Title- Locked Up A/U
Rating- M
Summary- Olivia and Natalia are prisoners in San Cristobel Federal Prison
Warnings - none so far
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the guiding light characters, CBS and tele something does.

All misrakes are mine and there are a few.

Comments are happily received.

San Cristobel Federal Prison

Natalia Rivera rode on the ferry. HEr first time on a ferry didn't excite her in least. She never though prison would be her fisrt go around..

The sun beamed down on her face. The wind blew through her long unwashed brown hair. Natalia took a long look at the mainland, before gazing ahead at her new home for the next 5 year.

Two women sat beside her. One of the women had been looking at her since they boarded the boat. They both looked like they belonged there, she on the other hand never pictured her life in the hands of the Federals Prison System. The things we do for our children.

The two gaurds that accompanied them stood by the rail shot guns at the ready eyeing them wait for one of them to jump. The three prisoners sat quietly, all plotting there life at the the island prison. It would be a big adjustment from the county jail they all left and an even biger adjustmen rom the free life they left behind.

Cell Block F

"New Fish, New Fish." The guard yelled as she walked in the prison unit with the three new inmates. Officer Reva Oneal was never the one to keep anything to herself, she happily announced everyone business whether it hurt or helped them she did it anyway, but she was far from the worst guard.

Olivia Spencer laid on her bunk, one hand cradling her head as the other held a book. New inmates never excited her. The rest of the unit scrambled to their doorway to catch a glimpse of the new fish. The noise grew as the woman were filed in.

"Hey Olivia." Doris Wolfe, the dark red head doing 15 years for political corruption. "You got to see these new fishes!" She disappeared from the door.

Olivia slowly got up from her bed and walked out of the room. She leaned against the rail, looking down at the three new women.

The first one was a blond, with a shaved head and gang tattoos. She's probably been here before.The second woman was a black haired woman, with braids. She threw a mean look at everyone looking out their doors. She's going to be a problem. The last woman was a brunette who looked too frighten to walk. Her hair whipped wildly as she looked from side to side. The other prisoners are going to eat her alive.

People who were scared never lasted long. Olivia learned that from the beginning. Plenty of women came and left, either broken under the pressure of prison life or under the wieght of another body.

The cat calls started as the brunette passed by each cell. She visibly trembled all the way down to her knees as she walked, which was more of a shuffle. The arms didn't even look strong enough to hold the extra set of clothes, the blanket, sheets, or personal items, but she was holding on to them as if they were the key to getting out.

Natalia looked up at the women standing behind the rail. There were a lot of them all of them looking at her with predatory hungry. She should have asked to be on protctive custody. Her stint at the county jail was heaven, no reason to think this would be any better.

Her eyes locked with a pair of green eyes. There was something comforting about focus on them. They stayed locked until the two other women stopped. She ran right into the women in front of her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" The young black girl threw her property down, getting in Natalia's face.

"I'm sor…sorry. I wasn't paying attention." Natalia stuttered. Her face grew hot as all eyes landed on her, even the guards watched and waited.

"Yea, I been waiting for this since the ferry." The young girl snatched Natalia's belongings out of her hands throwing them to the ground.

Natalia tried to reason reading her name tag. "Ms. Hol..Holmes please."

The woman stepped back getting into a fighting stance. "Let's go bitch."

"Alright that enough!" The over weight female guard grabbed the girl by her collar. "Your going to the hole, Cooper we got one already."

The male guard walked out from behind the Officer station. He stared at Natalia hungrily, then he turned to the young black female. "I knew you we're going to be a problem."

"Why ya'll trippin on me. She started it." The girl pointed at Natalia.

"Is that true Mrs.…" Frank too a long look at Natalia's name tag pinned to her chest, "Rivera." Frank Cooper stood talk of them both, he licked his lips aching to touch the smooth carmel skin in from of him.

"No, it was an accident." Natalia shook her head in earnest. The last thing I need is to go to the hole.

"Lets go." Frank dragged the girl out the way they came.

"I'm going to get you for this." The girl shouted as she was dragged out the electrical unit doors.

"Alright the excitement is over everyone go back your room. NOW." The women scattered back to their rooms. "Alright Mrs. Rivera and Mrs. Kennedy, you two will be roommates in cell 120. You two can work out who gets which bunk." The guard pointed to the cell at the end of the long unit.

