So, theres some *smut* in this chapter. I figured I ought to try and stick some in since Ive hit 100 reviews (which, btw, is awesome, so thank you all.) Ive never written a sex scene like this before, so i dont know. Be gentle? lol. If you dont like smut, you can just skip down to 'Day Six' when you get to Alex's POV. Anyways, enjoy and thanks again =)

Piper

My hair was almost dry by the time the guard led me back to my cell. When the door closed, I sat down by the grate and called for Alex.

"Shit, I didn't think you were coming back," she said.

"Yeah, sorry it took so long. I had to wait for the nurse to come and then when I told him about the itching he had to go get some cream for it and that took forever. But on the bright side, it doesn't itch anymore."

"That's good. Maybe now you can get some sleep."

"Yeah, maybe," I answered, though it wasn't necessarily the itching that had been keeping me awake.

The whole time I had been gone, I had been thinking about how long five years was. Really, if I was getting out in a little over a year, it'd be four years. But that still seemed like a really long time to wait. I couldn't help but think about how I hadn't even been able to wait two months before I cheated on Larry. Though, I knew if Alex wasn't here, I wouldn't have done that. I would've been able to wait a year, I was sure. And I also knew that the reason I cheated was because I was in love with Alex in a way that I never was with Larry. But would that be enough?

"I'm so fucking bored. Wanna play Twenty Questions or something?" Alex said. I knew she was giving me an out so we wouldn't have to continue our previous conversation. It probably was better if we didn't make any big decisions while we were in SHU, anyway.

"I wish we weren't stuck in here," I told her.

"Well, where do you wanna go?"

I smiled, "I don't know. Somewhere... warm."

"Hmmm..." she murmured and I waited to see what she'd come up with.

We use to do this sometimes, back when we were together. Of course, we usually ended up actually going wherever she described within the next few weeks, if not days.

"What about Tahiti?" she asked.

"Ooh, Bora Bora Bora?" I said, and we both laughed, thinking about Morello and the extra 'Bora'.

"Okay, maybe not," she said.

"How about somewhere we've been before? You know, so it's easier to imagine?"

"Do you remember La Digue?"

As soon as she named the island, a flood of memories filled my head. La Digue was a small island in the Seychelles. It was one of the first places Alex and I had traveled to. Taking me there was actually part of Alex's apology for making me smuggle the drug money, but even that didn't make the memory any less incredible.

"Oh, God, I got so sick on the ferry ride. The whole first day we were there I was stuck in bed," I recalled.

"Yea, and I had to ride that ugly orange bike all over the fucking island 'cause you insisted that Saltines were the only thing that'd make you feel better, then I get back and you're completely fine."

I laughed, "You were so pissed."

"I was. But the next day definitely made up for it. We found that little secluded beach like, a mile down shore from... what was that beach called?"

"The Grande Anse. It was so beautiful. It was the most perfect place I'd ever seen." I could still see it so vividly in my mind; the sparking white sand and the clear water that faded to a cerulean blue as it stretched towards the horizon. I could practically feel the sun warming my skin.

"We were laying on that blanket after swimming. You were wearing that blue bikini that matched your eyes," Alex continued. "All I could think about was taking it off with my teeth."

"Which you did," I said with a small laugh. "Right there, on the beach. God, anyone could've seen us."

"I didn't care. I just knew I had to have you." Her voice had taken on a low, husky tone. I couldn't help the shiver that went through me. If there was one thing Alex had perfected, it was that voice. "Piper?"

I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry. I knew it was futile to try and resist what was coming, and the truth was, I didn't want to. "Yea?"

"Close your eyes."

Alex

My heart was racing and I hoped I wasn't being too forward, but she didn't protest, so I kept going. "Tell me what you see."

It was a while before she answered, keeping her voice low, "I'm lying on my back and I see the sky. It's so clear; there aren't any clouds and the sun has just begun to set so there's a purple tinge to it. Then, I turn my head and I see you. You're lying on your side, your head is propped up and you're smiling down at me. Your hair is still a little damp, so your bangs are falling into your eyes, and those blue streaks... God, I miss those, they were fucking hot," she mused, her words barely above a whisper. "But right now, I can't take my eyes off of your lips. I want to kiss you so bad, so I do. I reach up and pull you down to me. You taste like the cherry brandy we had been sipping from your flask all day; sweet and warm."

