Jade walked into her Stilwater penthouse, only to have a flash of memories come out of the dark crevices of her mind. It had been three months since the death of Johnny and she had been trying hard to forget her best friend's untimely fate. Unfortunately, everything about Stilwater reminded the young African-American woman of the brash male.

The young woman lowered her eyes to the coffee table a few feet away from the front door. A framed picture of Johnny Gat and herself was staring back at her. She picked it up, running her hands over the old photo, reminiscing over the very day the picture was taken. The pair had been dressed in yellow - impersonating the Vice Kings - and had just returned from destroying the town. Johnny had been especially happy then, as he finally gotten the chance to use a bulldozer. Dex had taken the picture, and although both Jade and Johnny had bloodstains on their clothes and were toting guns, their bright smiles out shined every negative aspect of the picture.

Inevitably, tears began running down The Boss's cheeks. Though she would never admit it out loud, she missed Johnny a whole hell of a lot. Every moment she was alone, thoughts of Johnny invaded her mind. Sometimes the young woman thought she might have been in love with Johnny, but their career choices really left no room for relationships. Especially being in the same gang and all.

"Boss?"

Jade quickly wiped her moist cheeks and turned to see Shaundi walking through the door with luggage. They had finally decided to take a break from Stilport and return to their roots. Johnny's words rooted themselves into Jade's mind.

"We traded our dicks in for pussies. Seriously... Movie deals? Commercials? The Saints name used to mean more than body spray and some ass-tasting energy drink."

He had been right. No matter how much money there were making or the fame they had, they went from an elite street gang to thugged out Kardashians. Before Shaundi could catch her crying, Jade quickly came up with an excuse.

"Hey," Jade said, sniffling. "Allergies."

Shaundi may not know the boss inside and out like Johnny had, but she knew when a fellow female was crying. "I didn't think you missed him."

Jade blinked, slightly taken a back by the response. "Gat was my best friend. He was the first person I became close with in the gang and you didn't think I would miss him?"

Shaundi's voice became small. "Sorry, boss." It's just that ... I don't know. You and Pierce seem to be so focused on STAG and the Syndicate. It seemed like I was the only who was doing all of it in the name of Johnny."

"Well, being the leader of one of the most notorious street gangs doesn't grant you time to bitch about sad feelings," Jade replied, sliding her dark sunglasses on, hearing the elevator doors buzz open. She didn't need any of the other saints seeing she had a weak side.

Shaundi simply nodded, and walked over the coffee table where Jade was standing. Picking up the picture, Shaundi smiled and then looked up at her leader. She felt like an idiot for her previous comment. It was obvious the duo had been good friends for so long, Shaundi had no idea why she thought Jade -the person who's known Johnny the longest- wouldn't miss the Asian-American male.

Shaundi thought now might be a good time for her to tell Jade of her recent feelings. She figured the fellow female would understand. She had been confused for a long time and she wanted a second opinion on these new feelings she had for a now dead man.

"When was this?" Shaundi asked, avoiding asking her real question.

Jade shrugged. "Don't remember." It was a lie, but she wanted to talk about anything but Johnny.

"Why do you hide your emotions so much?" Shaundi smirked.

"You just saw me crying," Jade replied. "I think you I have emotions."

Jade began walked upstairs. She wanted nothing more than to change her clothes, take a seat in front of her television and have a strong drink. Hell, she needed it. The trip back home was long and the traffic didn't help. Shaundi stopped her before she could open her bedroom door.

"Boss?"

Jade turned around, slightly annoyed. She didn't want to talk and she already knew Shaundi was going to ask about Johnny again. In fact, it's all Shaundi had been talking about the past couple of days. Johnny this, Johnny that. Jade wondered why the hell Shaundi had become so interested in Gat now, rather than when he was alive and she could have asked him all these questions himself.

"Yes?"

"Did you and Johnny have ever a relationship that ran deeper than friends?"

Jade's memories rushed back to Johnny.

"I'm sorry, Johnny. I really am," Jade told the bed ridden man. Johnny sat up in bed, shirtless, a bandage hugging his lower abdomen. The leader couldn't help but to peek at his toned stomach every now and then. In Jade's eyes, Johnny was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen and the type of man she'd always wanted. Unfortunately, he was with Aisha -or with the current events, had been with Aisha. Jade could never bring herself to interfere in someone else's relationship, but now, Aisha was dead. She died at hands of the Ronin and Jade couldn't help but to think that it was all her fault.

"I'll be fine," Johnny reassured his best friend.

"No," Jade shook her head, her long dark locks tickling the back of Johnny's hand. "I'm sorry about ..." She trailed off. Hoping Johnny knew what she meant. And he did.

