Pam crashes the prison!

[hottestpsychic]

She'd heard a rumor that may or may not have come from an illegal foray into the DOC computers that Sam had been relocated to a minimum security facility. Which was totally a good thing in her books, considering some of the stories she'd heard. It also was a good thing because it meant she could bring him cookies and he might actually be able to

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[likely_evil]

When they had called Sam's name for visitors for the day, he had been shocked, curious, and nervous. He had only been transferred over a few days ago thanks to his lawyer and the DA, and was still trying to find his footing after the hell he had spent almost three weeks in.

But he had to admit, it was nice not having chains on his hands, or wearing something beyond an orange jumper. It made him feel a bit more like a person, which was helping him a bit more mentally then he had thought. And he got internet time too in the library and there were books. Little things he hadn't realized he missed.

When he heard Pam's voice, he hesitated a moment. He wasn't really sure if he wanted her to see him like this. But it was too late now, and he slowly walked over, and was grateful that most of the cuts and bruises on his face were faded.

"I didn't know you were planning on visiting," he said as he sat across from her.

[hottestpsychic]

"Sort of the whole point," she grinned at him, pushing over the paper plate of cookies. "Surprise. Happy un-birthday. Or something."

He did look a little better than she'd expected, than she'd heard described, but he still looked like hell. Shaved head, pale yellow tinge to his skin in some places which could have been bruises or from an imaginative person could have been cheese puff powder but she had a pretty good idea of what it was. He looked like he'd been through the wars. At least he didn't look like he'd managed to find a way to keep scoring in prison. Some people did.

"We got your stuff all moved in and squared away, so that's waiting for you when you get outta here. Just figured I'd stop by, let you know, give you some down time from," one hand sort of gestured up-ish and twirled around. "All this. Much as the visiting room is down time," shrug. "But hey."

[likely_evil]

He licked his lips, then reached for a cookie and held it in his hands a moment before he took a small bite. He wasn't hungry, but he also knew that Pam made good cookies and wanted to at least taste it.

There were opportunities, but he was avoiding them at all costs.

"Thanks, for this, and for taking in my stuff. Once I get out of rehab, we can just move it to whatever halfway house they put me in."

[hottestpsychic]

"Whenever you're ready," she shrugged a little. "Take your time."

And while she was still trying not to bounce, Sam's quietness and something in his slouched posture and beaten-down manner made her more subdued, or made it easier to be more subdued.

"How're you holding up in here? Must be easier than the last place they had you in, I don't hear much by the time it gets to me but it sounded..."