As the days passed, the ladies of Litchfield felt the rise of their stress levels as each one was called in for interrogation. The first girls who were interviewed after Suzanne were Janae, Abdullah and Ouija. Janae took a plea for inciting the riot and had gotten a few months added to her sentence. Abdullah was in the same boat, she couldn't be angry with the added time considering how she was one of the women leading the whole thing, but for now she'll just try to put her head down and do her time in peace. Ouija took longer to accept the chargers she was told she'll get, after talking over about what her role was in the riot she was brought back inside with Gloria.
"Hey." Gloria greeted. "How'd it go?" She asked.
Ouija sat on the bed with her knees close to her chest, "you know, I was satisfied with what I did." She continued with a deep breath, "I loved getting back at those bitches you know?" Ouija sighed, "but now that everything ended I realized just how damaging it was."
"You regret keeping those COs in hostage?" Gloria asked in a bit of a shock, Ouija was one of many inmates who was completely in another zone with those guards, she had pride in watching over them. Gloria would only think how absolutely crazy Ouija and Pidge were with that whole sniffing up coffee thing.
"Nah." Ouija grinned, "but it sure came back to bite me in the ass though." She stared at Gloria longingly.
"Well, what did you expect?" Gloria shrugged.
Ouija shrugged back, in all honestly she wasn't thinking about the future when she was rioting. All the rush and adrenaline kept her going and at the time that was good enough for her. But eventually that rush went away now that she's stuck in Max, with a longer sentence dangling over her head.
"I'm going to have to take some plea." Ouija stated.
"Well… I'm sure most of us here will have to do the same." Gloria tried to reassure the shorter woman.
"But," Gloria paused. "Did they ask you about anybody else?" She asked curiously.
"Yeah." Oujia nodded, "but mostly about the black girls and other 'leaders'." Ouija hand quoted.
"Well, what did you say?" Gloria asked.
"Nothing. I was there for me and nobody else." Ouija replied.
"This is your time." Gloria walked over to Ouija, sitting next to her. "Name Ruiz." Ouija raised an eyebrow.
"I ain't no snitch." Ouija answered.
"So you changed your mind about her? Are you gonna sit around and do nothing?" Gloria instigated.
"When I see her I'm going to handle things my own way... Physically." Ouija smiled.
"But this is better. Think about it, why go out of your way and beat her up adding more time here rather than giving her name and watching her suffer for it." Gloria knew she was probably named by a few inmates already from taking all the guards to the Poo, she was ready to take the fall for that but she truly wanted to see Maria fall down too.
Ouija was silent for a few minutes, thinking about what Gloria had said. "I'll think about it." She muttered in a low voice making Gloria smile. "If you're not up for it, pass the word." Gloria glanced toward the cell across from them that held Blanca and Pidge.
Gloria and Ouija were then brought out their cells along with Blanca and Pidge, Maria and a few other unrecognized inmates. The girls were brought inside a small room, after getting uncuffed the guards began to go over the rules of how the girls were going to spend their time in there.
The small room was supposed to replicate an exercise yard and they had to speed walk in a circle around a few tables and chairs, Gloria had never seen anything more pathetic. That was until she seen Maria standing on the other side of the room, she looked a mess. From afar you could tell Maria was having a rough time. Her eyes were puffy and her hair was the definition of bedhead.
Gloria stood by Ouija as Blanca and Pidge stood a few feet away from them. Once the guards indicated to start Gloria was already reeling up behind Blanca.
"Listen, I'm going to need a favor." Gloria whispered.
Blanca sized her questionably, "what makes you think I'm in a mood for giving favors?" She asked. "It'll benefit you." Gloria's said as her eyes landed on Maria who was still ahead of them, Gloria was sending daggers straight at her.
"I'm listening."
"Vas a nombrar ruiz." (You are going to name Ruiz)
"Qué?" Blanca frowned.
"I have a feeling my interrogation will be soon, and I'm going to say some things that I need you to back up on." Gloria said, still watching Maria like a hawk.
"No thanks." Blanca started walking at a quicker Pace to leave Gloria behind but the other woman was persistent.
"Why not? Weren't you mad when she released the COs?" Gloria questioned.