"If you need anything just holler. My name is Officer O'Neil. Reva O'Neil." She walked away swing the baton on her wrist. "What are you looking at?" She antagonized the inmates as she walked by.

"Yo, I got the bottom bunk. " The young girl pushed pass Natalia throwing her things on the bunk.

Natalia picked up her spilled items, taking them to her cell.

The cell was 9 by 9 with no door. A bunk beds sat against the wall, across from it was a block of metal holding a toilet and a sink. The far wall had a metal desk bolted to the wall. The room was too small for any real walking room. The dingy walls marked with past inmates mocked Natalia. She had worked hard to keep this in her home looking new. Now she was reduced to living with a stranger in a dirty room.

Natalia climbed on to the top bunk, making up her bed. Its going to be a long five years.

"Alright ladies, free time starts in 10. Have your beds made up and I.D. badges on." Deputy O'Neil came over the loud speaker.

Natalia walked around the unit. Her orange jumpsuit stood out from the white ones everyone else had on. They either gave an admiring look or an angry gaze. Her roommate obviously had been her before. She found her friends and was nowhere to be found. I don't want to be anyone's friend anyhow, just do my time. She walked aimlessly around the unit, before being approached.

"Hey, new fish." The woman was too cheery to be in prison scaring Natalia into a moment of silence.

"My name is Natalia Rivera." Natalia snapped back. She hadn't meant to, but being called new fish was irritating. She had endured in the jail while on trail. It was grating her nerves.

"Oh, spice, I like that."

Natalia kept walking hoping the woman would get the message.

"So let me guess you've never been lock up before." Doris ran circles around Natalia, checking her out.

"No. I haven't."

"Me neither… Sooo you want to have sex with me."

Natalia jumped back from the Doris. I've seen this on TV. I have to punch the first person who comes on to me. She balled her fist.

Doris stepped back holding her hands in surrender. "Whoa don't hit me."

"I'm not gay." Which isn't exactly true.

"Me neither. I'm just prison gay." She shrugged her shoulders as if the conerstion was a natural one. "And I was trying a new line. You think that is too forward or not enough. I'm trying to get this woman." Doris swooned, batting her eyes as she thought about her prison crush.

"How long have you been here?" Natalia was ready to run. Something is up with this woman, but she was the only one who was talking and the silence would kill her.

"What's today?" Doris scratched her head calculating. "Three weeks."

"You couldn't wait more that three weeks?"

"I'm here for capital murder. Serving a life sentence. Might as well get started." Doris fought to keep the smile off her face.

"I think I'm going to go." Natalia back peddled away for her.

"Wait let me tell you about the gangs!"

"I don't care about…"

"Trust me you'll want to hear about them." She jumped into her speech guiding Natalia away from her cell. "There is the San Cristobel Queens, the Cell Block F Gangsters, and the Block F Mafia. Don't get them confused they hate it." Doris checked Natalia out again admirring her soft features. "Anyway, let me show you around." Doris pulled Natalia by her arm.

"This is the showers. The Mafia has it from 8 to 10. The Queens have it from 10 to 12 and the Gangsters have it from 12 to 2."

"Who has it after that?" The whole place was beginning to be overwhelming. Doris talked too fast for Natalia to catch everything. If her ride over wasn't a wake up call, Doris tour of the unit was.

"Everyone, but you don't want to be in there when you're not supposed to. The laundry room is through those doors." Doris pointed through the showers at an open door. "Always stay with your things." She pulled Natalia out of the shower and out a metal door. "This is the activity area."

The space was about half the size of a football field. There was one basketball court and a few weights. Under the over hang, rows of picnic tables sat.

"Queens, Gangsters and Mafia gang." Doris pointed at their respective tables.

"Try not to get caught up in the gang thing. It gets messy. Those tables over there anyone can still, but you still have to ask who ever is over there…That's where I sit."

"Is everything like that?" I'm going to forget and get beat up. I'm too old to be in a gang.

"Mostly. Come over here. This is where I like to sit." Doris dragged Natalia over to the bench at the edge of the roof. As they got closer, Natalia saw the green-eyed woman she saw earlier. "And this is my friend Olivia Spencer." They stopped in front of Olivia.

"Hi. I'm Natalia." Natalia reached her hand out only to be dismissed. Olivia rose from the bench walking away from the two.

