A/N: Holy crap! Two chapters posted in one day, may get lucky and have a third, not sure yet! This chapter is getting kind of brutal. I am trying to stick to the tv story line most of the time, but I will vere off here and there.

Edit: If anyone has any ideas, go ahead and let me know, suggestions are always welcomed. Abruzzi and T-bag are going to both be playing a big role for at least a while, and Lincoln.

shadajoserj, your words are so motivating, it makes me want to just to write and post every chapter right away and not wait. Thanks!

Chapter 9:

Hours had passed by and Kristin and Bellick had not yet run into each other. Kristin was sitting around in a abandon room, looked like it used to be someone's office; she was filling out paper work for PI. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was almost time for PI come to think about it. "Enough paper work for now." She left her papers there, not like anyone was going to steal them or anything.

As she headed to the other side of the prison she heard guards talk about the fire in the CO's break room. "Ey you workin' with PI right?" One of the guards asked.

"Yeah."

"Y'all have fun in the break room, shit went up in flames. I'm sure that's going to take forever." The other guard stated and they left to get more coffee.

Kristin shuffled past some other guards and made her way outside and found that there were just a few guards out there, but she couldn't find anyone from PI. There were always supposed to be guards patrolling outside, just to be on the safe side.

"Where's PI?" Kristin scratched her head as she asked her question. "Oh in there." Pointed on of the guards to the CO break room.

As she approached the door she saw Sucre standing outside the door as she was just feet away, he went inside and mumbled something and then came back out to the door.

"Hola Mami. How you doin' today?" Sucre smiled as he slowly opened the door.

"Sucre move out of the way." She tenderly pushed him to the side. As she made her way in the room she saw that T-bag was back with the PI crew. "What's he doing here?"

"I'm part of the team now Krissy, you's got a problem with that?" He pushed his face just half a inch away from hers.

"No, but stop acting like I'm one of them. I told Sucre I would help in any way I could." She looked back at Sucre who looked down at the ground like he didn't know what to say.

"She does have a point." Lincoln pointed out, "She's not going to say anything." Lincoln sternly looked at her.

"I need to go to the shed for something, girl come and hold the door for me." Abruzzi grunted.

"I may not be a stupid guard, but talking to me disrespectfully is uncalled for." She snapped as she made her way to the door and waited for Abruzzi.

As the two left the room, Sucre was the first to speak. "I think we can trust her. We ain't going to kill her, like someone did." He signaled over to T-bag.

He retaliated, "Well I have no idea what you's talkin' bout, because the man who did that is in the shu." He sinfully smiled. "Now, boys you don't want to play around with me, trust me."

Michael had enough talk and set a sheet over where they needed to hit the ground with the sledgehammers. Handing one to Lincoln, Sucre and T-bag. "Let's get a crackin' boys!" T-bag exclaimed.

Kristin was on alert; she recalled that Bellick had hollered a message to Abruzzi, when Kristin stood up to him. So she was very skeptical that Abruzzi needed any sort of help when it came to holding a door. She decided to humor him and went along with it. The shed was not to far away, so it was not much of a journey.

As the reached the shed or garage looking building, she looked carefully looked around, she felt like something was going to happen. "Come on girl." Abruzzi went in first, as he didn't bother to hold the door for her.

"Well that's not the least bit sketchy at all." She grumbled as she slowly made her way to the door. "Abruzzi doesn't even think about it-ack!" She was slammed on top of a wooden table, with her back feeling the impact of the hard boarded table.

She felt hands around her neck, but she tried to reach for her pocket to grab her knife, but Abruzzi was a Hell of a lot stronger than she would ever be. "Ah-ah, you weren't going for the knife were you?" His face pressed up against hers and the tips of their nose's nearly touched.

She shook her head, as she was unable to vocalize any words at the current time.

"Oh that's good." He barely lightened his grip, but at least she could breathe. "I ain't no fan of Bellick either, trust me, guy is an ass hole! But I need him on my side so I can still be in charge of PI."

"So what are you going to do? Kill me? Rape me?" She growled.

Abruzzi's smile got wider with each guess she made. "Fish tell you I cut off two of his toes? Girl or not, you need to be put in your place."

