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"So what do you hope to get out of our sessions?" Lena asked Daryl.

"Dunno," Daryl mumbled, shrugged his shoulders as he looked down into his cup of coffee.

The shrugs Daryl just loved to give Lena wasn't enough for her. Lena was determined to get more information from the man sitting across from her.

"Well, did they force you into our sessions, or did you sign up for them?" Lena's voice had an annoyed edge to it that she didn't often use around her inmates.

"Signed up."

Daryl's response made Lena sit up a little straighter.

"Really? Why?"

"They said if I did these things wit' you, I could maybe git out a lil' early."

"Oh." That maybe Lena go back to her slight slouch.

They spent the next twenty minutes in silence.

Lena had decided that she had enough so she went to get herself a second cup of coffee, just to have something to do.

Once Lena reached the coffee pot, she realized that she had forgotten to leave the stupid thing on so it would keep the pot warm. With a sigh of annoyance, Lena grabbed the pot and walked into the bathroom in her office to dump the remains down the sink.

As she poured, Lena briefly looked into the mirror in front of her. She stared at herself for a minute. She took in her long, brown hair that actually kept some of the volume she worked hard to get earlier that morning. Lena then turn on the water to rinse out the pot. Her eyes then glanced over her face real quick. Lena huffed when she noticed a little red dot on her chin that would turn into a pimple if she didn't do anything about it. She looked a little lower so her gaze was over her shoulder as she noticed steely blue eyes meeting her own hazels. Lena blushed and returned her attention to her task once she found out she was being watched checking herself out.

Once the pot was rinsed out, Lena walked back to the coffee maker and started another pot of coffee.

Lena then walked behind her desk to dig in the draw that she kept all of her personal items in. Her personal items were really just different beauty products like make up, a spare brush, and a mini flat iron, just in case something happened.

As she dug around looking for the little stick of acne medicine that she used to fight off pimples, Lena was unaware of the fact that the silent inmate had continued taking in her every move.

Daryl was confused as to how such an unprotected woman like Ms. White could walk around her office in ease. Like he wasn't even there. Like she didn't even care that he was a prisoner. Like he was some old friend.

"Ah ha!" Lena exclaimed when she finally found her prized medicine. She then rushed to the bathroom to get rid of her red dot as fast as possible. As she started applying the smelly product, Lena's eyes met Daryl's again.

Lena then made her way back to her desk once she finished to put the stick back.

"Wha' was all a tha' about?" Daryl surprised himself when her asked Lena the question.

Lena was also surprised by Daryl's interest causing her to miss the drawer and for the stick to roll under her desk.

"Shit," Lena swore under her breath.

Lena got on her hands and knees to see where the stick rolled to. When she finally found the stick near the front of her desk, just out of her reach, she began crawling around her desk.

Unbeknownst to Lena, Shane Walsh, the Executive Assistant to the Warden, silently stepped into her office at that moment. Shane didn't let his presence be known to Lena so that he could keep watching her on the floor.

Lena finally located the stupid stick and blindly reached under the desk. The tips of her fingers brushed the stick, so she stretched a little further but ended up knocking away a little.

"Oh, fuck me!" Lena said to herself as she put her cheek to the ground and stuck her arm back under the desk.

Daryl watched perplexed at the strange woman's actions. He stayed silent as he watched Ms. White's shapely ass raise in the as she reached further under the desk. The inmate was so focused on the girl, that he didn't notice Mr. Walsh until he heard the older man chuckle under his breath.

"Oh! Fuck yes! Fuck you! You stupid mother fucking piece of fucking shit!" Lena shouted as she held the pimple stick in her fist.

Daryl took his turn chuckling under his breath and rolled his eyes. It was then he realized that the girl didn't know Walsh was in the room. There was a policy against swearing on the prison property.

Lena jumped when she heard a deep voiced man clear his throat behind her.

She immediately jumped to her feet and turned around to greet the man. She shoved the stick behind her back and dropped it on her desk.

"Shane!" Lena said in surprise, not expecting him to drop by today. When Shane raised a single eyebrow, Lena realized her mistake and quickly corrected herself after her eyes quickly flicked to meet Daryl's.

"I mean, Mr. Walsh. What a pleasant surprise! What brings you here today?"

"Just thought I would personally bring you the file for an inmate that will be needing a weekly session in about a month. Also, I haven't really been able to see if you've settled in." Shane waved the file in his hand in the air.

"Oh thank you, Mr. Walsh. And everything's great here. I've settled in just fine. Thanks for your concern." Lena walked over to the man and reached for the file.

Shane pulled the file out of Lena's reached and wrapped his free hand around Lena's outstretched wrist. Lena's face twisted in confusion.

"Not so fast. You are aware of our rule against swearing on prison grounds, correct?"

Lena quickly nodded her head and opened her mouth to begin apologizing.

"Shh, shh, shh," Shane whispered as a placed a finger over Lena's lips. "It's fine. This is your warning for your dirty mouth."

Shane then ran his finger from her lips down her neck stopping at her collar bone causing a shiver of disgust run down Lena's spine.

"However everyone only gets one warning," Shane began as his hand trailed between Lena's breast, down her stomach taut with nerves, before stopping to place it gently on her hip. "So if I catch you swearing again," Shane continued, this time he began circling around to Lena's back side. His hand trailed behind him, following the circle of her waist until it rested on her ass. "You'll have to be punished." Shane finished in Lena's ear as his hand grabbed a handful of Lena's butt causing her whole body to tense in fear.

Shane chuckled before walking away from the assaulted girl and to the door. He turned the handle and opened the door a crack then stopped and looked at Lena over his shoulder.

"Hope I see you around." Shane didn't wait for a response before he fully opened the door and quietly shut it behind him.

Lena could feel her whole body shake and shudder in fear.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was actually a little uncomfortable to write. I had a grimace on my face the second Shane walked in.

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