AN: Okay so the response to the first chapter was a lot greater than I thought it would be which is awesome! I have tons of AP assignments so I'm not sure how fast I'll be uploading new chapters, but I'll try to get them up at least weekly. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Lost Girl, Orphan Black, or Orange is the New Black, but I sure as hell wish I could hang out with all of the characters...

Chapter Two

"Come with me," Niehaus yanked her from the table and pulled her towards the exit. "Oi, what the fuck?" Sarah protested, pulling away, brushing her sleeve down where Niehaus had grabbed her. "You want to find out what's going on or not?" Sarah shrugged her shoulders, glancing around, looking for something that could stop them from leaving. "Fine," She muttered, biting her lip. And then she followed.

Niehaus walked with an air of confidence, but there was a bounce in her step, like a little kid. She imagined she had used to be like that as well, until all the shit had happened. "So, uh you been her long or?" Sarah asked when they were halfway to the exit. "Just be quiet for now Manning, and keep your head down," Niehaus replied, walking like she had said nothing at all.

"Everything okay ladies?" A tall CO with long, dark hair pulled back into a pony tail stopped them at the door. "Everything's fine, Dennis," Niehaus replied, stepping to the side to walk by. The CO held an arm out, stopping her. "That's Officer Dennis, inmate," She snapped, staring her down. "Right, Officer Dennis," Niehaus replied, rolling her eyes, "Is that all?"

Dennis looked over her shoulder for a second, and then back to the two of them. "For now," "Fine," Niehaus pushed past her, pulling Sarah along behind her.

"Stay here," Her double shoved her into some sort of janitor's closet. "Don't move until I come back,"

"Wait what?" Sarah asked, moving to go after her, but the door was slammed in her face and when she tried to open it, it wouldn't budge. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," She mumbled, exhaling and rubbing her eyes. "One day in and this." She had been expecting things to be crazy in here, they were in juvie, but not like this. At least in juvie no one had locked her in a fucking janitor's closet. She paced around for a couple minutes before giving up and sitting down in the corner to wait. It's not like she could break down a locked door in a prison. The doors were always thicker than any normal person could break or even move.

After what seemed like ages, she heard the quiet sound of a key being pushed into a lock, and glanced at the door knob, noticing it was jiggling a little. Seconds later the door swung open and Niehaus walked in with someone else who looked very much so exactly like her.

"Manning," Niehaus addressed her and Sarah stood up quickly, "Meet Hendrix,"

"This is some sort of joke, right?" She asked, confusion evident in her face, eyeing the new girl in front of her. She had the same face, the same height, the same hair color as her. The only difference was bangs that were cut in the front and the rest pulled back into a pony tail. She stood with her arms crossed and her lips pursed in annoyance. "I'm afraid not," Niehaus replied, shrugging her shoulders.

"So, in the case that someone hasn't drugged me and I'm hallucinating this whole scenario, why don't you explain to me how in the hell this is possible? Are we triplets or what?"

The new girl, Hendrix, laughed at her question, like she couldn't believe that she had asked it. Niehaus scratched the bridge of her nose, sighing. "We should explain, yeah?" "Yeah, that'd be nice," Sarah snapped, folding her arms across her chest. "It's not like I'm not confused or anything, right?"

"No," Hendrix's voice sounded like hers, only higher and shriller. "This is not my responsibility Niehaus! I didn't sign up for this!" Niehaus gave her a weird look, like she was worried. "None of us signed up for this Hendrix! But she's here, and what else are we supposed to do other than tell her? She needs to know so she doesn't fuck everything up!" Sarah looked back and forth between the two of them, feeling more confused than ever. "Oi! Anyone want to key me in here? Kind of feeling like there's something going on here that I should know about, seeing as we're kind of identical and all,"

Both of the girls looked at her at once, Hendrix glaring and Niehaus inquisitive. Hendrix pursed her lips, her glare intensifying. "We're clones! We're someone's experiment and they're-" "Okay, Hendrix I think that's enough," Niehaus cut the other girl off. "What the fuck?" Sarah took a step back, shaking her head. "That's ridiculous, impossible," Niehaus took a step forward. "Okay, I didn't want you to find out exactly like that but let me explain," The clone with the dreads kept talking, motioning with her hands as she talked. "We are someone's experiment, we're just not sure who's. It's like some big corporation, I was close to getting answers but then I got caught, that's why I'm in here,"

"Okay wait wait wait. What you're saying, it doesn't make any sense," Sarah furrowed her brows, chewing on her lip. "No, it makes perfect sense," Niehaus replied factually, "I think they used stem cells to make us, placed us in whoever they wanted through in vitro. We're an experiment, nature versus nurture. It's actually quite brilliant, if it wasn't so illegal. I was studying evolutionary development in college before I got put in here."

Sarah sighed, shaking her head again, "So, assuming that everything you are telling me is true, what you're saying is that we are genetically identical?"

"God you're a little slow aren't you?" Hendrix had stayed quiet while Niehaus explained, but it seemed like she was getting antsy just standing there. "I mean what else do you think the word clone means huh?" Niehaus reached over putting her hand onto her arm. "Calm down yeah?" Hendrix shook her head, "No, I don't want to deal with this. I'm done." With that she stormed from the room, leaving the door ajar behind her. "Uh, okay. We'll finish talking about this later, I have to go after her." A moment later and Sarah was left alone in the closet, even more confused than ever.

She took a deep breath, trying to think through everything that she had been told by that science-y girl. And the other one, Hendrix, she didn't know what she was in for but she seemed high strung, like whatever she had done had to be something caused by some sort of high stress environment. Possibly even related to this clone business, like Niehaus' incarceration was.