Blanca shrugged, "I didn't really care to be honest. It was going to happen eventually." Blanca bonded with Maria before the riot had started, it wasn't like they were best friends but Blanca was very aware of Maria's daughter, and if she chose to say anything about Maria it could affect Maria's family. Blanca wasn't sure if she wanted that on her conscience.
"Ella se convirtió en un enemigo aquí." (She became an enemy here.) Gloria hissed, "trouble is going to happen." She added in a whisper tone, "just make sure you aren't going to be another target of it." Before Blanca could answer, Gloria sped off.
Blanca slowed down, she glanced toward Maria with a heavy choice racing through her mind.
Gloria couldn't contain her need for revenge, blaming the riot on her didn't seem like enough, especially when she wasn't sure if Blanca or Ouija would comply. Gloria took in a breath as she started passing the other inmates to get to Maria.
Maria noticed Gloria charging at her like an angry mama bear and took off as well. Passing a few inmates she kept glancing back to Gloria, she was busy looking behind her to not see the person in front of her and bumped into Ouija nearly knocking her down.
"What the fuck?!" Ouija yelled, gaining her balance again she pushed Maria backwards.
"Look I didn't mean-" Maria was interrupted by a hand grabbing a fistful of her hair. She was slammed to the cold hard tile ground with the other inmates hollering, the guards were a little too slow as Gloria was already on top of Maria slamming her head against the floor.
"Hey, break it up!" Hellman yelled as he grabbed Gloria and tossed her to the side. Hellman continued to push her back while the other guard turned Maria over revealing her bloody face.
"Oh shit!" CO Stefanovic winced.
"Alright! Everyone get the fuck out!" Hellman roughly pushed Gloria against the wall cuffing her. The other inmates started to line up, most holding assumed faces.
"She surprises me every time." Pidge nodded in approval, Ouija only chuckles.
"I have a feel that's only the beginning for Ruiz." Ouija began whispering what she and Gloria had talked about earlier. She was getting more restless to have a go at Ruiz and so were many others.
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During the few days the Ad-Segs were being filled up even more with a few cells having three girls inside, Piper wasn't lucky enough to keep her cell alone and had gotten a roommate. Her name was Beth, Beth was older and had this strangely calm presence about her. She tried to hold conversations with Piper when she was first moved in but Piper only replied in short irritated responses hoping the woman gets the picture that Piper isn't in the mood to be friendly.
Beth was also bandaged up pretty good and would moan whenever she moved on the board she was supposed to rest on. Did not giving up the bed made Piper a monster? The woman was in obvious pain but then again who wasn't.
"Oh man." Beth groaned as she was taking off a bandage, she struggled for a bit making as much noise as possible which annoyed Piper.
Groaning herself, Piper sat up from her bed. "Do you need help?" She asked but hoping Beth would just say 'no' so that she doesn't actually have to get up. Unfortunately Beth nodded with a half smile.
"I'd appreciate it if you helped." Beth turned her back toward Piper, sighing Piper walked over to the woman and sat on the board.
Fully taking off the bandage Piper was handed some cream, she applied lightly over the woman's scar.
"How'd it happen?" Piper asked.
"Not too many people like me." Beth replied, "it's like one day you're eating lunch and then suddenly you're stabbed in the back. Literally." Beth retold.
Piper's eyebrows raised, "does this happen to you a lot?"
"Yeah, almost a monthly thing" Beth replied.
Piper wouldn't admit this but she was starting to feel a little empathy for Beth. Piper's been through her fair share of terrible prison treatment but most times she thought she deserved it. "Is it really that bad out there?" Piper asked.
"Just depends on who you are." Beth shrugged. "But you ladies should keep your guard up, just my advice." Beth finished.
Piper just nodded, but realizing that Beth had to of come from medical considering her nasty scar Piper stopped applying the cream and handed it back to her. "Hey, you were in medical right?"
Beth nodded.
"Did you see a tall woman with librarian glasses? Black hair, green eyes?" Piper described.
Beth took a moment to think, "I'm not really sure. I try not to look at anybody in case they get angry with me."
Piper sighed, she turned to lean her back against the wall. When Piper was called to use the phones she called her father about a lawyer, and about Alex. Too bad he was like the old person stereotype that didn't know how to use a computer very well, but besides his inability to use the computer he told Piper there was an unknown inmate who died which only worried her more.
