With everything that had been going on everybody could understand how the leader of the Third Street Saints had forgotten to tell his godson that his father had died. The boss had just gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed while his mind swirled and twirled around in a storm of thoughts. He was caught in a different city with no money, no connections, and no idea how to get out of it. He needed to set up shop but how was he going to do that when he didn't even have his crew here.

Sighing heavily Adrian walked out of the shabby bathroom and walked down the small hall past the kitchen and plopped on the couch. His black hair dripping water on the stained couch while he leaned into the worn cushions trying to sort out his thoughts.

His first thoughts were how to get the crew here and set up and get information until he could go after Loren for what he and his gang did to Johnny...

Johnny Gat. His best friend, the one who had been there right from the beginning. The one who taught Adrian everything he knew and more. He gave up his life for him and Shaundi, and what they stood for. Adrian couldn't help the small sick laugh that left his lip. I guess both of them gave their lives. He thought to himself remembering Aisha who had also lost her life protecting Johnny and himself. Adrian could still see the way Johnny had held his son, Jasper, after telling him what had happened to his mother. Adrian had never seen him so gentle and sweet, holding his son close to him while the little boy cried and sobbed about wanting his mommy. Adrian had seen something that day he thought he would never see in his life. A single tear. One little salt and emotion filled tear fell from Gat's eyes right before he buried his face in his son's neck holding him all through the night.

Adrian felt his heart wrench and twist within his chest. Now he had to tell the boy that he had lost his other parent. He was not ready for that, he didn't think he could ever be ready for that. But the kid deserves to know

With that thought he reached over to the side table and grabbed his phone. Going through his contacts he saw Jasper's name and clicked on it. He sat there looking at the green button asking if he wanted to call said contact. Sighing shakely he bit his lip. How the hell was he going to tell his godson that he father just died! What in the hell was he supposed to say 'oh hey jasper what's up? By the way your father died and now I'm your primary guardian now' Adrian didn't think the kid was going to take to well to that. Taking a deep breath the Boss decided that the kid deserved to know and though it was harsh he need to tell him before he found out on his own. Clicking the green call button he put the phone to his ear and waited. A few rings later a young teenager's voice picked up,

"Hey Adrian, what's up? How come you aren't in Stilwater? Dad said you guys were just robbing a bank and that was almost yesterday ago. So what happened?" Adrian felt his stone heart start to crack, he usually wasn't this emotional, but this kid, his godson always found a way to make him feel things that, as a gang leader, he really shouldn't. Taking another deep breath he said slowly,

"Jasper something happened while on the robbery, and now-" Adrian couldn't even finish his sentence. He felt his throat close with hurt, he just wished that the kid could understand him right there so he wouldn't have to explain anymore.

"Now what? What happened Adrian?" Jasper's sweet voice started hold the undertone of worry as he spoke to the Boss. Adrian had to pull the phone away from him as he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat,

"Jasper, we robbed a bank owned by the gang called the Morningstar-"

"Who are they?" Jasper cut in, his voice on edge as curiosity filled his mind. Surely the Saints could drop the gang before they were even a threat. Adrian wished he could have said that, but instead he had to come to terms with the truth,

"We were captured and brought on a plane on it's way to Steelport." Adrian could hear paper wrestling around as Jasper must have jumped up and went getting a map. He heard a unhappy grunt come from the teen and a soft,

"That's too far North... What happened? When are you guys going to get back? Hows dad, can I talk to him?" Adrian, again, had to pull the phone away and gather his emotions as the teens voice cracked with worry and concern. The gang leader took a deep breath and continued through gritted teeth,

"When we escaped our captures your father went to the cockpit to turn the plane around...but..." Adrian swore he heard a gasp come from the other line, he closed his eyes preventing the tears threatening to fall down from doing so as he continued,

"When we were about to jump we heard him talking through the intercom and then gunfire...and... Jasper I'm so sorry I- We tried to go back for him but... Oh Jasper I'm soo sorry." Adrian was having a hard time trying to keep the emotion down from his voice, but he knew that Jasper could hear it, it was obvious.

Adrian waited for the burst of sobbing tears that he was sure was going to happen, like the last time he heard his mother had died. But this time there was no sobbing, there was no crying, there was no calling for his father.

"Jasper?" Adrian asked, afraid that Jasper had hung up on him, but after a few moments of silence his voice came through the line, numb but shaking,

"So my Dads dead?" Adrian felt his cracking heart break at the emptiness of his words. Nodding even though he knew Jasper wasn't able to see, he said,

"Yeah, your father is dead" There was another long pause before Jasper said,

"So does that mean you're my primary guardian now?" Adrian couldn't help the small sad smile that came to his lips,

"Yeah, I'm your Godfather" Again there was another pause before he asked,

"Does that mean I have to come to whatever city your in now and live with you?" Adrian gave another sad smile before saying breathlessly,

"No Jazz, you don't have to come to Steelport if you don't want to" There was yet again a pause when Jasper said 'I see' as if he was away from the phone before his voice came in loud and clear again,

"Are you guys going after whoever killed my Dad?" Adrian narrowed his eyes as his voice dropped coldly when his mind went to Phillipe,

"Yeah we're gonna drop him and his whole gang for what they did"

"What's the guys name?"

"The guys name is Phillipe Loren head leader of the Morningstar" For the longest time there was silence, the only sound was the light static of the phone. Adrian was about to call Jasper's name when his voice sounded again. Freezing cold and dripping with liquid venom as he spoke,

"That's the bastard that killed my Dad?" Adrian knew exactly how Jasper felt at the moment. The shock was over, and with the Saints, theres never really any time to mourn over those lost, and now the anger set in.

"Yeah, we haven't got much on him, but we're doing our best Jasper" Adrian knew that Jasper didn't blame them, though it was his fault that they were even in that situation in the first place. Adrian shook away the self blame for the moment as Jasper said determined,

"Drop that fucker and everyone he's associated with" Adrian could feel the freezing determination in the kids voice as he spoke. Nodding he said,

"Don't worry Jazz, we'll get this guy for what he did, don't you worry about that" There was a few more moments pause between both godfather and godson as they both sat on the phone waiting for each other to talk. Adrian chuckled lowly when he heard a small yawn come from the other end,

"Why don't you get some sleep Jazz, you're tired. Get some sleep and I'll keep you posted on everything that's going on with the Morningstar" there was a reluctant sigh before Jasper's voice softened saying,

"Okay Adrian. Good night"

"Good night Jasper"

"Oh and Adrian"

"Yeah Jasper?"

"Thanks for telling me"

"You're welcome Jazz, now get some sleep" Adrian smiled when he heard Jasper give a small laugh,

"Alright, talk to you later Adrian" With that the teenager hung up leaving the line to go dead.

Adrian smiled wider to himself and leaned back a lot more relaxed than before, of course the kid was going to take it better than he expected. He was a Gat after all. Adrian got up from the couch feeling a lot better than before the call. A lot more relaxed now that Jasper knew what happened. Stretching and yawning he decided he had better get some sleep of his own. Walking over to the bedroom and falling onto the lumpy bed Adrian closed his eyes waiting for sleep to take him. He could worry about everything tomorrow, right now he was so exhausted and once his head hit the pillow the Third Street Saints leader fell into a deep sleep.