We bring you this JAIL BREAK!

Disclaimer: Of this fanfic, I own so little, yet use so much.

Callie stared at the walls of her cell. 'It's not fair! If Taylor had never come to Bayport, I would have Frank begging me to take him back.'

"You know, Shaw." A voice sad coldly, breaking the silence. Callie looked up and glared at Taylor. "You look so fetching behind bars."

"This is your fault!" Callie stood and glared.

"I tried to be nice, but some people just don't want to listen. That's when you have to use force." She pulled out a small round ball from one pocket and a cloth from the other. Turning she looked at the guard that was standing there. "You know what to do, correct?"

"Yes, when they find me, claim that Shaw pretended to be in need of medical attention and tricked me into opening the cell door. When I did, she attacked and over powered me, stole my gun and the keys and left."

"Very good." Taylor pressed a button on the ball and tossed it into the cell. Covering her mouth with the cloth, she watched as Callie and the guard passed out. Another guard was walking up when Taylor was dragging Callie out of the cell. Calmly placing the gun in Callie's hand, she pulled the trigger, killing the guard.

Early in the morning, Joe turned on the television and was shocked by what he saw. A news crew was stationed outside the jail. The reporter was just starting to talk; "I'm live at the Bayport police station where we have just learned that there was a prison escape. That is correct, a young woman had escaped some time last night. We do not have all the details, but we have been informed that she is armed and dangerous." A man handed the reporter a slip of paper. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been informed that a guard was killed in last night's escape. The guard's name is being withheld until the family has been notified. The Bayport police would like for you to be on the watch for Callie Shaw." Joe was stunned as the reporter gave what information that he had on Callie, including the list of charges. He turned off the television and fell into a chair, unable to figure out what Callie was up to.

Several Assassins in a dark colored van surrounded Callie. Taylor watched as they managed to convince Callie that she had indeed, killed the guard. When they were finished, they drove to a neighborhood near Callie's home and placed Callie there and drove away.

Hearing a car door slam, an elderly woman went to the window and saw Callie. Frightened, she called the police.

Callie hurried home, hoping that at least her car was still there. Spotting it, she broke into the house and grabbed the extra set of keys. She then grabbed some clothes and fled the house, driving away in her car.

Chief Collig listened to the woman as she described the events that she had seen. Turning to another officer, Collig commented, "She just added Breaking and Entering and Grand Theft Auto to her list of crimes."

"If we don't find her first, someone else will. You know how people feel about Cop Killers." The officer replied.

"I know. For her sake, Callie Shaw needs to find somewhere to lay low.

"Laufen Sie, kleines Mädchen. Sie sollen so weit wie Sie können laufen. Laufen Sie so schnell wie Sie können. Wenn sie Sie finden, werden Sie nie mich wieder stören". Taylor said in a singsong voice as she watched the police search around the Shaw home for clues.

At school, everyone was talking about Callie. A few could not believe that she would do what she was being accused of. Others thought that it was no surprise.

"She is SUCH a Prima Donna."

"I know! Do you remember the way she would fawn over Frank Hardy?"

"That wasn't hard to miss. I mean, you would think that they shared lockers."

"And then she had the nerve to not only break up with him, but get made that another girl was paying attention to him."

"Hey, if I had been in her shoes, there would have been no problem. Because I never would have broken up with him." Girls gossiped abound the events in every classroom. Taylor would stop to hear what was being said. As she listened, there were times she smirked.

Translation:

"Laufen Sie, kleines Mädchen. Sie sollen so weit wie Sie können laufen. Laufen Sie so schnell wie Sie können. Wenn sie Sie finden, werden Sie nie mich wieder stören". "Run, little girl. You should run as far as you can. Run as fast as you can. When they find you, you will never trouble me again."