I don't own Oz, Law and Order SVU or the characters.

Toby stood looking into the family visitors' area for a while before he even thought about walking in. Inside he could see Detective Stabler questioning O'Reily. It didn't look like it was going very well by the scowl on Stabler's face. There were four other inmate's visiting with their friends and families. Two he didn't know, along with Poet and Robson. Robson's eyes were firmly on Stabler, all conversation with his sister had stopped. Poet kept shooting Stabler suspicious looks.

The meeting with Sister Pete and Arif hadn't taken as long as he was expecting. He had hoped Stabler would have been done with his interrogation of O'Reily by the time he was supposed to meet with Chris. It didn't look like the fates were on his side today though. He thought about what Chris might do when he saw the detective, a shiver ran up his spine. He may be the love of Toby's life but he was under no delusion. Chris Keller was a stone-cold killer, and he wouldn't hesitate to do it again.

"You going in or standing out here all day?" Officer Lopresti asked.

"Finally raped and maimed your way out of death row I see." He'd never been a fan of the Aryan CO. Everyone knew he was under Schillinger's thumb.

"Shut the fuck up and get inside."

"I don't think you're supposed to talk to visitor's like that."

"You're not a visitor. You're just playing house right now; you'll be back sooner or later. Just like they all are."

Wanting to get away from the man, he did walk inside the visiting area. There were two types of visitation at Oz. First was through the plexiglass. The visitor always chose which one they wanted. Some didn't want to be that close to convicts. It was different with their own convict, but a room full of them was disconcerting. Then there was the family visiting area. Again there was two of them. One just for small children, it had been where they brought his children to see him. Then the one he was walking into. It was more calming than the plexiglass and less homey than the children's room.

Stabler met his eyes when he walked into the room. Rules were very strict in the prison so he didn't go over and see if he could help. Not that he would, it wasn't his business. He did hear O'Reily make a smart remark. Toby decided to ignore it, it wouldn't help if he was riled up before Chris came in. It didn't matter if O'Reily thought that Beecher was trying to replace Chris with Stabler, nothing could be further from the truth.

Just as he sat down, his back to the wall, he saw him. Chris filled the doorway with his impressive body but his eyes were solely on Toby. Then there was a shift and they were firmly on Stabler. The CO that went to get him must have told him about the man. Finally, Chris' eyes shifted back to Toby and his face lit up. People thought Chris was unfeeling but that wasn't the truth. He just felt things differently. His love for Toby was possessive and controlling but it was so intoxicating that Toby couldn't deny him.

Chris Keller didn't know what to make of the man that looked like him. He would have to think more about it later, and how take advantage of it. Right now he had something more important to attend to. It had been a year since Toby had come to visit him. It was his fault, he knew that. It had all happened so fast. When Toby told him about the woman he was dating, all Chris could see was Toby slipping away from him. He couldn't let that happen. That was his only excuse for trying to get Toby back with him in Oz.

But Toby had gotten sick and was unable to walk into the sting. After one letter explaining that he was ending things, there had been nothing else. When he found out today that Toby was visiting today and would be seeing him, he was over the moon. He hoped that it meant Toby had forgiven him. He already had a plan in the works to bring Toby back to him, but this was quicker.

Strutting across the room he made to make a show of pulling Toby up out of the chair and into a hug. Toby resisted at first but quickly followed suit. He was allowed a hug and kiss at the beginning and the end of the visit, and he was damn sure going to get it. There was no worry of outing himself to those in the room. They all knew about him and Toby. And for another reason he wanted his look alike to know who Toby belonged to, the CO had told him that they had arrived together. That didn't sit right with him.

Grabbing Toby's face, he shoved his tongue down the man's throat.

"Get a room," he heard O'Reily say.

"Would if I could," Chris muttered, just loud enough for Toby to hear.

"That's enough, boys," Holloway, a CO transfer from Rocky Mountain State said.

Breaking apart they sat down at the table. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the look alike staring.

"You came back," he said happily.

"Why? Can you just tell me that?" Toby was frowning.

"I thought I could let you go, I was wrong."

"The funny thing is I can't even blame you. I knew you wouldn't be able to let go. It's sick that I didn't even want you to let go. But Chris, I had to keep my nose clean. I have custody of Holly and Harry now." Toby then hesitated and the bad feeling in Chris' gut since Toby let started to grow. "I have another son now too."

Fury. Red-hot fury. That's all he felt. He couldn't really blame Toby; it wasn't like he was celibate since Toby had been gone. But that was just sex.

"The teacher?" he asked, his voice harsh.

