Red sat in Healy's armchair and thought. So many things were running through her mind. Her and Healy. She liked being with him. She had always liked him. In Litchfield they had been friends for years. They understood each other and she had always felt like she could ask him for help. He was her safety in Litchfield. Someone she could rely on, most of the time. Of course she knew how to manipulate him and had often done it, but that never meant that she didn't care for him. She was just surviving.

She knew she had hurt him. That day when Lorna married. She had wanted to be with him but as he revealed his feelings for her she had felt disabled. She was shocked and closed off. She didn't want to deal with her feelings. Love would make her soft and she couldn't afford to be soft in prison so she rejected him. She wouldn't let herself love him. Sometimes she hated herself for loving him so much. But she did. She couldn't turn off her feelings. He was able to hurt her. And that day when he told her he had walked into the sea she was crushed. She still felt a sting in her heart when she thought of that. How had she not noticed anything? If she had noticed his despair in time she would have done something. She always did go far for people she loved. And she had gone pretty far saving him when they left Litchfield, so there was no point in trying to convince herself that she didn't love him. She did. She always had and now the relationship had gone too far. Too far to stop it. She didn't want to stop it. But it would be hard to have a forbidden relationship in Litchfield. But she knew she had to go back. She had only one year left and it would probably be lengthened, but only by getting out properly she could be with Healy for real. There was no point in living a relationship where they would have to hide all the time. It was not freedom and she couldn't ask him to do that for her. She would go back. She just didn't know when. But when she did, she had to make sure Healy wouldn't get problems because of her. He was so wonderful to her and if he got in jail there would be no future for them.

Red wondered where Nicky was. Where had the girl gone? Her mother was a selfish woman who didn't care for Nicky and she didn't have any siblings. Red hoped that she hadn't reconnected with her friends or in the worst case, drugs. Somehow she had to help her. She had to find Nicky. But she didn't know how. She was not supposed to go out of Healy's house. It would be dangerous. She would be too easy to recognize with her red hair. She would not do anything without a plan. She had to come up with a plan, but she had no idea what. Where would Nicky go? Red thought to herself.

Suddenly she heard the outdoor open and Healy came in with 3 bags of stuff. He put the bags down in front of her.

"Chicken!" Red exclaimed happily. "Oh, you found everything." she said with a big smile and looked into the bag with food. She looked into the other bag and found some clothes he had bought her. There was a beautiful red dress.

"I hope you like it." Healy said and blushed a bit when she took it out of the bag.

"I'll try it on." she said happily and went to change. The size was perfect. She had no idea how Healy had been able to buy such a slinky dress just perfect for her. She admired herself in the mirror. She went back to the living room and made a glamorous turn around to show off the dress.

"It's perfect." he said as he saw her.

"I love it. How did you know exactly what to buy?" she said and spun around once more.

"Shopping was the only thing Katya would do with me." he said. "So I learned some things."

"I love it. Thank you honey." Red said and put her arms around him and kissed him. Then she found the make up he had bought her and went to the bathroom to fix herself. When she was done she went to the kitchen, put an apron on and started preparing the food.

"Can I help you?" Sam asked. She turned towards him and his jaw dropped.

"You look stunning Red." he said mesmerized.

"Thank you." she said and smiled. "I don't need help. Just sit back and relax."

"It's ready soon." Red said to Healy who had sat by the kitchen table the whole time she was preparing the chicken kiev. "You've been sitting quietly here the whole time." she said.

"I like looking at you." Healy answered and blushed a little.

She laughed and muttered something about him being sentimental in russian.

"Would you set the table?" she asked. He did as she asked. He lit some candles and found some dark red napkins. She put the food to the table and he opened the wine. She found two shot glasses in his cupboard and poured vodka in them. She removed the apron and he offered her a chair. She smiled at him and he sat down too. They took their vodka glasses in their hands and toasted.

"Na' zdorovje" she called and drank the vodka in one drink.

They both took food and Red looked at him before even touching her food. He had to tell her what he thought.

"Try it." she said and couldn't hide her excitement. He took a bite.

"Jesus, Red it's delicious." he said and took another bite. She smiled and tasted it herself.

"I missed this." she sighed at her food. She took a sip of the wine. "You chose a good one." she said and poured some more vodka in the shot glasses.

"I asked for something to go with chicken kiev." Healy said and took a sip. They continued eating and enjoyed every bite.

"Caputo called today." Healy said.

"What did he say?"

"I'll go back to work tomorrow at 12 o'clock."

"Oh." Red said. "But I can still stay?" she asked.

"I don't know Red. You really should get back."

"I've been thinking about Nicky the whole day." Red said concerned. "I should find her, but I don't know how."