Rating: R
Summary: Keller's going to make sure him and Beecher reunite, no matter what.
Time: Season 5
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me, this is all fiction, thank you very much.
Warning: This story is not for someone who doesn't like slash, or violence. In which this story has. This story has been stemmed from the show "Oz", which is rated TV-MA, mature audiences only, as most of the fiction about Oz. There is cussing, violence, relations between two men, murder, etc. The list really does go on. Now after reading this, do you still want to read the story? If so, go ahead, but remember ... I warned you.
RECENTLY - Catherine delievers some shocking news on Keller's case. Catherine and Beecher go their seperate ways. And in a shocking turn of events, Beecher befriends Mikey Miller.
NOTES - Thanks to Grace, for all the reviews. You really helped me get motiviated. And special note, yes I know that the characters may be as one reviewer said: "limp" in this story, but you have to realize it takes a while to get your hang on fanfiction, especially since you haven't written in a while. You first story back is not the best piece of art. I can assure there will be better, but like I said, your first story back since you haven't written in a LONG time, will not be a pulitzer prize story. Thank you. As for the whole my writing is "weak", I think it's wrong to say someone's writing is weak. How do you think that will make them feel? Not good, I can assure. Some people might actually give writing up over a comment like, luckily I came from a family that when someone says they can't do something right, they continue doing it in the way THEY want to, to throw it in everyone's faces. So weak or not, I shall continue writing, and please if you don't like it, don't comment badly, saying how my writing is weak.
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A Plan Of Action
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"So what did you do to get yourself landed in Oz?" Mikey asked, taking a seat in a bare cafeteria table next to Toby. "You don't look like the sort of guy who got himself in here by serial killing and shit like that, although I have heard some interesting stuff about you." Mikey said, grinning as he popped open his little container of orange juice. "But really man, what did you do?" He asked.
"Drunk driving, hit a little girl, killed her." Toby answered biting into his apple.
"Shit man, sorry." Mikey said, then turning his body all the way to Toby's. "So you used to be a lawyer? From what I hear."
"Yeah, I used to be. But when I killed Kathy Rockwell, the little girl, they disbarred me from being a lawyer." Toby replied, looking at the red shiny apple, that had one bite taken out of it. "What were you before you got framed and sent here?" Toby asked.
"I was a nobody, doing a lot of nobody shit." Mikey replied, grinning. "And that my friend was god damn deep!"
Toby laughed. "No seriously Mikey."
"I was working as a mechanic at my dad's shop, minium wage. So yeah, then I met up with guy named Keller right? Last name Keller, first name Chris. So, yeah, he showed me a world that my dad didn't force on me. We were sort of running buddies. Best friends and all that shit, I guess you can say. Haven't talked to him in like five or six years, got sent to Lardner."
Toby nodded, not knowing what to say. "So he's in Lardner?" Toby asked.
"From what I hear." Mikey said, shrugging. "But like I said man, I haven't really kept up on Chris. I think he was sent to Lardner. Maybe some other prison, I don't quite know. You sort of remind me of him." Mikey said, staring at Toby.
"Yeah, how so?" Toby asked.
"You got a glow to you, kinda brighter than Chris's, you're special, I can see that. You make guys like me, happy to have you as a friend and all that. You make guys like me and Chris want to be smart, so we can give you something back." Mikey mused.
Oh fuck, I feel bad now, Toby thought. "I'm not *that* special Mikey."
"You went to college right?" Mikey asked.
"Yeah, you have to graduate from college to officially be a lawyer, so yeah I went to college." Toby answered.
"Did you go to one of those junior colleges?" Mikey asked, propping his elbows up comfortably.
"Yeah, both me and my brother Angus. My dad desperately wanted us to be lawyers. So I went to junior college, it's just like a whole preparation for real college, just gets you ready for everything that is going to hit you." Toby explained.
"I never went to college. My parents didn't have enough money, so I never went. But yeah, you seem like one of those college guys, bet you were at the top of your class, all those rich snoots wanting to kick your ass in law and never did." Mikey said, smiling.
Toby smirked. "Now only if they could see me now. Good ol' Toby in prison, yucking it up with known criminals who are my best friends." Toby said, a bit bitterly. "Hey can I ask you something personal?" Toby asked, biting his lip.
"Go for it." Mikey said.
"Have you ever you know with a you know." Toby asked.
"You're shy, that's funny man." Mikey said, laughing. "Yeah, I did, you?"
Toby looked around, as if expecting to see someone to pop up. "When I first got here ... " Toby let out a breath. "You know Shillenger right?" Toby asked, when Mikey nodded, Toby went on. "Well I was his, ... well prag." Toby exclaimed.