When she left the closet, dinner was over and her two look a likes were nowhere to be seen. "Fantastic," she mumbled, glancing around. There weren't any guards around her, just inmates meandering down the hallway, going to wherever they needed to be. Sarah had nowhere to go though, so she wandered around until she found a familiar hallway that led back to where she was told to sleep until she was assigned somewhere else. All she was hoping for was to go to sleep and forget about what had happened earlier in the closet with those two other girls who looked so much like her.

She woke up to someone shaking her bed roughly, "Shouting wake up, sweetie, you need time to shower before breakfast." Sarah blinked open her eyes, squeezing them shut against the harsh light. "Fuck off, yeah? It's way too early to be up right now," She mumbled, groaning and rolling over. "Suit yourself honey, but if you're late to breakfast the CO's won't be all too happy." Sarah sighed deeply, rolling onto her back before blinking open her eyes again and staring at the blank ceiling.

By the time she rolled out of bed and dressed herself, the other inmates in her cell were long gone. They were showering or talking to other inmates or doing something she didn't want to know about. She would shower at night, but for now she needed a bathroom.

Every prison was the same, no matter where you were in the country. Same hallways, same rooms, same kinds of people. When she got to the shower she pushed past a few people to get to a stall. There was only one unoccupied, and it didn't have a door. "You've got to be kidding me," She mumbled, rubbing her temples with her thumb and forefinger and then letting her hand drop to her side. "Hey whitey you gonna use that?" A bigger black woman questioned her and Sarah turned around, crossing her arms. "You want it? Be my guest," She motioned with her hand to the door-less stall.

While she waited for a stall with a door to open, she heard not so quiet moans behind her. "What the hell?" She mumbled, turning her head quickly and catching a glimpse of two girls making out in the shower. A double take confirmed that the two women were those two from the cafeteria last night, Vause and Chapman. Vause caught a glimpse of her looking and winked as the other one, Chapman, kissed at her neck and grabbed at her tits. "Fuck this," Sarah turned back around to an empty stall, door and all, and pushed a tall latino out of the way to get into it.

Locking the stall door, Sarah took a deep breath and steadied herself. "Fucking crazy, this place," She murmured, hoping no one else could hear her.

She had only been in the stall for a minute before someone was banging on the door, telling her to "hurry her little white ass up". She wanted to take her time in spite of her, but she also wanted to get to breakfast so she finished up quickly and pushed past the woman who was waiting.

A half hour later she had seated herself at a table next to that chick with the crazy, curled hair, Nicky. Morello was sitting across from her and she swears that there are some weird vibes coming off of the two of them. Vause was sitting next to Morello, talking to Nicky, and a few minutes later Chapman took the seat across from her. Sarah couldn't even look at the two of them after what she had seen in the showers, but Vause didn't seem to care all that much about it, even winking at her a second time. When she looked back in front of her Niehaus was sitting in front of her. "Hey."

"Fucks sake," She gasped, hand touching over her heart for a second. "Don't fucking sneak up on me, yeah?" Niehaus just shrugged her shoulders, shoving some of the food into her mouth. "Sorry Manning, but I needed a seat and seeing how our current situation is, I figured her was the best place." Sarah rolled her eyes. "Okay, so where's Hendrix then? You two don't sit together or something? And you never fully explained that clone thing either-"

Niehaus stomped on her foot under the table. "Ow what the fuck," Sarah gasped, gritting her teeth. "First rule of clone club, don't talk about clone club," Niehaus whispered, looking around making sure that no one had heard. "Okay, fine Niehaus have it your way. But don't you think that I deserve a little more explanation about all of this?"

Just then the black haired girl from the other day, the one who acted like a child, Kenzi or whatever, sat down next to her. "Hey girl what's good?" She asked, started to shovel food into her mouth. "Why aren't you eating?" Kenzi asked, "I'm always starving in the mornings. Or, really, like all the time."

"The food here is shit," Sarah said, pushing it around on her plate. When she looked up from her plate Vause was staring at her with a smirk on her face and Chapman with a look of horror. "Don't ever say that again, got it?" Chapman snapped at her, and Sarah was taken aback, surprised. "She insulted the food on her first day and Red starved her out for three days. She was traumatized," Vause spoke up, that little smirk that almost never left her face playing across her lips. "So you might want to keep your opinions to yourself." When Vause finished speaking, Chapman kissed her half discreetly on the cheek.

Sarah didn't talk for the rest of the meal, just shoved the food into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it without paying attention. She knew she would get used to it after a day or two, but it didn't make it any better right then. There was conversation going on around her, but she stopped paying attention after a couple minutes. Vause and Chapman were talking quietly with interjections from Nicky every once in a while. For the most part Morello and Nicky talked animatedly, and even that Kenzi chick and Niehaus were having some sort of conversation, though it seemed like Niehaus was humoring her for the most part.

"Newbie. Hey newbie," Niehaus kicked her under the table again, this time lighter than before thankfully. "You've got orientation, don't you? In like five minutes. You can't be late for that," Kenzi looked up, chewing her food still. "I gotta be there as well, don't I?" She asked, chewing and swallowing her last couple bites and standing up. "Come on, let's go," She said, grabbing Sarah's arm and pulling her to her feet.

"Don't forget to bus your tray," Morello pointed towards their tan trays, motioning towards the bussing station. "Right," Sarah mumbled, grabbing hers up, the black haired girl pulling her along. They bussed their trays quickly, and then they were off.

AN: Okay so how did you like it? I hope I didn't disappoint! Any reviews or suggestions are greatly appreciated, and I'll see you next time!