Oz,Redux

Chapter 7

Chris leaned against the pod door staring at Toby. It was a long time before he spoke, he was furious that Toby had talked, but the drugs in his system made him swallow that rage. It was the hacks fault.

“Toby”

“S…S…Sorry, I couldn’t think straight. I thought you’d be mad if I got you thrown in the hole.” Toby stuttered not able to get his drugged mind around the haze. All he knew was Keller was mad.

“I told you not to talk. I don’t care if they throw me in the hole; you’re not to open your mouth, Again.” Chris growled.

Oh, Shit. He’s mad.

“I won’t, I won’t” Toby cried as he curled into fetal position.

Chris realized that Toby thought he was madder than he was. He immediately moved to calm him down.

“I’m not mad at you.” Chris said as he placed his hand on Toby’s back. “Those Shits, They knew you were drugged. If anything, I’m mad at them.” Chris said softly in Toby’s ear trying to sooth his fear. He knew that the Demerol’s side effects were making Toby scared. He couldn’t fight back, when he was this out of it. He hoped he would be back to his feisty self by morning. He also hoped the drugs knocked Toby completely out so he wouldn’t have nightmares tonight.

“You wanna play chess?”

“No, too sleepy.” Toby muttered.

“Need to stay awake, its two hours till lights out.” Chris said pulling Toby to a sitting position.

“Chris…” Toby protested.

“No, you’re not going to sleep.” Chris said cutting Toby off. “Chris… what happened to Keller?” He said softly letting a smile cross his face; it turned in to a frown when Toby’s eyes slide shut. DAMN, Demerol! Toby was too out of it, he really hated McManus right now. Hopefully the other Co’s didn’t try and take revenge on Beecher for getting Metzger fired.

“Oh Toby, what am I going to do with you? Huh, Baby.” Chris whispered as he slowly stripped Toby’s sweatpants. Then gently laid him on the bed and covered him with the blanket.

“Sleep, baby, you need it.” Keller whispered softly and kissed him on the forehead.

BANG

Keller jumped and spun around to look at the pod door. Beecher yipped and sat straight up.

“What?” Keller yelled at the CO.

“No Fucking” Metzger purred.

“We Weren’t, Beecher passed out from the med’s he’s taking.” Keller said angrily.

Toby shivered.

“Bastard” Toby whispered.

“You can say that again. You alright?” Chris asked.

“Yeah, just startled me.” Toby said as he rubbed his eyes. “Why’d he pound on the glass.”

“I kissed you on the forehead.” Chris said as he stripped completely and climbed up on the top bunk naked.

“Oh” Toby said embarrassed at his thoughts and reactions to Chris’s nudity. He then looked out at the brightly lit quad. “Do you think he knows?”

“Probably not. We’re lucky McManus is letting Schillinger punish Ross or I’d owe him even more.”

That got Toby thinking. What Schillinger wanted Chris to do earlier that would undermine his control? “Chris…”

“Hmmm?”


“What did Schillinger want you to do?” Toby asked

“Let him fuck me in front of you?”

“Eew, I couldn’t sit through Ross blowing him, how could I sit through that?”

“You might have to if this gets out.”

“No, I’d rather it be me then…”

“Beecher!” Chris snapped.

“It’s my fault. Not yours I…”

Keller jumped off the bunk and shook Toby.

“Shut up!” Chris growled. Then said more gently. “I take the responsibility, that’s what I promised when I pragged you.” Chris kneeled down and gently brushed Toby’s hair out of his face.

“I’m not you Pr… “Toby argued.

“Yeah baby you are. Maybe not the same way you were to Schillinger, but you are my prag.” Chris said. Toby shook his head at Chris’s word. “Even O’Reily has backed off. He realized you’re safer this way.”

“I’m not going to be your B…” Keller cut him off by covering his mouth as he sat down next to Toby on his bed.

“I’m not going to harm you, but if I let you go, the Aryan’s will have your ass. I paid for you with my own pride. I bent over and took it up the ass to get you from Schillinger. Maybe you should think about that, Toby. I haven’t submitted to him for over 20 years. Ok, Toby.”

