Allie was thinking about it. She can say that the last "normal" day she had at Wentworth was two months ago. It was the day Frankie had that big meltdown and their friendship finally settled and found its base. All that started with Franky Doyle getting her brain worked up and letting her anger and rage getting the best of her. Thankfully it ended quickly. As soon as she straddled the young blonde she came out from the haze which was fogging her mind and she collapsed on the floor sobbing and crying violently.
Strangely this event instead of ending in a disaster was the start of the friendship between Allie Novak and Franky Doyle. This time they were not bonded over the memory of Bea but because they were both down and both needed someone to lean on. Allie sat down next to Franky on the floor and they were talking for hours. Franky told her all about Bridget and the mess she was in while Allie finally lets out all the pain and anger she was holding in since Bea died. As they cried and talked they have learned a lot about each other and found out that they have a lot in common. They both hate Fergusson and they are both so much in love that it was painful to get through each day.
They have made plans how to get Franky out and how to help Allie revenge Bea without getting killed or locked up for life. The first step was contacting Bridget. It was obvious that Franky needed to apologize and get herself together. She was lost and miserable without her Gidge. There was no other way just to swallow her pride and put away her insecurities and bad habits. She needed Bridget to be able to function and she needed her help if she ever wanted to get out.
Yes, that conversation and those days were the last quiet ones in Wentworth. That time Fergusson managed to put together a crew and all shit got to lose. Plus it hit the fan. Wentworth and its habitants didn´t remember this kind of mess ever before. Half of the women were high on drugs. Medical was full because of the constant fights and drug related issues. Everyone was on edge. The screws were stressed too and with the slot being full they didn´t have it easy.
Kaz couldn't handle it, Vera couldn't handle it and Franky didn't want to. She is too smart to get into something that could prolong her stay and hurt her chances to get out. They were trying to come up with something, Bridget was a great asset outside the walls, but everything failed. Allie really wanted to get her revenge and kill Fergusson but that was hard to do even when she was alone. Now when she had people behind her it was almost impossible.
At the beginning, Kaz tried to resist but she ended up in medical along with Boomer and few weeks after it was Doreen. So, the priorities have changed. It went from how to stop them to how to survive within few days. Weeks have passed and the women now understood what having a good top dog really meant. Wentworth was a war zone – literally. Everyone was in grave danger 24/7, no one was safe. That much was clear after they have found Mel with a slit throat in the bathroom. Women of Wentworth were out of control.
When the day of Fergusson´s trial came the whole prison was on high alert. Her crew wanted her back, the rest of the women wanted her out – probably Vera Bennet too – Franky and Allie wanted her locked up in a mental institution for life. News from Bridget was not too optimistic though. Bridget had some help from lawyers and other psychologist but they were short of proof. Fergusson is a brilliant psychopath – the most dangerous kind.
Currently, the H1 crew and some friends are gathered in H1 watching the trial live. Everyone is worked up, everyone for other reason though. Boomer, Liz, and Franky were together on the couch, Doreen was sitting at the table with some blonde girl and Kaz. Allie was curled up on the chair in front of Kaz. A few minutes ago they showed as the Freak arrived. The trial itself was just about to start. The room was exceptionally quiet. After the opening statements Vera was called in as the first witness – and she was destroyed by the defense. There were a bunch of "fucks" and "shits" echoing on the walls. This started really badly. She was discredited as a witness and even as a governor. Her relationship with Jake Stewart coming out as well as other shady moves she made.
Next one was mister Jackson. He did better but it was still not a victory, especially not after what happened to the governor. His testimony was better and more collected until his so-called drug issues came to the light. Then it went to hell too.
- Fuck sake! – Kaz exhaled her frustration. – What the hell, there is no one in this building who is not neck deep in some shit!
Franky stirred and elbowed Boomer by accident who hissed but stayed quiet. With how the events unfolded, Franky was sure that her relationship with Bridget will come out for sure when the blonde takes the stand.
Bridget came after the thirty minutes break they had and she was good. Coming clean about her relationship with Franky first making sure that everyone knows she is professional as well as the experts coming after her. They were convincing, explaining and showing how sick Joan Fergusson really is. Boomer cheered them on and everyone except Franky and Allie laughed. They were not in the mood for jokes or laughing as they well knew the situation is bad.
There was a little commotion and then the prosecution called their last witness. Bea Smith.
Silence. Everyone froze in spot. Everyone in H1 as well as in the court hall. Bea Smith is dead. How can the prosecution call her? Do they want to play some recording? No, they had no recording.
The door opened and a thin brunette appeared. Franky had to look twice to recognize her normally red-haired friend. She gasped and couldn´t take her eyes off the screen. Bea Smith alive and well was just about to sit on the chair in the witness stand. Long brown hair pulled into a ponytail made her face standing out. Her face was not so filled than before, obviously, she lost a lot of weight. Despite that, she looked strong her eyes were shining with determination and then she smiled.
The camera zoomed on Fergusson who was in shock pale as a sheet of paper. The prosecutor explained the circumstances which led to faking Bea Smith´s death and then they started. Nobody in H1 moved or have taken a breath. They were staring at the screen, some of them with mouths open taking in every word their old top dog said. Just when she has finished and got escorted out they have dared to move.
All eyes were suddenly on Allie Novak who was silently crying but was trying to memorize every word and every second she saw her Bea. Now she finally took a breath and ran into her cell with Franky right behind her. Kaz wanted to join but Franky slammed the door into her face.
