One

Is it just me, or has it seemed the since I woke up from that coma that every gang in the country has it out for me?

As I grab a few strays clothes from the penthouse and stare at my vast selection of guns, pondering which one would fit into my suitcase...or rather how many I could fit.

...Well, I can always go nude, wouldn't be the first time if I really want to take all these guns.

As I begin the game of tetris, I hear the click of boots along the floor, along side the faint voice shouting at one another from behind the wall. Placing one of the larger items into the small space, I let out a brief sigh as the door swings open to reveal two somewhat distracted Saints.

"I think you need to calm down...you're way too on edge." Pierce squeaked to a very impressed Shaundi, and with a shake of my hand and silent laugh I go back to picking guns.

"Calm down? I want a plan on what we're going to do to these-" Shaundi begins, her voice face-paced and harsh, but she seems to pause suddenly. I look at the guns confused at the silence, before confusingly looking up to the two of them. "What are you doing?" She adds, looking to the luggage.

"Packing...the hell does it look like?" I reply with sarcastic exaggeration, crossing my arms as they stare disapprovingly at me.

"Why are you packing? We've just entered a war zone..." She growls, hands on hips as she gawks at me.

"I'm coming back, it's not like I'm abandoning you all forever." I say, dropping another gun into the bag. "And it's not like I'm giving up either."

"Then what are you doing?" She hisses, and I drop another gun in, giving up on the idea of packing neatly.

"Leaving town for a few days. Deal with some outside business." I explain, though neither of them seemed very impressed.

"Leaving town?" Pierce intervenes, just as confused as Shaundi looked.

"Yes, that's what I just said."

"I heard, but can you give us more than that?" He asked, unimpressed at my response, as I finish dumping in my favourite weapons and zipping up the bag.

"I can." I begin, patting the lid of the bag and looking up at them with a faint smile. "Don't call unless it's an actual emergency you can't handle and desperately need me to come back."

"Well given the situation-" He started, before I raised a hand.

"This isn't the first time we've handled more than one gang. I think you'll be able to manage without me for a few days. Besides it might pre-occupy them in wondering where I've gone."

"I don't know if this is a good idea Boss?"

"Bit late for that Pierce, kind of already sorted everything, so..." I say, grabbing the bag and making my out in the central room to where Oleg was sitting.

"Leaving?" Oleg asked, and I turned my head as Pierce and Shandi followed me out.

"You'll all be fine, don't worry. I don't think you guys need me to babysit you all." I say, heading to the elevator to get down to the garage.

"But what if we can't get you on the phone? Or we need to see you personally? Where can we find you?" Shaundi pesters, holding open the elevator doors, and with a sigh I look her in the eye.

"Stilwater." I reply, flicking her hands off the doors allowing them to close on her confused face. It's better she doesn't know what I'm up to...something tells me she won't like it.