AU

Rating: NC17

Summary: The last con Samantha McCall tried to pull turned into a disaster when the man she conned found out what she planned to do, and he turned her in. She gets a sentence to 2 years in prison – with the possibility of parole in 1 – and she finds out right away what goes on in the women's facility.

Jason Morgan – the mob enforcer – goes undercover for the first time since he met Sonny. He has to kill one of the guards working in the facility and he has to do it right. What will he do when he finds out what is going on in the facility, and what will he do when he meets Sam?


Chapter 1

''I hereby sentence you to 2 years of prison, with the possibility of parole in 1 year.''

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''Take off your clothes and get in there,'' the guard said, and Sam McCall glared at him.

''Aren't you going to let me at least have some privacy?'' she asked him, and when he shook his head she looked down and took a deep breath. She should've known he would not give her that, and she raised one eyebrow and looked at him while she took off her shirt, jeans, and shoes. She stood in her bra and panties, and he looked her over and grinned at her. She shivered when she saw the look in his eyes, but she turned around and took off her bra and stepped out of her panties. She closed her eyes as he grabbed her and pushed her in the shower, the ray hitting her on her head hard, and she washed up quickly.

''Come here,'' he snapped at her, and she looked at him and walked over, her hands covering her breasts and between her legs. She didn't need him to see everything, even though she knew he would see it somehow. When he turned her around and pressed her against the wall, she widened her eyes and struggled to get free.

''Get your hands off of me,'' she hissed, but he didn't listen and pushed himself against her. She could feel his breathe on her face, and she felt sick to her stomach when she felt his erection press against her lower back.

''Damn it, Damien – let her go because she isn't liking it,'' she heard, and she took a deep breath to thank the person who wanted to help her, but it appeared Damien didn't care what the guard said, because he grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard. She moaned, and he grinned against her ear when he heard it, thinking she liked it.

''You know they all want a taste of Damien,'' Damien replied, but he let her go after he said that and pulled her away from the wall. She looked at the man who had helped her, and frowned when she saw him checking her out. She realized he didn't help her at all. ''Come on, bitch, get dressed and I'll bring you to your block,'' Damien snapped again, and she jumped in action, glad she could cover herself. She looked at the clothes in front of her and made a face, but didn't complain and put them on anyway. Damien and the other guard took her each by the arm and dragged her between them.

Samantha McCall normally wouldn't let any man touch her like the guard had done, but she didn't have anything to say about it, because she'd made the mistake by getting caught in the first place. Sam was a con artist, who had grown up with her father, who conned everyone and everything he could see, and she knew how to blend in. The last con had gone terribly wrong, when the man she was supposed to marry for his money, found out what she was planning and kicked the shit out of her before turning her in.

''Move,'' she heard one of the guards say, and she looked around and saw all the cells in the block. Some of the women were watching her and some were calling out to her, but other women were just lying on the bed and reading. She blinked when she was pushed into one of the cells and the door was closed, and she looked at the guard. Who knew she'd feel safer in her cell – she was disgusted by the guards in front of her, and by the looks of the women in the cell across from the hall, they were too. She opened her mouth to say something when she felt a hand on her arm, and she turned to see whom it was. A petite blonde stood besides her, shaking her head, and she heard the guards both chuckle.

''Have fun with each other,'' Damien said, and he patted the other guard on his back and they walked away. Sam took deep breath and closed her eyes, feeling herself relax for a moment, until the woman in the cell with her started to talk.

''You better watch out with those two,'' she whispered, and Sam opened her eyes and nodded. She knew exactly what the woman meant, after what Damien had done to her.

''I know – I'm Sam by the way,'' she introduced herself, and the other woman smiled and held out her hand. Sam shook it and waited for her to say something.

''I'm Dana,'' the blonde said, and Sam nodded. ''You can take the lower bed,'' Dana told her, and Sam looked at the bed and sat down. ''You need to be careful in here, and I'm not only talking about the women in here but also the guards – don't do anything stupid and don't let then have a reason to take you with them,'' Dana informed Sam, who frowned.

''What is this – I thought a jail was supposed to be the safest place for the inmates also?'' Sam said confused, and Dana raised an eyebrow and laughed softly.

''You need to learn a lot, Sam,'' she said shaking her head. ''I'll give you some information right here and now, baby. The guards aren't what they seem – they do everything to have a little,'' Dana paused and seemed to think about what to say, ''action in here. They'll rile up the women and have them fight each other, and even though everyone knows what they are doing, they fall for it every time,'' Dana said, and Sam closed her eyes and shook her head. She could hear the guards were corrupt, and she hoped there was at least one guard who didn't do anything like that.

''Isn't there someone – like the warden – who stops these guys?'' Sam asked, and Dana shook her head. Sam didn't understand, but she didn't say anything anymore and lay down in the bed. She closed her eyes and tried to relax a little, but she couldn't. ''So they can just get you and what – rape the women in here?'' she asked softly, and she heard Dana laugh.

''What did Damien do to you when he brought you in and took you to the shower?'' Dana asked her, and Sam knew it was a question she didn't have to answer. Dana already knew what she would say, and she took a deep breath. ''Look, you better take my advice and keep your mouth shut, because they'll love it if you talk back,'' Dana added softly, and Sam closed her eyes. She would take Dana's advice.

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Jason Morgan looked in the mirror and grinned at his reflection. A mob enforcer dressed up as a guard – a prison guard. He turned around to look at Sonny and saw the grin on his face.

''So today is your first day on the job,'' Sonny said, and Jason's grin grew wider.

