A/N: Thanks for the views and reviews are of course always welcomed! Chapter 17, a lot of things are going to happen! So get ready!

Chapter 16:
Sara and Kristin got back to Sara's apartment around 7:15 in the evening, and it felt so weird. "Oh those ten hours took forever." Kristin yawned as she fell on Sara's brown, leathered love seat.

Sara just looked at the clock and slowly made her way to the living room with Kristin. "Why are you acting so weird?" The younger woman pried.

Sara shook her head "It's nothing. Just a long day."

Sara was a horrible liar; Kristin sat and just stared at her for a few minutes. Which creeped out Sara, she finally said something "What? What is it?"

"You KISSED Michael." She screamed, "I knew it!"

"What how do you know? I don't if I like that you two gossip about me." Sara glared.

"You just told me right now, ha!" Kristin headed to her room, but turned around and said, "That's cute, I haven't quite got any lip lock action yet, so to speak." She laughed. She saw the serious look on Sara's face that read a 'you need to explain.' "Abruzzi tends to kiss me on my neck and forehead, and that new kid, Tweener, he kissed me on the cheek." She giggled.

As warm and fuzzy that Sara did feel about the kiss from Michael but she was skeptical about his actions. "Kris, I heard that Caleb came to pay you a visit."

That just changed the whole tone of the conversation. Kristin slowly looked over her shoulder, "I'm exhausted, see you in the morning."

Sara took the hint and let the topic go for now, she knew this was a very delicate subject. Kristin had only been here for a few days; this was all still fresh and new to her.

Later last night, the black doctor, Katie, had a visit from Tweener, he was having some type of seizure. He was puking up his food, dropped to the ground and kept shaking and twitching. The story behind it was that Michael had asked him to do grab a gold watch that officer Geary had stolen from Scofield's belongings that were locked away. Though he told Tweener it meant a lot to one of his family members, and in exchange he would consider letting Tweener onto the PI department. Though that was not his call…

Sara never got dressed up for work, an Kristin thought once in a while she should. But she was just so casual and seemed content with that. "Kris, let's go."

Before Kristin could say anything Sara shook her head, "Ohhhhh no, no, no." Kristin was wearing a black ruffled skirt that barely covered up her body and a white tank top. "Stop! What are you doing? Seriously are you trying to get sexually assaulted again?" She snarled.

"The word is raped." Kristin corrected as she finished putting on her black massacre. She needed to dress up like this, she needed T-bag's help, and she figured it would make him a little happy; he could look but not touch. And she wasn't supposed to participate with PI anymore, well in the room. "Nothing is going to happen. I am doing this for a reason, you wouldn't understand, it doesn't concern you."

"Oh my Lord, I thought you were passed this stage in your life. You are in your early twenties, you're not 16 or 17 anymore."

"Sara." Kristin made a low growling as she said her family member's name. "I got this. You need to just off! Let's get going."

Sara had to wonder what in the world was going on with her younger cousin, one day she was dress normal, and somewhat conservative, and another day dressed a little more provocative.

Safe to say the car ride over to work was pretty much mute. It usually was because Kristin was not a big morning person; Sara was pretty much away after 5 minutes of waking up. "If someone says something to you, I'm not coming to your defense." Sara snarled as she parked the car, and looked over at Kristin with an annoyed look.

Kristin sarcastically did a thumbs up and shook her head, as she unbuckled her seat belt and slammed the door.

Katie got to work just at the same time as Sara and Kristin and hollered for them to wait up. Kristin politely smiled but kept going. "Girl, why is she dressed like that? She knows where she is, right?"

Sara gave a brief chuckle and commented, "I have no idea, and I'm not getting involved." The two older women walked into the prison ready for another long, and adventurous day. Sara began talking to Katie, like she promised Kristin she would try to do about Brad Bellick. They had a decent friendship, and Sara didn't want Kristin to perhaps have a more wicked group of PI crew members, even though Abruzzi was not the safest in her mind, he had given Pope is word he'd watch out for Kristin.

Kristin had told Mac to bring the men to PI and let them start working; she was going to be just a few minutes. Mac looked at her outfit and said, "You're asking for trouble."

"Oh I know." She smiled.

Lincoln and Michael were walking to inside the room,, they were getting more supplies, while the others started to work right away. C-note was standing guard a the door and over head their conversation about how someone needed to go, they didn't have enough time to safety have everyone make it across.

"Mind if I share that with the rest of the class?" He mean-mugged the two brothers. As the three went inside the room, C-note did indeed that this information. "Apparently, college boy did the math and figured out we got to many clowns in the car." While explaining he looked at mostly Abruzzi and T-bag. "so one of us in here digging, but his seat ain't guaranteed."

Lincoln steeped up to C-note's concerns. "How is this any of your problem man?"

Charles had just joined PI as of last night, because they were going to need the money, and Michael knew who Charles was, even if he didn't want to admit it.

"I'm not diggin' if I don't get to go." Sucre shouted.

"We need to make a decision of who should get cut." Lincoln interjected.

"Well I think we all agree who that should be." Abruzzi turned to look towards the door, where T-bag was on the other side, watching out. Everyone inside the room stopped talking as they heard T-bag's voice and Kristin's.

Kristin had managed to finally make her way outside and was talking on the other side of the door with T-bag. "So have you thought of anything?" Kristin questioned.

"Oh miss Krissy, I got a few tricks up my sleeves, now don't you worry your pretty little self." He was blown away but her attire, "I must ask, did you dress that way for someone in particular?"

Kristin gave a devilish smile, "I'm sure for a few selected people."

