A/N: As I explained to one of my reviewers, this story will jump forward in time in some of the chapters but not a lot but for the moment the guys are still in the shower. This was meant to be part of the last chapter but because it was so late when I finished the other chapter about 3 a.m in the morning and I just could not keep my eyes open any longer despite the fact my muse was still cruising.

Juice hissed and shivered a little as the water from the showers hit his back, it stung slightly as the water made contact with it but it also felt good to finally remove some of the dirt and grime that had started to build up on his body in the three days it had been since he had last entered this room.

He knew that he would not be entirely clean not after what the guard had done to him the night before Happy had returned to their cell from his week long holiday in solitary but enough to feel maybe a little cleaner or at least he hoped.

The showers were noisy today, more than usual were using them before they made their way to the canteen for the slop that made up their meals, it wasn't bad food he thought but it was not good either, he knew that as soon as they were out and free of Stockton that he would have to go on a hard detox to rid his body of all the crap that had been put in it while here in prison.

Juice had zoned out again as he was washing and did not realize that three sets of hungry eyes were watching him through the mist that had formed from the steam of the not hot enough water as it beat down unrelenting on the bodies standing beneath it.

Off to one side from where the sons were cleaning themselves, three men stood washing themselves and watching the other naked bodies of the other prisoners around them. They were hungry and not for food as they watched the prisoners wash down their gleaming wet skin and all three of them felt their lust growing at the sight of so many naked bodies in front of them.

The idea of just owning one of those bodies or even more excited the three men as they had watched for potential prey as it had moved into the shower room to clean itself. They had all perked up with interest when they saw the small lithe form of the Puerto Rican that they had tried to force their intentions on a few days but the sight of the tall tattooed man with him made them pause in their watching of their intended prey.

The urge to subdue and own the ass of the smaller tanned Latino male still beat within them but they knew now that the other sons were out of solitary that they would have to take it very slowly and carefully if they did not want to gain the interest of the Latino's brothers and especially the larger man. All three men knew of his reputation and they did not want to experience themselves just what he would do if they tried to touch his brother.

So they decided between them to continue to watch and learn more before they would again try and grab the smaller man, they had thought when they had tried to grab the Latino a few days before and then been stopped by the guard that they would have ended up in solitary themselves but had been pleasantly surprised when no action other than the guard catching them and then stopping them from continuing their assault on Juice, when they had managed after he had surprisinlgy fought back to get him finally down onto the cold wet floor of the shower.

They were so engrossed in their watching of Juice that they were unaware of a set of eyes that landed on them, angry eyes that seemed to darken even more than they already were as they watched the three would be rapists watch their prey.

Happy had been keeping an eye on the other prisoners around his brothers as he had washed himself and done his job as enforcer for the club protecting his brothers backs while they were all inside, he knew that the others would be doing the same watching and protecting his back. He had allowed his eyes casually to roam about the room and he had become aware during his not so casual search of the room for possible trouble the three sets of eyes, that seemed to have zeroed in on Juice and he spied the Russian tattoos that marked the bodies of the men who were intent it seemed on watching his cell mate as he stood unaware of them beneath the shower next to him.

He knew instinctively without being told that these three men were responsible for some of the bruises that his cell mate sported and that he was going to be paying these three bastards a visit. He finished his washing and noticed that the others were ready to leave and that Juice had zoned again while standing under the shower next to him, shaking his head at his friend's stupidity he reached forward and grabbed Juice's arm as the smaller man came back to reality.

Juice flinched again as he felt a hand grab his arm and without thinking he went to strike out at whoever had grabbed his arm only to be stopped by a voice he knew.

"It's me Juice."

Juice looked up and saw Happy's grim face as he studied him before he felt his hand leave his arm and Happy nodded towards the others who were waiting for the two of them, he could see the curiosity in their eyes and knew that they were wondering about his bruises.

Walking beside Happy who it seemed to be putting himself protectively between Juice and the ever watchful eyes of the other prisoners, he made his way out of the shower grabbing his towel that he had hung up, drying himself off and dressing as they made their way to the canteen for breakfast.

A/N: This was a really intense chapter for me to write and I hope I managed to protray the intensity of it in the words, please let me know how you found this chapter in a review. It would nice to know if I managed to get the intensity just right.