"So what are you thinking?" Adam asks softly as the two walk out of their cell.

Tim glances around at Avi's cell to see him laying on his cot, staring at the ceiling.

"I think we have trouble heading our way." Tim says in a low voice as they lean on the railing, looking down at the cell block below them.

"You think this Hoying guy is here to make trouble?" Adam asks quietly. 

"Oh, I'm sure of it. Why else would he wait until after Mitch's death to confess to a murder." Tim nods.

"Hey. Are you Foust?" A voice asks sternly.

"Yep, what's it to ya?" Tim asks as he slowly turns his head to see the new inmate standing with his chest puffed out.

"I heard that you killed Mitch Grassi." Hoying says.

"Yeah, well, you heard wrong." Tim replies calmly as he turns his attention back to the cell block below.

Adam raises up and looks over Tim at the tall blond.

"That would be me." He grins proudly, holding up his hand.

Tim chuckles and shakes his head at the cockiness of his fiance.

"You think this is funny, Asshole?" Hoying says as he shoves Tim's shoulder.

Samuel and Hunter come slowly walking out of their cell.

Tim raises up from his leaning position and takes a step toward Hoying.

"Let me tell you something, you c*ck sucker!" Tim growls as he hits Hoying in the chest with his open hands, knocking the blond back. "You might have been king of the hill down in Block A, but up here, you ain't sh*t! You ain't nothing but fresh meat to these guys. So you better tone down your badass attitude or I'm going to shove your head up your ass, unattached!! Do I make myself clear?"

"You think you're pretty tough, don't you." Hoying snarls.

"I'd watch my step if I were you, Hoying." Samual says as he calmly lights a cigarette. "Those who get on Foust's bad side usually don't hang around very long." 

"Yep, they're  carried out in a body bag." Hunter adds.

"You think I'm scared?" Scott says as he nervously looks around at the older inmate.

"You d*mn right you're scared." Adam says with a wicked smile as he walks up beside his fiance and gently rubs him on the back. "I can see it in your eyes."

"Tim? Adam? Come on, guys. Don't start any trouble, okay?" Avi asks from his cell door.

"We weren't the one that came looking for trouble with his chest stuck out like a Bani rooster." Tim growls. "Your EX needs to learn his position here. Down on all fours with his ass raised for these horny men up here."

The other cellmates of Block B begin to whoop and holler.

"Just... Just leave him alone, alright?" Avi says as he turns to go back inside his cell.

"What's your f*cking problem, Avi?" Tim says as he steps toward Avi's cell.

"You wouldn't understand, Tim." Avi says as he sits down on his cot.

"Oh, really? Look who you're talking to. I killed my cheating husband and Adam's husband was screwing around with his brother. So you tell me how your problem is so much more different than ours." Tim says.

"I know." Avi says as he looks up at his friends. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just so confused right now."

Tim sighs and hangs his head. He was already pissed because of Hoying and honestly didn't mean to snap at his best friend.

"I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to snap." Tim says as he walks over and sits down beside Avi. Adam sits down on the other side.

"It's just that... seeing him brought back a lot of fun memories. I mean, I knew it was over when I found out about Mitch. Lord knows how long they were seeing each other." Avi says. "Maybe I just didn't get the closure I needed."

"Do you still love him?" Adam asks.

"No. I don't know, maybe I still care." Avi says, shaking his head. 

"But what about Chance?" Adam asks.

"I love Chance so much." Avi says.

"Well, you need to get your priorities straight." Tim says. "I don't mean to sound harsh but Chance IS your top priority. Hoying is history."

Neither of them seen the tall blond leaning on the railing not far from the cell.

"Hmmm, so he still cares, huh." Scott says to himself with an evil smirk on his face. "Maybe that's something I can use in my favor."

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"Where are you going?" Tim asks as he sees Avi leaving his cell.

"To the showers." Avi answers.

"Well, if you don't mind, we'll tag along." Tim smiles as he grabs an unsuspecting Adam by the hand and pulls him beside him.

