I know its been a while. Going to try and post more frequently. As always, a special shout-out to LynGuerra for all the support. I own nothing and have no money, so please don't sue me, blah, blah, blah.

Lily woke up in the back of the van with her sight still blurry and her ears were ringing. As she tried to adjust her vision and hearing to her new surroundings, she thought back at the last thing she could remember. Which was telling Mick to go fuck himself before being electrocuted.

"Not electrocuted...tasered...that fucker had someone of standby to fucking taser me!" Lily thought to herself angrily "Maybe he thought he could sell me out, unless the backstabbing prick had some other plans for me."

Slowly, Lily's vison came back into focus and she began taking note of where she was. It was definitely that back on Mick's van. She decided to avoid moving her head or any other part of her body, just in case Mick or his accomplice were to glance back at her. They had dumped her into the van face down on her stomach with the head facing the rear swing-out doors. As the ringing subsided in her ears, she could now make out the sounds Mick's voice along with another male she didn't recognize. Deciding to chance it, she lifted her head up to glance over her shoulder at her captors. Mick was no longer in the driver seat, instead there was well built Caucasian male with curly red hair and a beard to match. Mick sat in the passenger seat with a big shit-eating grin of his face.

"We've going to have a nice payday once we turn this bitchy little daddy's girl over those fellas." Mick remarked smugly "Although it would have been better if we tied her up Paulie. What if she wakes up?"

"Bitch, bitch, bitch. That all you fucking do Mick." Paulie growled "I'm the one who tasered this cunt and we're driving her to the meet-up spot in my van. If you wanted to her to be tied up, than you should have brought something to tie this cunt up with."

"I'll have you know that I brought the most important thing of all!" Mick sneered

"And what would that fucking be?" Paulie retorted "You're bad skin complexion or your horrible body odor?"

"Fuck you Paulie. At the end of the day, I brought the ability to lure her into the open." He remarked smugly "Without me, your taser and van aren't worth shit. Also, I'm the person with the connect who wants this bitch more than a high school nerd wants the screw the head cheerleader."

"Whatever you say mister 'brilliant mastermind', we both know you're full of shit. Just make sure we receive the huge payday that was promised for bringing this girl in." Paulie scowled "How did you even know these guys?"

"These mafia-looking goons came around the records office asking about her." Mick explained excited "They left their business cards with some of the clerks. When I heard them asking about her by name, I swiped one of the cards they left behind and setup a meeting with them,"

"I why do they want this broad anyway?" Paulie asked "She some informant that ..sent somebody to jail or something?"

"Like that dumb cunt knows anything." Mick laughed "Her father was some big shot lawyer who kept a lot of people in their organization out of jail. According to what the guy on the phone let slip, it seems that after they were through using his services, he supposedly gave some anonymous info to the cops that put the former boss and about half the organization in jail. Some dirty cop on their payroll gave them this info a while back, so they've been searching for this girl ever since."

Paulie raised an eyebrow "That explains why they would want her father. Why go after the girl? They planning of luring him out into the open."

Mick continued to laugh which only furthered the anger of the woman listening in "Turns out her old man is already dead! Fucker held it in accident of some shit a few years back. Since they can't inflict their revenge on a dead man, she the next best thing."

"That some cold shit right there." Paulie remarked, letting out a low whistle "Fuck it. Her untimely demise is our gain. So just how's the exchange going down?"

"Simple. We're meeting them in the camp ground outside of town." Mick explained "Once they confirm that we brought the right bitch to them, we walk away with cool million dollars apiece."

"Sweet!" Paulie exclaimed excitedly "Still can't believe that anyone would pay two million to have revenge via a proxy."

"Some people are just stupid like that." Mick replied promptly "By the way, did you check her for weapons? We're going to end up sharing her fate if suddenly wakes up and pulls a gun on somebody at the meeting spot."

"Nothing to worry about. I took care of that as well Mr. Mastermind." Paulie assured him "The only thing sleeping beauty back there was carrying was a Vice-9 and a Shepard."

"Only to guns?" Mick asked "Did you check thoroughly?"

"Yes, motherfucker she only had 'two guns'. We didn't exactly stop and give her a cavity search now did we?" Paulie retorted, with clear annoyance in his voice "We didn't exactly capture fucking Nyte Blade back there. How many weapons were you expecting her to be carrying?"

"Ok. Forget I said anything." Mick grumbled "Just keep driving to the meeting location so that we can collect our payday."

