A/N: Before I begin, I wanted to say that the injury that occurs in the last chapter is something I do with most of my OC's. The placement of the wound is always on the face area, I have always been told in real life that I have beautiful green eyes, and I always feel like my characters best trait on their body should be their beautiful eyes. It's just something I always find a way to do, and of course with this fic and this OC, it's no different.

Chapter 10:

Charles was brought up to the infirmary, because he had found his precious feline companion dead on his bed. He asked if the doctors were able to dispose of his pet's body, he didn't want her to be just thrown in the trash that were in the cells. He preferred that her body to be buried, but he knew the guards wouldn't allow that.

Dr. Katie left the room for a moment, and told Charles he could come in and sit down, she would be with him in a moment. As she went to check on something in another room, that gave Kristin and Charles a moment alone.

"I'm sorry about your cat." A sincere apology, something that a lot of prisoners were not good at.

"Yeah, me too." He grumbled, "She's in a better place. I know who did it," He looked up and saw that Kristin was waiting for him to go on. "Bellick." He shook his head as he went on, "That's why PI is in the break room, I lit the room with one of Bellick's cigarettes." He smirked, "He deserves a lot worse for what he did to my sweet girl."

Kristin couldn't help but tune in and out to the old man's tale. She felt Abruzzi staring daggers at her, and she was trying to do the same. "Kristin?"

"Wha-?" She shook her head and came back to reality. "You say something?"

Charles looked concern; "Yeah I said who did that to you?" Indicating the long, noticeable scar just near her eye. "I ain't a snitch, I won't tell. Over 30 years with a clean record, trust me I won't snitch."

Kristin whispered, "Abruzzi."

Inside of Pope's office Sara was sitting in one chair and in and out were the PI crewmembers. Sara and Pope had already spoken with the brothers, Michael and Lincoln, and now T-bag was in the room right now.

"Theodore," Pope started. "Do any of the men in PI want to hurt Kristin for some reason?"

T-bag had his handcuffs on and just made sure to put on a wonderful act. "Why no sir, I am quite fond of young Krissy, myself. I told her I would protect her if any of these VILE, men tried to do anything. Some of these men are just ghastly and revolting creatures, sir."

Sara and Pope looked at one another as T-bag went on. "I made some mistakes, and being in here until the day I die, I have learned from them. I may give off a kind of slithery vibe, but I haven't been like that for many, many years." T-bag smiled widely, he was quite proud of his lies, and how manipulative he could be.

A few more questions were probed, but they finished shortly after that. Sara looked at Theodore, and she had never had a real problem with him, but she just didn't get the best of feelings when he was around.

"Thank you Teddy." Pope waved him out of the room, "Send in John Abruzzi."

Having his slicked back long hair, and his white long-sleeves shirt on and his blue prison pants, the mob boss stepped in and was told exactly where to sit.

"John." Said Pope.

"Warden." He nodded, "Doctor."

"John I am utterly in dismay of how something like this could happen. Guards looked in the shed and though Kristin is not the tallest human being, nothing was at her height level that could make that kind of mark on her face."

Abruzzi looked concerned, 'There wasn't? Did someone move something?" He tapped his fingers on the side of the chair. "She's just a kid."

"She's 24." Sara rudely corrected, "Not a kid."

"Yeah, well whatever," The mafia boss rolled his eyes at the doctor. "I couldn't tell you anything." Abruzzi shrugged, "I'm sorry Warden." His accent got thick, "She is just a doll. I know that some of the guards were talking about how she had more authority than some of them." He smiled, "Jealous pricks if you ask me."

Pope raised his eyebrows, he had not heard of anything like that. But that didn't mean that John was lying, Pope figured that the guards were on their best behavior when he was around.

"Well, I will keep her under my wing. Tomorrow when we have PI she can stay close to me." Something in his voice, made Sara's skin crawl and twist and turn.

Sara became very uncomfortable with him saying that. "No offense John, but you are in prison, you have killed men before."

Pope interjected, "Sara, no, no I think John here has a point. He is highly respected around here. T-bag is more feared, I would trust John over some of the others."

Abruzzi smiled and said, "Aww." Almost in a joking like way. "Where is she? Am I able to go and see her?"

"Yes, yes of course." Pope enthusiastically waved for the John to go just down the hall to the infirmary. "Dr. Katie should be in there, tell her I sent you, it should be fine."

The older woman looked at the Warden with a very nervous look on her face. "Henry…"

"Sara, he's a good man. To get into PI is a privilege that a lot of men in here would kill for. Takes a while to get used to him, but he's perfectly fine. Never has John Abruzzi ever given me a reason to not trust him, I don't believe he would start now."

Charles and Sucre were summoned to go into the Pope's office together. Mostly because Pope felt that neither he nor Sara were in any sort of danger with both of those men in his office. Charles told Kristin to get some rest and went to meet up with Sucre just a few feet outside of the infirmary.

