Three weeks had passed since what was now being referred to as 'The best day ever' and today was a massive day as Frankie waved goodbye to the two women and two men who worked underneath her as she made her way towards Wentworth to get ready for the interview. Things had progressed massively, and what had started out as a simple interview with Bea and company, had now turned into an hour long one off documentary that 9 news was going to be airing next week. The board had refused for a live interview, citing that they couldn't guarantee the women wouldn't use the opportunity for a hidden agenda, and their answers couldn't be controlled, which made perfect sense from a PR perspective, they had final say on the edit which would be released to the public. And the entire prison was buzzing with the news that their home was going to be on TV for a good reason for once.
The documentary now extended to an interview with Vera as Governor, Will as Deputy and Bridget as the forensic psychologist. They had all been briefed on the questions they would be asked providing them with an opportunity to formulate answers, which were then signed off by the board.
As Frankie checked herself in at the entrance, she grinned at the excitement buzzing around the place, it wasn't often that Wentworth was alive like this. She was escorted to H2 which was being used as a staging area, whilst H1 was being used as the set. They wanted to give the public a real insight to the conditions the women lived in, instead of using a studio, or some interview room within the prison.
"Is this the set for Wentworth Housewives?" Frankie asked as she entered with a box of donuts for everyone, who jumped up from their seats between make up, hair, and wardrobe. Although they had been refused to wear their own clothes, the TV crew had brought in some cleaning crew to press the uniforms to make sure they looked as neat as possible for TV.
"You're the only housewife here Doyle" Boomer grinned as she grabbed the box of donuts and jumped out of Frankie's reach, worried her best friend would try and crack her one for her 'insult'.
"Happy housewife" Frankie corrected much to Boomer's shock as she watched her friend approach her partner and kissing her lips sexily before whispering something in the blondes ear which caused the psychologist to blush before pushing Frankie away from her with a warning look. 'Uhh' Boomer thought. 'loved up Frankie is no fun... its only fun if she retaliates'
"How's everyone feeling?" Frankie grinned at the nervous faces as she planted a kiss on Bea's head and squeezed her shoulder, ignoring the questioning looks from the TV crew members as this newcomer made her way between the prison staff and inmates alike and received equal respect and welcome from both sides.
"Bloody shitting myself, I cant believe you talked us into this" Bea glared.
"Baby chill, your going to be great, stop stressing" Allie soothed as hair dresser straightened her hair before pulling it up into a ponytail that Allie normally wore.
The crew were being careful not to beautify prison too much, but the women were loving being pampered and having their hair and make up done for them. Frankie squeezed Bea's shoulder once more.
"Red, you know what they are gonna ask, all you have to do is answer honestly. Your going to do great, just think of all the women that are going to benefit for this documentary... and blondie is right, you need to stop stressing, having a heart attack in front of the camera, is not going to be a good look for you" Frankie grinned.
"Babe be nice!" Bridget warned her from across the room, causing the other women to laugh.
"Yeah Frankie... be nice, otherwise Miss Westfall might have to throw you in the slot and punish you" Boomer grinned hoping for a reaction.
"In that case, I definitely wont be nice" Frankie winked and raised her eyebrows at Boomer who grimaced as she realised that Frankie had turned her words around, as usual.
"There's something wrong with you" Boomer stated, not liking the playful look in Frankie's eyes.
"Yeah there is, I have to hang out in this place with your miserable face instead of being at home making out with my fiancé all night" Frankie laughed.
"Frankie, enough!" Bridget called from the hair chair, where the hair dresser was beginning to straighten her hair now that her makeup and clothing was complete.
"Aww come on Gidge... Boom's loves to hear all the gory details, don't you Boom's" Frankie grinned, throwing a wink at Bridget's reflection in the mirror, her grin spreading when she saw her lover shake her head in amusement.
"Do I shite... I don't wanna know what kinky perverted shit you get up to" Boomer laughed.
"Ahh but the fact that your assuming that we are getting up to kinky perverted shit, just says how much thought you already have put into my sex life" Frankie laughed as Boomer blushed.
"Your an idiot" Boomer laughed as she pulled Frankie into a tight hug, whispering that she had missed her.
"Jesus Boom's... my fiancé is sat right there, you cant ask me to come back to your cell and do that shit to you, you know it was a one time only thing" Frankie jumped back in surprise, smirking at the look of horror on Boomer's face as she realised that she had just been set up.
"Frankie, leave her alone" Bridget laughed, loving watching how partner interacted with her family.
"See that loosely translates to... Frankie, leave her alone, I'm getting jealous that Boom's is getting to hit on you, and I'm not" Frankie grinned, guffawing when both Boomer and Bridget flicked the finger at her at the same time.
