Running through the hallways Bea had no idea what she will find in the yard. Maybe they are already too late. A group of pissed of women with caged rage can make a big mess really quickly. Bea Smith despite serving a life sentence for killing two people is not a violence-loving a heartless person without empathy. That is why she inwardly cringed when a feeling of relief ran through her mind after the realization that Kaz Proctor might be already dead.
Maxine was first at the door and went through it slowing her pace just a little bit. First thing they saw was Smiles casually leaning against the fence watching a group of inmates hovering over the very still body of Kaz Proctor. Maxine quickly walked to the gate waiting for Smiles to open it but she didn't move. Maxine looked at her and yanked the gate few times impatiently.
- Come on, open it! – she growled at the screw.
- I´m not going in there.
- I don't care, let us in! – Maxine looked over Smiles shoulder at Bea.
- Open that door. – Bea said calmly turning her head from the screw to the yard. The women haven't noticed them yet. They were too busy kicking Proctor as she was lying on the ground. Smiles looked at the top dog and reached for her keys. She knew that there is no reason to get on the redhead´s bad side for Proctor.
- If you want to kill her then knock me out.
Bea stopped at her track and looked at the blonde screw.
- I would rather take the shame for getting beaten up by you than taking heat for letting you kill her. – Smiles said shrugging her shoulder. Bea didn't responded. As soon as the door opened she ran in with Maxine in tow.
- Stop it! – she screamed. Nobody heard her, the commotion was too loud. Everyone was screaming and yelling. – I said stop it! – Bea launched herself between the women with Maxine by her side. They tried to keep them away from Proctor, pushing and shoving everyone. It took few long seconds until the women recognized the top dog and finally started calming down and stopped launching themselves at the blonde woman lying on the ground.
Her face was bloody and she was not moving but she was breathing. Bea lifted her head and looked at the crowd. Juice and her crew were obviously first in lane and then girls from other blocks stood right behind them except for the Asians who were in the back just observing.
- Bea, get out the way! – Juice said. – You know we have to do this.
- What you have to do is fucking wait for my order Juice! – Bea replied calmly but strongly.
- We don´t need your approval for this. – Someone from the crowd said, Bea couldn't see who. – She collaborated with a screw. She deserves to die; there is no excuse for this!
- Yes! She is right! – The women screamed.
- I know. – Bea said. – She will be punished but you should have waited for me. The rules still applies! Nobody gets beaten up or punished without my approval!
- Alright Bea, - Juice grinned – do you want to kill her yourself? Go ahead!
Bea looked at Proctor lying on the ground and then at the women crowding around. They were angry, it was written on their faces. Juice was looking at her waiting for what she will do. Bea felt adrenaline pump through her veins. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do. We have no choice. Even though seemingly there is always a choice but in the reality we are left with just one option.
- Let her go. – She said calmly and suddenly there was quiet. She could feel all eyes on her. The women were blinking probably not sure if they heard her right. Licking her lips she took a deep breath and repeated. – Let her go.
- No way Bea! – Juice spat out. – You must be kidding, right?
Bea shook her head.
- I said let her go. We will punish her but killing her is not an option.
- I think it is! – Juice laughed. – What do you think? – She looked over the crowd. The women were angry and let's be honest some of them were just simply bored and wanted some entertainment.
- That is right! – someone screamed and it was enough. The women who were the closest jumped on Proctor. Bea was there in a second pushing the first woman aside and grabbing the other´s fist. She punched her hard in face. Maxine was already by her side keeping Juice away knocking the tall blonde from H3 out in the process. It took just few seconds for majority of the women to get involved. Hitting each other, jumping on each other and wrestling on the ground. Simply said the craziness erupted. Yelling and shouting was heard around the yard as the women tried to yank each other's hair out in the best case because there were few who rather tried choking the other.
It didn't take long for screws to arrive adding to the yelling. They were trying to pry the women apart. Punches and kicks landed. Blood was smeared on t-shirts and skin. Liz yanked Allie away when the blonde tried to join the brawl. Tugging her harshly by her hoodie she pulled her back. Allie watched wide-eyed how two women jumped Bea. One of them literally jumped on her back while the other tried to punch her or shove to the ground – Allie was not sure. It was all just a big mess of limbs and flying hair. The young blonde winced as she saw Bea getting hit in the stomach and right after into her chin. Her body reacted instinctively even before her brain could but her attempt to jump in was stopped by firm grip from Liz.
- You are not going anywhere. – she said quietly. Her hold on Allie was strong. Surprisingly she was able to pull the young woman back.
- Liz, no! – she tried to get out of the older woman's grip but without success. Bea hit the woman in front of her and with a forceful shake she got the other off her back. Right hook landed perfectly on the woman´s chin sending her to the ground. Bea straightened herself up and her eyes locked with Allie´s. She looked pale and terrified. Bea smiled and tried to take in as much of the blonde as she could because she knew what was coming.
- Smith, Gambaro, Pierce, and Davis slot! – they heard the screw. He turned towards the gate. – And you take Proctor to the medical! – he said while grabbing Bea by her hands and forcing them behind her back. Allie felt her throat tighten. This is bad! Bea´s look said it all. There is no coming back from this. Bea Smith will spend the next few weeks in the slot. Bea smiled at her one more time before turning away.
- Maxine is in charge! – she said loud enough for everyone to hear. The guard led her to the gate and they have disappeared.
- Shit! – Allie swore feeling her throat tighten.