"Oh," Johnny said quietly. "No, Jade. I'm fine. You know I'll be okay after a couple of drinks and a dance from a stripper." Johnny forced a weak smile upon his face and Jade returned it. His hand brushed against Jade's dark cheeks.

"Jade ..."

"Yeah?" Jade peered into Johnny's eyes. He rarely took off his dark sunglasses, so Jade indulged in every moment she got to see her friend's eyes.

"Thank you. Thank you for being here with me through everything. You know I'm not a man of many emotions but ... just know that I ..." Johnny stopped, bringing his face closer to hers.

"That you what?" Jade whispered, closing her eyes, waiting for the impact.

Johnny placed his lips gently against hers. It was only for a few seconds, but they enjoyed every single one of it. The lights of hospital went out, causing the pair to break their kiss.

"Jade?"

"Sorry," Jade apologized, returning back to reality. "No." Jade half lied. They were more than friends, but they weren't exactly lovers.

"Oh," Shaundi uttered out quietly.

"Why do you ask?" Jade asked, wondering why Shaundi would even ask such a question.

Shaundi sighed, shrugging. "I wanted some insight. Johnny's death effected me in such a way that sometimes I think that I might have been in lo-"

A voice coming from Jade's bedroom interrupted Shaundi's words. Both females thought they had gone crazy when the voice sounded exactly like Johnny's. Jade grabbed the pistol holstered at her hip, while Shaundi pulled out a switch blade. Jade and Shaundi exchanged glances, before Jade opened the door to the master bedroom.

Jade couldn't see who was in her bedroom, the only visible occupant being the stripper against the wall. Shaundi had ran into the arms of the mysterious stranger so quickly, Jade didn't get to take a good look.

"Johnny?" Jade said, breathless. She was in shock. Johnny was dead. She had heard Johnny die. How could he be here alive, right now? Jade blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't seeing things or having an indoor mirage.

She watched this man who look a lot like her best friend release Shaundi from a hug and look over at Jade. He took a few steps towards her and put his arms out. "I know you want to hug me."

Jade didn't care whether this was fantasy or not at the moment, she threw her arms around the Asian male, hugging him tightly. His strong muscles caressed her body as her head went swimming in the sweet cologne he was wearing. She couldn't stop the tears coming down her eyes and she didn't care who saw. Her fucking best friend was back. She just hoped someone hadn't slipped something into the water bottle she had been drinking. She prayed that this wasn't a sweet nightmare.

They stayed in each others arms for so long, they hadn't noticed the other Saints enter the bedroom. Or that Shaundi had cleared her throat a few times. Jade was in her own world now - a world where Johnny Gat existed, and she didn't plan on leaving it anytime soon.

"I thought you were dead," Jade whispered into Johnny's ear.

Johnny released the young woman - much to her dismay - and looked over her. She had changed. Gained a few pounds in all the right places though, her hair looked a little longer, but she still held the bright eyes he had fallen for. Johnny knew Jade would never return the same feelings he had for her, so he settled on being her best friend. He could hope though.

"Me? Dead?" Johnny chuckled, wiping away The Boss's tears. If it had been anyone else, they'd be eating concrete right now, but Johnny had a lot more privilege when it came to the boss. "You should know I'm unstoppable."

After a warm reunion between Johnny and the rest of the members, Jade thought it only appropriate for Pierce to call up the new members who had stayed back in Stilport. They had to meet the oldest Saint in history - other than herself of course.

Shaundi just looked at Jade. She said nothing but Jade and Pierce suddenly felt as if they should leave the room. Jade gave Shaundi a confused look and watched as her female lieutenant shifted her eyes from her back to Johnny. Pierce broke the silence, "Oh, uh, um boss ... we should go. I got to talk to you, anyway".

Reluctantly, Jade left the room with Pierce, heading towards the bathroom downstairs to prepare for the party that night.

Jade changed into more fitting attire, heading downstairs hours later, to get that drink she promised herself and catch up with Johnny before the other Saints arrived. She spotted Johnny quickly. On the balcony with Shaundi. It almost looked as if they were flirting. Johnny flirted with women all the time, but this time it just didn't sit well with Jade. Especially since his current flirtee was Shaundi.

Jade shrugged. Shaundi was notorious for being promiscuous and Johnny was a well-known flirt. She decided she shouldn't pay either two mind. Even with that in mind, Jade couldn't shake off a feeling she rarely ever got. In fact, she never felt it into her life until now.

Jealousy.

Oh man. I re-read this and realized how horrible it was. So, I apologize but another re-write. I hope my writing has gotten better! Thanks for reading!