Disclaimer: I own nothing from Prison Break although I wish I owned Dominic Purcell and Robert Knepper and Lane Garrison, well and pretty much all of them. Anyways, on with the story!

The next day was going good and was about the same as the day before. That was up until PI. About 15 minutes in Bellick came in and got Rachel announcing that she had a conjugal visit. Her brothers looked pissed while the rest of the guys looked shocked. Her only thought was oh shit this isn't going to end well. When she got to the room a man was in there waiting for her.

"Do you have the papers?" She asked

"Yes I do but remember we had a deal. I don't give you what you want until you give me what I want."

"Yeah okay whatever can we just get this over with?"

"Do not talk to me like that." He said and punched her leaving what was sure to be a black eye.

She was so glad when it was over. She didn't know why she had even married him in the first place. Well she did, they were young and she thought she was in love. Big mistake there. They left the room. When Bellick saw Rachel he smirked and grabbed her arm leading her back to PI. When Bellick left the room her brothers started in on her.

"What the hell were you having a conjugal for?" Michael demanded

"I'm married, well actually divorced as of now." She replied trying to keep calm.

"That still doesn't explain it."

"The only way he would sign the papers is if I gave him what he wanted one last time."

"Who is he? What happened to your eye?" Linc asked bringing her black eye to everyone's attention.

"I tripped and hit the corner of a table. Besides that I'm not going to tell you who he is because I don't want either of you going after him and killing him. Like all of our other conversations so far can we continue this later in private?"

"Fine." They agreed reluctantly.

Everybody went back to work after that and C-Note was watching the door. T-Bag came over and started to work next to Rachel. She always felt more than a bit apprehensive around him after hearing of the crimes he had committed but this time was worse for some reason. She saw something in his eyes. It was a mixture of lust and something else that she couldn't quite read and that bugged the hell out of her. She had prided herself on her ability to read people. It scared her too because if she couldn't read him by his eyes she couldn't tell what he was going to do.

"You know you're not that good of a liar? It's in your eyes just like with your brothers', although you do a better job of hiding it than them which is quite an accomplishment because they are both very good at hiding their emotions. Your whole family seems to be a very deceptive bunch. To most it wouldn't be noticeable, but me, I know how to read people. He hits you doesn't he sweetheart?" T-bag spoke quietly to her

"Maybe, maybe not, but like I said I'm not dealing with your crap right now."

"You might want to be careful about what you say around here that information could end up in the wrong hands."

"Yeah and if people try to do things with that information then they must have a death wish. I'm not talking about Mike or Linc either. I'm not normally a violent person but if you mess with me I will hunt you down and you will have a very slow and very painful death, and there will not be any evidence left behind. Got it?" Rachel said knowing he was talking about himself.

"You should watch what you say to me, some things have a way of biting you in the ass and what a pretty ass it is."

"Play times over T-Bag," Abruzzi said, "get back to work." T-Bag went to watch the door and Sucre and C-Note came over to her.

"You shouldn't let him treat you like that." Sucre told her

"Who T-Bag? Don't worry I'm handling him." She said pretending not to know what he was talking about.

"Your husband."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Chica don't even try that with me. I've seen it happen before and I know the signs, it's obvious he hits you."

"Fine, just don't tell my brothers I will. Besides we are getting a divorce, he signed the papers."

"That doesn't mean he won't rip them up though." C-Note pointed out

"If he does and tries to lay a hand on me again it will be the last thing he does. I can handle it you guys don't worry. Beside I have you and my brothers backing me up."

"Fine, you're right we do have your back." Sucre said and C-Note nodded in agreement

After PI we had some yard time. Tweener and Rachel were sitting on the ground in silence. Well he was sitting and she was lying on her back with her head in his lap. She was actually starting to develop a crush on him. He was cute and seemed like a good guy so far. She was laying there thinking when his voice broke through her thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Life."

"Anything in particular or just life in general?"

"Just about how messed up it can be sometimes."

"Yeah life is pretty messed up. So what's your story?"

"Dead beat alcoholic father, mom died when I was four. My brothers have been out of my life for three years, only to be reunited in prison to watch Linc die. That's my story in two sentences, pretty pathetic huh?"

"No it's not, you're not. Besides there's more to you than family, I can tell."

"That's sweet of you Tweener really. I know there's more to you than being a con. I bet the only reason you're in here is because of a stupid mistake. You know I can tell you don't like the nickname Tweener so I'll call you D."

"How did you know my name?"

"I have my ways."

"Well since you have a name for me I get to have one for you. How about Ray or Strawberry?"

"How did you know that was my favorite food?"

"You're not the only one who pays attention."

"Either one is fine with me."

"Aww isn't that sweet. Y'all getting cozy together. You know she's married right?" T-Bag said coming over to them

"Divorced as of today actually and how is it any of your concern?" Rachel snapped

"Well everything concerning my interests is my business." He stated

"Oh goody for me that I get to be one of your interests. You know I don't do 'business' with my brothers' friends or acquaintances, it's more likely for me to AIDS or some other disease like that, especially with your reputation." She said sarcastically

"Remember that conversation we had earlier about things biting you in the ass? Well you might want to be nicer or I'll have to tell your brothers about your little secret."

"I'll play your game for now but you never know what mysterious unfortunate accidents can happen."

"Is that a threat?"

"I like to think of it as more of a vague promise."

"Watch it sweetheart, you play with fire you might just get burned."

"Whatever you say T-Bag. Can you leave D and I alone? We were having a conversation before you interrupted us." He walked away and she noticed Michael watching from a distance.

"You should be more careful around him. I've heard crazy stuff about what he does." Tweener told her concerned

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing and you saw how I handled him just then. I've heard that stuff too."

"Alright I just don't want you to get hurt. You ever need anything let me know." He said

"Thanks, same here."

"No problem. That's what friends are for."

"Well I've never really had many friends. It was easier that way, but I'm glad I met you."

"Same here." He said and they both smiled.