"Don't mind her, she's just grumpy in the mornings and evenings."

Natalia watched as Olivia walked away.

"Breakfast is at 5, lunch is at 11 and dinner is at 4. Today we are having spaghetti for lunch. Word to the wise don't eat it. Your bed has to be made up every time you leave the room."

"Hey D.W." A blond headed woman sat on the bench in front of them.

"Blake, please stop begging it's really unbecoming of you." Doris said loudly for everyone to hear. A few women laughed, most of them rolled their eyes.

Natalia ducked her head hating to be the center of attention.

"In your dreams." Blake tossed her hair in a dismissive manner. "Hi my name is Blake." She reached out her hand to Natalia.

"I'm Natalia." Natalia took the hand, limply. She study Blake, the way her hair looked perfect,she had to be over 30 but still held a look of youth which was hard in the present setting.

"Don't mind her." Blake pointed a Doris. "She just been here for six months and thinks she knows everything."

She said three weeks. Natalia eyed Doris, taking another step away from the woman.

"I bet she told you she was here for murder too." Blake smiled when the knowing look registered on Natalia face.

I can't believe anything she has said. This woman is probably a pathological lair.Natalia took another step.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?" A group of women walked to the table. The leader was a short Latina. Mafia was tattooed on her neck.

Natalia tried hard to remember what Doris had said about them.

"Nothing much." Doris answered not looking at them, she studied the empty basketball court.

"What are you doing over here with them?" The young Latina looked at Natalia waiting for an answer.

"I didn't know I couldn't be over here." I should have watched more prison movies before coming. I should have studied more or asked for protective custody.

"Now you know. Come over here with us." The leader looked Natalia up and down. The way she licked her lips scared the new inmate. "These barbies ain't got nothing for you."

"I think I'm going to go back to my room." Natalia started to walk away.

"I said come over here, with us." The woman grabbed a hand full of Natalia's jump suit stopping her escape.

"Why don't you…" Doris started.

"Stay out of it Dark Wing." The leader cut the ex-politician off.

"It's D.W. How hard is that? Not from the cartoon."

The young woman dismissed Doris smiling at Natalia.

Natalia was frozen with fear, too scared to fight.

They all stood battling wills until Olivia came back and sat beside Blake. The young woman released Natalia, who quickly step back to the table.

"Sorry, I-I didn't know." The young Latina apologized before leaving with her group.

Olivia's eyes were set hard on the group as they walked away.

The four sat in uncomfortable silence.

"Thank you." Natalia directed her words at Olivia, who turned around and opened her book.

"Like I said grumpy." Doris spoke up. "So what are you here for?"

"Uhm, manslaughter." Natalia's eyes moved from Olivia to the other two women.

"Let me guess you didn't do it." Blake rolled her eye. If you ask them, everyone here was innocent. She had never claimed to be innocent even to the detectives.

"No I did. I did it." Natalia had told the judge the same thing.

"Well I'm here for robbing a bank." Doris bounced on her toes winking at Blake.

"You just said you were here for murder." Natalia couldn't believe she had the nerve lie in her face.

"Oh yea, I'm here for the first one." The red head tried to remember saying that. She bit at her fingernails.

Olivia chuckled and shook her head.

"I'm here for forgery, plus some." Blake eyed her painted nails.

"What she means is gold digging."

Blake slapped Doris's arm. "Shut up. No one asked you." Blake pouted.

The red head gave Natalia a thumbs up, like she was part of some plan. "Hey Blake you want to have sex?"

"God no, not today or tomorrow or when I get out." Blake let out a exaggerated huff.

Olivia laughed at them both. Natalia couldn't help but smile it was turning out to be far more entertaining than she thought.

"This time you didn't say never, I think I'm wearing you down. Wolfe isn't my last name for no reason." Doris touched Blakes' knee before having her hand pushed off by the woman.

When the horn sounded the women in the yard filed into the building.

"That sound means we have to go back inside. You have two minutes to lock-down. If you don't they'll spray you with mace and you go to the hole. The bell means you have one minute to be up for headcount, which is twice a day." Doris pulled Natalia back inside.

"I didn't get to shower." Natalia hadn't showered or ate in almost two days. The stay at the holding facility was less than ideal or constitutional.

"Don't worry we'll be back out after an hour or so. Hey look for me when you get out."

Doris and Olivia made their way up the stairs to their room.