''I sure think it's going to be fun,'' he replied, and Sonny laughed. Jason was going undercover to help Sonny kill a cop who was walking on both sides of the law – Damien Jones – and he loved the feeling of doing the same but for a good cause this time. Damien was working for Sonny's enemy, and he had sent Jason to go work at the prison where Damien worked. Jason only knew it was a woman's facility, but he knew what some of the guards would do to the women who would stand up to them.

''Yep, I think you're going to have a lot of fun in there,'' Sonny said, and Jason nodded.

''Well, let's get going then – I'll need to be in time with this job,'' he said, and Sonny nodded and grinned. ''I'll see you after my shift, and you know it's going to take some time before I can get him right?''

''I know, you need to befriend him before you can get him alone – I want this con to work just as much as you do and I thought you'd have fun doing it,'' Sonny replied, and Jason nodded. He was almost sure he would have fun, and he wanted to go over there right away. It had been a long time since he'd felt like this, doing a job for Sonny.

''Wish me luck,'' he said, and Sonny nodded but didn't say anything. ''Hey, that's means you have to wish me luck, Sonny,'' Jason said with a smile, and Sonny rolled his eyes.

''Luck, Jason,'' he replied, and Jason laughed. He moved and walked out of the penthouse, took the stairs down with two steps and wondered what Sonny was going to do while Jason was working. He couldn't call Jason anymore at any time of the day – or night – to get him to handle something, so he had to figure out a way to do it until Jason was finished with this job. Jason stepped in his car when he came down and drove over to the prison, smiling as he got in without any problems, and he parked his car in an empty spot.

He made his way inside and couldn't believe his luck when Damien himself came to greet him and help him settle in. ''Hey man, I'm Damien and I'll show you around a little,'' he said, and Jason nodded and shook the man's hand.

''Jason,'' he simply replied, and Damien nodded and patted him on the back as he led him to the locker room.

''So, here is the place to put your crap – there's your locker, I'd put everything of value in there if I were you because they steal in here,'' Damien told him, and Jason nodded. He didn't reply, and Damien smiled and took him to another room. ''This here is kind of the dining-eating room. We eat here when we have a break and that's all we do in here,'' he added, and Jason followed him to another room. There was a bed in there, and Jason frowned.

''What do you do here – I mean you can't sleep on the job right?'' he asked, acting like he was stupid, and it worked. Damien laughed, holding his stomach as he did, and he looked at Jason.

''No, you idiot, we don't sleep in here,'' he said, and he winked and wiggled his eyebrows. Jason nodded to let Damien know what he meant – he knew what happened in here. ''Let's go, I'm going to show you the ladies,'' Damien suddenly said, and Jason followed him to the hall. He could hear all the women talk, and he looked in some of the cells to see the women looking at them walking past. He nodded at some of them, and Damien smiled when he saw it.

''You know I never worked in a prison like this – I usually work at the men's facilities,'' Jason said, and Damien nodded.

''I started out there too, but I like it more here,'' he said with a wink, and Jason laughed. He knew he had to keep up appearances, but Damien made him sick to his stomach. ''You know what – I'll give you a welcoming gift,'' Damien said, and Jason frowned. ''Just trust me with this – you'll like it,'' Damien added when he saw Jason frown. Jason nodded and followed Damien back to the room with the bed in it, and he took a deep breath when Damien walked out. He knew what Damien was planning, and he hoped he could act like he did what he had to do. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, and sat down on the bed, waiting for Damien to return.

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Sam opened her eyes and frowned. ''Dana, is this all you do in here?'' she asked, and she heard Dana hum.

''Nope – sometimes we get to go outside of the cells in groups, but normally we work,'' Dana replied softly, and Sam sighed. She needed to do something or she would go crazy. ''We work in the gardens and sometimes when you're lucky you can work inside in the atelier,'' she added, and Sam nodded.

''It sounds like a lot of fun,'' she said sarcastically, and she heard Dana chuckle.

''Yeah, it sure does sound like that huh?'' she said, and Sam smiled. She liked Dana already, she was nice to her and she needed someone to count on in here. ''You know, today was a day off for everyone because there is a new guard and they didn't have enough people to keep us apart when there would break out a fight,'' she said, and Sam looked up and sighed again.

''Is there even a guard who doesn't corrupt?'' she asked, and she was met by a silence. ''I take that as a no,'' she said softly, and Dana hummed.

''McCall,'' a voice boomed over the block, and she jumped up and cursed when she bumped her head. She heard Dana gasp when they called her, and she looked up to see the fear in her cellmate's eyes. She closed hers when she realized what was going to happen, and she took a deep breath and promised herself to be strong and fight. The only thing heard in the hall were the footsteps, every woman in the hall was silent. She'd heard some of them gasp, and she knew what was coming.

''Yes,'' she replied when Damien stood in front of her, and he grinned at her as he opened up the cell.

''You're coming with me,'' he told her, and she nodded reluctantly. He grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him through the block, and she could see some of the faces of the other women. The fear build up as she saw even the largest woman look scared for her, and she closed her eyes as she tripped behind Damien. He held her up by her arm and stopped in front of a door. He pushed her against the wall before opening the door. ''You need to give him what he wants,'' he whispered in her ear, and after that he took her earlobe between his teeth and bit. She moaned out in pain and he grinned at her as he pulled back.

He opened the door and pushed her in, and she widened her eyes in fear when she saw the big man stand up. He was huge, and she knew there was no way she could fight him off if he wanted her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again and looking at Damien.

''What do you want me to do?'' she asked him softly, her voice shaking in fear.

''I want you to do anything he asks of you,'' he snapped at her, and then he turned around, opened the door and chuckled. ''Have fun Jason,'' he said to the man in the room, and then he left, closed the door and locked it. Sam looked at the man whose name was Jason, and took a step back when he took a step toward her. She knew she couldn't escape, but she could at least try to fight him.