<strong>Prisoner Kate Bartlett<br/>Cellblock CD08)</strong><br/><br/>How long had she been asleep. She leaned over the bunk a little - the one below was still empty. What the hell was Dodd's doing to her for all this time? Kate shuddered a little at the recollection of the lab and decided that she really didn't want to dwell on the possibilities. As she pulled herself back up, she glanced casually across the empty stark corridor - Ella was still there. She lay back down slowly and stared at the ceiling.<br/><br/>Kate had always been a people watcher. It could be surprising and distracting at times... funny at others. But there was nothing funny in anything that she had seen over the last few hours; whatever sleep she had had certainly hadn't been a rejuvenating sleep and she had awoken into the same nightmare.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes again and saw images from earlier replaying in her mind. She had watched as the female guard had entered Ella's cell, lifting herself onto her elbow, watching, making sure that nothing bad... not that she could have done anything whatsoever to have prevented it. But then that didn't seem to be the purpose of the guard's visit. They had spoken quietly to each other. Kate saw Ella's expression relax just a little. Kate slowly let out a breath that she hadn't even realized she was holding. Then something had interrupted her view... she readjusted her vision...<br/><br/>The meathead had come back. Did he ever speak to anyone without bullying them or harassing them. Maybe that was a prerequisite for the job.  Before Kate had really appreciated properly what she had seen, the corridor was empty. He had been half dragging someone...  She had jumped off the bed, moved to the cell bars and looked up the corridor, but the prisoner had been put into a cell on the same side as her, so she couldn see very little. Had Popov grunted something about it being a man. She definitely heard the groan and the thud as the body hit the wal shortly followed by the slamming shut of the cell door.<br/><br/>Kate glared at Popov as he walked past. "Son-of-a-bitch" she muttered to herself, barely audible. He walked past and disappeared out of her line of sight. She turned and climbed back onto the bed.<br/><br/>What was that crap she had been spouting forth to Ella. Where was her safe place in her mind right now? She closed her eyes fighting against the pricking sensations behind them. But then they opened with a start. The door to her cell was being opened. Amelia was back. Kate slowly eased herself up again.  She stared wide eyed, her mouth open a little. "Shit" she whispered. "You look... Can I do anything..."<br/>Kate watched as Amelia acted as if nothing had happened... her poise... her voice... It was only the reddness around her eyes... "Of course I won't consider it impolite... Do you need..."<br/><br/>Once again Kate was distracted. She looked back over her shoulder, to see the female guard back, opening Ella's cell. Now she found her attention torn between the woman in front of her and the woman across the corridor.<br/><br/>"Where are you talking her?" Kate directed her question at the female guard. "Don't you think you've had enough sick pleasure today? Just.... just leave her be huh? Tell Dodd to fuck with himself for a change!"