"Hey we're neighbors. I'm in 119. If you need anything don't hesitate to say something." Blake walked beside Natalia dropping her off at her cell.

Natalia made it back to her room. Her roommate sat on the bottom bunk reading a magazine. For the first time she noticed the word 'Queen' tattooed on her neck. Just great everyone is part of a gang.

Natalia stood by the rails of the bed, trying to feign interest in the activity outside of the cell. She looked out the door, across the unit on the second level Olivia and Doris stood in the doorway of their cell. Doris waved at her. She waved back, Olivia just stepped out of sight.

After a few tense moments of her roommate staring at her back, Natalia climbed onto her bed. Laying down staring at the ceiling, Natalia thought of her son. The things I do for you, Rafe.

"So what do you give her?" Doris stood at the door of their cell.

"What are you talking about?" Olivia flipped the page of her book. She had been stuck on the same page since the new arrivals.

"Rivera! I want to say a nine but I need to see her naked first. So I'm going to say a high eight." Doris turned around looking at Olivia for an answer.

"Whatever." Olivia flipped over onto her stomach laying the book on the bed.

"Come on I know you think she's pretty."

"I'm here to do my time." She gave up on reading the book. Olivia closed it, laying it on the floor.

"Me too. But hypothetically." It wasn't in Doris's blood to give up before getting an answer. Even as a child she wore teachers and her parents down with questions.

"Hypothetically...at least a nine. Did you see those dimples?" Olivia almost smiled,but quickly took control of her emotions again.

"You want your spaghetti?" The ex-politician climbed on the top bunk.

"Nope you can have it." Olivia rarely ate what was on the menu, her family sent enough money so she ate commissary.

"Good cause I already traded it."

"Activity time ladies!" The loud speaker sounded in all the rooms.

"You coming outside?" Doris jumped off the top bunk.

"Nah, I'm going to take a shower in a few." Olivia gathered her toiletries.

"Your so boring." Doris shook her head at Olivia.

"Its prison not high school."

"Still." Doris shrugged her shoulders walking out the doorway.

"Hey, Rivera." The red head ran up to Natalia. "Where you going?"

"I was thinking the mall but then I decided its too far." The sarcasm dripped from every word, the amusement of earlier fading to anger of her confinement.

"Whoa, someone just came out of their shell."

"Look I'm sorry. It's just been a difficult day." Natalia gave Doris an apologetic smile.

"I get it. If you ever want a friend, you know who to call." The over cheery woman walked away.

Natalia turned off the shower, drying herself with the towel. God I feel so much better, cleaner. It felt good to finally wash the holding facilities grime away. She blindly reached for her clothing on the metal hook only to find them missing.

"Looking for these?" The young Latina from earlier stood holding Natalia things.

"I don't want any trouble." Natalia trembled trying to hold a tough bravado.

"Well you should have though about that before you got in the showers during our time. Now if you would stop playing hard to get." The young girl smiled.

"I'm not, I just want to do my time." Natalia stepped backwards bumping into the cold tile of the shower wall.

"My cell mate just moved out. I'll talk to the guard to get you moved in. We can have fun then." The four of them cornered Natalia.

She crossed her arms trying to cover herself. The young woman leaned forward planting one hand beside Natalia's head.

"From now on you are ours. You'll clean our clothes, make our bed and buy us stuff. And spread those pretty little legs when told."

Natalia was stiffened with fear. The thought of being taken by a group of teenagers constricted her heart to the size of a pea. She struggle to breathe before she passed out.

"And this towel is going to have to go." The woman pulled at it. Natalia pulled back. The tug of war went on until someone cleared their throat at the door.

They all looked at the door, find an unhappy Olivia standing.

The four younger women dropped Natalia's clothing on the wet floor. They walked away from the older woman without another word.

Natalia watch in relief as they left.

Olivia stopped the young girl with a hand on her shoulder. She whispered something in her ear. Natalia strained her ear to hear, but nothing was picked up.

The leader looked back nodding her head, then she left.

Olivia sat her things on the bench and started to undress. Natalia stood in shock. That's the second time she saved me in one day. "Thank you, Miss Spencer."

Olivia silently walked past Natalia to the shower at the far end. She definitely a ten, Olivia thought as Natalia dressed.

Natalia quickly dressed in the wet clothes and returned to her room. This the safest place to be right now. She stayed in her room till lunch.