Toby pushed his hand away and turned his head to look at the glass wall. “I didn’t ask you to, you did that all on you’re…” Keller grabbed his chin forcefully and turned him to look at him. Chris did not look happy.

“I can see where Schillinger would have gotten tired of your bullshit, but I’m not Vern. I care about you. No matter what you think. I’m not asking you for anything, except that you obey me. I’m only trying to protect you. I know you’ve seen how the Hoods and Aryans look at you. To them you’re just a piece of meat. NOT TO ME! Now stop arguing with me and go to sleep.” Chris snarled. Then climbed back on his bunk to read his skin mag.

Toby didn’t argue. In a way he was right, he is a target and Keller is the only one , except for O’Reily, that wasn’t trying to fuck him out of his own need. He planned taking his time, at least for now he was safe, and if McManus got rid of Metscure quietly and spread that he was fired for another reason. SSIT! He was screwed; figuratively and literally. Oh God! He just hoped his wife didn’t find out. What was he going to do? He couldn’t deny that he enjoyed being fucked, Schillinger maybe it did just to humiliate him, but that was different, right? It took awhile but Toby finally fell asleep.

When he woke up he could feel strong arms wrapped around him. Schillinger? God No. Not Again. Wait it couldn’t be Schillinger he was moved from his pod. Then who… Keller. Chris. He began to squirm, trying to get out of Chris’s arms, but they only tightened.

“Shhh, baby. You were having a nightmare, Again.” Chris whispered sleepily.

“Let go, please.” Toby whined.

“Toby, I’m not going to be woken up again by your screaming. Go to sleep. I’m not going to do anything but hold you. Chris whispered trying to comfort him.

Toby whimpered but didn’t struggle as Chris pulled him closer. It felt good to be held against a warm body. Schillinger never held him like this. He didn’t care if he had a nightmare and would hit him if he screamed. This felt so much better, God it felt good to be wrapped up tightly in someone else’s arms, to be touched gently after so long. His wife had stopped visiting. DAMN, she had even sent divorce papers. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he softly sobbed hoping Chris wouldn’t notice. She had abandoned him; he hadn’t even heard form her or his family when he was raped. He was alone. ALONE! His body began to shake with the effort it took to keep his sobs inside.

“Baby, what’s wrong?’ Chris whispered in his ear and pulling him even closer.

“…”

“Toby, baby, answer me.”

Toby began to sob openly and harder than before.

“Toby?” Chris said rolling him over to look at his face. “Baby?”

“It’s nothing, go back to sleep, Chris” Toby choked out, his face red and tear streaming down his face.

“Toby?”

”…”

“TOBY”

“My wife divorced me, ok!!” Toby said trying to push away from Chris.

“Easy, baby, just trying to help. Easy.” Chris said as he pushed Toby on his stomach and started to rub his back trying to calm him down.

“It’s ok to cry, when we’re alone. Shhh. Its ok, Toby.”

Toby rolled over to face Chris, his eyes swollen and red. He pushed his face into Chris’s shoulder, letting him wrap his arms around him. Toby softly cried himself to sleep in Chris’s arms and they stayed that way till the lights came on. The hacks left them alone, none of them wanted to deal with a Beecher’s shrieking. What did they care if they slept on the same bed, so long as they kept their hands to themselves.

“Hey, how ya feelin.” Chris asked as he got up.

“Better.” Toby answered smiling softly and stretching his arms until he looked out of the pod to see a grinning Schillinger. Damn Schillinger had seen everything.
“Toby, count, come on.” Chris said as he pulled Toby off the bed and out the door.

“98K514” Metzger smiled at them. “Have fun last night ladies?” he teased as he passed.

Chris followed Toby back into their pod to get dressed. Chris watched
Toby pulls on his socks, pants and shoes. Chris grabbed his shirt and
helped pull it over his head, letting him find the arm holes. Toby
turned to stare at Chris as he got dressed.

”I’m starving, lets go eat.”

“Chris?’

“Yeah.”

“Schillinger knows.”

“What, baby? That you cried or that you spilled your guts to
McManus.”

