Broken Bridges 7

Ooh, envy has started to ensue in the prison cells. But how bad will it get, if it ever does? And by the way, many thanks, again, to all you great reviewers. You'll make your men, or women, proud. Hell, you'll make Danny proud, too! Plus, just for you guys, I might fulfill my promises for the dirty chapters. Wee.

Jeez, I can't believe we've made it this long: Several chapters? And I'm trying to make it to twenty. Ha, I'm so sure of myself.

And to the anonymous reviewer- You think this is bad? Baby, you haven't even seen how sick I can get…

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Officer Flack whistled as he strolled down the A Block pathway while the prisoners around him were getting ready for him to call "Lights out!"

He himself had to stretch a little, not to mention whisper out a yawn; these late night shifts were going to be the death of him. Then he remembered that his day off was in two days, distant, but at least it was a break.

Flack just didn't know how he'd manage.

He looked up when he heard a…giggle…? Or a laugh, or something, coming out of Messer and Taylor's cell. Flack smiled a little when an image of that cute little Messer boy laughing came running into his head. He decided that he needed to talk to Danny real quick, so he turned on his heel and headed to the steps that led up to the pathway to the cell.

As he was walking, he unnoticeably strayed a little too close to a cell and was caught by a terrifying surprise when a con slapped his ass hard. He yelped and nearly went three feet in the air. He whirled around angrily, mild fright shown on his face.

"Cut it out or I'll beat your damn head in!!" He pointed a shaking finger at the man.

The con chuckled. "Hey, ya know what ya can beat for me?"

Flack growled in frustration and gave up as the other cons laughed and wolf whistled. He continued on his interrupted journey up the stairs. He opted to walk closer to the railing ledge this time rather than get his rear grabbed at again-or worse.

Finally, he reached the end where his destination was and he sighed a little in safe relief.

Blushing slightly, he moved inwards toward the cell and leaned slight against the bars. The two cons were busy laughing at each other instead of noticing his presence, so he coughed.

Danny looked in his direction and his smile seemed to grow wider. "Oh, hello."

"Um, hi." He gulped when he saw Mac glaring at him.

"Do you need something, kid?" The older man asked with a hint of annoyance evident in his voice.

He averted his nervous gaze back to Danny. "Uh, yeh, I need to talk to Mr. Messer just briefly."

Danny sat up from his lying down position. "Sure man, what about?"

"It's kinda…well you see…can I talk to you tomorrow during lunch? Privately?" The words almost spilled from his mouth.

Danny shrugged. "Okay, sounds fine. See ya then, Flack-O." He waved while Mac sent a final glare his way.

"Okay." Flack waved as well, gulping once again because of Mac, and then proceeded to walk down the path way, bellowing "Lights out!"

The lights clicked off and darkness filled A Block.

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"Hey Nick, your stalker boyfriend's back, look! He's comin' this way!" Warrick laughed and pointed at the accused.

"Your not serious," He looked behind him and screeched, and then practically dove behind the bleachers to get out of view. "Don't tell the little bastard I'm here!"

The other guys started laughing as little Nigel Crane stalked his way up to them.

"Excuse me, but would you happen to know where I might find Officer Nick?" He asked innocently, his fingers twiddling together.

"Sure," Speed replied, jerking his thumb behind him. "He's behind the bleachers."

Nigel walked three feet behind them and sure enough, he found Nick lying in the grass with an irritated look on his face.

"Oh Nick, what ever are you doing back here?"

"Playing Hide-and-Seek."

"Ah. Well then, it's good that I found you, I've got this marvelous discovery that I'd like to show you!" Nigel clapped his small hands in excitement, his big gray eyes pleading like a puppy's.

Nick groaned and stood up, slowly making his way behind the hurrying Nigel.

Nick threw a look back at the guys that read 'Dear God, save me!', but once again, they all just burst out into laughter, except Mac.

"Okay, Nigel, what is it that you have to show me?" Nick asked tiredly.

"This." Nigel said, going to the fence where he lifted up a big chunk of ground. "See? Aren't they beautiful?"

Nick moved in to get a closer look and scrunched his nose. "They're ants, Nigel."

Nigel sighed dramatically. "Yes, pathetic, I know, but they're really very interesting…"

Nick was silent for a moment before he turned around and started leaving. "Okay Nigel, I'll leave ya to it. Have fun."

"Oh, I will Nick, thanks!" The little man smiled broadly and waved at the hurriedly retreating man.

