" No..No-no, sweetheart, don't tell those people where daddy lives. "

Griggs was heading into the prison for his day shift, before he even had a chance to enter the building, his daughter had called to tell him that some people had stopped by to see where he lived, and that he owed some friends some money.

" You know how people are always joking about that shit right. "

Griggs now spoke on the phone to his who was furious that a group of strangers had showed up to her home and interrogated their five year old.

" It adds character Denise. "

He tried to cover up the fact that they could very well of been used as collateral or been just another murdered statistic. He didn't get paid until Thursday, but for some loansharks, that wasn't soon enough.

Griggs somewhat recounted the previous weekend, but then again.. there had been a lot of half naked women, more liquor than he could stomach, and most of the gamblers in the room were more than happy to lend him a few thousand dollars. He got distracted when he shouldn't have.

" Hey-hey listen, I'm going to have to call you back. "

Griggs spoke in a voice that had just a touch of southern stint to it, while simultaneously hanging up on the still very angry mother to his children, he peered around him cautiously. There was a sound that echoed throughout the parking lot outside the prison, and he was sure that it was a scream.

The swampy shit land that the prison sat on and the high winds that ripped through the area, both contributed to noises being lost or to those being heard that weren't there. So he was hesitantly walking through the parking lot that was filled with cars, but no people.

Another scream echoed past him, but this time he was sure it was a woman. It was just a few seconds later that he nearly jumped out of his skin as a loud car alarm began to scream through the lot, the sound bouncing off of the hard pavement below and off of the many empty cars that surrounded it.

Griggs picked up his pace. He was going to get the fuck out of there.

Maybe one of those freaks escaped from the prison?

The best case scenario was that someone might be being murdered, and the worst case? The loan collectors had found out where he worked and were collecting their debt.

He practically sprinted through the car lot, nearly passing Adira's small compact car, after realizing that it was her car that was going off. He passed her car by nearly hour vehicles, his feet slowing down hesitantly as he knew that it was bad news sticking his nose where he wasn't wanted.

He sighed and groaned loudly, cursing at the sky above, and to the god that wasn't fond of his big appetite for expensive girls and illegal drugs.

He didn't want to get into some shit that he wasn't prepared for.

He backtracked as the scream remained fresh within his mind, knowing full well that it was probably that annoying bitch doctor that loved to boss him around and make him feel small.

Griggs peeked over the car next to Adira's, noticing that there was a man pushing himself on top of her, along her back seat. That man being someone who he never in his life, would ever fuck with. Pierce Runner.

" Fucking shit-cunt.."

Griggs cursed loudly, cowering behind the car as he watched Adira pull up her body and slam a hard, fast fist into Runner's face, temporarily debilitating him as she tried to crawl her way from her backseat and to safety.

Runner recovered quicker than she had expected, and yanked at her legs, pulling her back into the back seat of the car, before sending a final blow to her face, knocking her unconscious.

" Fuck. "

Griggs cursed loudly again, letting his body rest against the car he was hiding behind, before briefly sliding down it.

' What the fuck Runner, Waller would literally skin you if she knew what you were doing. '

Griggs thought loudly to himself before peeking up behind the car again, noticing that Runner's body swayed over Adira's body, clearly not entirely well himself. He clumsily took off his shirt before again trying to unbutton his pants.

Griggs cursed again.

He was not a super solder, and not a hero, but he would have to stick his neck out, at least this time.

Griggs cleared his throat before jumping up from behind the car and rushing over to where Runner was.

The first thing he noticed was the amount of blood. There was a smear, maybe from a hand print? On the rear door's window, and some blood along the entrance to the back seat. Griggs didn't hesitate as Runner finished unbuttoning his pants and adjusting himself, just moments from raping Belle Reve's only doctor.

He'd gotten here in the nick of time.

" Hey there big chief, " Griggs spoke in a modest but sarcastic tone, noticing that Runner was also covered in blood. Runner noticed the noise from behind him and slowly peeked over his shoulder, having trouble seeing through his swollen eyes and blood stained face.

" The fuck are you doing here Griggs. "

Griggs's face twisted into an ugly scowl as he glanced behind him at the prison.

" Uh, well, I'm showing up to work for this shithole.. "

Runner ignored whatever answer Griggs was giving him and turned to finish what he had started, before he was interrupted.

" You- you know I can't let you do that Runner."

Griggs spoke up again, watching as Runner, clumsily pushed himself from the backseat of the car and nearly fell over. His balance was gone as the very fresh concussion, that he'd just received, was beginning to negatively affect him.

" Don't you dare.. Speak to me.. "

Runner paced after Griggs, his uneven stumbles and inability to form a coherent sentence, made him look like a zombie. Eventually, Runner collapsed to the pavement just a few feet rom Griggs's feet.