"No, turns out she just couldn't handle everything. It was just some one-night stand."

"Are you using again?" As much as he wanted Toby back, he didn't want him like that. Toby shook his head and Chris relaxed a little. "Sharing custody?"

"No, he's all mine. She wasn't the maternal type."

Now was as good time as ever to bring his news up. "Speaking of not the maternal type."

"I already told her I'd take the baby. The baby is part of you, I couldn't let her be adopted out."

"A girl? It's a girl?" Warden Querns moved Claire out to the front gate for safety. A pregnant CO in Ad Seg was a lawsuit waiting to happen. Chris spent six months there, which is how they were in this situation.

"Yeah, I'm going to have my brother write up the contract. I'll be adopting her; that okay with you?"

Just by sheer will he was able to keep the grin off his face. It was all going according to plan. "Will you bring her to see me?"

"She's you daughter, of course. As long as you don't play mind games with her."

Reaching over he grabbed Toby's and. "Thanks, Tob."

"No touching." The asshole CO yelled.

Chris let go and moved his hands back in front of him.

"Who's the guy?" He didn't need to be more specific.

"Detective Stabler. His daughter watches the kids. I think he's following me around waiting for me to slip up."

"I have some connections. I can have him taken care of for you." Toby knew him well enough to read behind the lines. 'I'll be watching you.'

"Promise me you won't pull that shit again. If I'm going to be raising your daughter, I can't be back here."

"I promise as long as you do me a favor."

"What?"

"You can't get remarried."

"What? That's absurd."

"Listen, I was treated like shit by my father's bitch of a wife. He wasn't any better but at least he treated me like shit just like his kids from that woman. She treated them like they were fucking princesses while she treated me like garbage. Please, just wait till she's an adult."

He saw the moment that Toby decided to agree. It was a victory. He thanked his bitch of a step-mother in his head then. It was the god's honest truth. When he was thrown in Lardner at seventeen was the last time he saw any of them. He had no need for them anymore, just Toby.

Never had Chris wanted anyone the way he wanted Toby. Maybe his love for him was too intense. All he knew was that he couldn't live without seeing Toby again. That was when the idea of forever tying himself to the man occurred to him. Claire had been surprisingly easy to manipulate, all he had to do was fill her head with pretty lies. Convincing her to hand the baby over to Toby had been a little harder. He just pointed out that if a paternity test was run on the baby, she would be in the women's prison before the baby's first bath.

Toby would bring his daughter to see him for the next eighteen years. For a little while each month he would have what he wanted. Toby. He didn't really care about the kid yet but was sure she would grow on him. Toby would never be able to move on, he'd have a living, breathing reminder that he was still Chris'.

"I don't want you spending time with that detective either," Chris told Toby.

"He's straight, Chris."

"So are we." Toby a little more than him. "I don't like the way he looks at you."

"And how's that?"

"Like he's trying to figure out a puzzle. Toby, you can't afford for this cop to figure you out. Like what really happened to Hank. How Metzger died. Not to mention-

"Shut the fuck up," Beecher hissed, looking around to see if anyone had heard them.

"Just remember, I'm here for life. I've got nothing to lose if I lost you."

Toby would love to say that when he left he held his head up high. That he didn't kiss and embrace Chris after he threatened him. That would be a lie."

Chris was lead out, just as he was about to leave also Elliot called him over. Toby hesitated, it was against the rules.

"I need him for a moment officer," Elliot told the CO. Apparently he knew who Elliot was because he nodded.

"Hey, Beech," O'Reily said when he sat down at the table.

"O'Reily."

"I need your help to get him to talk," Elliot said, looking extremely pissed off. O'Reily had that effect on people.

Toby looked at Elliot with surprised eyes. "Why would I ever do that?"

O'Reily grinned and sat back in his seat. Obviously, he had told Elliot he was out of luck beforehand.

"There is too little children missing, I thought you would actually give a damn about missing kids. I guess not."

That was all Toby needed to hear. He would find another way home. Even if he had to call Trevor with his wandering hands.

Elliot watched as Toby walked out of the room.

"Fuck, I thought I was an uncaring son-of-a-bitch. Just so you know the whole time his kids were missing he was tore up. But thanks for bringing that up, I'm sure he's gotten over his son being killed."

Toby lucked out and a prisoner he had helped was getting released that day. He hadn't known him while he was inside, Dale was in Unit J for most of his time. He was an ex-cop locked up for not being a corrupt cop in a corrupted department. After six years of a twenty-year sentence he was out. Dale's wife was there to pick him up and they were nice enough to give Toby a ride back to the city. He was done being nice to Detective Stabler.