Chapter five
The next few days were hard for Katt, what made it worse she didn't know who to trust, the entire male CO's had the means to have done what they did to her. Katt was grateful for Emma, but also scared for Sara to do her examination.
In the Break room C-Note was no one the escape plan, Lincoln's son was wanted for murder, he was angry, smashing the floor as hard as he could.
"Some one better cool him off before he gets us too much attention!" C-Note snapped as Michael was quick to touch his brother's arm.
"Linc..." his voice soothing, but it didn't help, Katt being in the mood she was quickly jumped in front of Lincoln snatching the sledgehammer away.
"Cool off Lincoln before we are all in shit!" her voice edgy, since that nice three days ago, she was always moody, edge and most of all scared.
T-Bag was watching the Little Fish with the hammer to big for her size.
Going at it with the hammer the cement went flying into the air.
Fernando turned his head away avoiding the cement that went flying up and hitting the ground.
Katt's eyes were huge hitting the floor, scared always flickering. She was in a small room with a lot of men who'd not had sex in a long time. She was shaking while hitting the floor.
Lincoln was taking deep breaths. "We need out.. NOW Michael!" He gritted his teeth.
Michael closed his eyes for a moment, everything was over whelming him, his hands covered his face trying to think, thinking was all he could do in that moment.
"Everyone, Be still!" he finally snapped, his voice a harsh spit of words making everyone keep still, he then took a deep breath exhaling through his nose.
"Lincoln I know, but if we rush this, we can seriously screw it up, so you have to know that this is a plan that has it's time lines!"
Lincoln didn't understand a word that came out of his brother's mouth, but he felt his inside were boiling to come out, it was weird for him, but in the end it was his son, they were getting to him by putting his son's life in danger and it was eating his insides away.
Michael glanced to Katt, she stood still by the window, he didn't understand why, but something about her was off for the past few days, but it didn't really feel like it was his business. After all it wasn't his place to ask her what was wrong first day he noticed, she told him to fuck off, the next time she didn't speak at all.
"Michael, its L.J..." Lincoln's voice was panicked, but Michael kept his cool, his voice was soft.
"I know, but this plan is time sensitive, one wrong move and it's not going to work."
"You don't understand Michael! That is MY son!" Lincoln's words were harsh but small at the same time.
"Linc! I know that okay!" Michael snapped.
C-Note, T-Bag and John stood silently in the room.
Fernando tapped the door lightly with the clip board counting things out.
C-Note and John moved putting the carpet and table out. "Everyone out!" Lewis Patterson talked into the room.
"What?" Michael said.
"You heard me! Everyone out." He was serious.
"But we're..." C-Note stopped. "Just all go wait around that corner and DON'T move a muscle till I come get you." He pointed. They all filed out.
Lewis put his hand on Katt's shoulder and she almost screamed freezing.
"C.O. Geary is here to take you to your exam." He added.
Katt's eyes started swimming a horrified expression came across her face.
Michael watched worried as Katt was being walked away with Geary, she glanced behind catching Michael's eye, her face looked completely helpless.
Emma stood in the office alone, she learned against her desk trying to remember how much she wanted this job, she really wanted to help people, but every day that ticked by she knew something wasn't right with Katt. Her hands brushed into her hair as she finally took a deep breath turning to look at Sara working the ward, she was quiet mostly when they shared the small space together, she hated fighting she remember how much it made her stomach twist up. The clock on the wall felt like it was clicking time down; finally Emma sat down placing her head in her arms trying to forget the fight with Sara, the mood swings of Katt, and the man that helped her that riot all those days ago.
"Emma got your three o'clock." Geary said after opening the door making Emma snap her head up, the little strands of hair stuck to the side of her face as she tried to wake up.
"Yeah, oh Katt…" Emma got up looking to Geary uncuff Katt, but her hands recoiled from him, Emma snapped onto this before she could think of what to say Geary had walked away.
"So how's PI?" Emma asked as Katt quickly sat on the examining table, she glanced out the window taking a deep breath, she didn't answer.
So Emma now looked to the pill in her hand handing it over to Katt, Katt knocked it back without the water, she went to jump off the bed before Emma held her still.
"I have to do an examination Katt, I'm sorry…" Emma's voice was soft, but Katt but she knew Emma would guess, and then Katt would be moved to another prison away from her.
"Please." Emma started again swallowing what felt like a stone in her throat.
Katt's eyes swollen and hopeless looked at everything in the room but Emma. She spent extra time looking at the floor studying Emma's boots.
Emma went to place her hand on Katt's shoulder but Katt recoiled from it falling back onto the examination table. She tried sitting up quickly looking about to cry she struggled her uniform was caught on a sticking out nail that was digging into the fabric holding her down.