"As if I would touch you, god knows where you have been" Boomer laughed.
"Shit you're right, Gidge have you have a STD check lately?" Frankie called almost doubling over at the shock on Bridget's face that her partner would ask her such a thing in front of people. Boomer couldn't help but cackle at the huge balls Frankie had.
"No but after being with you I probably should" Bridget shot back, trying to force her blush back down.
"It's probably advisable... she has been with some pretty skanky hoes from what I hear" Allie laughed, getting in on the joke, grinning proudly when she heard Bea guffaw.
"True, apparently she didn't have any taste until she met me" Bridget offered, grinning at the feigned shock on Frankie's face.
"Excuse me, you have no idea who has kept my bed warm, I'll ask you not to judge thanks, jealousy is a horrible thing" Frankie laughed.
"Oh yeah, what's your magic number again Frankie?" Boomer grinned when she saw the serious glare Frankie was now throwing her way with a slight shake of her head, and with that gesture, Boomer knew she had hit the jackpot and struck gold.
Frankie moved to the freshly vacated seat to get her screen make up done, frowning at the silence that had followed Boomer's question.
"Ahh come on Franks, you didn't used to be so shy, what was that magic number again?" Boomer grinned.
"Shut it Boom's" was Frankie's only retort, and Boomer knew she had her... hook, line and sinker. Frankie had never been coy about how many conquests she had achieved before Bridget, reciting her number to anyone who would listen… and often to anyone who wouldn't listen.
"Come on Frankie… we all know your number is 47" Boomer stated, the rest of the women calling the number 47 with her before bursting out in laughter at Frankie who groaned and dropped her head into her hands.
"What's up Doyle, you used to be so proud of your magic 47" Bea grinned, grabbing that hypothetical spoon and stirring the pot a bit while she had the opportunity. Chances to torture Frankie while she was embarrassed were very few and far between.
"Wait a sec… she's w'th Bridge now, so it must be 48 now" Liz grinned, unable to resist joining in the fun as she threw an apologetic glance at Bridget who just winked for her to keep it up, she was enjoying seeing Frankie cringe for a change.
"Guy's you've had your laugh, now lets move on" Frankie snapped, taking the other women back a little.
"Oh this is priceless… you never told her your magic number, did you" Boomer grinned, knowing by Frankies glare that she had completely hit the nail on the head.
"Boom's.. I think we should drop it now" Liz advised after seeing Frankie snap just a moment ago.
"Nah everyone knows you need to be honest about your magic number… Frankie was never shy before… I mean I bet Bridget had said her lucky number" Boomer called, unable to resist as she winked at Bridget.
"22 including Frankie" Bridget laughed as Frankie's eyebrows shot up in surprise, she knew it was highly unprofessional of her to make such a confession in front of inmates, but she was surrounded by people she considered friends and whom she trusted, and the hilarity of embarrassing Frankie for a change was more than worth it.
"what's 22 including Frankie?" Governor Bennett asked, entering mid conversation, laughing when Allie wolf whistled at her perfectly pressed uniform.
"Uh … Miss Westfall was just telling us how many women she has gotten off… their sentences I mean" Boomer blushed causing Frankie to smirk for the first tme in several minutes. Bridget rolled her eyes with laughter at Boomer's attempt to protect her.
"We were discussing magic numbers… Frankie is being all shy about her 48" Bridget confided, pulling Vera into the awkward yet hilarious conversation.
"Wow Frankie… you should really get tested" Vera grinned, picking up that they were all tag teaming Frankie and giving her a taste of her own medicine. "especially if you ever plan on acting on your crush" Vera winked at Frankie causing all the women to erupt into laughter.
"How's the toy boy?" Frankie asked as she flipped Vera the finger.
"Toy boy?" Boomer grinned, loving a bit of juicy gossip.
"he is fine thanks Frankie… still doesn't want to meet his biggest competition" she laughed as she flicked her finger back at the ex inmate much to the amusement of the other women.
"Come on Miss Bennett… what's your magic number" Boomer grinned cheekily.
"Well for professional sake, let's just say it's less than 48 and leave it at that" Vera winked at Boomer before sitting down to have her own makeup done.
"Ah we will get it out of her one day" Boomer grinned. "Maybe when Frankie finally gets her crush in the sack"
"Bea what's your magic number?" Boomer grinned turning her attention towards the former top dog, wondering if she could cause some more mischief.
"Easy 2… the father of my daughter and the love of my life, there will never be a number 3" Bea grinned almost proudly as she saw Allie flush at the confession. It was not a topic they had ever felt the need to discuss, but she wasn't embarrassed to share the information.
