Chapter three
The riot seemed like a distant memory when Michael was standing in the recently burned down break room, Lincoln stood near the window gazing out at the main building, it was weird but since that day he couldn't stop thinking of that nurse, he couldn't remember a name, but her voice.
"Linc, pay attention!" Michael snapping his brother out of his idol day dream, Lincoln turned to face him quickly.
"Yeah hole digging I get it!" he snapped while Katt was staring at the drain.
"Oh let me start the Atkins diet to fit into that wee little drain hole!" Katt was in on this; mainly down to the fact of she was scary.
"It's not going to be a tiny hole." Michael added while glancing down to the pipe again.
"Then; make, it, Bigger!" Katt snapped. She was moody because Sara had been giving her birth control that made her cramped and 'I'll bite your head off if you looked at me the wrong way' also known as permanent PMS.
Lincoln looked up from his memory on holding that nurse close to him in the dark protecting her. Doing something good. To bad that didn't count for anything.
Michael's eyes got dark. "This is MY plan - You SHUT UP! And listen to what I am saying!" He pointed at her; Katt took his finger putting it in her mouth.
"OWH!" Michael screamed pulling his finger back; Katt had bitten it as hard as possible.
"It's bleeding!" He glared at her; he wiped it down before placing it in his mouth quickly.
"Don't put this near me, you don't wanna have bitten!" She fixed her P.I. suit.
A Corrections officer Mack Stolte came in hearing the noise. "What's going on?" He snapped.
"Nothing Tool slipped." Michael said holding his finger up as proof, but Stolte rolled his eyes.
He glared slightly but he was another pretty decent C.O. "Benton. It's time for your cheek up." He held out the cuffs.
Lincoln watched Katt with a 'You're lucky' expression. He got checked out in his cell and by Sara. It was highly depressing.
Katt held her wrists out and Mack cuffed her, and started to walk her toward the infirmary.
Katt hoped to see Emma. She didn't want that Ginger bitch poking around any part of her body especially her down below parts to prove she wasn't being sexual abused by a C.O. or another inmate during P.I.
Emma was alone for once in the infirmary; her eyes quickly glanced up seeing Katt being brought into the office making her smile quickly.
"I am aright from here." she watched as Mack took the cuffs off.
"I'm going to be right outside..." he pointed as he stepped outside.
Emma quickly hugged Katt before stepping back; her eyes looked over her quickly. "How you holding up?" Emma asked turning around finding the pill with a glass of water.
Katt shrugged, "As expected, how about you?" Katt added while taking the glass of water knocking the pill down draining the glass.
"I'm fine, just spent an hour on the phone with my dad, he wants me to quit." she added while getting a stethoscope.
"Your dad is, well a piece of work." Katt laughed while Emma rolled her eyes.
"Just lift the shirt!" Emma rolled her eyes blowing onto the end of the stethoscope, Katt lifting her vest while Emma placed the end over her heart.
"Ok deep breath..." Emma said as Katt did so she counted the heart beat.
"I'd thought you wanted to be a surgeon." Katt said watching her friend's eyes, but Emma avoided looking at her.
"Change of plans." Emma's answer was simple, but Katt knew better. Her hand touched her friends.
"Really!" she spoke quickly as Sara now entered the office.
Katt's expression changed. "Can we hurry up?" She snapped in defence all fake of course. But Inmates do not get along with staff.
Emma glared. "If you sat still long enough!" Katt hissed, "I need to check your blood pressure and your bottom half." Emma glared.
Even if she was a doctor she found saying words like Vagina awkward even if it was her best friend.
"I'm not being abused!" Katt snapped darkly. "Bad enough you have me on some fucking ... Pill that makes me moody."
"I'm pretty sure that comes on its own." Sara said.
Emma wanted to fall into a big pit and die, it was hard enough that Sara was practically her boss, but Katt was closer enough to be family.
"You want to repeat that over here!" Katt yelled her eyes dangerously dark as her hands clenched on the table, Emma holding her shoulders while Katt pulled her shirt down.
"If you're gonna have that attitude I can see if there's room for you in the SHU!" Sara raised an eyebrow while Emma again wanted the ground to open up.
"Well if you say that I'll make it worth it!" Katt spat getting ready to spring from the table in time for Mack to come back into the room.
"Ok time to be back on PI they're asking for you!" Mack broke the tension in the room as Emma swallowed.
"Ok we can skip the exam, for another time..." Emma said in a small voice taking the latex gloves off, her face going pink.
Katt cracked her neck and held her wrists out to be cuffed, so Emma placed the gloves down into the trash and pinched the bridge of her nose, this wasn't how she wanted to spend her shift.
Sara was glaring at Katt. "You need a new attitude." her voice bitter as she still stood a safe distance away from Katt, leaving Emma in the middle ground.
"You need a new plastic surgeon." Katt snapped turning around quickly, her hand was in a tight fist attempting an advance at Sara who back away quickly.
Mack grabbing her cuffing her he pulled her out of the office back toward P.I.
