Amy crash landed on her bed in the master bedroom of The Saints Head Quarters. She and the rest of the gang,had just finished saving Shaundi from certain death.

Amy yanked off her shirt,leaving her in just a tank top.

The Boss groaned as she rubbed her temple. She was so sick of this towns bullshit. She was also sick of STAG. Amy clenched her fists. She hated those idiots with a fiery passion.

"Boss?"

Amy snapped out of her violent thoughts and looked towards her bedroom door. Pierce was standing there. Looking unsure if he should enter or not.

Amy ran a quick hand through her hair before gesturing for him to enter."What is it Pierce?"

Pierce quickly strode across the room."I have a new job for us." He smirked.

Amy raised an eyebrow. Doubting this so called "new job". "Oh really?" She put a hand on her hip.

Pierce glared at his blond boss,"Why you gotta be like that?" He sighed before flicking the top of his hat."Word has it that the Syndicate's plane. The one that Gat was in,was found."

The boss crossed her arms over her chest."I thought that plane was done for."

Pierce laughed as he sat down in a chair,"Oh it is,It 's a total wreck."

Amy was so not in the mood for this."Just get to the fucking point Pierce."

He cleared his throat sensing his boss's sour mood."Right! Well it's currently crashed in the city water." Amy glared at her fellow saint."Pierce,there already IS a fucking plane sticking in the water."

"Yes but this crashed on the other side of the city."Pierce looked up at his boss.

Amy rolled her eyes."So what? You want us to go search through that one too?"

Pierce looked slightly taken a back by her attitude. The boss had her bitchy side. But When it came to finding Johnny Gat,She was usually up for anything.

"Well damn,I just thought you might wanna find Gat." He snapped back.

Amy's blue eyes softened. She quickly turned her back to him."He's gone Pierce." She said in a small voice.

Pierce sighed in defeat. He started heading towards the door."I'll leave you to it Boss."

As soon as She heard the door close. Amy fell to her knees. She closed her eyes tightly. She hated how emotional Johnny made her. She NEVER used to be this emotional. Now? She was an emotional wreck.

Her emotions got worse when they had encountered the Gat clone, Johnny Tag. Claiming The Saints failed him.

"I would never do that." She whispered."I would never do that Johnny."

Amy took a deep breath and stood up. She walked over to her full length mirror. Her blue eyes were bloodshot red. There was dark bags under her eyes. She probably hadn't gotten any sleep in several weeks. And it was showing.

"Enough crying." She chanted to herself."Crying never did anyone any good."

After washing her face and brushing her hair. Amy finally walked out of her room. She decided that what she needed was a cold beer.

She strode past the many Saints. Who were enjoying themselves. Drinking and eating. Amy finally made it to the fridge. She threw opend the door,She saw the lovely sight of beer. She quickly grabbed one and popped it open.

"Hey Boss."

She looked up as Shaundi strode over to her. Amy muttered a quick hey and resumed consuming her beer.

Shaundi sat down beside her at the table."Boss,I wanted to say thanks."

Amy finished her beer,tossing it over her shoulder."For what?" She asked.

"For saving my life."Shaundi said,wondering why she needed to ask.

"Oh right." Amy said,stretching."Well I couldn't let them kill any more of my friends."

Shaundi looked over at Pierce. Who was playing chess with Oleg."So Pierce told me about the new job. When do we leave?"

Amy rolled her eyes."Shaundi not you too!"

"Boss...I think we might find something."Shaundi said softly."Besides we need to see if He's there."

No need to ask who she was talking about. Shaundi was more obsessed with Johnny's death then anyone.

Amy growled standing up sharply."For fucks sake. Can't anyone let it go,He's dead!" She grabbed another beer and started back towards her room.

Shaundi followed her,"But Boss.."

Amy suddenly grabbed Shaundi by shirt. She narrowed her eyes."HE'S DEAD..HE'S DEAD HE'S FUCKING DEAD!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

After letting out all her rage. Amy suddenly realized her words were certainly heard. Every Saint in the penthouse was staring at her in fear. She looked her hand,which was tightly in grip with Shaundi's shirt. She let go,stumbling back. Amy had no words for her actions.

The boss quickly ran to her room,slamming the door behind her.

Early the next morning,Amy groaned as she sat up. She winced at the morning sun. She felt like crap. She stumbled out of bed,only to have a wave of a morning hangover hit her like a ton of bricks."Oh God." She groaned as she raced towards her bathroom.

Amy groaned as she wiped her mouth."Oh this sucks." She flushed the toilet and grabbed a wet towel. She sighed as the cool cloth hit her face.

Placing the towel down. Her eyes looked up to the mirror. She shook her head. Amy felt very bad about yelling at Shaundi last night. She quickly ran a shaky hand through her hair. The boss looked like crap.

Amy tossed the yucky towel in the dirty laundry and walked to the shower and turned it on. She quickly took off her tank top,followed by her bra and pants. Stepping into the shower,The warm water hit skin. She sighed in contentment . A shower was a good idea.

She washed her body with shower the gel across her smooth stomach. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. Amy gasped when she heard the familiar voice.

"This is nice."

Amy whirled around to meet the naked chest of Johnny Gat. Not believing her eyes."J-Johnny?" She whispered.

The man took off his glasses,which he rarely did. She could see his black eyes."In The flesh Boss." He smirked.

"But..how?" She whispered. He put a finger to her lips."Shh..Don't talk."

Amy frowned but the frown vanished when His lips crashed against hers. This kiss totally knocked her off her feet. Her knees gave in,Johnny scooped her up,pushing her against the shower wall. She gasped as they parted for air.

Amy shook her head as she looked down. He was fully naked. She gasped as he started kissing her neck. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Her fingers running through his black hair."Johnny...what are you doing?"

He licked her soft spot on her neck."Making up for loss time." He muttered,resuming his kisses on her neck.

She was too shocked to truly enjoy this. She moaned as he started kissing down her chest.

"I..I must be dead then." She whispered.
Johnny looked up at her. His hands squeezed her bottom."Babe you're not dead."

Amy frowned,"Then how the hell is this possible?"

The Asian man chuckled,"How the hell is it possible for you not to enjoy this?"

Her blue eyes met his black ones."I am." She splayed her hands on his broad wet chest."I-I'm just trying to understand."

Johnny ran his fingers through her blond wet hair."It's simple babe.I'm not dead."

Amy gasped as she sat up. Her chest heaving. She looked around. She was still in her bed. Not taking a shower,But the most important missing thing? Johnny was no where to be seen. Amy groaned as she fell back into bed.

"It was just a fucking dream."

A/N okay! my first SR fan fic! I've always loved Johnny Gat. So naturally my character fell for him too. Now I don't know how long this story will be.I still need to plan that out. But I hope you enjoy reading this.

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