Caleb drops Skye off at the Saints HQ saying that he needed to go run a few 'errands'. Skye knew those errands were probably drug deals but she didn't feel like asking any further about it. The whole ride down to the HQ she was thinking of reasons why Shaundi wouldn't pick up her phone. Normally, she wouldn't give a flying fuck whether or not someone picked up their phone or not but Shaundi was her top lieutenant and she expected her to always be ready when the time came. She was thinking of all the things she would say to her when she got the chance, from insults to lectures about keeping the phone on hand. Slamming the PH button on the elevator, she leans back on the elevator railing and closes her eyes. 'What I need to do is stop causing pointless gunfights and actually do something productive and positive for the Saints'. Skye hated relying on people to save her ass in desperate situations especially when those situations could've been easily prevented. Still thinking of what she could do that's productive, Skye walks out of the elevator and sees Shaundi sitting on the black leather couch in the middle of the HQ. Other saints were also hanging around but Shaundi seemed to be sitting alone reading some sort of magazine. Skye walks over to the couch and plops down on it diagonally from Shaundi. Without even looking up, Shaundi sighs and says, "Shane, for the last time, I'm not going to give you a lap dance, strip, or put my hand in your pocket so fuck off."

"Awh, I was looking forward to the lap dance," Skye replies.

Startled, Shaundi almost drops her magazine and looks up to see the boss giving her a smirk. "Oh, sorry boss… I thought you were some other asshole who's been harassing me all afternoon."

"Oh so I'm an asshole now?" Skye asks with raised eyebrows.

"No, no… it's a long story."

"And what do you mean by putting your hand in someone's pocket?"

"Again, long story"

Skye laughs and sits back in the couch. "Soo… what've you been up to all day."

Shaundi shrugs and replies, "Nothing… it's actually been kinda quiet today."

Skye almost couldn't believe her ears. "So you haven't been doing anything all day?"

"Not really"

Skye sighs loudly and sits forward on the couch. "Shaundi, I called you an hour ago needing your help in a gunfight I got into with a group of luchadores."

"Fuck," mumbles Shaundi under her breath and pulls out her phone. "My phone's been acting up lately, not picking up incoming calls and shit like that." Shaundi shakes her head and looks up at Skye. "I'll make it up to you, though"

"Good thing you said that… I actually need you all day tomorrow. I plan on spending the day going around and wiping out any gang operations I come across and I need as much reliable backup as possible. I already know Caleb will be accompanying me, so far, but I haven't asked anyone else yet."

"Gang operations? Since when did you start caring about those? You usually have one of the others go out and do that for you," Shaundi says.

"Well I want something better to do than going around and doing crotch shots on other gang members. I mean, look where it landed me today."

Shaundi leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs. "So how did you end up escaping?"

"Well I managed to call Caleb… and then Josh-"

Shaundi snorts, "Hah! You called in Birk and he came? That's news for me. I never thought he would have the nerve."

Skye smiles and responds, "Well it did take some convincing… I maybe, probably, told him that you were expecting him…"

Shaundi's eyes went wide. "WHAT? Boss, are you fucking crazy. That little piece of shit takes everything and turns it around and you know it-"

"Shaundi, relax. He already knows that it wasn't true and that I only said it to get him there. Sheesh, a bit touchy on the subject, aren't we?"

"Boss, you have no idea… he even sends me signed head-shots of himself and has them left on my door step," replies Shaundi, shaking her head. "I really wouldn't be surprised if he put a camera in my bedroom, too."

Skye laughs and leans forward. "Well for being the obsessive 'piece of shit', as you call him, he's not bad with a gun. Definitely improved since the bank heist."

"Couldn't have gotten any worst," scoffs Shaundi.

Skye then looks up at the ceiling, as if considering something.

Shaundi continues talking, "I mean, the guy starts freaking out if he thinks he sees a blemish on his face. If anything, he's probably more of a bitch than Pierce…" Shaundi looks over at Skye and sees her thinking about something. "Boss?"

"Mhmm?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, just about how you, Josh, Caleb, and I could handle those gang operations tomorrow."

Shaundi nearly knocks over a nearby table as she springs up from the couch. "No, no, no, no, no… Fuck no. That asshole is NOT coming with us." She starts walking towards the bar.