T-bag beamed, but all of the sudden he opened the door to the break room and saw several men step back, as if they were listening to their conversations. Kristin yelped as stood behind T-bag, more because she thought they were actually working and not listening in on their conversation.

"Pardon me for interrupting." T-bag held his arms out as he pushed through one set of doors. "What's that smell?" He sniffed the air, "Smells to me like conspiracy."

Michael had enough of this conversation, he took off his snow cap and said, "we need to get back to work."

"Yeah well before you do, I have an announcement to make! I've been growin' leery with the way y'all talk like I'm a lesser man, so I bought an insurance policy." This was something that not even Kristin knew. "I called up my guy on the outside and I told him about our plan, and all likelihood I would see him next week. BUT if he don't hear from me 5 minutes before the escape and 20 minutes after, I told him to call up the warden and blow the whistle on the whole thing."

Kristin slammed her hand over her face in a d'oh like fashion. She knew that this had real potential to get real messy. "So if y'all have plans to get rid of me, I suggest you make other plans."

C-note looked up Kristin and said, "I don't think we should be discussing this with her here."

"Watch your mouth C-note, I am in charge in here, despite with fucking Abruzzi thinks, no loss for me if I take you off of PI. So it'd be best for everyone to be respectful of me." She grinned, "How would it look if I told Pope, 1, who slashed my eye, and that man is in this room." She looked at Abruzzi who just smiled back. "And 2, about this whole situation."

Sucre said, "Mami you wouldn't do that, would you?"

"The problem is I think most of you are very decent men, and should get out, but others are in here because they are manipulative and that's their only weapon." She eyed Michael, "I think you and I should talk about this. I am willing to help, I have never gone back on my word, but on a few conditions."

Michael nodded; he felt that they should have talked a while ago about all of this.

As Michael and Kristin managed to step outside and walk to the storage garage, just so it looked like they were doing something. Michael had to interject something first, "The outfit, if you explain that first I will answer all your questions."

"T-bag is helping me with something, and since I have high standards, and would never, ever do anything with him, I told him I would get 'dressed up' for him. " She lied.

Michael nodded, he was no one to judge, and he really wasn't to curious about what those two were up too. "Here's what I'm thinking," Kristin started, "The night of the escape, I could probably find a way to get, like no more than three men out, while the rest of you do what you need to do. I could lie and say that they need to sign paperwork, or that they need to organize or finish something, I can think of something."

Michael seemed interested in her plan, "That could work." He nodded.

"Do not leave anyone in the dust, because it will come back and bite you in the ass." She warned. "C-note needs to be careful with how he talks t o me, I won't say anything, I promise. I really do want most of you to get out."

Michael knew that! After all she was related to Sara, and Sara and Kristin both his very big hearts. "Why do I feel like there's a catch?"

"Tweener comes along." Michael sighed as he covered his face with his hands. "Kristin."

"He got you that watch, did he not? Dr Katie had told Sara that Tweener was in there last night, so I assume that's to somehow figure out how to get your watch back from Geary." She opened the door to the storage shed and let him walk in first. "I will have him come with me, and probably Charles, if we need to I can take one more."

"I will think of which ones' would be a good choice, the slower ones will probably need to go with you. Because every single minute will count."

Michael had returned with Kristin but she stayed outside with T-bag. Abruzzi went to the door an had alarmed Kristin, who was leaning against the door, and almost fell to the ground, but Abruzzi caught her at the last second. T-bag angrily looked at the mobster. "How can we help you?" His voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Go inside, the fish wants to talk to you." He pointed to inside the room. "The girl and I are going to go for a walk."

Kristin nodded for T-bag to go, because she knew that Michael was going to tell the others what they had just discussed. They had started to walk to the prison, Abruzzi said he needed to talk to one of the guards to do some research real quickly. He wanted to find out who T-bag had called, but he kept that little detail to himself.

"Should cover up more." Abruzzi grunted, "Giving these men that much to look at, and they will try stuff."

"Okay John, yeah I will make sure to listen to everything you say." Kristin grunted back.

"I am hard on you because you can do better. If you were my daughter and you dressed like that-"

"Not your daughter, am I? Would you slice your daughter's face?" She spat. "Do not bite the hand that feeds you John."

"I told you," He cleared his throat, "If you step out of line, you will be punished. You are with a bunch of cons, and shouldn't be in there with us."

"Right, the less I know the better?"

"You don't get it girl, I am protecting you."

Kristin looked up at Abruzzi; they had just the strangest relationship ever. When they could talk and be normal to each other, she just loved that. "You know, I really like when you are decent like this."

"The gift was not really to shut you up, I did it to make you happy." He gave a cheesy smile, "I know, hard to believe."
Now Kristin was feeling bad about talking to T-bag about doing something vengeful back to John Abruzzi.

"Mac!" Kristin called out for Mac to come and grab Abruzzi from her, Mac nodded and took his sweet time to reach the two.

"How's the Bellick situation going?" Kristin awkwardly asked. "You have until tomorrow, and I don't think Dr Katie is interested in Bellick that way."

"All good. My guy talked to the fish and oops, let's say he's going to be calling a different prison his new home for the rest of his life."

Woo! There was a huge sigh of relief from Kristin.

Abruzzi took off his denim jacket and put it over Kristin, "Don't let me catch you dressed like that tomorrow." The jacket literally flooded on Kristin's body, Abruzzi was quite bigger than Kristin. "Especially if you're going to be by T-bag."

Kristin watched as Mac took Abruzzi, he told Kristin he would bring Abruzzi back as soon as they finished, and she could go back to the other men. Nodding and walking back in the other direction. "I think I need to tell T-bag to call this whole revenge thing off before it gets to far." She widened her eyes as she quickly made her way back to the break room.