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Wilson/Keller
Three years in prison.
That was what he got for refusing to give House up. For refusing to testify. Tritter had lost his conviction for House and was taking it out on Wilson. Oh the silly things a man did for love, the young man scoffed to himself as he sat on one of the benches in Oz, surrounded by a few other new inmates. Some had been through the system before and seemed outwardly at ease. Others like himself were tense; eyes wild with fear and utter uncertainty. With sheer naivety that would probably get some of them killed.
Though he apparently had a strange saving grace: McManus. The creator of Emerald City had looked over his file and offered the more civil atmosphere which Wilson gobbled up like a starved child. Diane, one of the hacks, approached with three men trailing behind her. One was shorter, stout, with tattoos all over his body.
"Stevenson, this is Hoyt. He'll be your sponsor at Em city." The CO stated firmly, watching as Stevenson and Hoyt merely exchanged nods and headed off. The second was a quiet, serene black man with a strange cap on. Wilson new instantly he was Muslim and glanced down a little. Said passed by him though as he was introduced to another, younger black inmate. They embraced and were gone.
That left the tall, dark and handsome man left for him.
"Chris Keller? Meet Dr. James Wilson. You two play nice." Diane stated, turning away to follow the rest back to Em city.
Wilson stared up at Chris nervously, warm brown eyes meeting cold, dark blue as they sized each other up. They didn't offer hands or greetings, just nods as Wilson stood and followed his sponsor back to the quad.
...
Keller wasn't exactly pleased with his new room mate. He'd been outed from Beecher's pod so little Andy could lay in Toby's warm, loving arms and feel protected. Yes, he was a bit jealous but in the end when the kid destroyed himself he would be vindicated. For the meantime he had a new piece of meat to play with and he was going to make the best of it. Maybe even make Toby a bit jealous.
Holding the door open for Wilson - which seemed to surprise the good doctor - he followed him in and let it close.
"You get the top bunk." Keller stated simply as he watched Wilson toss his stuff onto the top bunk, blatantly checking out the other man's ass. "What are you in for?"
"For pissing off a detective." Wilson answered bitterly and then realized that was probably a stupid move. Shrugging, he moved to jump up onto the top bunk, pulling off his shoes.
"That sucks." And they didn't speak again until after lights out.
...
Three years in prison.
That was what he got for refusing to give House up. For refusing to testify. Tritter had lost his conviction for House and was taking it out on Wilson. Oh the silly things a man did for love, the young man scoffed to himself as he sat on one of the benches in Oz, surrounded by a few other new inmates. Some had been through the system before and seemed outwardly at ease. Others like himself were tense; eyes wild with fear and utter uncertainty. With sheer naivety that would probably get some of them killed.
Though he apparently had a strange saving grace: McManus. The creator of Emerald City had looked over his file and offered the more civil atmosphere which Wilson gobbled up like a starved child. Diane, one of the hacks, approached with three men trailing behind her. One was shorter, stout, with tattoos all over his body.
"Stevenson, this is Hoyt. He'll be your sponsor at Em city." The CO stated firmly, watching as Stevenson and Hoyt merely exchanged nods and headed off. The second was a quiet, serene black man with a strange cap on. Wilson new instantly he was Muslim and glanced down a little. Said passed by him though as he was introduced to another, younger black inmate. They embraced and were gone.
That left the tall, dark and handsome man left for him.
"Chris Keller? Meet Dr. James Wilson. You two play nice." Diane stated, turning away to follow the rest back to Em city.
Wilson stared up at Chris nervously, warm brown eyes meeting cold, dark blue as they sized each other up. They didn't offer hands or greetings, just nods as Wilson stood and followed his sponsor back to the quad.
...
Keller wasn't exactly pleased with his new room mate. He'd been outed from Beecher's pod so little Andy could lay in Toby's warm, loving arms and feel protected. Yes, he was a bit jealous but in the end when the kid destroyed himself he would be vindicated. For the meantime he had a new piece of meat to play with and he was going to make the best of it. Maybe even make Toby a bit jealous.
Holding the door open for Wilson - which seemed to surprise the good doctor - he followed him in and let it close.
"You get the top bunk." Keller stated simply as he watched Wilson toss his stuff onto the top bunk, blatantly checking out the other man's ass. "What are you in for?"
"For pissing off a detective." Wilson answered bitterly and then realized that was probably a stupid move. Shrugging, he moved to jump up onto the top bunk, pulling off his shoes.
"That sucks." And they didn't speak again until after lights out.
...