"Listen, guys. I know that Chance probably asked you to watch out for me. But really, I don't need babysitters." Avi chuckles and shakes his head. "I can take care of myself."

"Oh, I know that. It's just that....." Tim stops as he quickly tries to think of an excuse. "Adam needs a shower really bad."

"Really? You saying I stink?" Adam asks, looking around at his lover with a hurt expression.

Tim gives his fiance a look that says, 'Just play along'.

Adam understands the look and raises his arm and sniffs his underarm.

"Yeah, you're right. I could use a shower." Adam says with a slight giggle.

Avi laughs and shakes his head at his friends as he starts to make his way to the shower with them following closely behind.

"Hey, Tim?" Rob calls as he meets the trio. "You and Adam have a visitor. It's your sister. I think she wants to discuss something about your wedding with you."

"Y'all go ahead. I'll be fine. I'll make it quick." Avi says as he notices his friends' worried glances. "I promise."

Avi stops at the supplies office and gets a clean uniform and the other supplies for his shower. He walks into the shower area, surprised to find it empty.

Stripping off his old prison uniform and discarding it into the dirty clothes hamper, he steps under the shower. He closes his eyes and allows the hot water to relax his tense body. With his ex-husband being moved to Block B has been very stressful for him. 

Avi hums softly to himself as he washes off. He chuckles as he thinks of Tim and Adam trying to be the mother hens. Those two always seems to know how to cheer him up.

"Well, hello there, Beautiful." A voice says behind him.

Avi quickly turns around, coming face to face with his ex-husband.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Avi asks as he reaches and turns off the water.

"Looking for you." Scott says with a smirk.

"Well, I'm not interested in hearing anything that you have to say." Avi says as he walks pass Scott and reaches for his towel.

Suddenly, Scott grabs a hand full of Avi's hair and slams him against the wall. He grabs the shorter man tightly by the throat.

"Oh, I think you'd better be interested, Sweetheart." Scott says with a clenched jaw.

"What do you want, Scott?" Avi asks as he tries to loosen Scott's grip around his neck.

"You think I confessed to that murder just for a change of scenery? I confessed so I could be here with you." Scott growls next to the bearded man's ear.

"You're wasting your time. I'm with someone." Avi says.

"Yeah, I've heard about you f*cking that guard. Which is going to make my plan just way to easy." Scott chuckles.

"I'm not helping you do sh*t." Avi snarls. "Now, turn me a loose."

"Oh? I think you'd better rethink that, Babe. You're going to help me break out of here." Scott smirks.

"Like hell I will." Avi says. His eyes full of hate as he glares at Scott. "I'm not doing a d*mn thing for you. Get your hands off me."

"Oh, I think you will. If you know what's best for you. I'd hate for your loverboy guard, that son-of-a-b*tch Foust and his b*tch to meet with an unfortunate accident." Scott says with an evil grin. "You're going to steal me the keys right from your lover's pockets. And WE are going to walk out of this place like we own it."

"Are you f*cking crazy? I'm not going anywhere with you." Avi says as he squirms under Scott's grip.

"I believe you will. You're going to do exactly what I say just like you've always done." Scott chuckles.

Avi spits in Scott's face and is suddenly slapped hard across the face. He grabs a hand full of Avi's hair and jerks it back hard, hitting Avi's head against the concrete wall behind him.

"I'm not playing around with you, Avi. Don't think I won't shove your lover over the railing to his death or stab Foust and his b*tch while they sleep." Scott growls. "You ARE going to get those keys for me. Understand. And you're going to keep your d*mn mouth shut. Now. You have a nice day, Precious."

Scott releases his grip from Avi and quickly leaves the shower room.

"Oh, my God." Avi whimpers as he slides down the wall into a sitting position and begins to cry. "What am I suppose to do?"

Scott walks down the hall. His chest puffed out, proud of his plan.

Someone peeks out of his hiding place from behind an opened door.

"You're not getting away with this, you son-of-a-b*tch." Hunter whispers as he watches Scott walk away down the hall.

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