**I don't know own saints row**

The Boss exited the simulation and stepped out of slot, she looked over at Kinzie.

"You ok there Boss?" Their eyes briefly met

"Of course, just tired, amazing how that place makes me so damn tired, it's like its real." The Boss stretched her sore muscles.

"Your mind things it's real" She replied typing away at the keyboard.

"Like the Matrix?" The Boss smirked

"It IS the Matrix" Kinzie smiled broadly.

"So why don't we call it that?"

"Copyright laws" Kinzie tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"But Earth's gone, who is going to sue us?" Boss pressed on

"Still, I'd like to stay true to Earth' She trailed off

"Night Kinzie" She left shaking her head at the geek.

"Night Boss" Already back into her computer world.

The Boss walked out of the Simulation room and walked over the bridge.

"Hey Boss you talk to Johnny yet" Shaundi said, legs swinging off the bridge.

"No, Why?" She turned to her

"Boss, come on, there is never going to be a better time." Shaundi said looking into her Boss's eyes.

"Time for what?" Boss stared at her.

"To tell him, tell him the truth." She answered with a knowing smile.

The Boss hated how well Shaundi understood her, they couldn't help but bond deeply over Johnny's "death", without Johnny there to take Shaundi under his wing and play the big brother, it was a roll the Boss took up herself and ended up having one hell of a lieutenant and a very good friend. Shaundi had an eerier way of knowing what the Boss was thinking at any given moment or at least what she really wanted to think about. The Boss joked once that Shaundi was the sister she'd had wished for as a kid. With Shaundi around she didn't feel too out of control or lost. Although the only person that could make her feel whole and alive, was sitting down stairs.

"What the hell could I say after all this time? It's too late." The Boss crossed her arms, getting defensive.

"Not to him, for all Johnny knows he was kidnapped yesterday, Boss, just tell him." Shaundi sighed heavily.

The boss sucked her teeth and walked off. "what the fuck do I say? Hi Johnny, I been in love with you for years but I didn't know that until you died….God I'm fucking retarded, besides why the hell would he want me, I'm not Aisha, I'll never be her, Fuck I am more a guy than a chick…." She fought this in her head, walking down to the gallery, not really looking for Johnny but hoping just to see his face for a moment.

As she passed a row of crates and hand suddenly grabbed her arm and turned her around.

As a reflex she turned to punch her attacked only to have her fist caught in another hand.

"Whoa, you got strong" Johnny smirked.

"Yeah, well I learned from the best" She smirked back and jerk her hand away.

"Yeah, but you still throw your shoulder too much" He let go of her arm and lend back against the wall and started cleaning his nails with his knife, just being pure Johnny.

There was a long pause.

The Boss stared at the man she had missed for so many years, her heart began to race, she shook a bit, tell herself, it was just the chill of the ship or that she was tired. "Tell him, tell him, you coward, he is right here, TELL HIM" her brain screamed but her lips refused to move.

Johnny looked up at her.

She instantly wished he didn't wear those damn glasses all the time, she couldn't read his eyes.

Johnny frowned. "Hey Boss are you-"

"Just shut up, I have to tell you something. For years I thought you were dead, and I blamed myself for it. When you were gone, there was a hole in my life that I tried to fill with anything I could. Partying, sex, revenge... Sometimes a weird combination of the three."

Johnny chuckled and crossed his arms.

"But nothing worked; nothing ever made me feel ALIVE like you did. And I always thought that maybe it was 'cause I was just depressed, but seeing you now makes me realize how much I need you. I know I'm not Aisha, and I'm not trying to be, but if-" She started to lose her nerve.

Suddenly she was pulled toward into Johnny arms; he quickly claimed her lips with his. She responded and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and pressed firm against him.

Johnny moaned softly and licked at her bottom lip demanding to be let in. She happily complied.

Too soon the need for oxygen won. They parted breathing hard.

"Did you really mean that?" Johnny asked in a husky voice.

"Would I lie to you?" She smiled softly.

He returned the smile with a small laugh.

"Come with me" She said taking his hand in hers.

She led him to one of the side rooms; she had fashion what could been a queen size bed on the floor.

"It's nothing like the Crib but-"She was silenced by his lips again.

She kissed back with the same fervor as before.

Her mind was spinning. There he was, kissing her; those were his hands on her hips pulling her closer to his body. His real body. He was as solid as stone.

His lips trailed down her neck, sucking at a tender area near her jugular, her heart raced under his lips. He chuckled.

"Are you sure you want this?" He pulled away and cupped her face, brushing her lips with his thumb. He had a tensing smile.