"AllIe?" Boomer asked wiggling her eyebrows.
"One" Allie stated seriously, glaring when the other women laughed.
"One hey blondie" Frankie grinned, glad that the attention had been moved from her. "Damn you must have been one lame arsed prostitute" Frankie grinned.
"Only one that actually mattered" Allie flushed when several of the women 'aww'ed at her.
"Shit you're smooth, that's what I should have said, maybe I should pull you aside and get some tips" Frankie laughed.
"Oh Frankie Babe, trust me I have plenty of tips I could share with you that Bridget would apprecIate" Allie winked as Frankie almost choked on her laughter.
"Nah seriously Allie… what's your magic number" Boomer asked again.
"You really want to know that bad Boom's?" Allie asked nervously, sighing when Boomer nodded excitedly.
"I lost count after it reached 400.. but like I said, there is only one that matters" Allie confessed nervously, not daring to look Bea in the eye and seeing the horror and disgust in them.
"Shit… now my 5 seems tiny, I reckon I have some catching up to do! Liz?" Boomer asked, turning the attention away from Allie who was looking extremely uncomfortable.
"A lady doesn't kiss and tell" Liz advised wisely.
"well that's nice for a lady, but I was asking you" Boomer smirked, receiving more laughter as Liz flicked her the finger.
"One, just the father of my two beautiful children" Liz grinned, glad that she didnt have an embarrassing number.
"Maxi?" Boomer asked.
"Four and a half" Maxine grinned.
"How the hell do you get a half, wanking a guy off doesn't count, otherwise I'd be a lot higher than 5!"
"I have slept with four people, and the half is the woman carrying my child, who I obviously haven't slept with, but she has to count in there somewhere, I mean she is the mother of my unborn child" Maxi grinned as Boomer hugged her tightly.
"Come on Gov, you're the only one still to answer, don't wuss out on us" Boomer giggled as the woman in question rolled her eyes in amusement.
"That is a secret I will take to my grave" Vera grinned.
"Or until you give her a few tequilas" Frankie suggested, receiving a playful slap from the woman sat beside her.
Having finally gotten her hair finished, Bea walked to Allie who was sitting quietly on the couch, barely listening to the antics anymore.
"Baby you were honest with me before we got together, I always knew your number would be high. It doesn't matter to me ok. Like you said, there is only the one that matters" Bea whispered as she leaned in and kissed Allie's lips, leaving no trace of doubt that her confession had definitely not changed the way the older woman looked at her.
"Thanks baby" Allie smiled sheepishly when they broke apart. Bea watched in wonder at the adorable uncertainty that was written across Allie's face, an unusual sight for her to see. She leaned forward again, capturing the blonde's lips in a hungry kiss.
"Oh shit, here they go. Miss Bennett I don't suppose you brought any ear plugs did you? You really don't want to hear what comes next" Boomer grinned, receiving a playful kick from Bea who pulled away from Allie's lips, but remained resting against Allie who wrapped her arm protectively around Bea's shoulders.
"Jealousy's a bitch Boom's" Allie grinned.
"Hah jealous… it's like having Frankie back when she was bumping uglies with Kim… if it wasn't her keeping us awake all night with moaning, then it's you two, some of us need our beauty sleep, you bloody lezzo's don't seem to understand that" Boomer laughed not realizing what she had said until a box of tissues hit her in the head, she glanced in the direction they had come from to find Frankie glaring at her before motioning towards Bridget.
"Ahh shit sorry Bridge… I didn't think, God I'm a fucking idiot" Boomer grimaced, feeling terrible.
"Don't worry about it Booms, just be glad you don't live next door to us, I'm pretty sure I give Kim a run for her money" Bridget smiled, trying to ease the woman's discomfort and upset at herself, she knew Boomer had messed up by accident and wouldn't have made a comment like that to hurt her intentionally.
Boomer cracked up when she saw the shocked expression on Frankie's face at Bridget's retort.
"Hey Frankie, I think you've met your match with her" Boomer giggled.
"Yeah I think Gidge has forgotten that she's a psych and is meant to listen not talk" Frankie laughed softly, still reeling from BrIdgets honestly, Bridget had admitted that when she first bumped into Kim she had been jealous, and the incident with Kim calling her a scrag in expensive clothes that was shagging her woman, in the middle of a group session... but she hadn't expected such an open and dominating comment from her fiance.
The women laughed amongst themselves, forgetting that they were supposed to be on different sides of the bars, none of them noticed the cameras had already started rolling and were capturing their antics.