Divas Prison Ch51

"Mick, will you just go to sleep already?" Victoria asked. Not long after Mickie's arrival in the prison, and the reveal of their alliance, Victoria had moved into her cell. Madison, one of Mickie's partners in crime, had agreed to the change when challenged by the guards, but more because she knew better than to dispute it than because she wanted the change. The guards didn't care about the reasons, if the prisoners were in agreement over it, then it made their lives easier.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Mickie shouted back as she paced up and down the limited floor space they had.

"All right, all right, but there's no point in getting worked up now. Unless you're planning on walking up and down all night, it's better if you get rest."

"You think I can just lie down and rest after that? They made me look like a fool, again!" Mickie picked up the nearest thing to hand and threw it, hitting the door. A guard looked in a few moments later, but saw nothing of interest. "And don't think I forgot your part, my dear Vic. You dragged me away and made us both look stupid, like we are afraid of them or something."

Victoria shook her head. "You know I wouldn't do that. My job is to look out for you. I've been doing it for a long time, and not just in here, as you well know. I got you out of there because the bulls were bearing down on us and we don't need the attention, let them deal with. Let them take their crap. Some of them are probably on a thin line with the guards. I wonder why that is?"

Mickie laughed, calming down a little. "Yeah, we must thank the 'kitchen fairy' for the knife magically disappearing from the kitchen during dinner. Which one was it?"

"Angelina." Victoria said. "But she just swiped it. The credit really goes to the one who thought to put it there."

"Stop, you're too kind." Mickie gave a less than sincere curtsy, but as quick as a flash, her smile disappeared. "But I didn't get to enjoy it did I? Not for long. You were your vicious, evil, brilliant self in despatching that orange haired weirdo, and three seconds more and we wouldn't have had to worry about her so called, ugh, lesbian lover. Just saying that word makes me feel ill, it's sickening."

"Whoa, don't let Velvet hear that. She's been hard enough to keep on board as it is." Victoria interrupted for a moment.

"If those three had done their job in the riot, she'd be dead and we wouldn't be in this position anyway." Mickie said, to which her cellmate couldn't argue. "Those girls were good at following orders, and pretty good thieves. That's all I needed them for, but once we got caught they've been a drag on me. I think once we have gotten this last pathetic attempt at resistance taken care of, we need to decide if any, or all of them need to be cut loose.

"It's not all pathetic. Some of them for sure, but there is a small problem that could very easily become a big problem. I don't need to tell you what that is."

"Yeah, and that brings it back around doesn't it. The reason I didn't get to enjoy my moment, and the reason you dragged me off."

"I told you that's because anything we did would have been right in front of a group of guards. Wouldn't have done us any favours."

"You forget, it wasn't the first time you dragged me away from that woman. It happened once before."

"Yeah, and she'd just taken out the blondes if you remember."

"I don't care, it still made me look weak. I can't keep looking weak, or they'll all try something again. Last time was a close call, breakout or no breakout."

"Mick, this isn't some half assed coup to take away your power. This is a real threat. She is a real threat."

Mickie scoffed at the idea. "Rousey is just one person. Ok, she's got a rep, but so do I. If she decides to try and act on her big words, then she's going to regret it. I know you can take her. It's your job, and there's nobody better."

"Yeah it's my job. It's my job to protect you, and I've been doing it for a long time. I never thought I'd be doing it inside, but I wouldn't be doing it if I told you to mess with her in any way. None of them are challenging you, you got your revenge on them with the knife, just let it drop."

"No way, she needs to be shown her place."

Victoria slammed her hands against the wall in frustration. "Dammit Mickie, she's a psycho! No if or buts about it. She killed without reason. She went to death row and didn't bat an eyelid." Who knows what goes on in her head. You've seen what she's done. She's got involved with what she wants, when she wants. Even Lita got knocked on her ass out of nowhere. She's dangerous, and she's unpredictable. If you go near her, after she's threatened you, I'm telling you it will end badly."

