After the fight with the Zin who had attacked the ship it turned out that Keith David had sold the Saints out to Zinyak and tried to make it look as if Matt and Asha had done it.

"I'm going to kill him. I am literally going to kill him. When I see him I am going to break his neck and plant three shots in him. One in his head, one in his heart and one in his dick." Marissa was pissed. She trusted this man to be vice president and just like that he turned his back on them and sold them out. "Boss that might not be the best idea." Matt said. He was worried to speak up seeing as the last time he gave his opinion he was repeatedly punched. Marissa just looked at him. "What do you mean by that Miller?" She was trying not too hit him this time but was finding it difficult.

Matt typed in codes onto a nearby computer that Marissa didn't understand. "I've tracked Keith down in the simulation. If you go and interrogate him then maybe he will give you the information to find Kinzie. Then you can kill him." Marissa looked at Matt and gave him a pat on the back.

"Good job Matt. Looks like I won't have to hurt you after all. So where is Keith?" Matt showed her where he was in the simulation and programmed it into her GPS so that she could find it easily.

As soon as Marissa was in the simulation she was running for the town hall where Keith was giving a bull crap speech. Marissa confronted him which then led to a fight with the Zin being called in. Once Marissa had fought the Zin trying to kill her she followed Keith through the building only to be caught in a trap. She should have known better then too fall for a trap so obvious. The Zin began to beat the crap out of Marissa, kicking her every time she tried to stand up. "Keith...please." She begged him. He looked at her and grabbed the gun from the Zin closest to him. "I know where they're keeping Kinzie." Keith tried to get Marissa out of the building but Zinyak soon appeared. Before they knew it they were both transferred to another simulation, this time however it was Keith's nightmare.

After helping Keith battle his demons (and kicking him in the nuts for betraying the Saints) he joined the Saints again and gave Marissa the information she needed to rescue Kinzie. It didn't make any sense to her but she knew that Matt would be able to figure it out. She soon returned to the ship and passed the data onto Matt.

Marissa was exhausted after this. She hadn't slept in a while and was now worrying about finding Kinzie. She walked to the back of the ship where Matt's sofa was and collapsed with exhaustion onto it. She had her eyes closed for only a few moments before she heard the doors open. "Whoever it is coming into this room, FUCK OFF!" The response that followed this outburst was not one that she thought she would receive. Instead of someone exiting the room she heard a man laughing.

"Did someone miss nap time by any chance?" Johnny asked her as he walked over to sit on the sofa with her. Marissa was lying on the sofa and was not willing to give it up. Instead Johnny just looked at her, lifted her legs up and sat down placing her legs on his lap. "Johnny no offense but what do you want? I'm so tired right now that I just want five minutes to myself is that too much to ask?" Johnny started to get comfortable on the sofa with her, determined that he wasn't leaving.

"I just wanted to check on you that's all. You know, make sure that you're not actually a Zin in disguise or anything." Marissa opened her eyes to look at Johnny with a look saying 'really?'. Johnny looked right at her and smirked. "Alright so I was also curious about some stuff, sue me." Marissa knew she wasn't going to get a break or fit in a nap so she sat up. "Fine. What is it you wanted to know?"

She noticed that she still had her legs on Johnny's lap and instead of him pushing them off when she moved he had instead rested his arms over them almost trapping them so that she couldn't run away. "So I noticed in the simulation that you had a new tattoo. What's it for?" Johnny noticed how defensive Marissa had gotten with this question. "Crap you saw it? I thought those jeans covered it." Johnny could see she was trying to avoid answering. She began circling the question but he stopped her. "'Rissa, what is the damn tattoo of?"

Marissa let out a sigh. She knew that she couldn't avoid the question. If she didn't answer him now he would just keep asking again and again. "When we thought you died in that plane I went and got a new tattoo as a tribute to you alright. I swear to god if you take the piss out of me for it I will shoot you in your other leg." Marissa wouldn't make eye contact with Johnny. She felt embarrassed about the tattoo now that she told him. At the time she thought it was a good idea as most of her other tattoos were for other people she had lost like Carlos but when she got this one for Johnny it felt different. Like it had a stronger meaning behind it.

Johnny tried to get her attention again but she refused to look at him. He decided that he would make her look at him and grabbed her head and turned it so that she had to look at him. "Hey listen to me. I won't take the piss out of it. I think it's cool that you did that. Can I see it?" Marissa would have shown him but the space suits were a pain to put on and take off but also the tattoo was lower then she felt comfortable showing Johnny. He understood this and let the subject go. There was something else on his mind though. "Marissa there is something else I gotta ask you. When we were running to the helicopter and you snapped at me what was that about?"

Again Marissa didn't want to answer this question. It was a mixture of being tired and not wanting to open up to anyone. She had always been very closed off until lately when she had told Johnny a lot of personal information. Before she could answer him she was saved by Matt. He had managed to crack the information on where Kinzie was. "You're not going to like it Boss." Marissa just stared at Matt. He was starting to feel uncomfortable under her gaze. Johnny then spoke up. "Uh Matt. If I were you I would tell her before she turns you into stone. She has a habit of doing that to guys who look at her for too long." Marissa kicked him a few inches away from his manhood as a warning.

"Well...I've tracked her location to another location...she's back in your simulation actually...in 1950." Marissa rolled her head backwards.

"Shit not again!"