She could tell that he throughly enjoyed any physical contact the two of them shared. Any gentle touch or accidental pet of her palm or fingers against his bare back, was appreciated. Adira was standing in front of him, finishing her last examination of the back of his neck. Digger's shoulders were bowed in and his back was hunched over. Adira had to check on him every minute or so, making sure he hadn't accidentally fallen asleep.

Without notice, he shifted his weight forwards and startled her. She hastily brought up her hands in a panic, assuming he'd passed out or worse. But, what was happening was quite the opposite.

Digger's body shifted forwards in the chair as he reached out and pulled Adira to him. He didn't pull her down or use too much force, but he did mildly envelop her. Digger let his head rest into her stomach, and wrapped his large arms around her small hips, making sure to let his calloused hands rest under her work shirt and against her bare back.

Her hands had flared up in attention, ready to catch him at a moments notice, unsure of what was happening until it was over. His greasy, wet hair rested against her stomach, slowly soaking through her button up work shirt. Without hesitation, she brought down her hands and let them rest against his broad shoulders, dotingly letting her hands gently rub the brawny muscles that covered his bare back.

He had a handful of tattoos, most of which looked like they had a story behind them, and more scars than she'd ever seen on a human being. The one time she'd asked about a large scar on his abdomen that she could very easily see was from a knife wound, she got the run around. Digger was persistent in telling her that it was from a BBQ skewer at his nana's house, even though she pointed out the wound was far too big for that.

He was an idiot, but she enjoyed being with him more than anyone else.

The longer she let her thumbs press and knead against his body, the more she could feel the tips of his fingers press into her bare skin. For a short moment, she could begin to feel his hot breaths soak through her damp shirt, sending goosebumps along her chilled abdomen.

This moment that she shared with him had felt more close and intimate than nearly anything she'd ever experienced. It wasn't just his physical touch or the fact that she had just saved his life; it was in those few minutes that they cradled each other quietly that she knew that he felt the same way she did.

" Why did he do this to you. "

Adira's question was uncomfortable, but to her surprise, Digger deeply laughed into her body and answered her. The sensation of his voice vibrating against the damp skin of her stomach, made her heart skip a beat.

" Be'caus he's a cunt. "

Digger's words were nearly incoherent, as he refused to move his arms or head from her body, being perfectly fine with answering her questions in short mumbles. She took a deep breath, and let the palm of one of her hands rest against the back of his neck. There was a small silence between them, but Adira hadn't noticed. Her mind was clouded with the thoughts of Digger getting ambushed by Runner.

" Told'em it'd be smart to keep his hands off of ya' and he didn't like that. "

Adira's face became more stern, as her brow furrowed and she began to realize that she had never told Digger that Runner was the one who had assaulted her. This led to more questions, and she now assumed that this wasn't the first time Runner had gotten into shit for hurting women, and that maybe it was common knowledge among the inmates.

" Did you at least get a good shot in ? "

A wicked smile spread across her face as she glanced down to him. He let out a blunt laugh and sighed into her body, while his hands were unwavering and still hooked around her waist.

" Tha piss weak guard? " Digger paused, thinking for a moment. " Ya-you'd better fuckn'believe it. "

She smiled and continued to let her hands rest against his bare shoulder.

That was an outright lie. She was sure Runner had gotten the upper hand. He did, after all, have an entire fleet of guards at his disposal.

Digger's health had improved. He had gone through three IV bags, which meant that he was super fucking dehydrated. Normally a person might go through one if they were sick or dehydrated, so three was pushing insanity. The large gash on his temple had been repaired, and he'd let her treat another large wound on his back. She'd taken his blood pressure and kept up on his vitals.

She had insisted that he get some kind of X-ray done, but he refused. She was sure that there was a broken bone in his ribcage or sternum, but Digger's resistance had won her over. She was too tired to fight back.

The sun was rising by the time she managed to get her mind in order and finally wheeled Digger out of the room. She didn't say a word to the guards as she passed them, not confident in her own ability to keep her mouth from going off.

Digger's blood had sat so long on her bare hands, that it had caused a temporary stain to set into her skin. She hadn't noticed it until she was pushing him through the halls of the prison, and happened to look down at them.

Eventually they were at his cell. She was graciously let in by one of the guards, and soon after, was locked in with Digger. Adira helped him up the best she could, but Digger was a whole foot taller than her, and was almost twice her weight. With each movement, his body made a new sound. He'd tied to hide it well, but she knew he was still in bad shape. She led him from the chair and to the small bunk attached to the wall. His body fell forwards, letting the entirety of his weight hit the metal framework and nearly ripped it from the wall.

His breathing was labored, and for a few moments he sat hunched over with his elbows on his knees. Adira had noticed his state, and monitored him from just a few feet away. She slipped off her medical lab coat and tossed it at the bed, just next to Digger. She worked without hesitation, kneeling down and examining one of his legs before reaching over, and pulling a full syringe from her jacket.

She put the plastic sheath of the syringe into her mouth, and withdrew the needle. Not a moment later, she stuck the needle into Digger's leg and watched him scream like a child.

" Well that was very manly. "

Adira shot at him, unable to contain her smile as she placed the plastic protector back onto the needle's tip and snuck it back into her coat.

" What, that fuckin'hurt, let's see you take a surprise needle and see how you like it. "

Adira's warm smile turned wicked, as she kept quiet to herself. Digger's lustrous eyes seemed to come into focus, realizing he might have said something sexual and inappropriate.

" You're my kinda' sheila, you know that.

He spat fondly at her, while flashing a toothy grin.

Adira let her eyes flash up and meet his, keeping her hazardous comments to herself. She pulled a bandaid wrapper from a small pocket within her short pencil skirt, and opened it. The small pink application was placed over exit hole where the B12 shot had just gone in.

" There you go, now you're a big girl. "

Adira's smile became large enough that she flashed her teeth at him, trying to contain a laugh, that eventually found its way out of her. Digger cocked a charming side smirk and looked down at his knee fondly.

Adira groaned, slowly gaining to her feet, realizing that Digger's cell was beginning to become illuminated by a small amount of sunlight from outside.

SUNLIGHT?! Fuck.

She'd be off duty within the hour, and she still had so much she had to get done. Digger roughly tapped at the bunk next to him and she paused, staring down at him from her standing position.

" I have to go, it's almost time for the bastard to come in, and I'd rather not see him. I like having this job. "

Adira's arms were a little chilled, and without noticing it, she'd crossed them and began to fidget.

He didn't push the gesture any further. He sat in front of her, remaining silent and staring at her. For a moment, she watched his face become a little more serious, as though he was doing something that was hard for him.

That fucking face.

Adira was hopeless.