The more her thoughts about Alex being dead the more on edge she was, the more she'd lash out at anyone and unfortunately Beth was the target of that anger.
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Piper wasn't the only one with a new roommate though, Red was also given a roommate who's a lot younger and a lot more annoying. Her name was Madison but she told Red that people called her 'Badison', choosing to not call her that Red tried ignoring the girl for the first few minutes of having her there. It wasn't no picnic either.
"Are you just gonna stand there every day?" A very thick Boston accent asked, Red glared at the younger girl.
"This doesn't concern you." Red turned her attention back to the glass she was staring out of. She had been watching the inmates being moved out of the cells and grew anxious as to why she hasn't been taken out yet.
"Well what are you waiting for? It's not like you're getting released anytime soon." Badison snickered.
Red stayed silent, she watched over Nicky who was pacing around in her cell.
"Any of these girls close to you?" Badison asked, her voice softened.
"Some." Red replied shortly.
"Well… Good luck with that." Badison chuckled.
Red turned toward her, "why do I need luck?"
"You Cookies started a riot. There are Cookies in Gen Pop already so being here just means you're fucked." Badison held a smug expression.
"My girls know what to say." Red said.
"They may know but doesn't mean they will." Badison ran her fingers over her cast, Red only stayed silent until two guards came to get them. They were brought to the showers with a few other inmates, Piper was standing in front of Badison and once she glanced back she noticed the cast.
"You were in medical?" Piper whispered.
"Uh, yeah." Badison answered. "Why? You looking for someone?" Badison walked up a little too close behind Piper as she whispered.
"Yes, did you see a woman there who's tall, has black glasses and dark hair and white." Piper described desperately wanting to hear the answer that would warm her heart.
Badison shrugged, "I don't know, maybe… Maybe not."
Piper turned around to gaze at the shorter woman, "come on, just tell me a yes or no."
"Sorry don't remember." Badison replied, "you can always just go check yourself." She added.
Piper rolled her eyes, "yeah because I can just walk into med-" Piper then tripped over something and landed face first on the tiles in front of the shower, knocked cold. Badison just grins as Red glares at her from behind.
"We need assistance in the showers, we had an incident." CO Ginger spoke into her walkie talkie, she taps Piper on the shoulder a few times but she wasn't budging. "Inmate has fallen on… Her face." Ginger rolled Piper over, Blanca bent down to pick up something that was near Piper.
"I think this is her tooth." Blanca held it up.
Ginger stared at it for a few seconds before taking it from Blanca, she and the other inmates stared at Ginger as she held the chipped tooth in her hand. Ginger then ordered the other girls to shower as she stood by Piper's unconscious body with tooth in hand.
That's when Red knew, Badison would be trouble.
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"Hey, those FBI people asked me something… Weird." Abdullah plopped herself on the bed, she and Cindy would take turns sharing the bed and that board. The days were moving by incredibly slow and the more Cindy watched a few inmates leave their cell for interrogation made her more nervous about the Piscatella thing.
"Oh yeah? What?" Cindy asked, she was staring at a cell that Suzanne was put in. Suzanne hadn't come back and that worried Cindy because literally everyone knows how Suzanne can be if she's in an environment alone.
"They asked me about Taystee." Abdullah said, "and I thought they'd ask about her being a leader in the riot or whatever but they asked if she had some harmful intention to one of the COs." Abdullah watched how tense Cindy grew as she spoke, "and I told them that her true intention was to get that one guy arrested… But then they asked, has Ms. Jefferson shown interest in killing a CO."
Cindy's eyes darted quickly at the ground.
"And I said no, because she's not a killer. Then, they told me that CO Piscatella was found dead in some bunker that Taystee was in when they found her."
Cindy looked over to the cell with Janae and Taystee, Jane was jogging in place while Taystee was laying in the bed. She hasn't gotten up from that bed unless a guard would force her to stand just to beat her, or when it was her turn to shower.
"You know something don't you?" Abdullah asked.
Cindy turned to face Abdullah, she frowned. "I don't know what to do." She whispered.
"What do you mean?" Abdullah stood up worriedly.