She paused, losing herself in the memory, and I took over, my words slow and steady as I described what I was doing to her in my mind, "My hand slowly travels up your side. I can feel the bumps rise across your skin as I inch upwards. I move my leg so it rests between yours; I need to feel more of you. My lips leave yours and I kiss your neck, making my way to that sensitive spot below your ear as my hand snakes under your top, my thumb brushing your nipple and feeling it harden beneath the touch; your fingernails digging into my shoulders." I heard a soft moan through the grate and bit my lip. "You're grinding your hips against my thigh and I can feel how wet you are already. Tell me what you want, Piper."

"I want you," she breathed. "I need to feel you inside me, Alex. I need your tongue on me. You feel so fucking good."

Jesus, I had forgotten how amazing this was. All those times I had gone traveling without her had been good for only one thing; we had become pros at phone sex. "Are you touching yourself?"

"Yes."

"I'm moving down your body and you're leaning back on your elbows, watching me. You lick you lips as I hook my fingers on your bikini bottom and slowly drag it down your legs. Now, my mouth is only inches away from where you want it. Can you feel my breath, baby?"

"Fuck, Alex, please." Hearing her need so clearly made me shiver. I was so unbelievably horny right now.

"I close the distance and my tongue is drawing tight circles around your clit, your thighs trembling with every stroke. You taste so good," I whispered as her breathing became harsh. I knew she was close. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but I couldn't lose focus. "I wanna hear you, Piper. Tell me how good it feels."

"Oh, God. So good... so fucking good. Don't stop," she panted.

"I'm inside you now. You're so tight around my fingers as I pump them in and out, running my tongue over your clit. I speed up the pace and see the muscles in your stomach tighten. You're biting your lip, trying not to cry out, and I know you're close. I love watching you come, you're so fucking sexy," I told her then waited for the answering moan before saying the words that I knew would push her over the edge, "I want you to let go, baby. I want you to come for me."

My own arousal was almost unbearable as I heard Piper cry out my name through the grate.

After a few minutes, she finally spoke, "Fuck, that was... amazing."

"Thank you, I try," I said with a smile.

"Alex?"

"Yea?"

"Close your eyes."

I let out a soft laugh, then complied.

-Day Six...-

I woke up feeling better than I had in what felt like a month. It was incredible what an orgasm- or three- could do for the mind. My head felt so much clearer even though I still had no idea where Piper and I actually stood relationship-wise.

I walked over to the door and saw that today's breakfast was, again, a stale piece of bread which, depressingly enough, was the best you could ask for down here. It was already feeling like a damn good day to me. I sat down by the grate began picking off the mold.

"Hey, you awake?" I called to Piper.

"Yea. Just woke up," she replied, and I could hear the lightness in her voice.

"You sleep okay?"

"I did. Thanks for, you know... helping me relax."

"No problem. So, how moldy is your bread?" I didn't want to get stuck on what exactly yesterday meant because I didn't want it to ruin my good mood. That conversation could definitely wait.

"Not too bad," she answered. "Um, Alex?"

"Yea?" I had ridden the bread of mold and took a bite, imagining that the reason it was crunchy was because it was toasted.

"I've been thinking a lot... about what you said yesterday..."

I quickly swallowed and cut her off before she could say anything more, "Piper, I really don't think we should talk about this yet. I get that you have a choice to make and I really don't want to rush that like I did last time. And also, right now, I'm feeling pretty good and I don't want to know that you've picked him, again. So let's just keep things light for today, okay?"

"But, Alex, I-"

I didn't hear the rest of what she said because the door to my cell opened, startling me.

It was the guard who usually took me to the showers. I never bothered to figure out his name. "Your time's up, Vause. Let's go."

I stared at him, not sure if I had heard right. "What?"

He looked annoyed, "Get up, the van's waiting for you."

"They're letting me out," I said, still shocked, so that Piper could hear me. She didn't answer.

"Don't make me say it again," the guard growled and I quickly got to my feet.

I couldn't just leave without saying goodbye to Piper. I felt terrible that I was leaving her. I had been so sure they would let her out before me. "I, uh, I have to pee. Can you give me a second?"

"Hold it."

"But I really have to go," I pleaded.

He shook his head, "Not my problem." Grabbing my upper arm, he began pulling me out of the cell.

I called out the only thing I could think to say, "Please, hang in there, Pipes. I love you."

The guard looked at me like I was crazy. He probably thought I was actually speaking to the pipes in the walls. I didn't care though, I only hoped that she heard me.