Somehow… he wasn't dead.

The throbbing headache he had made him wish he was though but Billy Grey was painfully alive.

"H… help me…" Billy says weakly.

"It's okay, you've been out for a long time." The nurse, who to Billy, looked to only be in her early 20s, says. Her dark blonde hair was pulled in a ponytail and she had grey blue eyes. Billy thought she was cute but he liked dark haired girls better, he had a weakness for them.

"How…" Billy tries to ask, trying to recollect his memory. The last he remembered was being in the Alderney State Correctional Facility. Glancing at a nearby calendar, he saw the year as 2017… he had spent 9 years in a coma and where was he now?

A glance outside his window showed no snow like usual this time of year… he wasn't in Alderney, he doubted he was even on the east coast anymore.

But there was one thing he didn't doubt… Johnny was somewhere and Billy wanted revenge…

46 year old Billy Grey had hidden his face with the help of a hooded jacket as he walked through the streets of Los Santos, looking for a form of transportation… he normally preferred a motorcycle but anything was okay with him now, he just needed something that was faster than walking or running.

It was as he had gotten into a nondescript black Declasse Premier that he heard two voices and his head snapped up… one he easily recognised as Johnny's but the other one was unfamiliar to him. The girl seemed to share some similarities with Billy's former childhood friend Gionna… and the second Billy looked at the petite brunette across the street, he could tell she and Johnny were close.

'Can't exactly blame him, she's damn beautiful.' Billy thought, smirking. But it was as she turned towards the car that he ducked.

"Carly, you okay?" Johnny asks, resting his hand on Carly's back as she lightly played with the hem of her navy racerback tank top. Carly knew something was wrong, she knew that feeling of being watched

"I thought that I saw someone watching us… but he's not now." Carly says, the two getting on Johnny's Hexer and leaving. It was when they were gone that Billy sat up.

"Need to fucking be careful, she almost saw me." Billy says quietly, starting up the Premier and driving off at a normal speed.

But he couldn't believe what he had seen… at the oldest, she looked 20. He figured there was an angry relative of hers out there who hated the relationship, there had to have been.

Now all Billy had to do was find the angry relative.

Billy kept driving until he was forced to slam on the brakes as a red Bodhi was blocking the road, its driver yelling at another driver who had gotten out of the black Obey Tailgater.

"For the last fucking time, she's an adult! Her life is her choice, Trevor!" The dark haired green eyed man yelled at the first driver, a man about the same height as Billy but less muscular.

"It's not fucking right, Michael! She's your damn daughter, for fuck's sake!" The slimmer driver yelled at the second one, Billy smirking as he put it together.

But right now, both had seen him and Trevor reached for his Combat Pistol… thinking quickly, Billy sped up and hit Trevor with the car before driving off and leaving a shocked Michael behind.

Michael looked down at Trevor, trying to decide what would be right… Trevor had hurt Carly repeatedly, showed no remorse.

But it wasn't always like that… Trevor did love Carly at one point.

Michael was not remorseless… he grabbed his phone and dialed 911, Trevor looking at him.

"Thank… you…" Trevor manages to say through his pain, Michael glaring at him.

"I ain't doing it for you. Death by reckless driver wouldn't bring resolution to anyone you've hurt." Michael growled before the call went through. "I need an ambulance outside the Vanilla Unicorn, a man has been hit by a car and the driver took off… license plate? I only caught a glimpse of the half of it, S0E… car is a black Declasse Premier, couldn't exactly see the driver." He says.

Billy slammed on the brakes at the LS River, jumped out and ran to the back. Pulling the sleeves of his jacket up as best as he could to avoid fingerprints, he put his hands on the car and pushed it forward, running behind it to give it some speed before pushing it over the edge.

The car exploded as soon after colliding with the concrete, Billy jumping back.

"Well, fuck… there goes that plan." Billy whispers before leaving the burning car behind.

But he had always had some crazy plan in mind if his first one backfired… and he just had to do it again.