"Look, I can't tell anybody because it won't match my story plus they wouldn't believe me." Cindy paused, "but I don't know what to do." She repeated.
"Well tell me what you don't know how to do, I'll believe you. And maybe I could help." Abdullah reached her arms out to touch Cindy's shoulders, Cindy took a deep breath.
"One of those sick guards killed a Piscatella and they want to blame it on one of us." Cindy told.
"Wait, how do you know that?"
"I was with T when they came to the bunker, and things got dark and scary… I-I took Suzanne with me and we hid under some things then the guards came back, th-they brought back a dead CO and I watched them make up a story to blame us man!" Cindy confessed.
"Holy shit." Abdullah dropped her arms from Cindy's shoulders. "What's your story exactly?"
"That i was in the supply closet with Suzanne when the raid happened." Cindy replied.
"Okay, well where's Suzanne?" Abdullah asked.
"Fuck it if I knew! I really hope she told them what I told her because I haven't seen her ass since she was taken in for questioning." Cindy started pacing around nervously.
"Well she hasn't had her medication in days, so she's probably in psych." Abdullah suspected. "Wait," Abdullah walked over to the little glass window that showed them the other inmates, "were those girls in the pool with you too?" Abdullah asked.
"Some of 'em." Cindy said.
"Okay, we need to find a way to tell them." Abdullah started to pace around too, thinking of anything that could help them find a way to deliver the news about Piscatella.
"You sure that's a good idea? I mean… what if one of 'em tries to blame me or something." Cindy panicked.
"Well don't you think T at least deserves to know? Because I'm pretty sure she's going to take a deep fall for this." Abdullah said.
"Okay, you're right. Taystee needs to know… Just How?" Cindy asked.
Abdullah looked around the small cell, she grabbed a book and ripped out one of the blank back pages and started to write a few words. Cindy watched over her and rolled her eyes, "that's too obvious." She snatched the paper from Abdullah and ripped her message off to write her own.
"Does it matter? A message is a message." Abdullah held her hands on her waist as Cindy started writing in code.
"It's gotta be clever, we don't want the wrong people reading it." Cindy dropped the pen and showed Abdullah the writing, "see? You take one look at this and your eyes just see random letters. You gotta bubble it and shit to get the message."
Abdullah smirked with a nod of approval, "so how are we going to pass this?"
Before Cindy could reply a guard banged on the door, Cindy dropped the note in fright. Ginger was looking right at her with a bored expression. "Hayes, come with me." Abdullah reached for the note and hid it in her fist. As Cindy went over to the door Abdullah mouthed, "I'll handle it." Cindy just let out a breath and walked over to the door, getting her wrist cuffed.
Before Cindy completely disappeared into a room she shared one final look with Abdullah, just hoping the other woman could spread the word before things got dropped on Taystee in Surprise.
...
Piper licked her lips as she was becoming more awake. It took her a few seconds to realize what happened and where she was. Piper sat up slowly to examine the room she was in, she was with a few other inmates who laid in hospital beds. Piper immediately noticed the absence of a part of her tooth, groaning she laid back down.
"They got you too?" A chuckle came from beside her. Piper finally recognized a bruised face Maria Ruiz laying in the bed right beside her. She had a little nose cast and a busted lip, she definitely looked worse than Piper.
Piper just nodded, being fully awake now she looked over the room again. "Is this all of Medical?" She asked out loud, she looked over everyone more carefully hoping that maybe she overlooked Alex.
"Yes, and be glad your here in. Others were told to go back to their cells." An older woman replied coldly, she was picking at her nails not bothering to look at Piper. When Piper didn't reply the woman went on, "but you just got lucky." Piper glanced toward Maria questionably.
"W-what do you mean?" Piper asked.
"A woman died earlier in that bed." The woman cleared her throat, "you probably shouldn't think about that though."
"What did she look like?" The woman looked at Piper with a bit of sorrow, nobody was truly that interested in someone who died here unless they were partners with them or just murdering psychopaths.
"Nevermind!" Piper blurted before the woman would reply, "I don't wanna know." She laid back down slowly, she closed her eyes trying to think of literally anything else that doesn't involve Alex, because everytime she thought of her she'd fill her thoughts with terrible scenarios that'll just end up making her cry.
"Yeah… You don't." The woman muttered going back to picking at her nails.