Lily listen to this conversation while trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness of the van. As her vision back into focus, she took a brief chance to lift her head and glance around the van. It was completely empty in the back, which meant her Mick and his accomplice either emptied it out or stole from somewhere. They had placed her into the back of the van with head facing double doors. She thought about dashing for the door and then diving out, but instantly ruled that out. The van was moving fast enough where if Lily attempted such a move, she might ragdoll herself to death. And even if she managed to survive, if there was any oncoming traffic behind the Anchor, there was a high chance of being run over. The worst part was the rest of her body still felt somewhat numb from being tasered, so there was a good chance her legs might not even support her.

Come on, you silly girl! Think quickly! She told herself If you let the bumbling idiot take you to the meeting, you're as good as dead. And if you're allowing them to outsmart you then whatever fate awaits is more than deserved.

Suddenly, Lily remembered what Mick's accomplice said about checking her for weapons. Paulie mentioned that he found her Vice-9 and her Shepard revolver…..but never said anything about finding her switchblade. Taking another quick glance to ensure their attention was focused on the road before checking her waistband for her knife. The female banger almost let out a sigh of relief when felt the handle of her blade. Carefully, Lily quietly opened the blade and used her free arm to cover the hand holding the blade. Making sure her body was in its original position should.

"I know that motherfucker Paulie has my guns, not mention he's still got the taser. I also don't know if he's got some other weapons on him as well." Lily thought to herself "Mick on the other hand wants to believe that somehow he's the 'brains' of this operation, so he probably it's not armed. I doubt someone who couldn't be bothered to bring some rope would think to have a firearm in case something went sideways with their plan. I just need to wait for the right moment to strike. If I try moving now, they'll spot me from the rearview mirror."

"Hey! Is that spoiled little daddy's girl awake yet?" Paulie suddenly asked "I don't need her waking up and starting shit in here. Especially since someone decided that we didn't need any rope."

On instinct, Lily made her body as still as possible. She heard shifting in one of the seats, which she assumed was from Mick turning around to check.

"She's still out like a light you fucking little crybaby." Mick confirmed dryly as he shifted in his seat "For all that whining about the rope, she's still back there sleeping. Just goes to show that for all that bravado and fucking chest-pounding, she's just a spoiled and fragile little cunt that can't protect herself from anyone without her 'Daddy" and his money around to keep her safe."

"Still doesn't change the fact you had one job: show up with fucking rope. Also doesn't change the fact that fragile bitches can still cut your balls off if you get fucking careless. And I for one would like to keep my balls exactly where they currently are." Paulie retorted as he checked the GPS "Are we taking the freeway or the tunnel to get the meetup location?"

"Take the tunnel." Mick replied "It'll take a little longer, but we'll avoid all the bumper-to-bumper traffic on the freeway at this time of day."

"I hate that fucking tunnel." Paulie whined "The tunnel's overhead lights are out and there's always accidents in there."

"Don't be a bitch and just turn of the headlights. We can't run this risk of getting stuck in traffic and having her wake up." Mick pointed out "Sooner we arrive, the sooner we'll get paid. Then she becomes someone else's problem."

"If only someone had brought a fiber-like material of some kind that we could've used to restrain her, that wouldn't be an issue, now would it?" Paulie remarked sarcastically

Mick groaned "Just focus on the road. Once we hand over this golden goose, we'll be fucking rich. Then you can buy all the damn rope your fucking heart desires. Ok?" h

"This is it! I won't get better chance than this." Lily thought to herself "The moment we hit a stretch of the tunnel with no lights, I'm going to slice up these motherfuckers like pigs."

As they drove into the tunnel, the natural sunlight was replaced with total darkness seemed to envelope the outside of the Anchor. Slowly, she retrieved her switchblade and carefully exposed the sharpened blade without altering her captors. With her blade in hand, Lily slowly crept up behind the drivers seat.

