A/N: This picks up where Sally's Story by Howl Of A Werewolf left off. Please read that first. For more info on Ivory, please read Grand Theft Mercenary and Mercenary, Property Of The Mafia by Jak0taku22.

Sally felt someone pull her off the ground and opened her eyes to see Dash and Carly as they help her into the car nearby, Dash sitting next to Sally and checking on her while Carly got in the front and drove off, away from Stretch's dead body.

"Franklin's gonna be pissed when he finds out what happens." Carly says.

'Hell yeah, he is.' Sally thought, her body hurting from what Stretch did to her.

The three of them stopped at the De Santa residence, seeing Amanda and Tracey's cars as well as a bicycle…

"I guess the family moved back in." Dash says as she and Carly helped Sally into the house and upstairs, Amanda and Tracey arguing as usual.

"They never shut up. Even you and I weren't like that." Sally says to Dash as she and Carly patched Sally up.

Stretch is gone, he had it coming but… it's still taking a life, even though he fucked his life up a long time ago.

Sally could guess from the look on Carly's face that she got no enjoyment out of killing Devin… that's good because it still means that the part of her before the hospital shootout a few years ago is still there, the part of her that could never take a life and enjoy it.

"Is it okay if we stay here tonight?" Sally asks, Carly nodding. Numbness has also set in as she's realised that the people who have hurt them are all gone.

Well, except for Ivory… he's still out there somewhere, lurking in the shadows… waiting until Carly lowers her guard so he can strike at the right moment.

Carly glanced out the window, looking at the city… but through different eyes and humming Tonight, Tonight, Tonight by Genesis.

"Carly?" Dash says, Carly looking at her before Dash pulled her into a hug.

Judging from the look on her face, Carly was a bit startled at first but hugged Dash in return. "If he does show back up, we'll make sure he never gets near you again." She says, both of them letting go.

Carly's P.O.V, A while later…

Something tells me that dealing with our enemies was only just the beginning of something none of us will be prepared for… I don't know why but when I looked outside earlier, I imagined the city destroyed and buildings on fire and boarded up as looters tried to steal everything in sight.

The last time a riot occurred in Los Santos was 1992, after Frank Tenpenny was acquitted of the charges he was facing… basically, everyone in the city snapped and who could blame them?

"Carly?" Johnny says after walking into my room and sitting down on my bed, lightly tucking some of my hair behind my ear.

"They're gone now… only one left is him." I say, Johnny wrapping his arms around my shoulders and kissing me on my forehead. I feel safe with him, I feel loved…

And right now, I want to close the door and enjoy being with the one I love. Johnny lets go and I stand up, walking over and closing the door, locking it before Johnny pulls me into his arms and we kiss again.

I hope Trevor is at his strip club and not in the house… but knowing him, he'll find out what Johnny and I have been doing lately and go batshit crazy.

Like he always does…

I open my eyes the next morning, a bit worn out but safe in Johnny's arms and my head on his shoulder, Johnny snoring like he normally does.

It's quiet for once… but it's not gonna last long. I hear Trevor's footsteps before hearing his voice and then he starts pounding on the door violently.

"Wake up, Carly Jade! It's a great day to be alive!" Trevor shouts, Johnny's eyes snapping open.

"Yeah or to beat someone to death, you crazy fucking fool!" I yell back at him, Johnny laughing a bit.

Yeah, peace and quiet never lasts, especially with a man like Trevor Philips barging into someone's home and beating on a door first damn thing in the morning.