“Both, he’s grinning.”

Chris smirked. “He’s always grinning and always up to something
that’s why he’s not trustworthy.” Chris smiled then changed the
subject as if knowing that Toby was going to say he wasn’t going to
breakfast. “Let’s go eat.”

Mealtime was the same as always. Beecher followed Mineo to his work detail. He trusted Mineo a lot more than he trusted Metzger. He wasn’t going to get hurt this time. He had a lot to tell Sister Pete. He hadn’t seen her since the rape; he was so glad that she had found him before he had bled out.

Toby knocked on the door before entering her office. “Good Morning, Sister Pete.”

“Good Morning, Tobias. You look like your felling better.”

“I’m Good.” He answered cheerfully.

“That’s wonderful, are you up to working today?”

“Yeah, I feel up to it.”

“Great, you have a weeks worth of work to catch up on.” She smiled, and then frowned.

“Is there something bothering you, Tobias?” she asked her face going serious. It was funny how she always knew when something was wrong.

Toby looked away a little ashamed. She was a Sister after all. “Keller pragged me.”

“WHAT? He didn’t r…”

“No, not like that, Sister,” he said standing up and walking towards her. “He’s really nice and gently. Not at all like Schillinger.” Toby said trying to play it off like it was no big deal.


“Tobias, I’m having McManus mo….”

“NO!!! If he doesn’t keep me, I’m back to being the Aryan’s bitch. He’s keeping me safe. Please don’t have me moved again.” His eyes filled with panic and tears, when he realized she was serious.

“Tobias?” She said worried.

“McManus and Murphy both know what’s going on. Even O’Reily backed off. Look Keller made some sort of deal. The Aryans are leaving me alone. He saved me. I’ll be ok, I promise.” Toby begged, terrified of being moved again, of losing Keller, even if he thought he was an over protective asshole.

“Alright, but I’m talking to McManus about this. Now, get to work, Tobias.” He nodded and sat down. He worked hard till Sister Pete left to talk to McManus thirty minuets ago. He hadn’t been able to focus since. Then the door suddenly opened, McManus and Sister Pete walked in, not even noticing he was still there and not at lunch.

“Pete, I think he’s fine where he is.”

“But…”

“Pete, Keller is not hurting him, actually he’s protecting him. He seems very gentle with Beecher. A bit controlling, but that seems to be working out ok. He hasn’t let Beecher miss a meal.” Tim said trying to calm the worried woman.

“But their sleeping… “She complained.

“I know. Beecher’s nightmares stop when Keller’s holding him. He’s fine, Pete. He’ll be ok. I’ll pull him if anything goes wrong.”

“Tim…” McManus put his hand up when he noticed Beecher sitting at the computer.

“Beecher go to lunch.”

“Sir?” Toby questioned.

“NOW!” McManus ordered.

“Going” Beecher said getting up and leaving the office. Murphy was standing outside the door, surprised Beecher was still there and not at lunch.

“Come on, Beecher. I’ll take you to the cafeteria.” Murphy ordered not giving Beecher any room to argue or a chance to listen at the door. As soon as they reached the cafeteria, Keller appeared out of nowhere. He nodded to Murphy, who walked back the way they had come and Keller walked with him into the cafeteria.

“You’re late.” Chris said.

“I had a lot to do. I lost track of time.” Toby lied.

Chris grabbed his arm and turned Toby to face him. “Don’t lie to me, your no good at it. You were going to skip lunch, but McManus kicked you out.”

“…” Toby didn’t answer knowing he had been caught. Though Chris kept on talking, he didn’t seem mad that he had lied or tried to miss a meal.

“Pete pulled me from work. She seemed steamed. McManus clamed her down. They walked back to her office and had Murphy drop me off here. We didn’t see you, so Murphy went looking for you. I guess McManus found you first.” Chris said with a grin on his face and pushed Toby forward. They started walking again. Toby still couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“I was working when Sister Pete and McManus came in. They didn’t notice me for a while. When McManus saw me he kicked me out. Murphy was outside the door.” Toby said. Even though he didn’t see a reason why he had to explain himself to Chris.

