"Man that was a fuck easy job Dutch, a fucking waste of time if you ask me." Revy growled on the deck of the Lagoon as it glided into its Roanapur dock. She kicked one of the large crates on the back of the boat.

"Maybe, but work is work and we need the money." Dutch replied from the cabin while lighting up a smoke. Revy kicked the crate again with a huff.

"Please Revy, don't kick the merchandise, Chang will pay us less if it's damaged." Rock declared as he moved to tie off the boat.

"I know that dumbass…" Revy moved up and pushed Rock out of the way, "…all this time you've been on this boat and you still can't get your fuckin' knots right."

"Those two sure are being a lot nicer to each other since they got back from Japan." Benny stated to Dutch as he walked up beside him in the cabin.

"Yeah, it's been two months. As their employee I'm glad that my crew is getting along better." Dutch replied as he exhaled a mouthful of smoke, "Give Mr. Chang a call to let him know we've got his merchandise."

"Roger that." Benny replied as he went to his equipment.

Rock jumped down to the dock, followed by Revy.

"Good to see your leg's all healed up" Rock said as he went to finish tying up the boat, although Revy didn't barge in to do it this time.

"Yeah, took fuckin' long enough but I got full mobility again; sword boy definitely didn't go down without a fight." Rock's mind went back to the memories.

That insane fight; he thought Revy was absolutely going to die. Revy with that sword sticking out of her leg, the big guy slumped a few feet away. Her scream as he pulled the sword from her leg. Yukio, holding the sword, to her throat.

He flinched as he remembered the sight and sound of the sword penetrating her throat, life seeping from her as she drowned in her own blood.

Revy noticed Rock's mood shift, "Hey Rock, you alright?" She asked with a faint softness to her voice. Her words shook him from his memories.

"Yeah I'm fi…" he was cut-off as multiple SUV's pulled up at the front of dock.

"What the hell…" Revy didn't finish as a barrage of bullets came flying towards them.

"GET DOWN ROCK!" She yelled as she drew her Cutlass. Rock moved quickly to find cover, but there was none at the front of the boat. Revy emptying her clips yelling "shit! Shit! SHIT!" they were completely vulnerable.

They moved further down the side of the boat for a bit of cover. She dropped the empty clips and reloaded.

"Fuck, we're fucked, I can't get them all." She looked over at Rock.

Rock took cover beside her, "I see that. Who are these…" thump, a bullet tore through his chest, Revy's eyes widened in horror as the scene folded out in front of her. The surrounding noise disappeared as Rock fell in slow motion. He kept falling, and falling, all she could do was watch. When his body finally hit the boards, everything sped back up.

"Rock! Talk to me Rock!" She looked down; blood was seeping through his white-collar shirt, staining his tie and the boards below.

"Shit Rock you can't die!" She yelled as she scrambled to Rock. She rolled him onto his back and sat over him.

"C'mon Rock, fuckin' stay with me!" She screamed as she held him in her arms.

"Revy, I…." Rock muttered, his eyes dim.

Her mind raced; she didn't know what to do, "Stop talking." She continued.

"Revy, I…" his eyes shut, and his body slumped.

"Rock?" She screamed as she stood, whipping both guns around at the cars, a single tear rolling down her cheek as the fire focused on her. She opened fire emptying clip after clip on them.

"Revy!" Dutch yelled as he jumped off the stern of the ship and pinned her down as an RPG flew over them and exploded between them and Rock.

"FUCK!" Revy yelled as she looked back at the wall of flames between her and Rock. Dutch yelling at her as he grabbed her around the waist "REVY! WE GOTTA GO, COME ON!"

"NO! I'M NOT LEAVING ROCK!" she struggled against him. They ran around the boat and out the side door, Revy kicking and screaming. Dutch jumped into the back through the open door of the GTO.

"Benny GO!" Dutch yelled at as he slammed the door. And the car tore of down the road into Roanapur.

"Dutch, We gotta go back, We gotta get Rock!" she yelled at him.

"No Revy, It's too dangerous." Dutch murmured.

"We gotta save get Rock!" She screamed.

"ROCK'S DEAD!" He yelled at her. She froze as the thought tore through her like she'd been shot by herself. She punched the back of the empty passenger seat.

"FUCK!" She yelled as she continued to pound the back of the seat, swearing over and over again with each punch, her knuckles getting bloody.

Revy laid in bed in the spare room of the office, curled up in the blankets. She was exhausted, but no sleep came.

She never slept well, but now all she could do was lay there, her eyes barely open; she couldn't move, she didn't want too.

She wasn't crying, not anymore. She couldn't in front of Dutch and Benny, but once they'd gotten back to the office, she dragged herself to her room, locked the door and showed the first signs of sadness in years.

Now she was in salty sheets, and sweating, but she was cold, ice cold and yet her chest burned.

'Why does my chest hurt?' she thought. "Rock, fuckin' idiot." She screamed as she punched the wall, her words filled with sadness.