She reached up and started to remove his glasses, pausing, waiting for his permission.

He sighed softly as she pulled them off and tossed them on the nearby chair.

Johnny had a good reason to cover his eyes. They were a piecing purple.

She smiled and laughed a bit "You were born to be a saint Johnny."

He didn't smile back but he pulled her hard against him kissing her again.

He pulled them both onto the padding, he hovered over her claiming her skin, his lips burned her skin, sending shivers through her body, and she couldn't help but moan softly and cling to him.

He unzipped her suit and pulled her up to push it off her shoulders, his eyes studied her body. Of course she didn't have a bra; no one on the ship had anything on under those damn grey suits.

She filled exposed under his gaze.

"You're Beautiful Boss" He smirked.

"Shut the fuck up" She looked away blushing.

Johnny grinned and lend in kissing her neck, sucking leaving his mark on her.

"Tell me your real name" He whispered kissing down her chest, pressing her to lie down.

"Why?" She tried not to moan.

"I wanna know" He said easily, he nipped at her hardening nipple while cupping the other breast.

"It's part of my mystery, Johnny." She teased; two could play at this game. She sat up and pushed Johnny over straddled his hips and claimed his lips as her own; she nibbled on his bottom lip, winning a soft moan from him.

She unzipped his suit, to which he quickly shrugged out off. "I hate this damn suit" He complained lightly.

She laughed a bit knowing Johnny was picky about his clothes and hair.

"Prissy" She teased and kissed him again, trailing her hand over his chest, overjoyed to be touching his body, he hadn't lost anything while being held by Zinyak, He wiggled when she ghosted over his abs.

"Ticklish?" She gave him a devilish look.

"Don't you dare" He warned.

She touched his abs slower, causing him to try to wiggle away.

He pulled her hard against his bare chest and kissed her hard, he grounded his hips into her center.

She moaned softly.

"How long has it been since you-"He started to ask kissing her neck again.

"Too fucking long" She gripped his shoulders.

'Let me fix that" He turned them so he was on top of her and kissed down her body again, lower and lower.

He tugged off the suit, leaving her bare before him.

He smiled at the sight before him and continued kissing down her flat stomach, she had abs too, not like his 6 pack, but it suited her.

She trembled with anticipation.

He grinned to himself; he was starting to love this power of his Boss.

"Tell me your name" He said kissing dangerously close to her core.

"No" she breathed out.

He about growled at her, he parted her legs and kissed her inner thighs, nipping at the sensitive skin there.

"Tell me" He hot breath dance across her skin, giving her goose bumps.

She made a half moan-half no groan.

He kissed even closer and licked the soft skin of her center.

She bucked her hips; He held her down and repeated his action.

She let out a breathless moan.

He nestled in deeper, finally kissing and licking the very core of her.

She let out a loud moan; she quickly bit on her knuckle to suppress her moans.

Johnny looked up and pinned her wrist to the bedding.

"Don't hold back, I wanna hear you scream for me" He said in such a lust laced voice.

Their eyes meant in an intense crash.

Johnny lowered his head again and continued his work. He tried kissing, licking, nibbling, and even biting. Each one winning ego boost moans from the woman below him.

She did scream out his name with his inserted a finger deep into her.

He moved his finger inside and thrust in and out of her; he trailed his lips back up her body and kissed her lips softly.

She tasted her sex on his tongue. She moaned out his name.

"Tell me your name" He added another finger.

She turned her head away , which left her neck open for attack, he pressed his weight against her, kissing her neck, finding that spot that made her jerk under him.

He added yet another finger and thrust harder, she moaned his name louder.

"No that's my name" He teased her; he could feel her shaking under him.

"Fuck, I'm so close" She panted out.

"Tell me" He said almost as an order.

His thumb brushed over her clitoris. She jerked and dug her nails into his arms.

She looked a dangerous mix of pissed and lusting.

He just smiled at her. "Just tell me"

He repeated the action; he could feel her walls quivered around his finger, signaling she indeed was close.

She arched and dug her nails deeper into the thick muscle of his bicep.

"Emily" She breathed out in a very faint whisper.

Johnny pressed on her clit hard, her walls collapsed around his fingers greedily.

She moaned out his name again and gripped on to him as he drew out her orgasm.

They were still for several moments. He removed his fingers from her oversensitive sex and held her in his arms, nuzzling her neck, placing small but seemly sweet kisses.

He just breathed her in as she lay there, waiting for her world to stop spinning.

"Hello Emily" He whispered.

She looked at him hard.

"It suits you." He nuzzled her again.

"Don't tell the others, or call me that in front of them" She warned.