" What a great fucking start to the day."

He whispered under his breath, taking a quick glance over to Adira, who was laying lifeless in the backseat of her car.

Griggs brought up a hand and spoke into the walkie on his shoulder, letting out a heavy sigh as he spoke.

" Hey Jones, bring the boys out to Parking Lot F, and put Runner in a cell. He's going to spittin'angry when he wakes the fuck up. "

" Is-is Dr. Langley dead!? "

One of the officers for the prison had looked over and noticed Adira's unmoving body.

Griggs was already in the back seat of the car, trying to figure out how to go about moving her.

" No fuckhead, she's just unconscious. At least I think. "

Griggs hesitantly pulled at Adira's bare feet. Her legs were completely limp and as he pulled her out, he realized she was practically naked. Adira's skirt had been ripped off and she was just in her underwear, while her top was also torn.

The dead weight of her body was a bit much, and half way out of the car, he lost his grip and accident dropped her, which caused him to go into another cursing fit.

" Rick! Go get my fucking car god damnit! "

Griggs screamed at the man behind him as he forcefully threw his keys at him. He then turned and wiped his forehead, which spread Adira's fresh blood across his temple.

Adira's hunched body was unnaturally laid on the ground. Her back was propped up against the car and her head was hanging at a complete 90• angle, which made it look like her neck was broken.

" Oh my god. "

One of the guards looked at Adira, before covering his mouth. He shared a frightened look with Griggs before sprinting off behind a car and vomiting.

" Pull yourself together! "

Griggs angrily scorned the guard before turning to face Adira.

" Are you going to call Waller? "

Another guard chimed in and Griggs shot him an angry glare.

" Fuck no, that crazy bitch would run through this place like a fucking hurricane. No-thank-you. "

Griggs was having trouble lifting Adira again. Although she was very light, her completely relaxed body was making it hard to get a grip on her.

He finally gave up and sloppily through her over his shoulder. Adira's body slipped some, but Griggs brought an arm up and accidentally got a hand full of bare ass.

" WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT! Get the god damn door! "

Griggs's voice boomed through the parking lot as the heavy Louisiana sun began to beat against them. One of the guards opened the back door to his truck and Adira was placed into the back seat, or rather tossed. Griggs was running around too fast to take his time being gentle with her. He pulled the other guard from the car before getting in himself and rushed from the penitentiary.

A grown man running into an ER with a nearly naked women was strange enough, but Adira was nearly dead by the time they reached the hospital. So when he tried to leave after dropping him off, he was immediately stopped and detained by the police.

Which led to the one phone call he got, the first opportunity he had, Griggs called Waller. The police were threatening him with over a dozen charges, and even through he wanted to avoid it, he had no choice. Waller was called in, she was explained what had happened, and immediately had Griggs released.

Digger's longing gaze was interrupted by the sudden sensation of someone grabbing her arm.

Adira's body reacted as expected. Her body cowered, and jerked away from the unfamiliar hand as she sent a sudden knee-jerk reaction back at the intruder, and brought up a sudden hand of her own.

The uninvited guest caught her free fist, and jerked his head side ways, as to avoid the punch if his attempt to grab her failed. He stared down at her with surprised, unsure eyes as Adira's body trembled for a moment, remembering being attacked just a few short weeks ago.

" M-maam, My name is Rick Flag, I was supposed to introduce myself to you, per. Amanda Waller. "

The man's southern voice further distended, as he seemed to either be chewing on something or the inside of his cheek. His lean features and wide eyes startled her as she withdrew her balled up fist from his hand.

" You, " He laughed under his breath as he tried to speak lightly, " You live up to your reputation. "

Adira's mouth was gaped slightly as she let a highly disgruntled look pass over her face, not even remotely happy that a stranger had tried to put a hand on her, and then make a friendly pass at her.

Fuck this guy.

Any soldier of Waller's would indefinitely be an enemy of hers. It was just a matter of time.

" Boomerang. "

Flag casually greeted Digger, which brought Adira's attention from Flag and to Digger, who was being escorted behind her.

Flag casually nodded at Digger, which brought up even more question.

Why the fuck did this military douche know Digger?

" Tha' fuck you here for?"

Surprisingly, Digger's raspy voice showed little emphasis on starting a fight with Flag, but rather he was simply just curious.

" Waller's orders. "

The way Flag said Waller's name reeked with disgust. He didn't seem overly thrilled to be speaking about the ARGUS Director, which further intrigued Adira.

Digger was being escorted to his cell, and Adira couldn't help but remember their last conversation.