Benny sat in the lounge, Dutch was on the phone. It was dead quiet, neither of them had spoken since they got back, and they gave Revy the unrequested space they knew she needed. When they got back, Dutch called Chang and informed him of what happened.

"You mean that...." Chang voiced through the phone.

"I think so, he'd already been shot before the RPG went off. If he hadn't actually died in Revy's arms after being shot, then the RPG would've gotten him…" Dutch replied. A somber silence followed.

"I'm sorry Dutch. Have you informed Balalaika?" Chang asked.

"Not yet, I thought you deserved to be informed first since your cargo was involved." Dutch replied.

"Ok Dutch, get in touch with her next, I'm going to the dock and checking it out personally." The line went dead. Dutch dialled the Russian's office number. It rang a few times before being answered.

"Hello Dutch, to what do I owe the honor?" Balalaika asked.

"Balalaika, we were ambushed at the dock during a job. Rock was killed." He finished.

On the other side of the line Balalaika was shocked, but quickly regained her composure, albeit a lot more serious, and angry. Her second in command Boris noticed this.

"Kapitan?" she raised her hand to silence him.

"When did this happen?" her anger rising.

"About an hour ago. We had pulled into the dock after a job and we were attacked by some men." she lowered the phone and put it on loud speaker.

"What were they driving?" Balalaika asked,

"A few black SUV's and a few military jeeps, looked like they were from out off town. There were at least 40 heavily armed men. That's all I know."

She faced Boris, anger laced her tongue, "Sergeant, find these men. I don't care who you kill or what you destroy; I want you to paint this town red until these men are found."

"Yes Kapitan." He replied and left straight away due to the serious tone in her voice.

She picked the phone back up taking it off loud speaker,"Dutch, we will find these men, and make them pay." She said, brutality lacing her tone.

"I want to settle up on this too. Contact Chang as well, he probably wants these bastards blood as much as us." Ignoring the fact that Dutch was giving her orders, she agreed and hung up.

"These men will wish they never came to Roanapur" She said to her subordinates.

"Have one of our own died Kapitan? You seem…" Balalaika stopped him.

"Yes, in a sense one of our own has died. And we will avenge him."

Dutch sighed as he hung up the phone. He looked out the window, it was getting dark now and they needed to eat. He got up and was about to go looking for Benny when he came into the room holding a few pizza boxes,

"I figured it was about time we had something to eat." Benny said solemnly.

"Thanks Benny-boy." Dutch replied. Benny cleared some space on the little table and put the pizza down, after opening the box he asked,

"Do you think we should ask Revy?"

Dutch shook his head, "I doubt Revy is gonna want to eat in the state she's in."

"I've never seen her like this before." Benny wondered aloud.

"Me neither, I doubt there's a person on this planet that has. Two-hands just doesn't get like this."

For the measly half-hour of sleep she had gotten, Revy didn't feel any better. She climbed out of bed and quietly cracked the door open, seeing that both Dutch and Benny were asleep in the office lounge. She silently walked through to the kitchen and retrieved a bottle of Bacardi from the liquor cabinet. Alcohol poisoning felt like a better option than the swirl of thoughts currently going through her head.

Simply reading the bottle's label brought her to think of Rock. She began crying again, the gentle weeping soon becoming an uncontrollable sob.

"Fuck Rock why'd you have to die." She said to herself.

Movement from the lounge caught her attention. She collected herself and looked over her shoulder to see Benny leaning up on his left arm and rubbing his eyes.

Still half unconscious, she quickly got up and went back to her room as to not allow her co-workers to see her in tears. Dutch woke only to catch the tail end of Revy's quick exit, A thump on the couch brought his attention to Benny.

"She wake you too huh?" Benny said as he rolled over with his eyes shut once again.

Revy leaned up against the door, the fresh bottle in hand. She could hear Benny and Dutch talking though the door, but had no interest in what they were saying. She made her way back to the other side of the room and dropped on her bed. She cracked open the bottle and put it to her lips, not so much drinking but merely allowing it to pour down her throat. 'At this rate I'm going to need more booze.' She thought; the gentle weeping beginning again.

Later on that sad day....

"Hey Dutch, how are we gonna do this?" Benny asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it's been nagging at me, sure the boats ok. And the three of us are physically alright…." Benny began to trail off, Dutch finished his sentence,

"You're wondering if we're still gonna be able too work aren't you?" Benny sighed in affirmation, then continued,

"Sure we got on alright without Rock, and business was good, but with the way Revy's going and the fact that…well we're a bit lost without him that's all." Dutch sat back and sighed again.

"I know what your saying Benny-boy, and unfortunately I agree with you; we can't live without the kid…" The silence was cut by the phone ringing; Dutch slowly got up and went over to the phone.

"We found them." Dutch knew Balalaika's voice all too well.

"And one more thing." She said.

"What is it?"

"Rock is alive"