"Oh come on Shaundi, he's not THAT bad. Caleb and I are going to be there too so I'll make sure he doesn't try anything." Skye laughs to herself over the last part. 'As if anything will stop him'.

Shaundi goes around the bar then pulls out a large bottle of Saints' brand vodka and pours into a small glass. Still giving Skye an angry look, she gulps it all down in one shot. Her eyes slowly close as she tries to steady her breathing. Skye watches with little sympathy as she sits on a stool on the other side of the bar. As Shaundi pours herself another shot, Skye looks over at a nearby tv showing the news. Seeing that Monica Hughes was talking, she mumbles "fuck you, Monica" and turns the channel to an episode of Nyte Blayde. Skye glances off to her side and catches Shaundi look up at the tv. Skye smirks to herself. 'Say what you want, Shaundi, but I know it's not that bad' Then, the elevator chimes and opens revealing Caleb with a brown paper bag in his hand.

"Caleb!" Now that she's had the chance to calm down after the whole ordeal, Skye was actually excited to see him. She runs up to him and jumps into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him multiple times on the lips. In return, he grabs her ass and carries her over to the couch. With her arms still wrapped around his neck, he lays her down on it and hovers over her as he kisses her back. Shaundi ignores the couple as she gulps down her third shot and slams the glass down on the bar surface.

"Oi, mami, what made you so happy all of a sudden?" Caleb asks after breaking their kiss.

Skye giggles and grabs his bicep. "I dunno… I just got a chance to calm down and relax. I actually came up with an idea for tomorrow."

Still hovering over her, Caleb raises his eyebrow and says, "Oh really? Does it involve me?"

Skye smiles and replies, "Yes, it involves you… and Shaundi, and Josh." As she mentions Josh she could hear Shaundi groan from behind the bar. Skye rolls her eyes and gives Caleb one last kiss before getting up from the couch.

Caleb leans back on the couch and throws his paper bag on the coffee table in front of him. "So, what's this brilliant idea that you have?" He asks as he props up his feet on the table.

"I was thinking of going around the city and taking down a few gang operations. I mean, it may not seem like much but at least we'll be able to acquire some new supplies for the gang."

Caleb's face brightened. "Oh yeahhh. Half of 'em are drug-related. Wouldn't be bad to get a few extra joints up in here."

"I was thinking more along the lines of money and weapons but I guess drugs wouldn't hurt… We could sell them on the side."

"Sell them on the side? The fuck… babe, I'm talking about us using it. Not giving it away to some druggies who have nutin better to spend their money on."

Skye looks at Caleb with uncertainty and says, " Uhh, I actually think it's time for you to start cutting back on that stuff."

Caleb snorts. "What are you talking about? I don't do it that much, maybe on the occasional weekend…"

"Oh really? Then what's in the bag?" Skye asks, motioning towards the brown paper bag Caleb brought back with him.

"Yo, what's your problem? You a cop or sumtin? You don't need to sit there and fucking question me about what I do." Caleb jumps up off the couch and grabs the brown paper bag.

Skye gets up from the couch and gets in Caleb's face and while poking him in the chest she says, "What's your problem? You always get so sensitive when it comes to you and your drugs. All I did was imply that you need to lay off it. It isn't like im clean either… I have the occasional smoke here nd there, but I always catch you getting shitfaced with some other people ."

"Ahh, screw this, I don't need this shit from you," Caleb says as he walks back to the elevator. Skye follows him into the elevator and slams the button to close the doors. While this goes on, Shaundi is still pouring herself more drinks, barely being able to stand at this point. Before the elevator doors fully close, Skye says, "Be ready at around eleven tomorrow morning. We could all meet here and go on from there." Shaundi lazily waves her hand, barely aknowledging what Skye had just told her.

As soon as the elevator doors close, Skye hits the emergency stop button and turns to Caleb. She crosses her arms and says, "Ok, I've never seen you like this before and I don't want to experience it again, so tell me why your acting this way… it's seriously pissing me off."

Caleb is now a bit freaked now that the elevator has stopped. "You crazy bitch, why the hell would you do that? If you really want to know why acted that way, it's because I don't appreciate being judged, that's all. I'm sorry, but that's just the way I am."