They both stared at one another for a moment as Digger struggled in his cuffs, trying to take in her face for just a few moments longer.

What he had said to her before and the way he was looking at her now, well they were completely the opposite. She couldn't tell what was going on, but she might let her own pride hit the floor, and go visit him later.

" Do you think that maybe, you could not be a fucking creep... and stop following me around? "

Adira had stopped abruptly in the halls of Belle Reve. Flag seemed a little taken aback, not expecting the prestigious doctor to have a sailors mouth.

She was done with formalities. She was still in a lot of pain, and didn't need him sniffing around after her.

Flag walked the same way many of the military men in her family walked, and by that, she meant like, 'kinda a dick'

Protruding shoulders, chest out, with a cold-distant gaze. Walking around like the hallway wasn't big enough for him...

She was over it.

Flag cleared his throat and quietly nodded at her before beginning to walk away.

" Listen-uh, " Flag seemed hesitant to ask something, but he eventually spat it out. " I know it might not mean nothin'but, I won't let anyone attack you like that again. You're safe with me here. "

Flag shared a small lasting glance with her. Adira's lips pursed together as she began to feel a wave of emotions wash over her, but no words would come out.

Instinctively her guard went up, and she silently waved 'goodbye' at him, in an attempt to make him leave.

The result of which was him letting out a snarky scoff, and walking away. She hates empty promises, and this man was a stranger to her, how could he act so informally around her?

Adira was done being polite. She was going to go about her day without feeling uncomfortable about it.

Still on edge from her recent attack, Adira would later realize Flag was her comrade, not her enemy. But for now, the idea of a stranger lurking behind her was too much to deal with.

Her weary eyes closed for just a few moments, letting her anxious mind begin to decompress. She had so much on her mind and so many questions.

She should of been more curious as to why Digger knew Flag, or what might happen if the very aware Flag figured out that Digger was her favorite prisoner to visit, but the most pressing questions wasn't either of those.

The only thing she could stand to think of was visiting him again.

Even though she was well adjusted to her night shifts at Belle Reve, there was still an uncanny 'creepy' vibe that rolled through the prison just before three am. She was sure it was just her paranoia, but the uncomfortable feeling she'd get.. well it was Erie.

Maybe it was because there were very few guards on staff, or because the cold cement floor of the prison always seemed damp at that time in the early morning hours, but for what ever the cause, she didn't enjoy being out in the halls by herself.

She did enjoy leaving her office at this time to visit Digger, as the brief elated feeling he gave her, always seemed to calm her soul. Without realizing it, she'd always seek him out around this time. Tonight would be no different.

Digger's cell was occupied with only one guard, and he spoke to her briefly before opening the door to Digger's cell.

" I'm glad your feeling better, Dr. Langley. "

Adira flashed him a bright smile before winking at him and speaking quietly.

" Evidently I'm pretty hard to kill. "

Digger immediate stood up upon seeing Adira at his cell's entrance, but she didn't go further than the cell's threshold.

" Say Rick, could you do me a favor? "

The guard immediately responded with a firm nod, awaiting her request.

" George Harkness has an infected wound that I noticed earlier, and I'm going to need him to be brought to the shower room please to clean the affected area. And maybe, if ya'could give him some cloths that don't have blood on them too? For me please. "

The officer nodded and gave her his word that he'd make it happen.

" You're the best, thank you. "

Adira flashed the guard another warm smile before entering Digger's cell, the door to his cell immediately closing behind her.

Digger swallowed hard, his body fidgeting as Adira took her time coming into his cell. He greeted her the moment she entered the room.

" Listen..."

Adira took a deep breath, trying to explain that maybe she'd overstepped her boundaries in some way, but Digger wouldn't give her the chance.

His speed picked up the moment she was close enough to him, and he didn't hesitate to lean down and nearly scooped her off of the floor.

The big breath that Adira had taken to explain herself, was forced from her lungs as Digger wrapped his arms down and around her. His posture hunching as he didn't care how uncomfortable it made him. Adira would have fallen over if he didn't have such a tight grip on her.

She just stood there for a few moments, taking all of him in.

The scruff that lined his jaw brushed against the side of her face, and it eventually found its way to her neck. Adira let the side of her cheek rest against his face, and for a few moments she closed her eyes and let a feeling of peace overwhelm her.

Adira brought up her arms and gently rubbed Digger's back with her palms. Her fingers tightly tracing the rippled muscles on his mid back, eventually letting them relax and rest against his lower back.

They both stayed still for just a few more moments. Adira felt Digger's hot, damp breath cling to her bare neck, sending ripples of bumps along her skin. She clung to him a little tighter, and couldn't help but feel like this was where she was supposed to be.