"Why?" He looked at her seriously

"Make me sound inferior, like a weak woman" She met his eyes.

Johnny understood that logic. She tries so hard to be a tough, hard-ass boss, hard for a man to do this job, must be even harder for a woman.

"Well lucky for me you are a woman, or this would be a very awkward situation." He smirked.

She gave him a look.

"Don't worry Boss, your secrets safe with me" He said seriously even with his killer smirk.

She sighed happily. "Thanks Johnny"

"You want more?" He asked kissing her neck again.

"Fuck yes"

Johnny laughed and stood up.

She instantly when onto her knees and gripped the bottom of his suit and pulled it down.

She was taken aback for a moment at his size.

He grinned wildly. "Told you I had an 8 inch cock"

"Yeah when you're soft, this is like 10"

"That an issue?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Fuck no" she took him onto her hand and pumped him lightly.

He gasped and closed his eyes. Now his head was spinning, no one had touched him, no one since Aisha.

She dragged her thumb over the head, she slowly licked and swirled her tongue over it.

Without warning he pulled away and pinned her down at super human speed.

"What the hell?" She glared at him.

"Can't wait anymore" He about growled.

"Impatient are we?" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"I've been locked in a fucking tube for 8 years."

"You poor baby" She teased with a coy smile.

He shifted his hips so he was between her legs.

Their eyes met as he slowly pushed into her. She gripped his shoulders and moaned softly in his ear.

He held his breath and let her adjust to him.

She didn't need long and she started to shift her hips, starting their rhythm to which Johnny happily took over.

Each thrust was deeper and harder, their moans colliding.

There were almost incoherent words between the two friends.

"God I fucking missed you" He almost whimpered out.

"I missed you too" She pulled him into a powerful kiss that told him just how much.

He thrust harder, her nails dug and drew down his back leaving red trail. He shivered and gripped her hips shifting them for an even deeper angle.

"Fuck Emily, I'm so close" He whispered against her lips.

She didn't expect to love her name on his lips; it was driving her to the edge again.

She drug her nails over his lower back.

He thrust harder and faster feeling his peak coming like a freight train.

"Look at me" He whispered.

Her shining blue eyes met his striking purple as they fell over the edge, their worlds exploded and spun.

All that was left was their names being whispered as they fell.

Unsure of how long they laid there in each other's, they finally came back to reality.

He was nuzzled against her chest, holding her tightly as if she would be taken at any moment.

She breathed in deep, smelling the sweet smell of him and her mixed together. She felt something she hadn't feel in years.

Safe.

He shifted first, pulling out of her and lay on his back, arm draped over his eye, breathing deep.

She lay on her side and studied his body, she propped up on her elbow.

He had not changed one bit, not that she could see.

She had no clue what to do now, normally she'd kick the guy out of her room, she was not one for pillow talking or cuddling, but this was not just some punk she picked off the streets or one of lower, newly canonized saints. This was Johnny Gat, her best friend.

He seemed asleep and she gently touched his chest again, just to feel that raw power of his muscles and know he was in fact real.

He suddenly took her hand in his when she ghosted over that scar on his side.

She instantly regretted touching it.

He wasn't asleep after all; he was just letting her touch him.

He saw the pang of guilt in her eyes. He sat up.

"Don't go there." He cupped her face, kissed her softly, resting his forehead on hers.

"Johnny-"She started but he spoke first.

"You really meant what you said right?" He asked in a too serious tone.

"Of course I did." She answered sternly.

"You beat me to it then." He smirked.

"What do you mean?" She asked with a bemused look.

"You're not the only one that has a secret, this is not a one night for me, I've wanted to tell you so many times, but shit keep coming up and motherfuckers had to be put in the ground, I knew the Saints came first and I was cool with it but then I-"

"Died" She finished for him.

He smirked "I never died"

"You did to us, to me" She shivered in his arms, he held her tighter.

"You're going to have to forgive me for that then" He said in a tight voice.

She looked up at him nodded. "Always Johnny"

He gave her his classic Johnny smirked and lay back down, pulling her to half lay on his chest and the padding.

"Go to sleep Johnny, don't think I haven't seen you, you haven't slept much since we got you out." She snuggled against him as she pulled up one of the blankets to cover them.

"Been sleeping too long" He muttered and closed his eyes.

"Just sleep"

Within moments they both fell into a deep slumber.

She could never be sure but she could have sworn she heard Johnny say something before she fell asleep.

"Goodnight Emily"

**This and the following two chapters are being tweaked a little, I will try not to do this with each chapter but if there is a change I will let you know in the summary as I have now, if there is no note Revise then I have no changed anything. I hope you like the changes***