Author's Notes: Ok so remember that prison Break episode called Brother's keeper.... Well I thought why can't Katt and Emma get into this action...
Most prison Break fans should know what happened to the other characters so I didn't see a point to write that, but ready this you can get a insight to the reasons Katt and Emma's lives went they way they did...
Sister's Keeper….
7 years ago…
The loud bass music made the walls vibrate with the loud speakers on the floor. If it weren't bad enough being in the room with music that loud, sitting on the speakers were not any better.
With the turn of her head sandy blonde curls bounced around wildly. Her dark skin reflected a dark purple under the black lights, new years 1998.
Fitting ripped and half dirty with mud and other stuff with a neon orange belt for style mixed with a thin strapped light blue tank top under a heavy sweater, Sneakers with holes. That was the style of Katt Benton.
Flicking the ashes off her cigarette his eyes scanned over the people in the room, but her mind kept returning to the one person she always cared about.
Her fingers found her necklace and they wrapped around it tightly holding it in her hand closed up like it would let her best friend know, she was okay, she was still alive.
She could call; couldn't she? But she wouldn't. Knowing Emma she was having an elegant new years party with her college school friends. She wasn't going to ruin that for her.
It was bad enough all the crap she'd drug Emma into in the past. Fires, Busts, hospitals, police stations. She never really understood why Emma kept coming around. But she was thankful.
Her eyes looked up seeing a shadow cast over the light. Her eyes met large blue ones. "I got a tip." He said casually.
Katt lifted her glass of pure vodka, "Do you?" She asked before taking a long drink of it, the burn trailed down her throat as the potent alcohol ran down her oesophagus into her stomach.
"Actually, It is ... More of a job." He smirked sitting down on the speaker beside her close to her.
"I finished with your jobs." Katt stated putting the glass down behind her taking a puff off her smoke.
"Ohhh; Are you?" His tone was more of a 'Are you sure you want to say that.'
Her eyes snapped up looking darkly to his. "What?" She snapped angry she squeezed her smoke between her fingers it became flat flittered.
"South Chicago. A structural company is ... Renovating a bank."
"In which you are robbing?" Katt suggested.
He laughed - more of a chuckle. "My kitten knows me all to well." His fingers ran up her sweaters sleeve to her curls. His fingers wrapped in them carefully.
Katt titled her head away from him and he moved closer. His was face closer to her neck.
"Eddie, not now." The words lowly escaped her lips. She winced as the wrapped in her hair got tighter.
"Are you denying me my kitten?" His lips touched her neck.
"I thought you wanted a job done." She tried to have her voice reflex uncaring, which she slowly was now. Laughing again Ed parted his mouth next to her neck and bit it.
Katt took in a deep gasp for air. Twisted her head away it pulled at the skin he was biting.
Ed let her go to speak. "I need you to go down there and help Greg with the money."
Katt nodded, not the first time, probably not the last. She went to stand up but was pulled back down.
Ed forced his lips onto hers and demanded a kiss in return.
Katt closed her eyes kissing him back quickly. Pulling away she turned her face, he turned it back; "After this; I will make you my wife." He smiled to the eighteen year old girl who was no more innocent then anyone else in this room.
She stood up, swallowed hard putting her smoke out and pulled her hood up.
"After this; I want Emma to be safe again." Katt stated.
"After what her father did and pissed off the wrong people. I think; after tonight everything will be well." Ed stated nodding.
"Love you Kitten." Ed was still sitting on the speakers with usual jeans and button up shirt. He was bald because he continuously shaved his head. He eyes were bright blue. Katt didn't even know how old he was ... In the forties she knew that.
"Love you too Eddie." She said quickly rushing out of the room filled with people in the snow covered streets of Chicago.
Standing across the bank that was half ripped apart by renovation it was silent. But that is how everything happened in silence.
She stepped on her smoke butt and walked across the street and up onto the side walk. Her eyes looked up to a door. She walked into the door.
