|Land of Sinners
Author: Peta Steadman PM
Sam is sent to a prison where the guards are as bad as the prisoners and violence is accepted. SLASHRated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 30 - Words: 57,586 - Reviews: 152 - Favs: 112 - Follows: 136 - Updated: 12-14-10 - Published: 01-27-09 - id: 2627947
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Sam wasn't quite sure how he was going to do it. He supposed Andrew could help him, even if he didn't know that that was what he was doing. Sam figured he could try to stop them from trying to do anything by just being in the way. He didn't know why he wanted to help Gavin especially. There were plenty of others just like him. It was probably because he could relate to him more than anyone else. Gavin was in the exact same position that Sam was in when he had first arrived which he had realized would have been only a couple of months ago. It seemed like a life time ago. So much had happened.
Sam bumped into Gavin when he was making his way to the doctors for his regular checkup. He noticed that Gavin had a black eye.
"Hey, are you alright?" asked Sam. Gavin gave him a week smile shrugged.
"I'll survive. I just got into a fight with Bolton."
"Oh, sorry," said Sam. He felt awkward just standing there.
"Don't be. I'm used to this. I broke his arm and he fucked off. I think he's really mad."
Sam raised his eyebrows. He remembered back when he had faced Bolton when they shared a cell. Bolton was way stronger than him, and while Sam was definitely not that tough, he was no weakling either.
"How did you manage that?" asked Sam. Gavin smiled.
"I used to do Muay Thai," he said. "Never thought it would pay off as much as it has so far."
"Is that like karate or tai chi or something?" asked Sam.
"No, definitely not tai chi. It's kickboxing," said Gavin. 282
"Oh," said Sam. "Well, I better go. Got to get my check up. I'll see you later then."
"Okay, see ya," said Gavin.
Sam was waiting in his cell for the cell doors to close. Andrew was late as usual.
"I hate it here," said Sam.
"Suck it up Sunshine," said Andrew.
"Thanks for the sympathy," said Sam.
"I never give out sympathy. I'm in here longer than you."
"You would get out earlier if you behaved."
Andrew gave Sam a mischevious grin. "Yes but that would be no fun."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Do you ever want to leave?" he asked.
"Every fucking day. But when it comes down to it, I brought it on myself so I don't really have a right to complain. Neither do you."
"The guy I killed deserved it," said Sam.
"And you're always getting up me for having no conscience," said Andrew.
"I haven't said anything for ages," said Sam.
"Right sure," said Andrew. "Do you know what would probably make us both feel better?" I sat down next to Sam and pulled a piece of fluff off of his shirt.
"What?" asked Sam. "Actually, forget it. I know what you were about to say." He pushed himself off the bed and walked to the sink to brush his teeth. "You really do have a one track mind, don't you? I mean, the door hasn't even shut yet, let alone the lights gone off."
Andrew rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean now. And we haven't done it for ages. I'm also fuckin bored. I don't want to go to bed early. It makes me feel like a fucking child."
"Suck it up Sunshine," said Sam. Andrew gave him half a smile. There was something about it that Sam didn't like. He ignored Andrew and put the toothpaste on the brush, and started brushing his teeth.
"Oh, somebody's clever," said Andrew. He began walking towards Sam.
"What are you doing?" asked Sam when Andrew got to close. Andrew brushed Sam's back with his fingers.
"Brushing my teeth. What do you think?"
Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Ok, fine." His voice was muffled by the thick toothpaste. He spat it out and went back to his bed. Andrew finished brushing his teeth and spat the toothpaste out of his mouth. The lights went off. Sam returned to his bed and lay down. He could hear Andrew walk past him and return to his bed.
The next morning Sam woke up to find Gavin waiting for him just outside the cell. Andrew scowled.
"I'll meet you down there," said Sam.
"Ok," said Gavin and left.
"Alright, what are you scowling about now?" asked Sam.
"Nothin," said Andrew. Sam decided to let it go.