"Katt... Relax!" Emma said seeing her overalls on the nail. She reached over to unhook it but Katt moved to fast and the uniform ripped enough that she could curl up into a tight ball.
"Okay." Emma let out a breath. "I've been lignite but now we have to do the examination!" could feel the pain in her words. Katt closed her eyes trying to ignore the look on Emma's face; it killed her not to talk to her, Bu Emma walked over getting latex gloves before closing her eyes taking a deep breath.
"Emma, don't…. Please…." Katt's voice was horse, it was hard for her to get the words out, but Emma froze holding her hands together. It was hard to look see the look of pain flash across them tropical eyes of hers, Katt hated it as she watch Emma step closer pulling the blind across the table for privacy.
"Katt, if you have been sexually assaulted you should tell me!" Emma stood close to her, Katt opened her mouth, but it fell shut again trying to ignore the voice in the back of her head, the voice of Geary before they entered the ward. She could feel the bitterness of his tone.
"When you get examined, you did it yourself!" he hissed before running his hands over her stomach, Katt blinked the memory away, his voice echoed in the darkness of her mind.
Emma now glanced from the door to Katt again, "Katt, please don't shut me out again!" her words calm, her eyes telling a different story.
Katt's eyes filled tears. She closed then tightly, she wanted to shut everything off.
Emma didn't want to be getting angry but it was hard to remain calm, Katt kept her out of everything; stealing, drugs, murders, deals, Rapes. She put her gloves in the trash and sighed. "Please!" She finally snapped. But felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.
She really didn't want to know she looked down and then inhaled a breath.
Katt refused to speak anymore. She just wanted to go back to her cell and stay locked up in there until she rode the lighting to hell.
"Just go…" Emma snapped finally turning her back, her voice was harsh as she curled her hands around herself trying to not cry, it wasn't that easy for her to just let everything go, and she had given up again.
Katt got to her feet feeling some relief as Bellick was the one to take her back to PI, Katt took one glance back seeing Emma reflection in the window, her eyes closed a single tear escaped her lids rolling down her cheek, it was a stab in the gut as Bellick locked the cuffs on guiding her away from the office.
Sara glanced from the person she was talking to, to Katt's face, Sara didn't really like this arrangement, but her head quickly looked back to Emma who was standing by the window, the same after every examination of Katt, Emma was pulling into her shell, it wasn't like her to be shy, but Sara was worried about her.
Emma inhaled and exhaled sharp, se wasn't sure what to do as she now turned for the Exit, she ran quickly down the stairs, she ran passed Katt and Bellick, Katt watched at Emma ran faster than she thought she could. Emma kept running until she got to the entry gate, her hands hitting the fence as she held onto her ribs leaning forward to breathe, but it hurt her lungs on fire, her tears escaped as she sobbed curling in on herself.
The tears slide down Emma's cheeks dripping off singly splashing onto the pavement and evaporating into the air within seconds.
Her stomach twisted into knots making the urge to throw up greater then she expected to ever feel.
She couldn't help breathing loudly out of her mouth she slapped the linked fence with her hand crying out in an angered scream.
Keeping her eyes squeezed close didn't stop the tears like she wanted.
Her head started to spin a dizzy haze as her lungs pleaded with her to stop taking deep quickly breaths.
She stumbled and fell back against the prison brick and she kicked the fence.
She let her head fall back against the brick it felt cold. Her hands rushed up grabbing her hair she twisted it around her fingers pulling it. Her mind was flashing back and forth everything. She could see herself opening her front door staring face to face with her best friend with blood stained clothes, broken eyes and a withered soul. She shook her head violently. But it just went to another memory. Standing in the hall way outside a hospital her fingers tapped the dirty glass. She watched that blonde hair moved quickly the eyes reflecting a look into hers. Emma pressed her hand against the glass. Tapping it with her fingers again, Katt stood up, wearing all white hospital clothes. Her face was stitched and bruised. Emma's eyes looked into hers before breaking the connection looking to her hand, then back to Katt and back to her hand. Katt's fingers twitched touching the glass were Emma's palm was... She placed her hand on the glass matching Emma. Emma was fighting back the tears now. Katt rested her forehead on the small window and Emma flowed in suit.
Emma opened her eyes looking to the sky, her head was throbbing, her lungs finally calming down, she brushed her hands over her eyes feeling the sting of the tears, her chest raised and fells while her hands wrapped around her knees, it wasn't meant to be like this, but it was. Emma was about to get to her feet when she saw him moving closer to her wall, he didn't notice her until their eyes meet. Emma felt her heart leap into her throat as his green eyes found hers.
"What are you doing?" Emma snapped pulling herself tighter against the wall, Lincoln was frozen staring into them tropical eyes, but the skin around was red from crying.