Sara glared at her leaving. "Ungrateful ... Little... Cow." She stated, her face glaring to the back of Katt being pulled away.
Emma was thinking; "If we are personally describing ourselves." Sara looked at Emma. "Thanks for the back up!" her tone dry as she now walked over the sink to wash her hands.
Emma stared. "I didn't want to make the situation worse. Not my style..." her face glanced out the office remember her time with Katt in high school, "not anymore..." her whispered was so low Sara couldn't hear it over the running water.
Sara glared. "Well Sierra Benton will pay!" Sara sounded serious, but then Emma couldn't take it serious, and she started cracking up. Sara was quick to turn the tap off glaring at Emma, "Errrrr sorry hit funny bone!" Emma was quick to say to stop Sara staring at her.
"Gotta be careful..." Sara added while watching Emma quickly go over to the window. Emma placed her hand on the frame looking out into the small space where she could see the yard, she thought about how it must feel to be coped up like animals.
"I just don't know how people can be like that..." Sara's voice droned in the back ground as Emma kept looking at the small view of the CO break room her eyes studying the place seeing Katt walking towards it with a CO.
"No I don't understand either..." she replied trying to control the sinking feeling in her chest.
Emma watched her move like she wanted to break into a run. Pulling her eyes from the window she turned around.
Sara had been watching her. She stepped back and into the window. "What?" She asked.
Sara had shaken her head. "Nothing just ... You seem pretty distracted lately."
"Oh? I don't mean to be... A lot of my mind I guess."
"Wanna talk about it?" Sara looked up from a chart, she hoped not because
she didn't really care. But as the person in charge she had to ask.
Katt entered the break room glancing around to them all faking job, it wasn't long before a bang was on the entry door and Michael and Fernando pulled up a carpet with what look like the start of a hole.
"Oh you started the fun without me..." Katt faked pouted while walking back into the room, she moved to a nearby table quickly to sit on it to watch everyone else doing the work.
"You know if you help, this might go faster..." Michael snapped to Katt as his eyes meet hers, she didn't move.
"Sorry I have the pleasure of saying no, and not biting you again!" she replied while bringing her legs up on the table crossing them, she kept an eye on the working being done.
Michael didn't know what to do as everyone else watched as Katt fiddled with her nails.
"So you're going to just sit there?" Fernando added while Katt glanced up quickly.
"Wanna make something of it Papi!" Katt finally replied her eyes an intense stare.
Michael just touched his shoulder, "Just ignore her..." he whispered.
Fernando hissed at her something in Spanish, before turning away back to his job. Which he was doing to well of a job of faking it he deserved the nineteen cents.
Katt snapped; "Call me a lazy whore again and see where it gets you!"
Fernando turned his head and stared before not speaking he went back to work.
Michael blinked at Katt.
"We better get out of here soon Michael!" Lincoln was sucking his lip.
"We will! Just work." His eyes were focused on Katt who was leaning against the burnt wall with her eyes half closed.
Lincoln was felling the frustration running through him, he wasn't going to be scared of her, his had his fair share of woman hitting him and he wasn't scared.
He lifted up a smaller sledgehammer thrusting it under her nose. Katt was shocked to open her eyes fully before staring at Lincoln.
"You want out of here, you do your share of the work!" his voice tense, but his eyes kept focus on hers.
Katt glanced from his face, but then to the ground where they all were smacking the floor. "Just think of it as someone you hate..." he added with a wink, "It's what I'm doing." his voice lighter this time as Katt snatched the sledgehammer off him with a sigh.
"Fine!" Her voice was dry as she skipped off the table landing with a small thud. Lincoln smirked with a nod; Katt raised the hammer high and brought it down onto the cement.
"Well little fish." T-Bag smirked, "you mighty strong." he added watching her carefully; his voice was twisted in his sick amusement.
Katt hissed. "Shut your face." her eyes darted over to T-Bag it was not secret that she didn't want him anywhere near her.
"I love hard to get." T-bag was grinning while watching her carry on slamming the sledgehammer down, his hand reached into his pocket pulling it out, then putting it back in giving Katt a suggestive wink.
"I will tare your head off and burry it in Ghyettsburg!" Katt warned, her eyes dangerously glaring towards T-Bag her hands gripping on the sledgehammer, Lincoln and Michael exchanged a look.
"Oh prefect." Michael said, He placed his hand over his face trying to figure out what to do, it was no secret that everyone hated T-Bag, a part of Michael wanted Katt to take him out, but then it would put her a lot of trouble that Michael didn't need right now.
Lincoln glanced over to the window again, it was weird but he kept getting the feeling that someone was watching him, he put his head back down carrying on the work, and John quickly coughed tapping the door.
Michael and Fernando moved quickly to cover the hole again as Bellick now entered the room.
It was no surprise that Bellick was there to be nosy, but his eyes kept staring at Katt. "Well looks like a good job you guys are doing..." Bellick spoke slowly, his voice echoed around as he walked the room with sceptical eyes. Lincoln stepping back as Bellick past, but his path was heading towards Michael, "Time for your shot..." he said in a sick tone, but Michael was used to the way Bellick spoke to him, he nodded towards Lincoln as he now followed Bellick out of the Break room.