"What do you think I should buy first with the reward money?" Paulie asked

Before Mick could answer, Lily quickly used her left hand to grab at Pauile's hair, jerking his head upward while in the same motion used the right hand to bury her switchblade into Paulie's throat. Mick was frozen in his seat for a moment from the shear shock of what was transpiring next to him. Paulie was trying to scream, but only blood seemed to escape from his mouth as the van swerved while he tried to pry his assistant off of him. Taking advantage of Mick's inactivity, Lily tried to kick her other kidnapper in the head. The blow to the side of his face seems to snap him out of his haze as her tried to pull Lily off Pualie who was now caked in blood from the head down. Suddenly, the van cleared the end off the tunnel and veered to far right of the road and broke through the guardrail down into a ravine. Out of the corner of her eye, Lily noticed that their Anchor on a collision course with a concrete guardrail. She finally managed to deliver a kick so hard that it smashed Mick's head into the passenger side window. Releasing her grip on Paulie, she wasted no time in dashing to the behind Paulie seat and gripping as tightly as she could in order to absorb the impact. The crash couldn't have lasted more than a few seconds, but it felt like hours to Lily. The impact drove all the breath out of her lungs as she was burrowed into the seat before being thrown backward by the force of the collision banging into the back of van, which almost knocked her out again.

Slowly, Lily got to her feet as started looking around the van. Looking down at herself she was covered in Paulie's blood in addition to the grime and dirt from the floor of the van. There was broken glass scattered on the floor of the Anchor. She glanced over to the front van to see steam coming from the engine block. Suprisingly, neither Paulie nor Mick were in their seats.

"How the fuck did they manage to escape?" Lily thought worriedly "There's no way they could gotten far. Hell….Paulie should have bleed out already."

Lily removed a handkerchief from pocket and proceed to wipe down the steering wheel and front dashboard. While she still had no arrest record, she didn't want her prints being left at a scene like this. As the bruised and battered Saint used the handkerchief to grip the door handle, she exited the rear of the Anchor, glancing up briefly at the storm clouds in the sky before walking around to the front of the Anchor and instantly found where Paulie and Mick had gotten to. They hadn't escaped the crash unharmed as she initially thought in her adrenaline-induced panic. It seems that neither man had been wearing their seatbelts and both men were sent careening through the front windshield upon impact. One body was about 30 yards away with a long red streak. She assumed that was Paulie, with the other blob-like person sprawled out about another 10 yards further down the ravine.

As Lily approached Paulie, she noticed that he was laying facedown on the gravel. When she flipped him over, his mouth was still open in a partial attempted scream with his eyes rolling into the back of his head. There was no doubt that he was dead.

"Dumbfucked probably kicked the bucket before the crash." Lily remarked to herself as she retrieved her weapons "That's one down and one more to go."

Cautiously, she walked over to where Mick had landed. As she got closer, she was surprised to realize that he was still alive and whimpering in pain. He was laying on his back with shards of glass embedded in his body. Most notably in his legs, which were so soaked in blood that jeans looked more red than blue.

"Please. I'm sorry. It was all Paulie's idea, he made me do it" Mick whimpered reaching up with his hand "Please…you have to take me to a hospital."

Lily in response pressed her foot down on the out-stretched hand and started grind both the glass from her shoes and the shards already in his hands much further into his flesh.

"Hey Mick! Looks like you and Paulie won't be getting that huge payday for handing me over. Not too bad for 'a spoiled and fragile little cunt'. Too bad I excel at cutting balls off." Lily taunted as she towered over him "I was out that long. I heard everything you said to Paulie. I know all this came about due you being a greedy fuck. So if you want your pain to end, I strongly recommend that you start talking. Who were you handing me over to?"

"I don't know." He replied

Lily stomped on his hand once more "Since you were counting on one hell of a payday, you better give me another answer if you don't want to learn how to jack off with you non-dominant hand."

" .Shit…." Mick relented "He said his name was Nikolai. Didn't give a last name. Said he was looking for you on behalf his Boss. Someone named Pravo."

Lily's eyes widened "Pravo? As in Yuri Pravo?"

"Yes" Mick sniveled

"Why the fuck is the Russian mob looking for me?" She wondered. Lily directed her attention back to Mick "I'm only going to ask you this once Mick: Why the fuck are they looking for me?"

"No idea. They didn't say why and I wasn't about ask."

"Sure you weren't. Because you had more important things to think about. Like what you were going to do were going to spend all your blood money on. Right?" Lily growled

"It was just business. Nothing personal." Micky cried "Are you going to help."

