WD - You like to help

"I don't need a bribe. I am glad I could help," you say politely.

The Warden definitely approves of you being polite and not being greedy. She smiles.

"Our usual doctor is on vacation. We have a volunteer filling in. She needs an assistant. Will you help her?" she asks.

"I am happy to help," you say, though you don't know much about medicine. Well, you are good with sports injuries.

"I think you will be good for her," the Warden says.

You go to the prison infirmary, where you find an older woman with dark skin, looking grumpy. She wears a white doctor's coat and... an eyepatch. She has gray hair, and a tattoo under the eye that she has left.

"The Warden told me who you are," she says to you with a bit of an accent.

"Where are you from?" you ask.

"Egypt. My name is Ana. You were at the camp where my daughter is now," she says to you. "Don't tell me why you're here. I don't want to know."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Just don't get in the way," she says... she does not seem very happy to be here, but the Warden said she was a volunteer. So she is here by choice...

Cait and Vi burst into the infirmary, carrying a bleeding inmate. It's Ashe, the white-haired American, who is wiggling and shouting angrily.

Cait and Vi dump her on the table and hold her down.

"Gently!" Ana scolds them. "Hold her."

The guards hold Ashe down.

"Goddammit! That bitch!" Ashe rages.

"Ouch," Vi says. "Right in the ass."

That does seem to be where Ashe is bleeding...

Ana yanks down Ashe's prison uniform pants, revealing a wound on the younger woman's buttock. It's bleeding.

"Hand me that," Ana says to you.

You give her the bottle she wants, and disinfects the wound, making Ashe cry out in pain. She quickly cleans it, then slaps a bandage on it, making Ashe cry out. That has to smart... Ana seems to know what she is doing, but no bedside manner at all.

"Can we let her go?" Cait asks.

"No," Ana says. She goes to where Ashe's head is and grabs her chin. "Look at me. Who did this?"

"Oh, go fuck yourself," Ashe says. Ana gets out of the way before Ashe can spit on her, but Ashe still tries.

Ana grabs Ashe's injured ass and squeezes.

"Ow! Cut it out, bitch!" Ash screams, wiggling harder.

"Still don't want to tell me?" Ana asks.

"Er, Ana... we should probably draw the line at ****," Cait says.

Ana rolls her eyes. "Fine." She lets go.

"I mean, we know who did it," Vi says.

"Are you going to do something about it?" Ana asks, obviously pissed.

"I want to live," Vi says.

"So do I," Cait agrees.

"Pussies," Ana says. "Get her out of here. And take these with you." She throws the blood pants at Vi.

Cait and Vi carry Ashe, bottomless and still pissed, out of the infirmary.

"Disinfect the table," Ana tells you, and you spray it and then wipe it off while she washes her hands.

"Are you OK?" you ask her.

"I am sick of them hurting each other," Ana said. "I have only been here two days. This one is the worst."

"Ashe?"

"No, the one who stabbed her. Kat."

"You know it was her?"

"It was her," Ana says. "Something must be done, but everyone is too afraid of her."