Notes: Part 4 of Prison. Takes place a couple of days after Part 2. This is NOT a continuation of Part 3; it is a continuation of Part 2.

Prison 4

Doctor Jason Todd, formerly of Greenwood Asylum, came to with a groan of pain. He struggled to sit up, but was pushed rather firmly back down. "Don't move," Violet's quiet voice told him, hints of worry coating the normally smooth tone.

"What—" he managed to croak before he broke into a coughing fit. He faintly felt Violet rubbing his back with one hand, and when he stopped hacking she had a cup of water for him. "Thanks," Jason managed after he had drained the cup.

"I'm glad you are all right," the violet-eyed girl told him. Now that he had a better view of her, Jason could see that she appeared paler than normal, and dark circles ringed her eyes.

"You haven't been taking care of yourself," the young doctor accused his fellow runaway, still trying to piece together what had happened.

"Of course I haven't been; you were shot!" the younger woman told him, temper and worry blending in both her expression and voice. Jason rocked back; he thought he could vaguely remember a bullet hitting him, but he wasn't exactly sure. Luckily, his confusion showed on his features, and Violet explained, "you went out, but you did not return. I grew worried, and went to find you. I heard gunfire, but by the time I arrived you were alone and bleeding out." She paused, then continued, "we are both lucky that I found a doctor who doesn't need payment beyond what we can afford."

"How'd you pay?" Jason asked, frowning.

"By doing chores," the dark-haired asylum escapee replied with a hint of a smile. "Dr. Wayne is arthritic, and so household tasks such as cleaning are difficult for him. I have been helping for several days while waiting for you to wake up, and I shall continue to help until you are well enough for us to resume traveling."

"And he hasn't asked any questions?" the blue-eyed doctor pressed, suspicious.

Violet shook her head, and Jason quietly thanked their good fortune. "You worried me a lot," the violet-eyed young woman informed him, interrupting his thoughts. When he focused on her again, she added, "do not do it again, please."

Jason smiled and grasped her closer hand. "I'll try not to, Vi. I promise."