The red head was right, spaghetti was on the menu. Natalia could barely see the sauce, it was so watered down. Natalia took her tray filing outside with the other inmates. She spotted Doris sitting at the table. She walked over to the lonely woman.

"You mind if I sit."

"Nope, it's a free prison." Doris said.

Natalia took a seat across from the red head. "Where's yours?"

"I don't eat this stuff, it will kill you. I gave mine her." She pointed at another woman who had two trays in front of her. "Later on, she's going to give me some cigarettes."

"You smoke?"

"No but I been meaning to start."

Nothing on the plate look appetizing to Natalia, but she hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday even thin she only picked at the food. She picked up the plastic fork, swirling the spaghetti in the sauce trying to make it stick. The took fork full cruching on the stings. I should try to get a job in the kitchen at least the food will be edible.

"I'll be back in a sec." Doris walked away from the table.

"Mr. Rivera."

Natalia turned at her name. The other guard from earlier stood behind her. "Yes, sir."

Frank raised one foot stepping on the bench beside the brunette. He leaned forward whispering in her ear. "Why don't you and me go some where private? I'll let you know all the rules. Break you in... properly..."

She froze at his suggestion. "I don't think that is very appropriate. Sir."

"What, you think your too good. Your in here, so don't act innocent with me." Officer Cooper moved closer to her ear.

She could feel his hot breathe down her neck. "I'm not a prostitute." Natalia head hung in embarrassment. She stared at the food.

"Fine, we'll see how long you last with that attitude." He removed his foot, from the bench. "I hope you weren't hungry." Frank knocked the tray onto the ground. The food spilled at his feet. The other women laughed. Natalia's stomach growled in dismay. "Clean this mess up." He walked away from the bench. "5 minutes ladies, lets go!"

The horn sounded. Natalia walked back to her room. Her roommate came in a few seconds later. Natalia laid on her bed staring at the ceiling. First day and I already have too many enemies.

She stayed in her room until dinner was called. Natalia impatiently stood in line waiting for her tray as the deputies passed them out.

"Next."

She stepped up. "Rivera, 072587."

"Ah, Rivera." Frank picked up her tray. He gathered his spit before letting it drop onto her plate. Frank swirled the food around with his finger before handing it to her. "Have a nice dinner."

The women laughed at her misfortune.

Natalia walked away. The tears stung at her eyes as her stomach caved even more. Natalia put the plate on the cart for the dirty trays. She stood looking at the tray contemplating whether it was worth it. You can do this, don't humilate yourself.

Olivia looked down on the scene from the second floor. The brunette walked outside. She could see the tears leaking. Frank was an asshole who should have lost his job a long time ago. He thought his badge gave his the right to sleep with any woman in the units. She had told him to his face her disdain of him.

Natalia stood just outside the door, watching the women laugh and eat. Natalia couldn't stand it anymore, she was two second from stealing someone's food. The new inmate walked back to her room, to try to sleep through the hunger.

The bell rang rousing Natalia. She turned over slipping back into an exhausted sleep.

"Psst. Psst. Natalia." Natalia sat up rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "Get up, shift change." Blake peaked around the corner of the doors. "Come on your late already."

"Hey step back." Edmund Winslow yelled.

"Sorry. Mahler, 172107"

"Kennedy, 072586"

Natalia jumped out of the bed looking for her badge.

"Hey Lewis. We got one that wants to be late for role call." He yelled at Deputy Lewis who was on the top level.

"No sir. I'm sorry. I was sleeping and I forgot what the bell meant." Natalia stood by her room.

"Well maybe a few days in the hole will help your memory." His eyes were as evil as Officer Cooper but there was no trace of humanity ever being there.

"No, it won't happen again." Natalia kept her eyes on the floor.

The officer traced Natalia's jaw with his finger. She kepy her head down leaning away from the touch. "I know. Cooper on your way out take this one to the hole." He walked away to the other side.

Joshua Lewis continued his count on the top level.

"Wolfe, 792296."

"Spencer, 111569. Lewis why don't you take it easy on the new girl." Olivia held his elbow stopping his progress.

"Spencer, you know Winslow. This job is just a power trip." He moved to the next cell.

Frank walked over to Natalia, with handcuffs. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way."

Natalia sighed and followed Frank out of the unit, her roommate snickered as they left.