The terrifying scream that was coming from their cell caused Tim's heart to stop. It sounded as if Adam was being axed to death. Even the other prisoners were rushing out of their cells to see who was getting attacked.

Tim was really expecting to see someone attacking his cellmate. But instead, he sees him tossing and turning in his sleep with tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Adam?" Tim says barely over a whisper as he rushes over to his cot. Followed closely by a curious Avi.

Sitting down on the bed, Tim grabs Adam by the shoulders and shakes him.

"Adam!! Wake up!!" He says loudly as he shakes his cellmate.

"NOOO! TIM!!!!" Adam screams as he springs up into a sitting position. His eyes opening wide with fear.

"Hey! Hey! It's alright! I'm right here!" Tim says trying to bring Adam to his senses.

Adam fights to breath as he stares into Tim's brown eyes.

"Oh my God, Tim." Adam sobs as he grabs Tim around the neck into a tight hug.

"Everything is alright." Tim says softly, rubbing Adam on the back. "Sweetie, it was just a bad dream." He tightens his grip on the trembling man in his arms.

Adam suddenly pushes Tim back and quickly begins to unbutton his cellmates shirt.

"What are you doing?" Tim asks looking down at his now exposed chest.

With wild eyes, Adam scans Tim's chest. He lays a shaking hand on his chest.

"You're not shot." He smiles through his tears.

"Uh, No. I think I would know it if I was." Tim smiles, wiping away some of the tears that were rolling down Adam's cheek.

"I thought I lost you." Adam cries as he again hugs Tim tightly.

"Is he going to be alright?" Avi asks from the doorway, behind him several curious on-lookers.

"Yeah." Tim says looking over his shoulder. "Avi, get everyone away from here."

"Alright, you heard him. SCRAM!" Avi yells. 

The inmates scurry off like roaches. No one wants to irritate Foust and Kaplan.

Tim starts to lay Adam back onto the bed but Adam tightens his grip.

"No. No, please don't leave me." Adam begs.

"I'm not leaving. I'm just going to go pull the door to." Tim says. "I'll be right back."

When a cell door is pulled to (but not locked), that is a sign to others that the inmate inside does not want to be disturbed. 

Adam watches every move that Tim makes as if he were afraid the brown-eyed man was going to just disappear. Holding his breath until Tim started to head back to their cot.

"You wanna tell me about it?" Tim asks as he lays down beside his frightened cell mate and wraps his arms around him.

Adam lays his head down on Tim's chest, clutching his shirt in his hands to keep him from leaving. He silently breathes a sigh of relief as he listens to Tim's heartbeat.

"We had escaped. We were running as fast as we could. The dogs were getting closer so we crossed this stream. They lost our scent so we thought we were free." Adam says, quickly wiping a tear that was rolling down his cheek. "You looked over your shoulder and laughed as we were running and said, 'Babe, we did it. We're free.' Then all of a sudden, this guard steps out in the path and shoots you in the chest. You fall to the ground and I kneel beside you, taking you in my arms. You look at me with blood running out of the side of your mouth. You chuckle and say, 'So, I was wrong'. You took your last breath in my arms. God, it seemed so real." Adam sobs, burying his face in Tim's chest.

"Shhhh. Baby, it was all just a dream." Tim whispers, kissing Adam on the head.

Avi slips out of his cell to take a peek into his neighbors' cell. He notices the door closed so didn't enter. But seen the couple snuggled together in the bunk asleep. He smiles to himself at the cuteness.

He hears footsteps running up behind him. He turns to see Chance and Rob.

"We got reports of someone being attacked." Chance says.

"Shhhhh!" Avi hushes them and pulls them into his cell. "No one was attacked. Adam had a nightmare and woke up screaming. Tim was over here playing chess. Scared the sh*t out of both of us."

"Is he alright now." Rob whispers only because Avi was whispering.

"More than alright." Avi smiles and motions them to follow him. 

They quietly walk out and peek into the next cell. The couple had changed positions forming a spoon with Adam being the smaller spoon.

"Awww." Rob smiles.

"Just a matter of time." Chance smiles.

"If only Austin would get lost." Avi mumbles as they go back to his cell.

"That's just a matter of time too." Chance smirks. "Well, since there is no one getting attacked, I guess we need to get back to looking for another bunk to go in Tim's cell."

"What!! No!!" Avi whispers/shouts. "Are you nuts? The one bed is perfect. Sleeping in the same cot will definitely weaken this stupid deal that they have. Don't you see? They'll be forced to cuddle every night."

Rob chuckles as he walks out of the cell going on about his business.

"You're an evil little man, Avriel Kaplan." Chance smiles as he tugs gently on Avi's beard. "That's one of the many things I love about you."

"Awww, I love you too." Avi smiles as he bites his bottom lip.

"I do need to go, though. Uncle Ian is supposed to stop by and there's something I need to talk to him about." Chance says as he quickly kisses Avi on the forehead.

"Is something wrong?" Avi asks.

"No. There's just something I need to ask him. I'll tell you about it later, Okay?" Chance smiles.

"Okay. Love you." Avi says softly as they give each other a quick kiss.

"Love you, more. I'll be back later." Chance says before leaving the cell.

Chance heads up to the warden's office. He figured that would be where his uncle would go. He knocks softly on the door.

"Come in?" Clooney answers.

"Good morning, Chance." Ian smiles, looking up from a file.

"What was all that God awful screaming earlier?" Clooney asks.

"Nothing serious. Just one of the inmates had a nightmare." Chance answers, glancing down at the file the Governor had in his hand. TIMOTHY FOUST.

"Such babies." Clooney growls.

"Babies? Really?" Chance asked with raised brows. "These men live in a nightmare. So naturally, it will eventually enter their dreams."