Putting her hand behind her back she pulled out a shiny silver nine millimetre. She loaded six bullets and a Silencer.
She turned a corner walking down the empty banks lobby. Going for the stairs the door to them was locked with a sim card. She pulled on the door for a minute before looking to the lift. She hit the up button.
Staring; she waited her heart was pounding viciously in her chest. She froze as the doors open. Someone was already in the lift.
They looked up, Crap. She was busted. She walked into the lift casually. Standing on the far corner her eyes focused as the door closed.
She caught a glimpse of this guy; total nerd with his tan pants, white button up shirt, sleeves rolled up and a tie - Loser 101.
She reached her hand out to touch the forth floor but she pulled her hand back quickly because his hand was there too.
"Sorry." He said hitting the sixth floor, Katt hit the fourth floor and went back to be confined in her little corner.
"Do you work here?" He asked in an analytic tone.
"Yeah; new temp, Boss told me to come back and pick up some files..." She casually spoke her eyes never looking at him.
"Oh' I'm the engineer on the job. We might be seeing a bit of each other then."
Katt didn't speak she watched the floors looking up slowly, slower and then seeming to stop her mind playing tricks on her. Her nerves were more intense.
"I'm Michael by the way." He stated while looking down at a note pad with a bunch of writing all over it.
Michael what a total and utter name for a nerd. Katt bet he was in chess club. "Sierra." Katt said smoothly.
"Oh' that is a unique name." He looked up, Katt wished he hadn't.
"Better than Michael." She said while watching the doors open on four.
She walked out with out another word; Worst lift ride. EVER. She turns the corner and she froze.
"ED!" She yelled it echoed. She covered her mouth.
"Kitten." He grinned he stood up.
Katt's eyes scanned his clothing they hadn't changed but the BADGE around his neck was new.
She turned around the lift was gone and the doors were locked. There were windows though.
"Finally; after THREE years of working around your little sneaky ways, I can finally put you behind bars for life." He was smirking. "But not after we have some fun."
"Your dirty asshole!" Katt stepped back.
"Well... You do like it."
Katt bolted for the door. Pulling on it was locked, pushing on it locked. Either way it was locked.
Ed grabbed her pushing her up against the wall.
"YOU SAID IF I HELPED YOU! EMMA WOULDN'T HAVE TO KNOW - YOU SAID...!" Katt realized what she was saying and stopped.
"I did, but I can lie to!" He hands were already up her shirt.
"GET OFF ME!" Katt yelled bringing her knee up to met his family jewels.
She shoot in the glass of the door it shattered and she bolted ducked she ran out and down the stairs to the Fire Exit.
Everything was rushing into Katt's mine, the first time she was confronted by Ed Lane, her first job, learning about Emma's father getting on the bad side of some people, putting Emma in total danger, Katt doing the jobs because Ed's unit was protecting Emma who had no idea.
She couldn't place if what she had done was real or not. Did it help Emma?
She didn't know, but it was worth it.
She pulled out her phone flipping the bottom part down. She pulled the antenna out and dialled Emma's number shaking while running down Fire Exit stairs.
"YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME KITTEN!" Ed yelled behind her making her jump.
She listened to the static ringing.
"Hello?" A bubbly voice answered the phone.
"EMMA?!" Katt yelled into the phone.
"Oh." Her tone changed. "What do you need? And How much?"
"No Emma ... You ..." Katt was outside. She pulled herself against a dark wall.
"Listen I'm kind of busy. I'll bail you out in the morning."
"No Emma, listen!" Katt said.
"I've heard it ALL before mmkay?" She snapped.
"I love you yeah?" Katt said taking long breaths.
"Good Night Katt." Emma said coldly hanging up the phone.
"EMMA!" Katt yelled to a dead line.
"KITTEN!" Ed yelled his hand covered her mouth.
A muffled scream exited Katt's mouth.
"Finally. I can have my dessert and the cake too." Ed grinned. His hands were undoing her belt.
