PI got dismissed while they attempted to put out the fire. I was walking a few steps behind Michael and I noticed Westmoreland walking. I didn't catch up to him, but I heard what he said to Michael.

"I didn't do it for you."

Never in my dreams would I imagine that Westmoreland would actually do it. I walked back to my cell and I saw Abruzzi already standing in it looking pleased. I'm sure he was pleased that his escape was back on. He found out that not only did Westmoreland set the room on fire, but he used one of Bellick's cigarettes to start it as retaliation for Marilyn.

"Who knew that Westmoreland could be such a badass," I admitted.

Abruzzi laughed and I gave him a grin. For some reason I couldn't feel angry at Westmoreland for what he had done. Sure, he was now implicated in their escape, but I doubted that I would rat him out. He was still a good guy, and if Bellick had really killed his cat then I didn't blame him. Speaking of Bellick, he came storming into Gen Pop with that Seth kid right behind him. He was giving a look that could kill and I followed to where he was glaring. My mouth dropped when I saw Tbag standing there. Did Seth rat out Tbag for killing Bob? I was a little surprised when I watched Bellick walk directly past Tbag and into another cell. He started searching on the bunk and pulled out something. I couldn't see what it was, but Bellick turned around and it made me shiver. No one should ever make that face. He was holding the picture of Bob's daughter that Tbag took. I was for sure that he was going to bust Tbag, but the guards quickly grabbed one of his friends. Immediately, that inmate started screaming and shouting that he was set up. Tbag was teasing him as he was dragged out of the room. I said a few choice words and turned to Abruzzi.

"I can't believe that that little weasel is going to get away with this," he spat.

I was two seconds from going over there and giving Tbag a piece of my mind, but Bellick said he wanted to meet with PI in the break room. I sighed and followed Abruzzi out of the cell. As we were walking I noticed Tbag leaning against the fence. I slipped away from the group and marched over to him.

"What the hell?" I seethed at him.

He looked at me with this fake innocence like he didn't know what I was talking about. That only made me angrier.

"Why would you set him up? He was your friend."

"My Laneykins, you see, he was supposed to be my friend. I asked him for a favor, but he wouldn't help me out. And if you think about, I didn't do anything. It was Seth over there that snitched."

I gave him a pathetic look and Abruzzi called for me to hurry up. I walked away from the fence, and Tbag seemed to realize where we were going. He quickly sped up to the rest of us.

"Hold up, I am pretty sure that I should be on this detail, John," he said.

John turned back to the guard and shook his head. I looked over at Tbag and he looked a mixture of pissed off and confused. He gave some smart ass comment that basically said he would rat us all out to the guards any time he could. We all stopped walking and faced Michael. The decision was ultimately up to him. He looked back to John and shook his head. I took in a breath and watch Tbag give a smirk of satisfaction. We had to wait a few more minutes for Tbag to get changed into his PI gear. Bellick was waiting for us in the now destroyed break room. He watched me walk into the room and lean against the table. The others filed in the room.

"From now on this room is your number one priority," demanded Bellick, "when you're done I want this room to be brand spanking new."

I laughed to myself at how big of ass he was being. I was tempted to tell him that he should clean it since he was the one that burnt it down. I suppressed that urge. He explained that we shouldn't get any ideas about sneaking in tools for weapons because they had an inventory and a count would be taken after every day. He said some more blah blah blah, and then the guards left us alone. Sucre moved to the door to keep watch and Michael got to work.

"Before we get started there was something that I wanted to do," said Tbag rubbing his chin, "ah yes."

Before I could even blink, Tbag had me by the throat and slammed me hard on the table. My lower back was killing me and I suppressed the urge to scream so the guards wouldn't come in. Lincoln and Abruzzi moved towards Tbag, but he pulled out a razor and held it to my throat. I lifted my hand so it was touching Tbag's hand.

"Now Laney I just want to make sure you understand that you won't be going off and telling anyone about this. Unless you want to end up like Bob," he sneered.

How dare he threaten me and make a remark about Bob! So much for the apology he said earlier. He could go straight to hell. I started to thrash about on the table, and Tbag had to place a hand on my hip to hold me in place. I was twisting my head so much that the razor cut into my skin making me bleed.

"I'm not going to say anything you jerk, now let me go," I whispered loudly.

He smiled and removed the blade from my throat, but his other hand lingered a little longer and grabbed my butt. Fighting the urge to vomit, I spit in Tbag's face. I raised my eyebrows at him, daring him to make a move. He spit at me back and pushed me off of the table. I landed on the floor face first. I tried to pull myself up, and Abruzzi lent me a helping hand. I looked at him like thanks for helping me and he pulled me close to his face. He whispered into my ear.

"Tbag is right Bella. If you snitch on our little plan, I will kill you myself."

I glared at him and felt like all the progress we had made just flew out of the window. I rejected his help and stood up on my own. I walked over and leaned against the wall. Michael moved the table and was staring at the drain in the floor. He said that this is where they would need to make a hole. Lincoln passed out the hammers to everyone and they gathered around the drain.

"Won't they hear the noise?" I suggested sarcastically.

They turned to look at me and realized that I had a point. Michael walked over and took something to cover the drain. I watched as they each took their turn smashing their hammer into the floor. They thought they were one step closer into making their escape. I smiled to myself because I had them all fooled. No one was going to stop me.