- It will be alright love. – Liz said while rubbing her back, trying to comfort the upset young blonde. Maxine nodded towards H1.
- Lets go, we have to regroup and plan how to proceed while Bea is locked up.
Allie felt like screaming. She felt tension building up in her whole body and it needed a release. Maxine nudged her towards the gate and all of them quickly started walking leaving the yard as soon as possible. At this point, H1 is the only safe place. God knows how all this will affect the women and the scale of power in the prison.
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Three nights and four days. That is the time Bea has spent in the slot already. She has week or two still left depending on how angry Vera Bennet is and that is not fair. This mess was mostly her fault. She should have warned them that Proctor was released from the slot. Anyway, there is no point to think or dwell on it. It won't change her position, she will have to spend next week and some in the slot. It won't change anything on Proctor´s position either. She will spend the next few days in the medical before being moved to solitary for her own protection. Bea smiled. At least that. Women are a little bit safer thanks to that.
There was a time when Bea loved her days in the slot. It was a nice relax, of course just in case when she spent there week or two. Excessive "vacation" in the slot is not good. It gets lonely after awhile even if you are the top dog who normally enjoys the quiet and peace. This time it was different. She had a good source of positive energy in Allie. Just thinking about her made the top dog smile and the time was easier to pass. But that was the downfall of it at the same time. She missed Allie terribly.
Line of her thoughts was interrupted by a soft noise of footsteps and then the door opened quietly. The redhead slowly sat down.
- You have five minutes Birdsworth. – the screw said and the older woman nodded before turning her head towards Bea and smiling.
- Hey Bea.
- Hey. – Bea smiled.
- How are you love?
- I´m good, how are you?
- I´m good, we are all good.
- Allie?
- She is ok, love. – Liz said. - The first night was hard on her. She cried. But she is ok now. Boomer and I are keeping her occupied.
Bea felt her heart clench hearing Liz´s words. Allie cried. Swallowing the gulp making in her throat she asked with a shaky voice.
- How is Maxine holding up? Does she have any problems?
- No, everything is good.
- Nobody is trying to give her hard time?
Liz shook her head.
- How angry are the women?
- Not much. You know how it is. Few of them are running their mouths but rest is alright. With Proctor out for good, they calmed down.
- Out for good?
- Yeah, as expected she will go to solitary for protection.
Bea smiled, it was supposed to happen but it was nice to have it confirmed.
- Do you need anything?
- No, I´m good. Especially now when I know you are all safe.
- Have you spoken to the governor? Do you know how long will you be here?
Bea shook her head.
- We spoke once, right after it happened. She is angry, so at least week if not two. That woman makes me crazy! She never listens to me and then she is blaming me for every small shit!
- Yeah, I know. It is her thing, right?
They chuckled and Bea felt the tension finally leaving her.
- Thanks for coming Liz.
- Of course, I will come again as soon as I can. Just hang in there and don´t worry we are alright.
-Liz. – Bea said softly, her voice strangely vibrated with emotions. - Liz, please…please tell her…tell her that…. – Bea let out a frustrated sigh. - Nothing. Leave it.
Liz smiled knowingly and waved her goodbye before stepping away from the door and disappearing leaving the redhead alone with her thoughts once again.
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Bea was lying on the bed watching the ceiling for solid seven hours or so. It is hard to tell, time runs differently in the slot. It started when Liz left. Bea plopped herself down on the bed, turned her eyes up towards the ceiling and let her mind go. Life is strange – that was the first thing that popped up in her mind. She used to like being in the slot. It was nice and relaxing but now? Now, she can´t wait to be back in general with Allie. Bea smiled. Yeah, Allie. She is the other example of how strange life can be. She was alright by herself. She never thought about being connected with another human being after Harry. But now? Now, she is going nuts because she hasn´t seen her blonde three days.
The first days in the slot Bea thought about Allie a lot. Mostly about how is Allie coping. If she is angry at her or if she is happy to have some space. Now she had it confirmed by Liz. Allie was taking it hard, she missed her. It brought a soft smile to Bea´s lips. She felt slightly guilty but she couldn't help it and just feel good knowing the young blonde is missing her because she was missing the young blonde terribly. Allie has taken the center point in her life effortlessly and without Bea noticing. That much was obvious now as the hole Allie´s absence created was consuming her with every passing minute.
She wanted to kiss her, touch her, feel her…she wanted all. The thought of that made her heart race and breath speed up. In the same time, it sent her brain into overload. Hundreds of questions suddenly clouded her mind. "What should she do?" "How will Allie react?" "Does she want it too?" "If yes, what does that mean?" Bea knew she wanted it but had no idea what that even means. What to do and how to do it?
She masturbated regularly since her talk with Liz about it and her first try. Maybe it was more frequent since then but mostly it was quick and it served just to ease the tension to prevent her to get too wind up. She has never experimented or relaxed and enjoyed the process. She has few days left in the slot, she can use them to experiment and explore. Surely it won't ease all her nerves and worries but this is all she can do. She wants to touch Allie, she wants to make her feel good. Bea groaned breathing heavily.
Suddenly she could smell Allie´s scent in her nostrils. She felt Allie´s lips on the soft skin of her neck. The younger woman loved peppering it with kisses, sliding along her jaw and whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Bea wasn´t used to this kind of affection but she was getting used to it and learned to love it. Spreading her legs she moved her hand under the covers and into her undies. Letting out a deep long sigh she slid her hand between her legs and cupped herself. Her mind drifted away to Allie as her fingers played and teased her hot flesh.