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Speed looked around the large prison yard, yawning in boredom. "So Mac, where's Danny, I haven't seen him since lunch?"

Mac squinted. He was not in the mood for much talk or anything else, seeing as Danny was busy elsewhere.

"He's having a conversation with Flack." He muttered through gritted teeth.

"Oh." Speed shut up at the sight of seething anger.

Mac hadn't moved his eyes from their place since the moment he set them, blinking only every once in a while. He was glaring at the sight of Danny and Flack talking to each other in the distance. Flack had a hand placed nervously behind his head while Danny had his arms connected behind his back, a leg lifted that dragged his pant leg up slightly. They looked like a pair of giggling schoolgirls with a crush.

Mac was inwardly infuriated.

About two minutes later, Danny came bouncing back up to them, grinning from ear to ear, and his face in a deep blush.

"Hey, guys!" He said cheerily.

"Hey." Replied every one but Mac who still looked sullen.

"So," Speed started, leaning in closer, "What'd you guys talk about?"

"Well…nah, I shouldn't, it's none of your business."

"Aw, please Daniel? We all wanna know." Greg pressed.

Danny finally gave in; He couldn't ignore the puppy dog eyes that Speed and Greg were giving him. "Hmm, fine. But only if you all promise not to tell anyone."

Speed and Greg both crossed their fingers behind their backs and nodded. "Promise."

"Okay, Flack just confessed his great liking towards me and he wanted to know if I felt the same."

There was a pause from everyone, and then "Well, do you?"

"A little." Danny shrugged.

The other guys smiled and started to laugh a little, but it was all quickly cut short when someone flatly said the word "Faggot."

They all looked towards Mac who had his back turned to them.

"Huh? What'd you say, Mac?" Danny asked, dumbfounded.

Mac stopped leaning against the fence and started to walk away from the group, never looking back at them.

If you asked him, Danny would swear to you that he felt his poor heart break.

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Flack fell to the floor in a bloodied, dazed heap. Mac's powerful hit had been strong, but not strong enough to knock the guy out completely.

"Flack!!" Danny screamed, running hurriedly to the tall man's side. The COs on shift flocked over to the crowd of inmates huddled around the fallen one.

Flack's nose and upper lip were gushing blood, dribbling down the sides of his face and onto the floor. Danny angrily whirled his head around to face a bored looking Mac.

"What the hell's wrong with you?!"

Mac stood his ground and answered nonchalantly. "Envy. I hope that part gets through to you."

Danny was confused and angry now. "Huh? What are you-?"

Mac had no time to answer, for he was being dragged away by Nick and Greg, most definitely to the hole. He'd probably stay there for maybe a week or more.

Danny now understood and jumped to his feet, leaving a hurt Flack lying on the ground. He ran over to them. "Wait you guys, no! Mac, I-!"

"Sorry Danny," said an apologetic Nick, "He's gotta go for a while, he assaulted on officer."

Danny shook his head and jumped at Mac. He pulled the man's head in closer and their lips met, briefly, but lovingly. Everyone, especially Mac and Flack looked at Danny with wide eyes.

"You…" Mac started, but before he could finish, the cell block doors closed on him and the two COs.

As Flack was finally pulled to his feet, he met eyes with Danny. Both blue pairs looked lost and pained. Flack's vision was broken when a CO grabbed his arm and started to take him to Nurse Alex.

Flack felt heartbroken, thinking that that was Danny's final decision.

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Flack groaned as Nurse Alex wiped the blood carefully off of his face.

"Your nose isn't broken, but that's a good thing too, honey, otherwise it'd ruin that pretty face." She laughed jokingly. Flack smiled.

"Well, do I have to wear a bandage or somethin'?"

"Yes," she said, walking to the cupboard where she retrieved the mentioned bandage. "But only for a couple of days. Ya know, keep it safe and everything."

She walked back over to Flack and lifted the bandage to his face. "Here you go." She placed it gently on his nose, covering the bruise and swelling.

"Alright baby, you're free to go, and here's a few aspirin for ya." She handed him the little pills, which he then swallowed dry.

He hopped off of the seat and walked to the door.

"Thanks."

"Any time, sweetie."

And with that, he left.

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Yay, an introducing of two new characters! I'm sorry, I love that freak Nigel, so I just had to throw him in, and Nurse Alex was just too good of an idea to give up.

Well, there's the seventh chapter, all nice and made long for ya. Review, please, it boosts my ego-I mean hard work skills. Hope you like the mild slashiness, for there's more to come!

Once again, thanks for reading. Danny loves you.