"Sure thing" Lily replied venomously

Without any hesitation, she slashed Mick's throat open with his blood spraying her and adding to the building collection of filth she was covered in. She quickly wiped the blood from hands onto her pants. Realizing for the first time how dirty she was. Not wanting to be here when the cops showed up, Lily quickly checked Mick's corpse for any clues as to where they were taking her. Other than a five dollars and bunch of coupons from Freckle Bitches, his wallet didn't contain any clues. She tried checking his phone, but was unable to locate it. Suddenly, the rain clouds gave way and started pelting her with what felt like buckets of water. She reached into her pockets for her own phone, only to realize it too had been damaged upon crashing into the ravine.

Thinking quickly, she wiped her prints from the retrieved Vice-9 and Shepard revolver and tossed them into the now burning vehicle. Her switchblade she held onto, due to sentimentality and knowing that she shouldn't be completed unarmed. Taking another glance at the state of her clothes, so decided to strip down to her bra and panties. She didn't like the idea of looking like an exhibitionist or a prostitute, but was better than the alternative of looking like someone who was fleeing a murder scene. After putting distance between her and the ravine, she began looking for a payphone. After about five minutes moving through an abandoned section of Prawn Court, she finally managed to find a working a booth with a working phone. That's when she came to realization of not knowing who she should call. Her first thought was to call the Boss, but seeing as how she was in a similar state to how the Boss and Gat originally saved her…..she was more than a little embarrassed to have her seen in such a state again. Carlos would probably blab if she called him and Pierce would probably spend a weekly planning the best way to pick her up. Becky, Ghost, Cassie and McCormmick were working on meeting with some contact and probably couldn't be reached. She didn't want any of the new Saints seeing her in her underwear and the original Saints still needed to stay out of sight from the cops. Lily knew someone like Rodney would come to her aid without hesitation, but she knew that she couldn't put him at risk anymore than any of the other wanted Saints that escaped from Stilwater. The disheveled Saint groaned inwardly as she realized who she would have to call for help.

Johnny Gat snuggled up on the couch with Aisha sitting in his lap. They were some foreign romance movie with subtitles. For the first time in years, he felt like everything was coming together again. He escaped death row, Mei was out of jail, Becky was out of jail, the original Saints were out of jail, and they were slowly starting to take back Stilwater. But the most important thing was that he was back with Aisha. Despite how much these films bored him, he was just happy to have the quality time with her. The worst thing about being on death row wasn't the impending doom of the electric chair or the threats from prisoners and guards alike who wanted to kill him….it was not being able to be with Aisha. Just being able to hold Aisha in his arms absolutely helped ease his mind. So when the sudden and unexpected ringing of us phone on the coffee table started, it was safe to say it annoyed him greatly. Especially since Mei and the other lieutenants knew he was having private time with his woman.

"It's Ok Johnny." Aisha said as she reached over and picked up his phone for him "If they're trying to reach call you, then it must be something important."

"For whoever's calling me right now, it had better be…for their sakes." Gat grumbled as took his phone from Aisha and answered it "Hello?"

"Gat. It's Lily. I know I shouldn't be called you right now, but I'm in a really fucked up spot right and I need your help."

"What's going on?" Gat was sure that if Lily was contacting him rather than anyone else. Things were still a bit testy between them.

"I'm in a bad situation right now. And as embarrassing as it is….I need your help." Lily confessed "I'm in Prawn Court right with no clothes and no money. Also, the cops are probably going to start sweeping the area soon, so unless you can come for me…..this might be the last time we speak without bulletproof glass being between us."

"Ok. I'll come get you right now." Gat replied "Where are you?"

"Really? Thank you!" Lily was able to contain her relief "I'm near the overpass near the Old DuPont Motel."

"Alright. I'll be there soon." Gat confirmed, getting up from the couch "Just stay out of sight until I Ok?"

"Sure. I'll stay under the over pass until I see you." Lily had to force herself not to start crying "Thank you again Johnny."

As the line went dead, Gat looked at the phone in his hands, almost at though he wanted to force it into giving him the answers he wanted.

"What sort of shit did she get herself into?" Gat wondered "The girl aint no slouch. And even when she was about to be raped and killed in that alley….she had no fear. Whatever happened this time around must have been really bad."

"Everything ok Johnny?" Aisha asked

"Not really. Looks like we have to put movie night on hold." He explained

His girlfriend frowned "I gathered as much. Who needs killing this time"

Gar shook his head "Nothing like that you remember that new girl I told you about? The one who calls herself 'Lily' now?"

Aisha nodded "Yea. The same girl you mentioned that was sweet on Mei. Right?"