As they were walking down the hall, the two men met up with Abruzzi, and Charles couldn't help but look at the man differently than he ever used to. Charles accidentally killed that woman so many years ago, but Abruzzi didn't accidentally slice Kristin's face up.

No words were exchanged from Charles, but Sucre asked where John was going with no cuffs. "Going to pay the princess a visit." He snorted.

As he saw the black woman he had told her that Warden Pope said it was okay for him to visit with Kristin for a few minutes, alone. "Yeah, but not to long John." Katie smiled, "Girl needs her rest."

"Oh I won't be long at all." John commented as he headed for the door and managed to shut it quickly.

Kristin was lying down on the table with her eyes closed. "Katie can you tell the Pope I want to talk to him?"

"Why would you want to do that?" Abruzzi asked as he stood over the woman while looking down at her with a simple grin glued to his face.

In an instant Kristin had shot up and nearly ripped apart her eyelids from opening her eyes so quickly. "What are you doing here?" She asked in a spooked tone, looking at the door she saw it was shut.

"We aren't thinking of telling Pope anything, are we?" It was more of a demand than a question. "Are we?"

"I didn't do anything to you. I told Bellick off for his sexual harassment actions, this has nothing to do with you."

"You see- that's not entirely true." Abruzzi stood a few feet back shaking his pointer finger. "Bellick asked me to do something, and if I didn't I was going to get replaced on PI." He suddenly got very close to her again; just as close as they were when they were in the shed. "I can't have that happen."

"Harming a woman, think your tough cause you can do that?" She snarled.

"The remarks you get you should take as a compliment." He moved his face around as if he was a snake and his head was slithering back and forth. "Best you be a good girl and not say anything! I mean anything. Humor Bellick, that's what we all do." He snorted.

"Beating up a woman is called for when she steps out of place. Because of that, my wife knows better than to leave or betray me." He snapped, "You will learn too."

He went over and slowly touched the scar that he made with her own weapon. "Be lucky I got to you before T-bag could." He ruffled the woman's hair and grinned, "Beautiful eyes for a beautiful girl. The scar just brings out your eyes that much more."

With that being said Abruzzi winked at the young woman, opened the door and he slowly began to vanish down the hall, where a guard was waiting for him. Not long after that Sara had come in with Pope, and they needed to fill her in on some things.

"Kristin, Warden Pope has some things to tell you."

"Oh okay." Kristin looked up at the Warden. "What is it?"

"Well Kristin, both Sara and I just finished talking to all of the men on PI, and no one can remember anything being at your height that would give you that type of wound. BUT, I have heard that some of the guards were nagging you about what you do here, and thinking I am favoring you because you are in fact Sara's younger cousin. Which is not the case at all. Just like these men, I think if pushed at your own pace you can turn your life around. Punishment is not always called for."

"BUT-" Sara interrupted the Pope, "In this case it is called for."

Kristin could feel a dry lump starting to foam in the pit of her throat.

"When you are in PI, you will be in the break room with them men while they work, you will stay close to Abruzzi. He has promised to watch after you as best as he can." Pope was very serious, and looking at Sara, she didn't know what to say.

"Usually Bellick and Mac will not be to far away either. I know that Bellick said he was looking around to make sure that there was not another, more important assignment for PI to do…. right around the time that this incident happened."

"Of course he was." Kristin rolled her eyes carefully. Pope didn't see her do that action but Sara sure did.

"Now PI is schedule to go out there again today to do more work, since it was cut short due to your injury. Will you being joining them?"

"Yes!"

"No!"

The cousin said the opposite word, but managed to say their answers at the same time. "Sara, I am not a baby, I will be fine."

"It's settled then." Henry Pope smiled and told Kristin she had about 15 minutes.

After Pope left the room, Sara yanked her family member's hand and jerked it forward. "What the Hell is going on? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Huh? I swear you and Michael…" She stopped in mid-sentence.

"If we are going to compare family members… well you and Lincoln tend to worry to much." The younger female retorted back to the older one. "I will be fine, besides I'm watching after your future boyfriend." Kristin stuck her tongue out.

Sara laughed, but quickly turned very serious-minded. "I don't what secrets you are keeping hidden inside, but you need to seriously be careful you give your trust too. Kristin, these men are dangerous, just like you said about Michael, they are here for a reason."

"Well not to worry I have the mob boss protecting me." She cynically called out.

"Yes you do." Both women nearly shrieked as they looked behind them and saw John Abruzzi standing by the door, leaning against it with his arms crossed. "PI time. Bellick is at the end of the hall, he sent me to get you."

"Oh my Lord…I wonder how much of all that he heard." Sara mumbled barely above a whisper. Kristin didn't say anything she just nodded in agreeing, that she was curious how long he had been there as well