Mickie looked at Victoria in disgust. "What's all this 'you' crap? Remember, where I go, you go. And we will not be intimidated by her, or anyone. We are in charge. If Rousey, or any of them want to cross us, we will put them down and make them look like the peasants they are. And that's all there is to it. Got it?"

Victoria closed her eyes, nodding her head. She had known Mickie for a long time and knew when crossing her was a bad plan, but she owed Mickie her life. She went quiet and tried to sleep. Eventually Mickie did the same, but only out of physical exhaustion.


"Why are you looking at me like that? If the answer is just because I don't have a shirt on then you'll be sleeping alone." Becky said with a smile as she washed her face before the lights went out.

Paige didn't answer, she was still looking at her girlfriend, but she all but didn't know she was doing it. She was lost in thought.

"Come on Pai. You've been quiet since the whole thing with Mickie and Victoria. Its starting to worry me. Are you still having those bad thoughts? Like, from solitary? You know they weren't real now, don't you?"

"I've never seen you fight for me before." Was all Paige said, quieter than usual. "You nearly got hurt over all this."

"So did you. You tried to help me too didn't you."

"Yeah, but you've seen me go off before. I hadn't till now."

"Paige, she was the one who caused all this. All of your struggles in The Lock, and after. All the things you thought happened. Because of her. And I won't let you be made to feel like that by anybody, just like you fought for me in the past. I told you I understand that feeling now. Why you've done it for me. I'll always fight for you, do you understand?"

Paige nodded in response, but Becky saw her face begin to breakdown. "Oh babe, no, no more sadness. That's not my girl." Becky sat down on the bunk next to Paige and put an arm around her. Paige laid her head on Becky's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Paige whispered.

"You haven't got to be sorry. You went through a lot."

"But I was so horrible to you. I was so upset at what I thought happened that I wouldn't let you in. I thought terrible things that weren't true. I...I thought you didn't love me anymore. I doubted you, us, everything. I shouldn't have. You should be upset with me, but you're not."

"Of course I'm not." Becky rubbed Paige's arm, then her back. "That wasn't you. You weren't yourself. But you fought back. You're the toughest girl I ever met. I had to wait for you, but I'd wait for you till the end of time. I will never give up on you, and the real you never gave up on me either."

Paige tilted her head and kissed Becky gently on the cheek. "I promise I won't. You've been so great to me these last few days despite everything. I don't say this to you enough, but I'm really lucky that I have you. I'm lucky that I met you, and that I fell in love with you, and luckier still that you love me too. I love you so much Becky. Sometimes I can't believe you're mine."

Becky wiped a way a tear and kissed Paige, on the forehead this time. "You better believe it though, because you're all mine too. You changed me in ways i never expected. I never looked at a woman before you. You taught me things about myself I never expected to be true. Now I'm as happy as anyone in this situation could ever hope to be, and it's because you walked into my life late one night. It's meant to be."

Paige turned and looked into Becky's eyes. "Just don't change anymore. I love you just the way you are." That was all Becky could handle as she took Paige down to the bed, lying on top of her as she kissed her passionately, getting no objection from below as Paige ran her hands through Becky's hair.

"Mmm, now that's my girl. And no matter what, you always will be." Becky saw the expression on Paige's face and knew what it meant. "You don't have to." She said.

"I do. Please Becky." Paige sounded like she was pleading, and Becky realised she needed to do this. Immediately she felt Paige's hands wandering south. Becky for a moment became the insecure one as she still felt like she wasn't doing enough in that area, but knew that this was a good sign that Paige was getting past all her fears and the nightmares of the last few weeks, and she never had any complaints with what was to come. She checked no one was looking in from outside, then eased into Paige's touch.


Becky had insisted that they ate breakfast together, something that hadn't met any arguments but now that was over and done with, Paige's mind wasn't on her love for the first time in days, but more focused on what may or may not happen.

"Do you think it's really going to get physical today?" Paige asked.

"Don't worry about it lass." Becky sounded reassuring, possibly overly so. "If it does, we will deal with it."