"You saved me from T-bag yesterday though?" She shot back.

"I did, didn't I." He sounded proud, "Well you owe me girly."

"Oh God, I'm going to get raped again…" She sounded like she was about to weep, looking up at Abruzzi to make sure he was still there. She slowly and very carefully had released her knife off of the outside her pocket, now she just had to flip it open.

"Allow me!" In one split second Abruzzi had taken her knife and flipped open to reveal the blade and sliced just a few centimeters away from the corner of her eye and dragged it down to her cheek.

Her screaming was ear piecing and it echoed throughout the entire storage building! She looked over at Abruzzi, she was mad, but right now she was in a lot of pain and needed to cover her wound. Blood flowed over her fingertips and fingernails, now draining past her knuckle.

Abruzzi kissed her on her forehead and set her knife down on the ground nearby to her. "You have amazingly gorgeous eyes, my dear." And with that said, the mob boss left the vicinity at a slow walking pace. He was in no real hurry, why should he be?

As the mob boss walked out of the shed he whistled to a tune and made his way back into the PO break's room. "Where's Kristin?" Michael asked, curiously.

"Do I look like a babysitter?" Abruzzi shouted.

"Well we need to know where she is, Mister Mafia. To make sure she isn't going to rat us out." T-bag countered as he lifted the sledge hammer over his back.

"Oh I think she clearly understands not to say nothing." He smiled, as he took T-bag's sledgehammer. He went to work, looking up and seeing a lot of very puzzled faces.

Kristin's screams were loud enough, that she knew at least one of the patrolling guards had to hear her. As she covered her left side of her face, she grabbed her knife and put it back in her pocket.

"Son of a bitch!" She snarled as both of her hands was painted with her blood. He must have really dug deep into her face. She looked around and couldn't find anything to wipe off the blood or cover her wound.

Slowly making her way out of the shed she headed back to the PI crews assignment. As she was now shouting, not even screaming in pain anymore. She constantly felt the liquid escaping from her open wound, and was making her face real sticky.

Lincoln had a feeling that something was going out, so he said he was going to go ask on of the guards a question. Pretending like he didn't understand something about what the crew was really supposed to do.

"Oh my God, Kristin."

"Kristin, honey, Kristin. Can you hear me? It's me, Katie, Sara's friend. Kristin can you hear me? You need to answer me." The black doctor was covering for Sara, as she was in the Pope's office discussing what had happened to her family member.

Kristin moaned as she felt like she needed to rub her face, but felt her hands get snatched away before she could do anything. "Kristin do you hear me?"

"Yes, my ears are working perfectly fine. I didn't fucking get stabbed there." She growled as she raised her upper body up, with her eyes slowly starting to open. She was looking at Doctor Katie and saw Lincoln standing to the side of the room. "Wait, what happened?"

"You don't remember?" The doc asked.

"Well I know I felt a huge amount of pain, but how did I get in here?" She looked at Lincoln utterly confused. "What are you doing up here?"

Katie looked at Lincoln, telling him to explain to her what had happened.

"You were in the shed and you must have scratched your face of some of the wires or something in there." He eyed her, "All of PI had already left, and you must have passed out from losing to much blood."

"Pope asked Lincoln and is also asking all of the others if they saw anything that was within your reach that could cause this kind of wound." Katie explained, "Lincoln, thanks so much for all you did, Mac is outside waiting for you."

Lincoln nodded and said bye to both the women, "Get better Kristin."

Katie made a wooing sound after Lincoln left and shut the door. "Girl, you are good at that damsel in distress act." She corrected herself quickly, "Well I know in your case it wasn't an act. You and your cousin picking up the brothers, huh?"

Kristin looked out the window and complete horror manifested throughout her body. One guard was bringing up Abruzzi, and behind him was Sucre and Charles? She wasn't sure why Charles was there, but she definitely did know why John Abruzzi was there.

Katie looked at her patient, and then outside and saw Abruzzi winked at Kristin. "Girl, you are just grabbing all the men in here."

"Yeah, I don't know if that's a good or bad thing." She flatly said.