Katt struggled violently.
Putting his hand into her jeans, his eyes were darkly watching hers.
Katt closed her eyes.
Sirens and lights light up the streets and Ed turned his head for a minute. Katt opened her eyes and pushed him away from her, reaching into her pocket she pulled out her gun.
Ed's eyes changed, going wide. He turned to start running. But he froze before hitting the ground; Katt's finger was on the trigger.
And when the police came... That's all it looked like. Ed Lane the dirty cop - Excellent cop to the force they didn't know and a junkie criminal holding the gun...
The next month
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"Sierra Benton; found guilty on the count of first degree murder of under cover officer Edward Lane." The judge read off her paper. "You're sentence, Death by electrocution - January 17th 2006. Until then you will be serving your sentence out in Cherry Hill Prison - Followed by one year in Fox River for execution."
"Your honour; she is only Eighteen!" Lawyer Thomas Dobbs said.
"Yes, and she committed a crime, just like everyone else." The judge said.
"We have grounds of conspiracy on Officer Edward Lane's part."
"Officer Lane died because of this young lady. All conspiracy thoughts have been dismissed." She hit her hammer and that was it.
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Two years later…
Emma sat n the edge of the bed, she didn't look back to her boyfriend Mark, lighting up one of his fancy smokes. Her eyes glanced over herself in the mirror before inhaling it slowly, he fingers rolling over the smoke in her hand. Her boyfriends was a Delta in a fraternity, she didn't care about that crap. Emma leaned forward inhaling more of the smoke before getting to her feet; she was only wearing his boxer wondering through the mess of his and her clothes.
It took Emma a while to try and forget all the drama that had been happening in her life, she came to college in hope to get away from all the pain back in Chicago, but it was all over the news. First female to be put to execution in fifty years, Emma kept blaming herself, she was the one phone call she made before she killed the cop, and Emma was too busy worrying about getting home after the Frat party.
Mark rolled over waking up slowly his face had that crinkled of the pillow marks on the side of his face, his hand reached out spanking Emma's ass as she turned to face him, all thoughts of Katt fell out of her head.
"Sexy baby, come back to sleep…" Hi voice a deep purr, but Emma put the smoke out in an overfilled ashtray, her eyes still smudged from last night make up.
"Anything that involves me coming back into that bed, isn't gonna involve a lot of sleeping Casanova…" her eyes tropical bright, her lips pouted softly as she lean down kissing his lips slowly, Mark ran up her thigh feeling her step away.
"I have to go get cleaned up…" Emma reached over him taking his Frat sweater pulling it on quickly, Mark watched her face while she smiled down to him.
"I love you." He said carefully, but Emma froze watching him, she didn't know what to say, she liked Mark, well liked him enough to have sex with him, but she didn't really know what love was.
"I have to shower; I have so much course work to catch up on…" Emma's voice was quiet, but her eyes avoided to look at his, she turned headed for the piled of clothes that belong to her, mainly her party dress ripped from the race to get out of it, her shoes, finally her bra and ripped thong, her eyes finally found his watching her.
"Can you say it, even if it's a lie?" Mark's voice was smooth getting up from the bed meeting her half way across the room. Emma's eyes glanced at how comfortable he was naked around her, she meet his eyes feeling his fingers run into her hair holding her close to him, "One little lie for me." he whispered softly pulling her lips onto his, Emma moved her hands into his blonde hair, her eyes closed ignoring the feeling in her stomach, they pulled apart her tropical eyes find his deep brown, "I can't do this now, we can talk about it tonight ok…" her voice sweet, but the tone was bitter.
"Ok, tonight…" he repeated watching her picking her purse up leaving his room, her room was just across the hall from his.
