Title: Barden State Penitentiary

Author: Jamiexh

Rating: R

Summary: New inmate, Chloe, joins a prison gang, the Bellas, for protection while serving her sentence. After befriending the most feared inmate, Beca, Chloe's life begins to change.

Chapter 9

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"Do I know you," Chloe asked as she sat at one of the phones in the visiting room.

"Not yet," the man on the other side of the glass answered. "But, I expected that we will know each other quite well. After all, Beca has taken a liking to you. I'm Warren Mitchell, her father."

The redhead just stared at the man for a second. "Nice to meet you, Senator Mitchell."

"So, she told you that I was a senator?"

"She didn't want to. I found out through the prison therapist."

"Isn't that a breach of confidentiality?"

"Probably. She isn't a very good therapist."

"I can see that. So, you're dating my daughter?"

"Well, as much as one can actually date in prison. But, I do love her, sir. And she loves me."

"I know that Beca thinks that she cares deeply for you, but I'm not so convinced that you two are right for each other."

"You don't even know me."

"You both met in prison. You've said it before, it's not exactly the best dating place."

"Still, Beca and I have formed a connection and there's nothing you can do to change that."

"Well, if you do care about her, then convince her to allow me to get her pardoned now. She wants to wait for you to get out, but if she does that she may commit more crimes. She's been known to fight and cause trouble, and I'm worried that she will do the same to protect you. Let her come out now, and then if you really want to be with her, you can find her when you get out."

"I want Beca free. I really do. But, the timing and everything is not my call, it's Beca's. And if she wants to wait for me, then so be it. I've been here for six months, and I have a parole hearing in another six. And I haven't caused any trouble or given them any reason for them to deny me."

"Six months is a lot time for Beca to cause trouble."

"Again, that's her call, not ours. I'll talk to her, that's the best I can do. But, Senator, you need to respect Beca's wishes, whatever they may end up to be."

"So do you."

"The only influence that I've had on your daughter is helping her to be good so she can get out. Otherwise, she would have no desire. There are people here that she considers more like family than you. And that's the harsh truth. She's upset with you and she misses her mother. You need to speak to her to sort out your issues. Like, I said, I'll talk to Beca. I'll see if I can convince her to let her be pardoned sooner. But, if she says she wants to wait for me, then that's her decision. This conversation is over, Senator."

…

"Hey babe," Beca said as Chloe came back into their cell. "Have a good visit with…"

"Your dad," the redhead responded. "And no, not especially."

"My dad? What did he want?"

"He wants you out."

"And I will be."

"He wants you out, now. He doesn't want you to wait for me."

"Dammit, why doesn't he get it?"

"Maybe you shouldn't wait."

"What," Beca asked as she grabbed Chloe's hands. "Why? Do you not want me with you anymore?"

"Of course I do, Beca. But, I want you out. I don't want you mess up and maybe be here forever. I love you. But, I want what best for you."

"But, I want you out of here, too. And in something other than a body bag. Shelia hates me. If I'm not here, she won't hesitate to have you killed."

"Why does she hate you so much?"

Beca sat down on Chloe's bunk. The redhead immediately sat down next to her and put her arm around the smaller girl. "What I'm about to tell you no one else here knows. Not even Aubrey. And Shelia I know hasn't told any of the Society because she'll be blamed for them losing some of their power. I've told you that I got in a bad way after my mother died. Well, my mother didn't just die, she was murdered. My dad had an affair and his mistress killed my mother so that my dad would be with her. Clearly, that didn't work out for her as she's here."

"Wait," Chloe stopped her. "You're telling me that Shelia killed your mother?"

"Yeah."

"Oh my God. How have you not killed her yet?"

"Because I don't want to start a war. The Bellas are tough, but the Society's is more ruthless. When I first got here, the Bellas were barely standing up for themselves. The only members were Aubrey and a few other girls who have already been released. Alice used to be a Bella. From what I heard Shelia made a deal with Alice, and they both tried to wipe out all of the Bellas. Aubrey took the reins from there and probably wouldn't have lasted much longer if I hadn't gotten here. I immediately attacked Shelia when I got assigned into this cellblock. Shelia may have been here five years when I got here, but I recognized her instantly. I got thrown in the hole and Aubrey made me a Bella. I helped get them back on their feet. Stacie, Amy, Lily, and Cynthia Rose all came later and helped strengthen us, but Aubrey and I turned the Bellas around. We're a team."

Neither girl noticed that halfway through Beca's explanation, Aubrey entered their cell. The door was open for free time with the inmates and the blonde was going to read on her bunk. Aubrey smiled as she heard Beca praise her.

"So that's why Aubrey and you are so close?"

"Not exactly. Aubrey is more than that to me. She's family. At least I feel like she is. I have a sister somewhere out there. My mother was raped before I was born at one of the political gatherings that she went to with my dad. She got pregnant and she and my dad decided to give the baby up for adoption because they thought it would be too difficult to keep her. Over time, my mom began to miss her baby. As a little girl I remember seeing her cry for no reason. And I noticed that she always cried around the same time of year. When I got old enough to understand, my mom told me everything. Aubrey just reminds me of her. My mom was compassionate, strong and dedicated. And so is Aubrey. In some ways, Aubrey even looks like mom. I know it's not likely that Aubrey really is my sister, but in my head she is. I love her. She's family to me."

"Beca," Aubrey said gently as she embraced the shorter girl with tears in her eyes.

"How much did you hear," the brunette asked.

"Enough."

"Look, Aubrey, it's just a fantasy. You know, nothing…"

"It may not be. I was adopted."

Beca laughed. "You're shitting me, right?"

"I'm Dixie Chick serious."

"Could it really be possible?"

"You can always take a DNA test and find out," Chloe offered.

"Do you wanna," Beca asked.

"Yeah," Aubrey smiled. "Let's do it. The worst it can tell us is that we're not related. And really that wouldn't change anything, would it?"

"No," the brunette answered wrapping her arms around the blonde. "It wouldn't change a thing."