Allie started sobbing loudly and Franky tried to find the right words but couldn´t. She had no idea what to say. She just placed her hand on the young blonde´s back and started rubbing soothing circles.
After ten-fifteen minutes the sobs stopped and Allie turned around facing Franky who had tears in her eyes too.
- She is alive. – Allie stated. Franky smiled and nodded.
- She is.
- It is a miracle!
- It is. – Franky laughed. – Fuck sake, Red is capable of anything.
- What now? She is in Barnhurst. She was there the whole time. - Allie winced and let out a frustrated laugh. - When she was dead she was closer to me than she is now. How screwed that is?
- That is not true.
- It is and I´m so damned just for thinking that.
- Listen to me! You are high on emotions now. I can´t even imagine how you feel because I have to say - I feel crazy. It is so unbelievable. You have to let it sink.
Allie nodded. She knew Franky is right but it is easy to say - harder to do. She felt her heart racing in her chest. It was hammering there since the first second she saw Bea walking into the court hall. Franky squeezed her knee.
- I know Red Allie, do you think that she would testify without getting something in return? I assume she is on her way here now.
Allie jumped into sitting position.
- Do you think so?
- Of course! She is so crazy about you. Maybe she is already here.
Allie smiled at the thought but then her smiles faltered.
- No, no, no! She can´t come here! What about Fergusson?! They can´t be under one roof!
- They will lock her into a psych ward.
- Yes, but she will be here while the trial last. It will take few more days for sure.
- I think that you can survive few more days. – Franky winked.
Logically yes, that made sense. Few days would be alright but what if it is never. Three loud knocks on the door interrupted them. Startling them both as they were immersed in their conversation. Will Jackson waved through the window before opening the door.
- Doyle, can you give us a minute.
Franky raised her eyebrows.
- Of course mister Jackson. –she said and glancing one more time at Allie she left the cell.
- I assume you know. – Will Jackson asked making one step closer to the bed. Allie nodded.
- Yes, we watched it. – she looked at him - Did you knew?
The guard shook his head.
- No, I had no idea either had the governor. It went beyond us. – he said then he took one more step closer and looked behind himself checking if someone is watching through the window.
- I had a very interesting phone call a few minutes ago. Someone was very persistent. She demanded to talk to you. – he smiled taking out his phone and throwing it on the bed.
- Hide it. It is my personal phone so for Christ sake don´t show it around. I will bring you another one tomorrow.
- Thank you mister Jackson. – she hid the phone under her pillow. - Don´t you worry, I won´t even tell the girls.
She stood up and followed him outside the cell. As mister Jackson left the women gathered around Allie.
- Are you alright? – Liz asked softly and Allie nodded.
- Yes, I´m alright.
- What did mister Jackson want? – Franky yelled from the couch.
- He was just curious if I heard.
- I´m sure it is shocking but soon you will see just the fact that she is alive and that is a miracle.
Liz smiled at her and gave her a hug.
- Yes, it is! – Allie smiled. – Guys if you don´t mind now I want to be alone and process. Would you give me a favor and bring me something from the dinner. I don´t feel like going.
- Of course love, no worries. Just don´t forget we are here for you.
- I know. – Allie smiled at them before going back into her cell. She laid down on her side and grasped the phone with one hand under the pillow. Thoughts were running havoc in her head. She saw Bea´s face and brown hair when she closed her eyes. "Bea is alive!" It was unbelievable. Allie suffered so much in last few months. She got accustomed to pain and loneliness. The phone suddenly vibrated in her hand and she felt her breath stop. Slowly she pulled it out from under the pillow and she was looking at the screen for a few seconds before picking it up and placing to her ear.
- Bea? – she asked with a quiet shaky voice.
There was silence and then she heard a sob and sharp breathing.
- Yes, beautiful, it´s me. – raspy shaking voice said and now it was Allie´s turn to sob. She wiped her tears and smiled pushing the phone to her ear painfully.
- I love you so much! – Allie choked out smile spreading on her face. It felt so unreal saying those words and knowing that Bea is alive to hear them.
- I love you too so much! – Allie heard from the other side and there it was again, a flood of tears sliding down her cheeks.
- I wish I could be there with you. I would do anything to hug you.
- Me too Allie, me too. – she heard the smile in Bea´s voice.
- I don´t even know what to ask?
- Then tell me about you. How are you? What is going on there?
Allie smiled and comfortably nestled in on the bed trying to hide the phone in case someone barges in.
- I´m great, never been better. Girls are good too. We were all in shock, then we all cried and now they are all excited.
- Tell them I said hi.
- I can´t. – Allie giggled. – They have no clue I have Jackson´s phone. They would kill me. I will let them talk to you tomorrow. At least I think that I will have a phone. Will said something in that line.
- I told him to get you a phone as you can´t have his forever.
- I love you. – Allie repeated as she felt the warmth spread through her body and soul. It was calming and soothing. Her wounds already started healing.
- I love you too. – sounded the reply. – I´m healed enough for transfer. As soon as the trial is over I´m heading back.
Allie heard the words and as soon as her brain processed them she tried to swallow over the big lump in her throat. Bea is alive and coming to her. This is the best day of her life. Day, when not just Bea Smith but Allie Novak was born again too. No matter what will happen from now on, she knows that everything will be alright.