Mikey frowned, but not in a disgusted sort of way. "That shit head ... he deserves to die." Mikey droned off.
And now somehow Toby came up with the idea, that pretending to be Mikey's friend, wasn't the best idea after all. Toby wasn't quite sure if he was imagining this all, but in the few days him and Mikey had become "friends", things were getting personal. And where had his brain been when he told Mikey he had been Shillenger's prag? God he was demented sometimes.
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"Mai ... " Toby started but Peterson cut him off.
"Beecher, we know the real reason you came by here, almost everyday saying you got mail, just go see him." Peterson waving Toby off. "From what I hear, Keller might be getting out of here, so go do that chatting thing you guys do when 'mail' time comes."
Toby smirked and walked down the hall to Chris's cell. "Hey."
"Hey." Chris said, already leaning against the bars. "So," Chris said, touching Toby's knuckles, that seemed to be all healed up. "How is that whole Mikey thing going?" Chris asked, a little curious. Toby had told him about the befriending plan, and Chris would be lying if he said he was a bit dubious about the whole thing, but whatever got him back to Em City, was cool with him.
Toby wanted to say it was getting personal, because when Toby looked at Mikey he got the weird vision of Guenzel, young and trusting, and Toby knew in the end he was just going to hand him over, another young person dying, all because of his need to have Chris Keller in his life. And Toby also wished he could feel bad about that, a 100 percent bad about that, but the prospect of having Chris in his life, in a pod with him, spending nights with him, outweighed everything else. Was that wrong of him? Was it wrong to let all these people die because of his yearning and unconditional love for Chris? Yes. It indeed had to be. First Guenzel and now Mikey would be getting the death penalty instead of Chris. But everyone else in Oz getting death penalty besides Chris was just fine with him. Just as long as he got Chris at the end of this whole melodramatic unending saga of death and love.
"You're thinking." Chris said accusingly.
"Yeah, it happens a lot." Toby said, smiling.
"You never answered my question." Chris said, staring at Toby.
"It's going good. He likes me, he is telling me things, he trusts me." Toby said, making himself sound like the anti-Christ or something. "Maybe I'm a little remorseful about this now. He really does trust in me Chris, he thinks I'm his friend, and I just wish in the end end I didn't have to symbolically or if not literally, stab him in the back. But ... I have to." Toby mused.
Chris sighed. "You think too much with your heart too much."
"If I didn't, I would never be here with you." Toby retorted.
"Good one." Chris said, smiling widely.
"Did you talk to your brother yet?" Toby asked, suddenly very curious as in why Dominic was confessing to the murder. Didn't Dominic know that by confessing he was getting death? He was going to die. Didn't Dominic realize this? Chris had told him all sort of evil stories about his older brother Dominic, how Dominic was a bastard and never loving him, but now here he was taking the death penalty for Chris, it just seemed like a whole puzzle to him. And Tobias Beecher loved puzzles.
"No, not yet. I don't think we're going to meet until the hearing." Chris answered. "I wish you could come."
"Me too." Toby sighed. "But I'll be watching."
"Pray for me?" Chris asked seriously.
"Always." Toby said, looking at Chris.
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Toby sat on the top bunk as he watched Mikey settle in the pod, Toby had come up with the idea of Mikey moving in to his pod. Toby's eyes glazed over in an un-readable stare as he remembered Chris's words, he thought too much with his heart. Maybe that was his problem, he had a vulnerability to people. You would think he wouldn't, after all the shit he went through in Oz, but yet he still had a vulnerability to people. Maybe that was because he still wanted to believe that there was at least some goodness in people, although he doubted that. He doubted there was any good in people in Oz. Hell Toby couldn't even say he had good inside of him. Once you're in a place in so long, a place that had no "good" qualities in it whatsoever, you learned to adapt to it. You learned how to forget how you were in the outside. You forgot how you used to wear your tie. The way you used to eat at the dinner table, trying to not laugh as your children got the food they were eating all over their faces. The way you used to stare down at the gold band and think of how your life is so wonderful and how nothing could change it. You forget everything about how your 'old' life used to be like it, and you suddenly get re-born in some sort of way in a place like this. This is you first life. The minute you walk into Oz, you're already different. Whether or not you get raped or get addicted to drugs, the minute you're in Oz, you're no longer, "you". Maybe this would be what helped him stab back Miller in the back. The 'old' Toby would be fretting over every little thing, knowing how he couldn't do this, not to someone who was obviously learning to trust him. The 'old' Toby would go on and on how it's wrong. How it's wrong to do this, how it's just completely wrong, but something O'Reily once said popped into his head.
"In Oz, there is no bad."
And
with that one sentence in mind, Tobias Beecher could do anything.