Bellick cuffed Michael tightly.
Michael felt the metal digging into his wrists. He knew better than to complain about it. He felt Bellick pulled his arm toward the doors, his eyes looked back to the break room for a moment before walking behind Bellick who looked to be pissed off as usual.
Emma looked up from the desk she was sitting back seeing Bellick uncuffing Michael Scofield. Sara was fixing her top and hair in a smudged mirror, even if she was meant to be 'Busy' today, Emma stood up.
"I got this Brad..." Emma smiled while Sara snapped her head around. Sara was glancing from Michael to Emma, but her eyes fixed darkly on Emma as Bellick left the office.
"Emma, I can do it, you can check out Stephens on bed four..." she smiled faked, but Emma wasn't going to back down, it was something Emma knew she could so well.
"But Stephens on bed four, his got a broken rib, you also operated on him, so I can't touch him." Emma shrugged trying to keep a smirk rising on her face, but Sara felt she lost storming from the room slamming the door behind her making Emma shudder.
Emma smiled with her small victory, making her way to the sink she started to wash her hands, she quickly felt her eyes glance down the drain seeing a small hole, ignoring it she now placed the latex gloves on smiling to Michael.
"Sorry about the change, just I don't like Stephens; he pinches my ass when ever I'm near him." She spoke softer than Michael expected her to, but he nodded with a small smile of his own.
"Don't worry, I'm not like that..." he laughed watching Emma getting the shot ready, her eyes focused on he task as she turned to face him.
"I know you from somewhere...?" He asked watching her walk closer to him; he watched her eyes as she placed the needle to his arms.
"Oh you saw me in the tattoo parlour when you got these done..." her eyes found his slowly, but he never stopped staring deep into hers.
"Yeah, that's it..." he said as she pushed pressure on the place she took the needle out.
Emma smiled trying to not seem overly friendly, but her eyes couldn't stop playing over the tattoos on his arms. "I get a twin cherry, you get the whole works."
"Well you know. I do like my ink." He stated.
Emma somehow didn't believe that. "Mhm... I'll bet." She said lightly shaking her head she took a cleaning wipe and cleaned the area again before putting a band aid on him.
"I've never gotten a band aid before." Michael looked amused, his voice was the soft calm making Emma blush lightly.
"Then Doctor isn't doing her job right, because that could cause infection." she quickly took off the latex gloves giving Michael another smile.
Michael nodded. "I'll be sure to remind her of that." Michael inhaled a breath. He smelled cherries. He liked the smell before seeing Bellick back.
"Thanks for the shot." He said playing with his hands lightly.
Emma laughed, "Well if I do you again, if you're really good..." Emma reached in her pocket taking out a lolly, "you can have one." She laughed putting it back in her pocket as Bellick recuffed Michael avoiding Emma's tone; she never used that tone with him.
"Ahh be stole my heart..." Michael joked as he was taken out of the office, Emma quickly washed her hands again feeling her face flush, she never saw Michael Scofield in that way, but his presents always left her feeling giddy, like a teenager again.
"Happy!" Sara snapped walking into the office, her hand brushed over her ass feeling scared to go back to bed four.
"He upgraded to spanking now!" Sara added while looking over the paperwork, but her eyes found Emma's.
"What is this?" She asked lifting something from Emma's side of the desk; Emma was quick to stare at the photo.
"Why are you going through my stuff?" Emma's eyes glared, her face wasn't pink any more, but turning a mean red.
"What is it?!" Sara snapped. "I'll tell you WHAT it is! THIS IS!" Sara sneezed.
"S'not." Emma shuddered wanting to drown herself in a tub of water with a toaster but knowing her she'd forget to plug the toaster in.
"It's ... Sierra Benton!" Sara snapped.
"That was taken at a party a while ago!" Emma defended.
Sara flipped it over. "Katt and Emma ~ Orange County California Senior vacation." She read off it.
Emma looked pissed off. "LEAVE MY SHIT ALONE!" She grabbed the photo and stuffed it into her pocket.
She was busted, but she wasn't going to give up, she couldn't lose this job.
"Well then maybe I should take this up with the Pope!" Sara had what she wanted to finally get rid of Emma, Sara didn't like her, she didn't know why, was it the fact she wasn't an ex junkie, that she may of dropped out of medical school, but still a whole lot smarter than she was. Sara just kept her eyes focused on Emma's.
Emma now swallowed hard, he eyes careful, she was going to chose her words wisely, "All you have is a high school photo as proof, we went to high school together, that was taken, what ten years ago!" her voice harsh, "When I have more proof, of your little things with Scofield, so you want to throw me to the wolves, make sure you clean the blood of before they come after you!" she snapped now storming out the office, slamming the door so hard the glass shook.
Sara stood alone in the office hugging herself, Emma was right, she couldn't do anything against her without putting herself in the spotlight.