A/N: Set during the cut scene after Aisha's sister is rescued, and she sees Johnny for the first time in a long time. Enjoy and review please.

Old Friends


"God, you haven't changed at all, have you?" Aisha inquired once she walked into the church for the first time in a long time. She was face to face with Johnny Gat, a man she hadn't seen in years. But he was still the same snarky asshole that she remembered, hell, his appearance hadn't even been altered that much. And god, what was up with that damn hair?

Johnny scoffed, "Not all of us have a couple million dollars to make changes."

Now she recalled why they hadn't spoken in so long. It was because he always acted like this. "It's always the same shit with you..." She trailed off.

"Oh, here we go again!" Gat retorted.

"What did you want me to?" She questioned. "Expect me not to take my shot?" She asked. When she was offered a record deal from the vice king's label, she couldn't refuse. This was her chance to make it big time, to make her dreams come true. So hell yeah she was going to sign that contract, regardless of what Johnny wanted her to or not. It was her life, her choices, her decisions, however, that all seemed silly to her now that she was yearning to get out of the contract.

"No." Johnny rebutted. "I expected you to remember where you came from."

That was a low blow, and Aisha couldn't help what came out of her mouth next. "Oh fuck you Johnny!"

"Fuck me?" He questioned. "Fuck you! You're the one who ran off to be famous. The only time you remember who the hell we are is when you want something."

"My sister was kidnapped!"

"And I brought her back, didn't I?" Johnny asked.

Aisha shook her head, "No, he did." She pointed back at the newest member of the saints.

"Bullshit, I told him to do it!" Gat argued.

"Look, if you're gonna help me, help me, but if not, don't hold it over my head." She said simply.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Fine." She sat down in front of him, hardly believing that they were arguing like this already. Shit, it was the first time they had seen each other in a long time and they were already screaming and cussing at each other. Maybe it was best that they were separated for so long. But Aisha knew better. She knew that Johnny didn't really mean anything that he said. He spoke with anger most of the time, and no thought, and that was probably what he was doing now.

They worked out a plan to destroy the record label's building. "Johnny, I really appreciate your help."

He waived it off, "Whatever, I was gonna blow that place up anyway."