"Whatever." Clooney grumbles as he takes his glasses off and lays them down on his desk.

"Uh, I couldn't help but notice that you had Foust's file. Is there a problem?" Chance asks, looking down at the man he knew as his uncle.

"Oh, no." Ian chuckles shaking his head. "I was just checking in on his GED status. He's doing very well. That Algebra test, he did amazing on it."

"He's been studying non-stop." Chance smiles.

"Was there something you needed, Chance?" Clooney asks.

"Oh, yeah. Governor, I was wondering if I could have a word with you after you are done here?" Chance asks.

"Sure." Ian smiles as he closes the folder. "I'm almost done here."

"Speak your mind, Chance." Clooney says, leaning back in his chair.

"It's a private matter and is none of you business." Chance says flatly.

Clooney huffs as he turns his chair around to watch the inmates.

"I'll be checking back on Foust's progress." Ian says as he stands from his chair.

"Good day, Governor." Clooney says, still eyeing the inmates.

The Governor and Chance head down to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee. 

"Okay, so what did you need to talk to me about?" Ian asks as they sat down at a table.

"Uh, there's this guard that I know that is romantically involved with an inmate. I'm afraid that he will get fired if they get caught." Chance says.

Ian leans back in his chair, crossing his arms.

"How long has this romance been going on?" Ian asks with a small smile on his face.

"Several months." Chance answers as he mindlessly stirs his coffee.

"The committee frowns on relationships between guards and inmates." Ian says.

"Oh." Chance frowns.

"BUT, there's nothing they can do about it." Ian smiles. "What happens in the prison, stays in the prison."

"Really?" Chace asks trying to hide his smile. "So the guard won't get fired?"

"Of course not. You think they don't know about Clooney's escapades? He still has his job." Ian laughs. "They just don't want any prisoner getting special treatment. So who is he?"

"Who's who?" Chance asks, quickly looking back down at his coffee cup.

"I think you know. The inmate that has stolen your heart." Ian laughs. "You can't hide nothing from me, Kid. I've known you since you were born."

"Avi. Avi Kaplan." Chance smiles.

"I know Kaplan. He's a mean little booger." Ian laughs.

"Oh, his bark is worse than his bite." Chance chuckles. "He just likes coming up with these weird threats to make people think that he's crazy enough to do them. But he never does."

"Let's hope not or your nuts could end up in your mouth, unattached." Ian laughs loudly.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." Chance laughs, shaking his head.

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Adam rolls over and sees Tim sitting on the side of the bed stretching

"Where you going?" Adam asks in a groggy voice.

"I need to go take a shower. You coming?" Tim asks, glancing over his shoulder as he slips on his shoes.

"Yeah, but you go ahead. I just need a few minutes to clear my head." Adam says as he sits up, rubbing his eyes.

"Alright, but don't take too long." Tim says, leaning over and placing a kiss on top of Adam's head. Earning a smile from the blond.

Tim stops at the supply room to get his supplies and a change of clothes. Luckily, there was no one else taking a shower. After all these years, he still gets a little uncomfortable taking a shower with a bunch of other inmates.

He quickly undresses and throws his clothes in the large hamper. He hangs his clean clothes up on a hook provided along with his towel. 

After allowing the water to heat up, he steps under the water, relaxing under the warmth of it. His mind was all over the place but mainly on the blond that he left in the cell.

He smiles as he feels fingers softly stroke down his back.

"Feeling better?" He asks with a smile as he starts to turn around but suddenly gets a sick feeling as he stares into the bruised face of Mitch Grassi.

"Much better, thank you." Mitch smirks as his eyes roam Tim's body. "And what a beautiful surprise you've given me."

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were half dead in a hospital." Tim growls with disgust.

"Oh, I wasn't as bad off as they thought I was." Mitch says, stepping closer but being careful not to get his clothes wet.

"Well, that's too bad. We were all hoping for the worst." Tim says as he slaps Mitch's hand away from his chest. He looks around for his towel but it was gone and so was his clothes. "Where're my d*mn clothes, Grassi?"

"Oh, They're over on the other side of the room, along with your towel." Mitch giggles. "Why, Timmy. You look a little uncomfortable standing there with all your glory hanging out."

"Yep, he was getting ready for me." Adam says as he slowly walks into the room. "I see that Avi and I made a huge mistake in doing our job. Well, maybe next time."

"Job? Next time?" Mitch asks stepping back a couple of steps.

"Mhmm." Adam says with a nod. "Next time, you'll by-pass the hospital and go straight to the morgue. Now, if you'll excuse us."

Adam removes his shoes and steps under the water with Tim, fully clothed. He gives Tim a quick wink before wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Mitch huffs and crosses his arms over his chest.

Tim couldn't help but moan into the kiss so Adam thought he would go one step further for the show. He slowly begins to glide his hands over Tim's body.

Adam turns around in Tim's arms, leaning back against him. He was fully aware of Tim's erection pressing against him.

"Oh, you still here, Bitchell?" Adam smirks. "You'll never get him so you might as well leave. Unless you're into watching two people having sex. If so? Get ready for an amazingly hot show."

"It's not over, Rupp." Mitch says before turning and walking out of the shower room.

"Sorry." Adam says softly as he steps away from Tim and turns to face the very aroused man. "I had to go to extremes to get rid of him."

"That's okay." Tim manages to say through heavy breathing. "Uh, Adam. You mind going to talk to the attendants for a few minutes?"

He turns around with his back to Adam.

"Uh, I could help you with that problem, you know." Adam smiles as he rubs Tim on the back.

"Tempting offer but I have to decline." Tim says looking over his shoulder at the blond.

"Well, okay." Adam smiles, holding his hands up as he steps away. "I'll, uh, leave you two alone."

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