“Good, Hungry?”

“Not for soup.”

“Sorry baby, that’s what you’re getting.”


“I Know.” Toby groaned. They were so busy talking that they didn’t see Schillinger come up from behind.

“What was that thing with McManus about, Bitcher? Schillinger growled in Beecher’s ear. Beecher jumped and went to the other side of Keller.
Keller turned to face his ally and his lover’s tormentor.

“Nothing. No one saying a word. Go away, Vern.” Keller said bored.

“He better not of, or I’ll fuck him and you’ll have to watch, Keller. Got that.” Schillinger said sweetly.

“We have a deal. You’re not to touch him. Even if they did get something out of him. They made sure he was high on Demerol before they took him. They grabbed me because he wouldn’t talk.” Keller growled back, furious Schillinger was trying to break their deal.

“Keller? What was said? KELLER!”

“No finger was pointed at you. They’ll leave Ross alone. I’m not sure about Metscure though. They already knew he took Beecher from Sister Pete’s office. Damn it Vern, he was drugged.”

“Fine, showers, he can stay in the pod.” Schillinger said as he walked off towards his table.

“No, Chris…” Toby argued.

“Shut up, Beecher.” Chris cut him off and shoved him in front of him if the lunch line. Toby looked at the floor. OH GOD, MCMANUS!! What have you made me do?

Chris realized Toby was fretting. “Easy, baby, easy. I’m used to it. It’ll be ok.”

“Chris, it’s my fault. Let me…”

“No, baby, you were drugged. I should have known they’d pull you. Nosy Pricks!” They should keep out of it, but they had to be sneaky about it. Damn McManus. Damn You!

“I’m sorr…”

“No more, Toby, no more.” He hushed Beecher as they approached the front of the line.

“Everything ok, boys?” O’Reily asked.

“Taken care of, not to worry.” Keller said with a smile.

“Great” O’Reily as he grabbed Toby’s soup and Jell-o and handed it to him. Keller grabbed his food and followed Beecher to a table. O’Reily wasn’t to far behind.

Toby poked at his food. He had screwed up and now Chris had to pay the price for his mistake. God, why wouldn’t he let him pay Schillinger back. He was brought back to reality by Keller’s hand on his shoulder and the soft words “eat” in his ear.

“Yeah, Toby, you need to eat.”

Toby glared at O’Reily, when he agreed with Keller. O’Reily knew there was something wrong. Obviously, Schillinger had found out something. He had seen the conversation with Schillinger. Beecher was very upset. He would have to ask him what was going on later; Keller wasn’t going to let him get a word in. O’Reily watched as Toby finished his meal and ran off back to work.


Toby walked fast, he was pissed. It was his fault, why did open his mouth. SHIT. He didn’t want to owe Chris for this. Damn McManus damn you.

He slammed the door and went directly to his chair, he didn’t even relies that McManus was still there talking to Sister Pete.

“That was a quick lunch.” Sister Pete commented.

“Wasn’t very hungry.” He replied as he tried to ignore her.

“Toby is something wrong?” she asked.

“…”

“Toby.” Sister Pete said getting worried.

“What?” Toby snapped.

“What’s going on?” McManus asked coming over to where Beecher was sitting.

“Haven’t you gotten me in enough trouble?” Beecher said not even looking at him.

“Beecher?”

“No, I’m not telling you anything and I stopped taking the Demerol. So leave me alone.”

“Beecher, I need to know…” McManus was cut off by Sister Pete.

“Tim, that’s enough.” She said putting her foot down. “Toby, you can have the rest of the day off.”

“Thanks” he said. Toby got up and was about to leave the office, when McManus broke in.

“I’ll take him back” McManus suggested.

Beecher rolled his eyes at McManus.

“Thanks, Tim.” Sister Pete said as they walked out the door and into the hall.

“I’m not going to get it out of you Am I?”

“No”

“Not even if I put Keller in the hole.”

“Still not getting it out of me.”

“Fine, Are you ok, no ones hurting you?”

“I’m fine, no thanks to you.” Toby growled and tried to get ahead.