Emma sat at her desk, she chewed the tip of the pen before glancing at the gold chain having from her vanity table mirror, it was the same every time she looked at it, she placed her pen down reaching over to touch the half of a heart, the chain feel leaving the half heart of gold resting on her palm, her eyes studied it carefully, her fingers found the clasp opening it slowly, inside was what she avoided to remember in her heart. Katt was holding her arm around neck, Emma laughed remembering the day the photo was taken on her thirteenth birthday, when they got the combining lockets, it was a symbol of always being one, one friendship, one love for each other. Emma closed it with a quick snap before placing it back into her vanity cupboard avoiding to look at it, she wasn't sure how the only person who wasn't family she loved, was the one person to keep letting her down.
Emma picked up her pen again rolling it across her tongue as she kept looking to her psychology paper, her eyes felt the sting of tears burning the back of her lids, she didn't like this day, it was the fourth of July, the day her and Katt meet for the first time. Katt had moved to Chicago, Emma's family had organized the picnic; Emma was alone while Katt ran over to her throwing herself on Emma's back.
Emma blinked the tears back; she wasn't going to get anything done grabbing her car keys she knew that she had to do it.
Getting to Cherry Hill prison Emma fiddled with her sweater, it was her favourite purple and black stripes, her baggy jeans converse sneakers, Emma's eyes scanned the room, other people were sitting on tables talking close, but Emma was sitting in front of a what looked like a cage, Emma brushed her hands through her long brown hair, she didn't know what to say seeing Katt for the first time for a long time.
Katt sat down in front of Emma, she had lost weight, but then the last time they saw each other was about four years ago.
"What you want?" Katt snapped, her hand balled into fist, the Y cuffs making it hard to move a lot.
Emma bit her lip before leaning forward, her eyes meeting Katt, but it was hard for Katt to look into them eyes and not feel sick with everything that happened that night.
"I wanted to see you, I just…" Emma froze looking to the necklace around her neck, Katt followed her eyes, "I miss you." Emma whispered while her eyes glanced to the CO behind her, but Katt sucked on her lip before finally looking at her again.
"I've been here, two years, you come and see me now, and tell me you miss me!" Katt laughed, "Ha, what you want to know?"
Emma felt like she was just slapped, her hands slamming on the mini table in front of her, "I am not sure what I've done wrong Katt, I can't believe you!" Emma's voice rose, but her legs felt weak.
"I needed you that night, I really needed you, and you fucking hung up ON ME!" her eyes glared dark brown behind the cage, her face look hard, but Emma sat down.
"Like every other time you call me, I come running, I come running to you!" Emma's eyes started to water, but it wasn't tears of sorrow, but frustration.
"Emma, get over it, I never told you to." Katt wanted to laugh, but it hurt to see her friend hurting, she didn't know why, but she had a clue why Emma was here, her voice softened. "I don't regret the things I did, I will never." he eyes scanned Emma's face as she pushed herself out the chair.
"For once Katt…" her voice horse, "Once I wish you was the one running after Me." her hand brushed the tears away, "I have to go…" Emma now turned away walking, Katt kept still watching her leave before cursing under her breath.
Emma glanced over her full length mirror, she was wearing a mini dress, summer style white with lilac and pink flowers all over it, she had pulled her hair into a high ponytail, Emma glanced over her make up simple, she knew it was going to be a long night, Frat house having a fourth of July independence day bash, so Emma promised to make an appearance.
"Emma you look sexy, stop rubbing it in!" Ruby giggled from her bed, Emma thought her room mate was hilarious, Ruby with her fire red hair and piercing green eyes, Emma envied her outlook on life.
"Oh you're just saying that to get some…" Emma finally joked picking up her cardigan, it was no secret that Ruby was an open lesbian, not the feminist type, the I just want to have a good ass time one.
"Trust me Em, the minute you swing my way, I'll show you a fucking good time!" Ruby laughed while throwing a pillow at Emma.
Catching the pillow Emma placed it down on her bed, "Ruby, if only my heart belongs to another." what sounded like a joke held to much truth as Ruby sighed.