"Same one. Seem see got herself into some trouble." Gat explained "She's stranded in Prawn Court with no money or clothes. She also mentioned that the cops might be closing in on her. I'm going to pick her up and drop her back to the hideout. It shouldn't be too…."

"No way you're taking her back to the hideout." Aisha interrupted "Bring her back here instead."

Gat raised an eyebrow "Huh? Why the fuck would do that?"

"Because you can get to Prawn Court and back from here in about 30 minutes rather than that underground hotel you guys are hiding out in that about 3 hours in the opposite direction. The same direction that the cops are going to be coming from." Aisha rolled her eyes "The sooner you get back here the better."

Gat smiled as he placed a kiss on Aisha's cheek "This why you should've been a gangbanger and not a singer. Also, I thought your home wasn't a 'gang clubhouse'?"

"It still isn't Johnny, so don't get any dangerous idea. I'm making a special exception but of the situation." She replied playfully "You better go get Lily and bring her back her before the cops or rival hookers in Prawn Court."

Gat kissed her once more on the lips before grabbing his jacket "Sure thing babe. I'll be right back."

Aisha watched as her boyfriend went out the front door and hopped into his bootlegger to go rescue a fellow Saint. She smiled to herself, both at the prospect of a new guest to her home….as well as getting to know the woman who according to Gat was someone that Mei seemed to be developing feelings for.

Lily stood under the overpass shivering as the rainfall began to intensify. She wanted to check the main street for any sign of Gat's bootlegger. But she already knew that Gat would be there soon…and while that stretch of town still looked deserted, she didn't want to take chance of accidently drawing attention to herself in case there were some watchful eyes from one the buildings that still had tenants. Lily was so overcome with relief, she almost wept with joy when she saw a very familiar bootlegger slowly approaching the overpass. When the driver window rolled down to reveal his face framed by his trademark sunglasses, Lily darted to the car instantly.

"Hurry up will ya? I'm missing out on quality time with my girl." Gat crowed "Besides that, I don't want you freezing to death after I took all the time to get you."

Lily around to the passenger side door and hurried into the bootlegger. As she closed the door, she instantly felt the heat was cranked up in car. Most likely that Gat wanted to help Lily warm herself as quickly as possible.

As they drove away from Prawn Court, Gat tossed a jacket to Lily.

"Put that on. It'll help you warm up faster." Gat cranked up the heat some more when he noticed she was still shivering "We'll be there soon."

"Thanks for coming to get me Gat." Lily said quietly "I mean that…Really thank you."

Gat shrugged "Don't worry too much about it."

"I didn't think you would come for me." Lily admitted "Thought you would have told me to 'Fuck off' or 'Go trade blowjobs for a ride home', or some other shit like that."

Gat frowned "What makes you say that?"

"Cause you constant call me a whore." Lily said bluntly looking down in her lap "And you constantly make jokes about me being a slut. It also made things more difficult when I decided to call you."

"Look. I was out of line and I'm sorry about that shit from before." Gat sighed "Sometimes I get riled up and say shit that I shouldn't be saying. You whatever you have to survive and if any motherfucker tries telling you otherwise, then they probably had a silver spoon in their mouth from birth. Anyone tries call you a whore or anything like that shit….you let me know…and I will fuck their shit up. Cool?"

"Ok. Thanks Gat." Lily blinked rapidly trying to hold back tears

"Don't sweat it." He replied nonchalantly

They drove the rest of the way to Aisha's place in silence. Only the sound of the rain to was heard the rest of the trip. As they pulled up into the driveway, Gat pulled out remote control to open the garage door. Then proceed to drive his bootlegger inside before lowering the door once more.

"The person I'm staying with needs to keep a low profile. So she can't gangbangers…let alone someone as recognizable as yours truly….coming and going through the front door like I live here. Last thing I want is for the SPD or the gangs finding out about this house." He explained "Even amongst the crew, the only people who know about this house other than you is Mei. Which should give you an idea of how much I'm trusting you. So don't go blabbing to anyone. Ya feel me?"

"No problem homie. My lips are sealed." Lily assured him "But why would you trust me with this information?"

Gat shrugged "Maybe you just strike me a someone worthy my trust. You clearly ain't no snitch or coward, so its not like I have to worry about you giving this location up anybody. But above all…there's a really important reason why I'm letting you know about this place."

Lily could feel her chest tightening with anticipation "And what reason is that?"

