(Y/N) was a pretty thing with a rather thick Cajun accent and an attitude which didn't reflect her looks, the bright (favourite colour) hair hid her timid nature. The the newest guard, assigned to Chato Santana to try and give Chato sleep therapy. The guards around her however, especially Griggs, liked to think of her small frame as an easy way to relieve stress or just for fun. She was currently lying in the dirt in the pouring rain near the cell block which housed Floyd Lawton, who couldn't see, but hear what was going on.

A group of four, including Griggs himself, were threatening (Y/N) by  telling her that she should keep her mouth shut, after she had let slip one of the things they did to her to El Diablo by accident who had called them up on it after asking where the bruises on her face had come from.

"You tell anyone and I'll kill you..." One of them hissed and she squirmed, trying to get out of another's grasp who had her pinned to the floor.

"I won't, promise" She muttered as she felt a baton used only for when inmates were really bad hit her back.

She was screaming at first, but when Griggs shoved a dirty rag in her mouth all she could do was make muffled cries. The baton kept coming down and they only stopped when had broken her leg and made her bleed to the point of unconsciousness. Surprisingly it was a man she didn't knew who found her, and helped her up.

"What happened to you?" He asked.

"Nothing. I tripped" (Y/N) told the man.

"You tripped huh? Sure, name's Rick Flag, I'm a solider." Rick introduced himself.

"(Y/N) (L/N), operative here. I work with Chato Santana to help him with his nightmares" She smiled slightly.

"Metahuman?" Rick asked and you nodded. "Hypnokinesis I'm guessing, I'm here to recruit you too"

"Will it get me away from here?" (Y/N) asked and Rick grinned.

"Yes. Santana's coming too" He told her.

"Count me in." The small guard went with Rick and saw a bunch of prisoners getting changed.

"Gentlemen and lady, this is (Y/N) (L/N). She's joining in the fun." Rick gestured to the small guard and Chato's head shot up as he ran towards (Y/N).

"What did they do to you?" He asked and the girl flinched back.

"Nothing..." She whispered, looking at the floor.

"That's bull and you know it is." Deadshot spoke up. "I heard the whole thing"

Diablo turned to his new teammate and Deadshot told him.

"Griggs and his friends used that baton, wasn't pretty. I'm pretty sure I heard bones break, how you still standing?" He turned towards the guard who shrugged.

"I know how to take the pressure off it" The Cajun woman confessed. "Ever since Chato found out, they stopped hitting me as hard."

"That sounded pretty hard to me." Deadshot said.

"S'fine. I'm not near them now." (Y/N) replied.

"Miss (L/N), I've ordered a med officer for you to put your leg back in place." Rick told the woman who grinned.

"Thank you." She smiled.

Here, surrounded by criminals and thieves, she would be happy. Maybe this would be her new beginning.

And so it was, the Squad became her family and she would protect them with her life. When it was all over, and Chato survived, Amanda asked her what she wanted.

She smiled, and looked at the man she loved (and saved).

"I want Chato to be transferred to a proper cell, a comfortable one, and I want to be his only guard." She told the woman who nodded.

"Santana, what do you want?" Amanda asked him.

He, in turn took (Y/N)'s hand in his own.

"I would like nothing but her." He muttered, before scooping her up in a kiss. "I want her to be safe, away from the men who hurt her."

"That will be arranged."

And so it was, (Y/N) was given a promotion, and the Squad were put in a block of their own, with senior officer  (Y/N) (L/N) as their supervisor. Griggs was fired, and the other men moved to a different facility.

All was well...

For now.

(SHORT AND FLUFFY!!)