That evening, it was time for all the guards to leave the Penitentiary and go back home. As Paul and Bobbie-Jo left, Hal stopped them for a moment and said, "Young man, I must say that you are a fast learner! I'm quite proud of you for now, but you'll still have to work a little harder to earn my trust. I can see that your Uncle Paul seems to trust you already."
Paul grinned shyly and admitted, "Well, uh, he sure is a good kid. I know he can live up to his family's expectations – and yours!" Bobbie-Jo just smiled as Hal dismissed her and Paul. As the two walked on, Paul looked back at Hal, who had a sad look on his face.

When they arrived home, Bobbie-Jo asked Paul, "Daddy, what's up with the warden? I understand that he's in charge and all, but why's he so… agitated?"
Paul looked at Bobbie-Jo and said, "Well, for one thing, you just came here to E Block, and he seems a little suspicious about you. Women are discouraged from being prison guards, let alone police officers, and we can't let our little secret slip out. Understand?"
"Yes," Bobbie-Jo replied.
"Another thing," Paul continued with a sad expression, "Is that his wife hasn't been feeling well lately. Hal told me she's been having a lot of headaches, and sometimes can't get out of bed." As the father and daughter reached the front door, Bobbie-Jo began to feel sorry for Hal – she figured that his wife may have been in much higher danger than her father.

When Bobbie-Jo opened the door, she was shocked to see her mother looking at her with a glare, and her hands on her hips. "Barbara Josephine, what the hell were you doing this morning?" she asked her daughter.
Bobbie-Jo looked at her mother with regret and anger, but replied calmly, "Mama, I know you're really mad the way Daddy was when he found me, but you have to believe me. I just wanna help – only until he gets better!"
"Young lady, you had me worried," Jan said with a calm tone, "I swear that if you ever do anything like that again, I will tan your hide!" She turned to Paul and asked him with a frown, "Paul, why didn't you just bring her home after you found her?"
Paul looked at his wife with a serious look and said, "Jan, I apologize for not bringing our baby home – but 'he' is now going to be a guard until my bladder heals."
"He?" Jan asked with a raised brow.
"Me, BJ," Bobbie-Jo said proudly, but still with some edginess in her voice, "I'm a prison guard now."
Jan didn't say anything for quite a while, and then she looked at her husband with an unsure look. Paul just nodded and then Jan asked, "Paul, do you really think this is gonna be a good idea to let Bobbie-Jo work there among those men?"
"Most of my men, yes," Paul answered, "But BJ will have to watch 'himself' among our inmates, and a certain nephew of our state's First Lady."
"I'll do good, Mama, I promise!" Bobbie-Jo said as she removed her hat and placed it over her heart.
Jan looked at her daughter with an approving but disappointed look, and then embraced her with a hug. "Very well," she said, "But please be careful. Don't do anything stupid."
"Oh, you should've seen her today, Jan," Paul assured his wife with a proud smile, "She tackled a hell of lotta training in one day!"
"Oh, did you?" Jan asked her daughter. Bobbie-Jo just stood tall and proud before everyone went inside to eat supper.

Later that night, Bobbie-Jo had just climbed into bed when a knock came at her door. "Come in," she called.
Paul walked in, wearing his pajamas and robe, and then told Bobbie-Jo as he walked over to her, "BJ, I just wanted to remind you that we have a new inmate coming in. So be sure to get a good night sleep, nephew."
Paul chuckled and playfully ruffled Bobbie-Jo's now-short hair, making her laugh and say in her manly voice, "All right, Uncle Paul. I will do that!" She then leaned up to kiss her father on the forehead and whispered in her normal voice, "Good night."
"Good night, sweet pea," Paul replied, "Pleasant dreams." He then proceeded to leave his daughter's bedroom, and Bobbie-Jo turned her lamp off before settling in a sleeping position to sleep.

Later, Bobbie-Jo dreamed that she was in one of the prison cells; her wrists and ankles were bound and tied to both ends of the bed, and she was wearing only her guard pants and a bra. As she groaned and struggled to get free, the poor girl heard some whistling. The tune sounded cheerful, but at the same time, it was somewhat haunting. As the sound grew nearer and nearer, Bobbie-Jo became more and more worried and scared; she knew that someone was going to hurt her. When the door of her cell opened, she looked to see that the whistler was none other than Percy! He gave an evil smirk at her and sneered, "I know something about you, sweetheart. I know that you're really… a gal." Percy then ran his finger up Bobbie-Jo's abdomen and began touching her breast. The poor girl just screamed, "No! It's not what you think! PLEASE!" She let out a horrifying scream just as everything then went blank and she woke up from her nightmare.
Bobbie-Jo woke up with cold sweat on her body and panted in fear. She then took a deep breath to control herself, and looked around; she then began to fear that sooner or later, Percy or someone else at E Block would find out her secret!