"My girl was in the room when you called and said she wanted to meet you." Gat said matter-of-factly as he unlocked the door to the main house "So when we get inside make sure you show here respect or we're going to have a problem. You feel me?"

Lily held her hands up "Whatever you say Gat. Afterall, you did me a huge favor coming to get me. I won't forget it either. But why would your girl want to meet me anyway?"

"You'll see." Gat snickered "Come on in."

When Lily entered the house, she instantly noticed most of the interior decked out with purple décor. So much so that anyone would have assumed that it was Gat's crib rather than his girl's. She also noticed that there were different photos of Aisha displayed on the walls along with what looked like gold and platinum rap albums with Aisha name on them. She looked closer at one and realized it was Aisha platinum album for her song 'Bounce Like My Cheeks'. It made her wonder if Gat's mystery girlfriend was a collector.

"Are you sure your girlfriend won't mind you bringing and almost completely naked woman into her house?" Lily asked nervously "I'm already intruding on your date night and I don't want to make shit worse for you."

Gat waved her off "Don't sweat it. I could exactly leave you out there with no money or clothes. By the way, I saw you looking at the albums? You like em?"

"I you kidding? Aisha was the fucking greatest thing to come outta Stilwater in decades! I loved her music and it made me an crying wretch when she passed."

"You were a huge fan then?" Gat asked with a smirk on his face

"Totally. Almost every penny I had to my name went either to her albums or concert tickets. She's also…" Lily blushed "She's the reason I figured out I liked girls."

"Nice to I have such a devoted fan." A voice said from behind them

Lily turned around to see Aisha standing in the kitchen doorway with a bucket filled with ice and two champagne bottles shoved inside. In that moment her brain was having a battle with trying to feel the correct emotions. Excitement over seeing Aisha…THE Aisha…was alive and right in front of her was more than she could've ever dreamed of. The other conflicting emotion was embarrassment over telling Gat that Aisha was the reason she figured out her sexuality…while Aisha was standing a few feet away to hear her. Then there was the feeling of shock in realizing that Gat girlfriend is Aisha and that he told him his girlfriend turned her on. She just stood there with her mouth open, unable to process what to she should say or do.

"Don't worry about it. I'm actually kind of flattered." Aisha said gently "If it's any consolation, you're not the first woman to tell me I help her figured out 'what team she was batting for', so to speak. I got just as many photos of naked girls as I did dick pics."

"Ok. I feel a little better…I think." Lily replied, still blushing "I trying to process all this."

"It's simple really. Me and Ish used to date back in the day before she became famous and started making the fellas and ladies beating o to her pictures." Gat explained "And when she couldn't get Kingdom Come Records to release her from her contract, we faked her death."

Lily was in awe "Oh shit! I can't believe it. This is so unreal? Does Mei know?"

"She's the one who helped plant the car the explosives. I really owe that girl a lot." Aisha replied as she rested the bucket of champagne on the table "Her and Johnny are on the shortlist of people that know I still alive. As did the other original Saints Lieutenants."

The sudden realization hit Lily suddenly "Does that mean that Bradshaw."

Aisha sighed "Yea. He knows."

"Shit! This isn't good! What if he tries brining you in…" Lily began before Aisha calmed her down by gently touching her shoulder.

"He known for years and hasn't done a damn thing, so I don't see him starting now." Aisha assured her "And even if he did want to find me, I'm living under and alias with the house being under an assumed name."

"Besides that, he doesn't even know she's in Stilwater." Gat continued "Ish was supposed to moved to Steelport which was the original plan that we agreed on. But SOMEONE didn't want to leave Stilwater. So we setup this house for her instead. Troy, Dex, and Bradshaw knew the original plan. Things went sideways with the gang before I could tell them about the change of plans. But I don't need to explain to you that I dodged a fucking bullet by not telling that narc."

"Ok. Enough gloomy stuff" Aisha clapped her hands together "You're going to take a show to clean fresh up and then you can join me and Johnny for movie night."

"I don't want to impose any more than I already have on your evening. I'd be more than have to sleep out in the Gat's car until…"

"Not a chance girl. I have more than enough room here and as you might expect, I don't get many visitors. Come on, I'll take you to the guest room." Aisha took her hand "And afterwards, we'll get you into a nice change of clothes."

Before Lily could object, she was being led up the stairs to the guest room. While this was more than she expected, it most certainly was an improvement compared to how the day started.