A/N: Ok, little tiny bit of smut that literally lasts a sentence up ahead, so don't like don't read, I'll put a summary at the start of chapter 9.


"So I was being a bit optimistic when I said they'd be gone in 2 weeks" Hayley moaned as she drove her and her 4 favourite lieutenants towards the airport.

"A bit optimistic? A bit optimistic? We are pushed back to one fucking hood and you think you were being a 'bit' optimistic?" Viola screamed from the back seat, getting an annoyed glance from everyone except who her comment was aimed at.

"Viola, calm down" Hayley spoke, concentrating on getting to the aircraft hanger so, if (and under current circumstances, when) all else fails, they can jump on a plane and leave for Stilwater, which every other saints seemed to protest against as the rival gang had already taken over the other city, so it was essentially a death trap.

"Look, Boss, she has a point" Shaundi was the last person anyone expected to side with Viola, after the whole Johnny thing

"Like fuck she does!" Pierce yelled and within 10 seconds, even Gat was involved in an all out argument between the lieutenants. Even when Hayley almost severed her vocal chords trying to get them to shut up they kept going. Hayley had seriously had enough, so she turned up the stereo to drown out the noise.

"I get off on you getTING OFF ON ME"

"Boss, will you turn that shit off!" Gat yelled over the Halestorm track that was now loud enough to make everyone deaf in the car. Hayley shot Gat a strange look he hadn't ever seen other than when he had fucked her, before she changed the track to the next one on the cd.

"IT WAS YOU AND ME. AND ONE-"

"TURN IT OFF!" Shaundi, Pierce, Viola and Gat all shouted in unison. Hayley was the only saint she knew who actually liked this band, and everyone else seemed to hate them.

Upon arriving in the hanger and discovering a majority of the other saints had made it there, the 5 of them decided where they were going to settle down. The hanger was reasonably sized, big enough to house 37 saints.

Shaundi and Pierce slept near each other for some strange reason, and Viola slept close to Kinzie who was next to Oleg. Josh? He was made to sleep outside by majority vote, 36:1. Gat, however, had chose to sleep in the plane with Hayley, even though she wanted personal space.

The boss stared at the ceiling of the plane, wanting to avoid any interaction with her one time lover, but to no avail.

"Why are you so awkward about it? It was just sex." Hayley wanted to smack Johnny for how casual he made that sound. So both of them had had a hell of a lot of casual sex in their respective lifetimes, but never with each other! Hayley sure as hell never had feelings for anyone she'd let bone her except Ben, but the moment she did the deed with Johnny, she regretted ever doing such a thing. Hayley knew she'd spent to long thinking of an answer that didn't sound neither stupid or like it had just came from a teenagers mouth because Gat had now turned away, but she still felt obliged to saw something.

"I..I like that DiAngelo kid..." [and where the fuck did that come from]

"Great, so you met a guy and now the fucking is awkward"

"I didn't mean it like that..." She really didn't, she meant it as a way to stop Johnny from being persistent about it, even if he usually wasn't.

Somehow, after a few awkward moments, some silent some not so, Hayley was on top of Gat, halfway to cumming and fully ignorant to how much this contradicted her previous comments.

After they finished, Hayley went back to her spot on the plane and even though it had just happened and she was still basking in the blissful afterglow, was trying to forget about it and concentrate on more pressing matters.

Not only had she been fucked, the saints were metaphorically fucked too.


A/N: Is it weird I'm 15 and don't feel bad for writing that? Reviews appreciated