"I don't know, there's been enough trouble recently. I'm going to talk to Ronda. Come with me?"

Becky nodded. "Sure, she helped us out before, and I didn't get a chance to meet her properly." They both got up and went around to where Ronda sat alone on another table.

Ronda seemed deep in thought, but smiled at the appearance of the two. "Hi, how're you doing? You ok after yesterday?"

"Yeah, we're fine, but that's down to you mostly. Not the first time you've saved me, but you helped Becky too, that means a lot to me." Paige said.

"I was going to say something similar. It's good to meet you, a bit more officially then yesterday. And thank you again." Becky offered her hand, which Ronda accepted and shook.

"Don't make a big deal about it. Paige is the first person to treat me like a person in a long time. Any friend of hers is a friend of mine. Ok?"

"That's great. But I feel like I owe you, and Paige was saying you needed help too. Is it in dealing with Mickie and co like you were saying last night? Because I'm in if that's it."

"Chill out." Ronda said. "I'm not bothered about them, she hasn't even shown her face, which doesn't shock me. When she does I'll deal with it. But I'm not letting her dictate how I spend my day. I'm not a predator, but she damn well is the prey."

Becky and Paige didn't respond for a second, realising she was simply biding her time. "So, what is it you need help with. You don't seem like you're having any troubles."

"Oh she is, she's got a big problem, it's just not Mickie James." Paige smirked.

"Stop it." Ronda looked annoyed.

"Oh come on. We are all girls here. We all make fun of each other." Paige smiled.

"She's right Ronda, if it helps, she's the easiest to make all mad. Feel free to give some back." Becky said with a grin, making Paige pout as she saw Ronda grin back. "You know it's true babe, so don't deny it." Becky gave Paige a quick peck on the lips, which stopped the pouting.

"Ok, but this isn't about me. Ronda needs help with something more personal. A matter of the heart."

"Really?!" Becky got excited at hearing it. "Who are you crushing on? Is that why we're over here? Is it one of ours?" She looked at her friends all around another table, although she couldn't see what they were doing. "Which one is it? I'm going to guess, um, Emma? What?" At this point Becky realised that Paige had frozen in place and Ronda was staring at her open mouthed."

Paige was the first to respond. "Er, Bex, sweetie, it's not a she, ok."

"Becky went bright red. "Oh god, Ronda, I'm so sorry."

Ronda closed her eyes and let out a breath. Then, to a Becky's relief, let out a laugh. "Forget about it, I suppose it's the obvious go to. We don't really have much contact with men do we."

"So, who is it, a guard?"

Ronda scoffed. "Please, I'd sooner take your first answer. Plus I doubt any one of them is a real man, well, except the Russian over there." Ronda indicated Lana.

Paige had to cover her mouth and try really hard not to laugh. "Nice one, I knew I liked you. Shall I tell her or would you rather?"

"It's ok. I got it. They made me see a counsellor when I got moved into a populated block. Make sure I'm 'adjusting' to it and not 'acting up'. Sounds ridiculous, and I know I don't need it, but then I met him. Dan. It's been a while, but he's what I've always wanted. But I only get to see him once a week usually. It sucks."

"So have you said anything, dropped a hint?" Becky asked.

"No, If it goes wrong, he might step back or they stop the appointments. I need them. He really understands me." Ronda smiled.

"So what's the plan?"

"I don't know, that's why I need you."

"Well the first thing is to make sure he notices you as more than a patient. When do you see him next?" Paige asked, but got no response. Ronda was staring into the distance, and then quickly stood. Paige and Becky looked across and saw right away that Mickie was staring back, with Victoria and the three girls known as Knockouts flanking her. Mickie held her arms out to her sides, clearing daring Ronda to make a move, then walking away, into the shower area, where a couple of women came out quickly, obviously having been sent on their way at speed.

"Really stupid. Time to finish this." Ronda said, cracking her knuckles.

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. All support is really appreciated.