"Just be easy on the guy, I mean you can't help it, if you don't feel it…" Ruby's words hit home as Emma held her hand to her chest.
"If I see a hair band on the door, I'll be sleeping in the common room…" Emma finally said as Ruby playfully rubbed herself sexually, and Emma rolled her eyes.
"Oh I'm getting me some; you just have fun with Mark."
Emma laughed walking out into the dorm hallway, her eyes quickly glancing around walking slowly to Mark's door tapping it lightly.
"Casanova, your Harriet is here…" she smiled playing her hand over the door handle before feeling it slowly open, the room felt tense as Emma glanced around, "Mark, you tidied your room…" Emma said slowly while seeing the room was empty, all his stuff was gone.
Emma felt a lump form in her throat as she felt a hand touch her shoulder making her spin around, jumping with a small scream her eyes found Mark's.
"What's with the room?" Emma said trying to make the air in the room feel less tense, but Mark didn't speak turning around locking the door to the room.
Emma's eyes got wide feeling lost, her hands started to tremble, "Mark, what's going on?" She asked stepping back trying to figure out what possible could be happening, it wasn't easy for her to think while he stepped closer to her.
"I love you." He said while his hand found hers, her eyes found his looking at her, her face going pale.
"Mark, what is wrong?" She asked placing her hand to the side of his face feeling his hand brushed on her waist.
"Emma, I love you, I love you!" his voice was panicked as Emma bit into her lip feeling her stomach sink. "Emma do you love me?" his voice was a plea, and Emma kept frozen feeling him pulling her closer to him, his other hand holding something.
"Mark, you're scaring me, please tell me what's wrong?" Her voice was soft as her hand moved to the hand holding something, it felt cold and smooth, but now Emma knew enough to step back from him. "Mark why do you have a gun…?" She swallowed hard, but Mark lifted it pointing it at her face. Emma's face pale white in the moonlight shining through the window.
"I love you Emma, I want to give you everything, you give me nothing…." his voice cold, but Emma kept still.
"Mark, please don't do this, we can talk, I just. Please…" Her voice pleaded to him, her knees started to shake underneath her. Mark step forward placing the gun over her heart, he held her still while he could feel her panic.
"If I shot you here, would you die?" He whispered in her ear holding her close, "you never had the heart to tell me one tiny lie…" his voice hollow now, but Emma felt the tears burning down her cheek.
"Mark, I don't love you, I just can't lie, I care about I really do…" she could feel the stress in her voice, her eyes finding his watching her carefully.
"Emma, be honest with me, is there someone else?" He asked carefully, his hand moved up her back, his face burrowing into her hair sniffing it.
"Mark no, I just can't explain, but you don't have to do this please…" She cried now feeling him move his lips to touch hers; she kissed him deeply brushing her hands into his hair kissing him trying to force a feeling that wasn't there.
When the kiss stopped Mark let her go, Emma felt the gun moved from her chest, he let her go watching her face.
"I'm sorry Emma it's not enough." he pointed the gun seeing the tears flowing down Emma's face. Emma couldn't close her eyes in time to see him pull the gun on himself shooting himself under the chin. Emma let out a scream as forth of July fireworks started to go off leaving Emma standing still screaming louder.
Emma packed up the last of her stuff, her face was drawn in, her skin pasty as Ruby stood behind her, "You can't go, you wanted to do this so badly." her hands touched Emma's shoulders, but Emma shrugged her off picking up the last of the boxes.
"He killed himself because of me; I just can't stay here…" Emma felt her voice horse, her eyes dull, and the tropical of her eyes dying.
Ruby nodded placing a hand around her neck holding the half a heart pendant. "Pretty necklace." she said lightly while Emma moved her hand over Ruby's placing the necklace under her shirt.
"It's all I have." she whispered feeling her heart sinking again, Emma was heading back home to Chicago, it wasn't much, but she couldn't be a doctor if everyone she gets close to, they end up suffering because of her in ability to love anyone.