“Beecher, is someone going to hurt Keller?” McManus asked.

“No, he just has to pay for me ratting, Leave Me Alone, McManus. Just leave me alone.” McManus stopped and watched Beecher walk into EM City.

Beecher walked into the quad and could see Keller and O’Reily were sitting at table playing cards. He could see Schillinger sitting off to the side of the quad talking to some of the other Aryans. Damn. Twice this had happened and he still didn’t understand why or What Keller wanted from him. He said he wasn’t just some piece of ass, but he still pragged him. Shit, now he had to let Keller screw him. Maybe, just maybe it wouldn’t so much this time.

Beecher headed for the pod to get his towel. He didn’t notice Keller put his cards down and follow. Toby stripped down and had just wrapped his towel around his waist when Keller walked in.

“You’re back early.”

“Yeah, Sister Pete told me to take the rest of the day off.” Beecher replied. “You want to come to the shower with me?” Toby asked looking away from Keller.

“Why you askin’”

“You know why I’m asking.” Toby said his face turning red. Keller looked at him funny till he realized what he was asking.

“Toby, I said when you are ready. Not as payment for screwing up. Not your ass, because I offered mine.”

“I’m ready, Chris, I am, it’s not that.”

“Toby, don’t lie, your no good at it.”
Toby turned even redder.

“Fine” He huffed and headed for the door. Keller stopped him with a hand on his chest.

“If you really want this, wait till tonight. I want to take this slow. I’ll pay off a guard. Go take your shower; I have to wait for Vern.” Keller said softly resting his hand on Toby’s shoulder. “Ok.”

“K” Toby left the pod and headed for the showers. Keller waited for a bit then went to talk to a guard. He would try to make this as easy on Toby as possible. He didn’t want him to be in pain, so if he wanted to take his time he had to buy that time. But Toby would definitely be worth it. He still was so innocent and sweet. He was absolutely beautiful when he blushed. Shit. He should wait, Toby was trying to pay him back, but he would make tonight good for him.

Keller then started walking toward where Schillinger was sitting with his buddies. He needed to get this over with, and he didn’t want to fight with Toby about this issue anymore. At least this time he wouldn’t have an audience.

“Schillinger” he said pulling a chair next to his.

“Keller, what’s on your mind?” Schillinger said with a smile.

“I want to get this over with.”

“Now?” Schillinger chuckled.

“Once Beecher is out, I’ll have O’Reily watch him.”


“My guy’s could watch him.” Schillinger mused.

“I don’t trust your “Guys” to keep their “hands” to themselves. I know O’Reily can.” He snapped back as he glared at Ross.

“There’s your boy, see you in 5.” Schillinger said turning back to his group. Keller nodded and went to tell O’Reily to keep an eye on Beecher. Beecher came out of the pod and walked toward the TV. Where Keller and O’Reily were talking.

“Keep an eye on Beecher, I have business.”

“Fine.”

“Where are you going?” Toby asked Keller as he started to walk away.

“Business, baby, business.”

“Keller?”

“No argument, stay with O’Reily.” Keller said softly and left. Toby sat down next to O’Reily, very grumpily.

“Where’s he going?” O’Reily asked.

“Business”

“You’re not going to tell me, are you?”

“Can’t”

“Told you not to open your mouth, didn’t he.” O’Reily said with a smirk on his face.

“Shut up, O’Reily. I thought you said you have my back, but you just let him have me.”

“You haven’t been objecting.” O’Reily replied to Beecher angry outburst. Beecher glared at him for a moment then turned to face the TV. “You’re safe with him, a lot safer than you would be with me.”

“You made a deal with him?”

“I told him if he hurt you, I’d kill him. The hacks nearly had to throw him in the hole when you were raped. That and he seems to have a good standing with Schillinger, yet he’s no Nazi fuck.”

“Still you let him prag me!”

“You can’t take care of yourself and I can’t baby-sit you all the time. I don’t want to see you dead!” O’Reily growled meeting Beecher's eyes until Toby looked away.

“Do you trust him?” Toby whispered.