"Looking for somebody?" Maria asked.
Piper nodded, "I feel… stuck here." Piper admitted, "Like she could be anywhere you know?" Piper sniffed, "hurt or something and I wouldn't know."
Maria peeked over toward Piper, she knew that feeling all too well. "I let those guards loose." Maria stated, a few other injured inmates glanced at her but she cleared her throat to continue.
Piper sighed, "I'm pretty sure everyone knows that at this point." She paused, "why are you telling me that?"
"Chapman." Maria called, "I'm telling you this because missing someone makes you do something shit." Maria licked her lips, "I let those guards go because the only thing on my mind was Pepa." She disclosed, she frowned. "And I didn't think about nobody, then everybody suddenly hates you but you know they would've done the same thing if they were in your shoes." Maria's voice cracked, she sniffed a bit.
"Just don't do nothing stupid." Maria turned over to look away from Piper. Maria's hate for Piper dialed down after she found out about her time not extending, but her overall general feelings toward Piper is in between enemy to friend. Piper may have done some things that hurt Maria back at Litchfield, but Maria couldn't hold that to the blonde anymore, and if she couldn't hold that against her she didn't know what to hold against her.
All Maria knew was, Piper wasn't going to be her only enemy here.
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"Tell him what you just told me." Mr. Siegel said, Mr Siegel was Cindy's Jewish lawyer she had gotten after calling up one of her Jewish buddies the last few days. When Cindy first met him he was gleaming over another case he had won and that made Cindy feel reassured until she thought about the dead man in that bunker.
"So, the day was just another regular day of the riot." Cindy started, "around 12 though, I realized that I was actually getting hungry you know? And thinking about the food that was-"
"Okay yeah, skip to the raid already." The interrogator asked.
Cindy cleared her throat, "well. When those big guys came busting in I found Suzanne and took her to the closet." She told.
The interrogator raised an eyebrow at her, he knew something about her story didn't match up. "Where'd you find Ms. Warren?" He questioned.
"In our dorms, she was sleeping." Cindy replied.
"Why are you lying?" He asked, Both Cindy and her Lawyer glanced at each other questioningly.
"You can't speak to my client that way." Mr. Siegel replied.
"Then tell your client to stop lying." The interrogator said, "we found DNA matching yours on a gun that had been shot at Piscatella." Mr. Siegel looked over to Cindy as the man continued, "so tell me, where did you go during the raid?"
Cindy was left speechless.
...
"So, you're willing to take the plea." A woman sat down along with her partner, they had both suggested for Ouija to accept her assault charges which if she admitted to them she'd apparently get 'less time' but Ouija thought that was complete bullshit. But now, she had a little tale to give to the agents about a certain inmate… Ruiz.
"You know, you missed something when you interviewed me." Ouija stated, she sat forward in her seat to come a little closer to both agents who glanced at each other after she spoke.
"Oh yeah? And what may that be?" The woman asked, tapping a pen on the table.
"You asked me about the black girls and others but you failed to ask me about the one who's been in charge of the rest of us when La Jefferson was out playing debates." Ouija wanted what every inmate who got interviewed wanted, less to no time added to their sentence.
"And who was in charge?" The woman's partner asked.
"It's not that easy." Ouija smirked, "you see. If I scratch your back you gotta scratch mine back…"
"And what exactly are you hoping for in exchange for the information that you are holding?" The woman asked curiously.
"I want to see my kid." Ouija said.
"You have visitations for that." The man stated.
"Yeah but I can't fucking take him home now can I? I can't hold him at night i-if he has a nightmare or something you know? He needs me home… I need him." Ouija like many other mothers here would tell you that it's not easy being in prison while their kids are at home, doing God knows what.
Ouija doesn't talk about her son much considering it does nothing to make her feel any better. Being in prison is nobody but her own fault and she knows that, she just wished it wouldn't have any effect on her son.
"So you want less time. We can't promise you anything from taking the plea but we'll see what we can do." The woman replied, she started writing something on the clipboard before looking back up to Ouija.
"So, who's the certain inmate you speak of?"
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A/N hopefully the spanish is right I'm no spanish speaker but after everyone's through with interrogations there will be big differences from the actual season, but hey hoped you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for reading!