he stepped away from the bars to handle his "problem."


Got Chapter 2 done a lot faster than i thought i would! Please review and let me know what you think! ~Kat