“With you, yes.” O’Reily said as Keller came back out of the showers and watched him head toward his pod. He saw Schillinger appear a couple of minuets later. His real interest was the way Beecher would respond. He could only guess what Keller had done to pay off Schillinger. Though even how gross that was he just had to smirk when Beecher got up and headed straight for his pod. You’ve really fallen for this guy, haven’t you Beech. I hope this doesn’t turn out bad for you this time. Keller seems decent enough. I just don’t like how close he is to Schillinger. Then again, maybe that closeness could work to his advantage. Having Schillinger on your side or at least partially on your side could be helpful, but he still hated those Nazi fucks. Keller wasn’t one of them, being that assholes prag must have been a Bitch. Man, he could barely stand Schillinger. Then of course he didn’t mind doing business with the niggers. That and the fact that he did drugs were why Schillinger didn’t like him. Well, he had also given drugs to Beecher and that had really pissed him off. Keller seemed to be smoothing things over. At least Beecher was safe and out of his hair.

******

Keller groaned. Damn that hurt. He hadn’t let anyone do that since Launder and Schillinger had gotten it twice. No wonder Schillinger was so happy to make a deal. DAMN! He is never getting it again.

“Chris, you ok.” Toby asked as Keller turned around quickly. Trying to hide how much Toby had startled him.

“I’m fine, Toby.”

“He hurt you. Chris, I…”

“No, Toby. I’m good. How bout you go watch TV.”

“I came in to read for awhile.” Toby lied.
“No you didn’t, but do ahead.” Chris responded as he went back to getting dressed.

Toby sat on his bunk and pulled out a book, but he couldn’t concentrate. His thoughts were on tonight. Why did he agree to go through this? He kept trying to reassure himself that it was going to hurt, but it always had. He could see how sore Keller was maybe he would be too tiered to go through with it maybe…

“I know your not reading.” Keller whispered in his ear. “Stop worrying, baby, its not going to hurt. At least not that much.” Keller smiled against Toby’s ear and then he was gone. All Toby could do was stare as he left the pod and walked off. How could he know him so well? He had known him three days…

“Toby, stop thinking, Miss Sally’s on. Come on.” Chris called from the door.

“Huh?” Toby looked up at Chris. Shit, don’t blush now. Damn bastard was smirking.

“Come, on.” Chris repeated.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a minuet.” Toby watched Keller sauntered away and took a seat next to O’Reily. Then turn and looked at him as he put on his headset. Their eyes meet and Toby looked away. Getting up he walked out of the pod and sat down next to Keller to watch TV. What was it with these idiots and big boobs? He put on his headset. Keller leaned over and moved one of his earpieces. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“We can wait; it doesn’t have to be tonight.”

“I’ll be fine” Toby said trying hard not to blush.

“K, it’s your choice, stop worrying so much.” Keller leaned back and watched Miss Sally’s boobs bounce. Toby never could see what they got out of this stupid show. Well their was her boobs, but surely cards or chess were more interesting than those. Then of course he was educated. Well he wasn’t the only educated one; most of the Italians probably were educated and so was Said. At least dinner was right after this show was over. He was a little hungry. What the hell. He glared at the offending hand on his leg and looked over at Keller. He could only imagine what was on his mind. Damn. He tried his leg away from Chris’s grasp but he only tightened his grip. Then turned and smiled at Toby and smiled at him. He loosened his grip but didn’t relieve his hand.

“Keller, Hands To Yourself!!” Murphy shouted from across the quad.

Keller moved his hand. Beecher gave Murphy a look of thanks, before turning back to watch the TV. He was relieved that Keller’s hand was gone, but Murphy could have done it quieter, now everyone was staring at them. Schillinger and Ross were laughing their asses off and O’Reily was glaring at Keller. He knew O’Reily wouldn’t say anything as long as Keller didn’t hurt him, Damn it, he was just going to let it go. Then it came down to tonight, he’d just tell him “No”, he said he wouldn’t do anything unless he was ready, but would Keller buy it, he did owe him.

“Dinner” Murphy yelled from the tower. Toby followed Keller and O’Reily to get his nasty soup.

TBC