"I thought I heard something…" he quickly said trying to ignore the need to make a run out of the open gate, but his eyes kept fixed on Emma's. "Are you ok?" He asked moving closer to her. Emma kept still watching Lincoln Burrows a man on death row carefully brushing a hand on her knee, Emma's eyes followed his hand before looking back into his eyes. "I'm fine, just it's a long day…" her voice a soft whispered as her eyes looked back to the sky running her fingers into her hair she turned to face Lincoln again. "You better get back before people suspect some things up." she finally said trying to get to her feet, but her body was too tired.
Lincoln was quick to his feet holding a hand out for her, Emma's eyes looked up fast to him staring with a mix of need and a mix of don't touch me.
She couldn't stop herself she took his hand that was waiting. She wanted to pull back the second she did but Lincoln had locked his hand around hers and had stepped over pulling her up with ease. "BURROWS!" Someone yelled.
Lincoln let go of her hand quickly. Emma almost fell back into the brick again but her fingers wrapped around the fence.
"What's going on here?" Geary snapped glaring at Lincoln, but his eyes quickly glanced over the state of Emma. "Did he hurt you?" his voice snapped glaring at Lincoln who wanted to hit the guy, but kept it bottled in, but Emma could feel the tension rising.
"I fell over, I wasn't feeling well, I ran to get some air, I feel…" she took a deep breath she held her chest before glancing to Michael who was walking behind Geary. "I screamed, like a baby." she laughed nervously as quickly looking to Lincoln her eyes wide.
"I thought I heard something, so I just checked it out boss…" Lincoln finished her sentence as Michael watched from behind, his eyes trying to work out what really happened.
It wasn't bad enough that morning what Emma had to deal with between who she claimed to be her first only and real friend. She was now leaning against her desk staring at her busted lip and her nice prefect red and purple eye. Apparently when Emma filed a report ... Word got around to a certain corrections officer. Emma was supposed to be clocked off by now. "You going to tell me? Or are we playing the guessing game?" She crossed her arms over her chest. Katt didn't speak.
It wasn't hard to see that it was an attack, "Katt if you don't tell me what happened, I can't help you." Her voice pleading, begging for some kind of response before Katt snarled.
"I told you, I tripped and fell outside the break room…" Her voice a hiss as it was painful to lie, but it was a lie she would have to deal with on her own, it wasn't hard for Katt to just keep thinking, a few more days and I'm free.
"Really, you tripped and busted open your face like that?" Emma pointed out feeling it was pointless, but her eyes kept focus.
Katt turned away, she couldn't look at Emma, but her voice kept harsh, "How could you, you filed a report that was a lie!" her tone low, but her face was hard as Emma blinked.
"I didn't file any report Katt, what would you think that!" she snapped, but her eyes looked around the office, "Katt you need to tell me who done this to you?" again the pleading in her voice was like a knife right through Katt's heart.
"I fell, Emma I fucking FELL!" Katt now threw her arms as Bellick walked into the office.
"You don't, inmates need to be back in their cells in ten!" Bellick spoke carefully, but his eyes scanned over Emma as she stood arms crossed.
"I got the report, witness and all; Katt tripped over a sledgehammer and hit her face on a shelf." Bellick's tone cool, but Emma didn't believe this.
"See Emma, god just let it go." Katt muttered as Bellick slapped the cuffs on he tight, he started to walk her out of the office, and she didn't look back but heard the door slam hard and Emma cursing.
She winced at the cursing from Emma, it pained her heart horribly. She couldn't deny that. It wasn't like she was lying for fun.
She couldn't tell, she wasn't allowed to tell, not only would she probably die but ... An investigation might harm the plan. She didn't know but she wasn't taking any chances.
Fingers tingling from lack of blood flow. She kept her eyes forward.
"Good thing you can keep you mouth shut inmate." Bellick snapped.
Lincoln listened to the doors being opened to Death Row. He listened to the cell behind him getting unlocked. The click of hand cuffs, and the scuffled of a hurried tiny Katt into her cell, sitting on her cot.
Lincoln waited for the cell door to close and lock and for the main door to close.
Before finally opening his mouth, "So; you ever gonna tell anyone?" He sat next to the drain pipe sliding down the wall.
Katt didn't say anything but Lincoln heard her moving to the pipe as well.
Lincoln would get to the bottom of this.
Kat bit her lip, her eyes glanced around the darkness, but her body felt tense, waiting for something to happen, she pulled her knees close to her chest before sighing.
"Never, for all our sake, I'm keeping what ever happens to myself…" her words soft, her hands holding around her chest where the once piece of jewellery they let her keep, her half of the friendship locket.