All Skye wants to do know is punch Caleb right in the forehead at this point. 'Or will the throat hurt more' she wonders. "What the fuck made you think I was judging you? You're just being paranoid about the whole fucking thing."

Caleb shakes his head and replies, "Know what, forget about it." He then walks up to her and starts kissing her. Skye, taken aback, breaks the kiss. "What the hell do you think your doing?" She asks angrily.

Caleb responds, "I said forget about it," and he starts kissing her down her neck, pressing her against the elevator wall. Skye holds on to the railings on the wall and gasps as he starts alternating between kisses and small licks along her neck. His hand then moves to the opening of her shirt and moves along from her breast to her side. As he does this, Skye grabs on to his bicep and whispers into his ear, "don't think I've forgotten about you calling me a crazy bitch." She could feel him smiling as he continued. She rests her leg up on his waist and he grabs her upper thigh to support it there. Just then, the elevator doors open and there stands Pierce with wide eyes. Skye is the first one to notice him and she beguns pushing Caleb away but he refuses, still sucking on her neck. "Goddamnit Caleb, Stop!" He looks up at her first and then turns his head to see Pierce who's mouth is halfway open, about to say something.

"Oh… Uhh…" Caleb begins.

Skye steps out of the elevator and puts a hand on Pierce's shoulder. "You didn't see anything." She says while looking at him intensely.

"I really don't know what your talking about," Pierce responds.

Skye smiles and nods. "Good. C'mon Caleb"

Caleb gets out of the elevator and nods towards Pierce before following Skye into the car garage.

Skye then stops in her tracks and turns around. "Oh yeah, and Pierce?"

"Yeah?"

"When you get up there , Shaundi may be a bit drunk…"

"What? The last time she was drunk she almost shot me in the-" Pierce was cut off by the elevator doors closing in front of him.

Caleb wraps an arm around Skye's waist. "Well, that was kinda awkward… but at least we'll be able to finish what we started." He pulls out a set of keys from his jeans pocket and jingles them. "I got the truck with me today," he says with a grin.

Skye rolls her eyes. "Oh how romantic," she says sarcasticly.

Caleb glances at her and then replies, "Since when did you care about romance? We were about to get it on in the fucking elevator for christ's sake… And it wouldv'e happened if we weren't interrupted."

"Well I'm sorry, but I guess I must've turned off the emergency stop by accident," Skye says.

"Pierce is about to get two surprises today, then. One being us and the other a drunk Shaundi." Says Caleb with a smirk. "I've never really seen her drunk before and I'm guessing that it doesn't happen very often."

"Yeah," scoffs Skye. "She can really handle her liquor… but you try gulping down a half a dozen shots all within a couple minutes and see how sober you are then."

Caleb laughs as he unlocks his truck and climbs in with Skye in the passenger seat. He turns on the ignition and puts on the Kabron radio station before turning around in his seat to face Skye. She was looking straight ahead, ignoring him. Caleb then goes ahead and starts to lean toward Skye with the intentions to finsh what they started in the elevator. Before he gets close Skye holds up a hand.

"What the hell do you think your doing?"

"Uhh, trying to fuck my girl in a Hummer truck."

"Pfft, you're not going to do shit. Now, take me back to my place, please." Skye replies with a smile playing on her lips.

Caleb, still leaned into Skye, now has a questioning look on his face.

"The next time you call me crazy or bitch or both… I'll cut off your dick and feed it to a pack of dogs." Skye says.

Still not saying anything, Caleb turns back around and puts the gear into drive, pulling out of the car garage. Skye continues to smile to herself the whole ride to her apartment. Once they reach there, Caleb mumbles a good-bye. Feeling a little bad, Skye pecks him on his cheek and jumps out the vehicle. Once she reaches the sidewalk, Caleb speeds off down the street, nearly running over a fat prostitute.

Skye opens the door to her apartment and throws herself down on the royal purple couch. She turns on the television but her mind wanders to something other than Professor Genki. She has a feeling that the next day will bring many surprises and excitement, the type that'll be better than hitting luchadores in the crotch with pistols.