"You just can't control it." Sam says to herself as the memory of Deck fades. She looks right at Carly, who was singing to Jason and smiled to herself. 'And she said that she'd never be a mom.' Sam thought. Carly had definitely changed over the years.
Carly always had too much love in her heart.
'Hell, I thought I would never be a mom look at us now.' Sam thought, walking over to Carly and sitting down next to her.
"You okay now?" Carly asks. Sam nodded, looking at Carly's hand on her stomach.
"I just keep thinking mine will be twice as big." Sam says, thinking about the fact that she's carrying two babies.
"I was terrified when I first found out." Carly says, Sam knowing that it was because of Trevor.
"I'm terrified now. Sure, I'm having two kids but it could kill me." Sam says.
"There's always a risk." Carly says, unable to get that day out of her mind. That day that Trevor showed up at the house, Carly knew that he was gonna go bezerk.
"I let Trevor in and he found the test." Carly says, Sam looking right at her.
"He already knew before Christmas? That is not good." Sam says.
"Yeah... threatened us with a K Bar knife. I never wanted him to know." Carly says, both women unaware that Michael was listening.
"That wasn't the last time then." Sam says, referring to when her sternum was fractured.
"Oh, look." Michael says, revealing his presence but pointing to the muted TV. Sam unmuted it.
"... the nuclear bomb that terrorized the whole of Los santos and Blaine county has been found and neutralized, Merryweather being forced out of the city. The IAA also faces possibly being shut down due to their discovered involvement. Citizens are being allowed to return to the city." The news reporter says. Sam looked somehow distant.
"I don't want to go back. If I do, things will go wrong again." Sam says.
"I... Dad, we can't go back." Carly says.
"And what's the alternative? Staying here and getting slaughtered by Trevor? You do what you want, I'm going back." Michael says.
Carly was about to talk but her vision started to blur because of the migraine she had and didn't tell anyone about.
"Carly? You okay?" Sam asks as Michael goes out of the room.
"J... just a headache..." Carly says, standing up but blacking out, Michael catching Carly before she could hit the ground.
"For fuck's sake! When do we get to live normally?!" Sam shouts.
"Problem with our lives Sam, is we don't." Michael says as he picks Carly up.
"I don't want this life! I want the life where I live on a desert island with Deck and our kids!" Sam shouts, grabbing the phone and dialing 911.
Downtown hospital E.R, Carly's p.o.v
"N... Not so loud." I say as I open my eyes, seeing Johnny and Gionna. They weren't arguing but my head still hurts and migraines make every noise louder.
Trevor's gonna join you in hell soon, Ivory... you fuckheads fractured my skull twice! I don't even want to start with what both of you did to Sam!
"Carly, your blood pressure was too high. You almost had a stroke." Johnny says, grabbing my hand
"Is... Is Jason alright?!" I manage to say.
"He's alright. Just don't scare me like that again." Johnny says.
"I'll try not to." I say, resting my head back on the pillow.
"You better not... or I'll tickle." Johnny says. God, he always threatens with tickles.
"He said that to me when I was fifteen and refused to even speak to him for a week." Gionna says.
"Yeah. You almost beat Packie to death, Johnny." I say, remembering that he told me about that incident.
"You know... sometimes I think that the old days, back then, were the best." Gionna says. What, Johnny without me? "Just messing with you, Carly. Johnny drove me downright crazy most of the time when he and I were growing up." She says, laughing softly.
"Oh, I drove you crazy? Sounds like someone needs a spanking." Johnny says.
Yep, they sound like brother and sister.
"Go on then, you spank me, I- hey Sam." Gionna says as Sam enters with some coffee. I thought she didn't like hot drinks.
"It's decaf, don't worry." Sam says, amused by Johnny and Gionna's brother sister squabble.
"You two are funny. You know that, right?" Sam says.
"Yeah, same rules apply to you as apply to Carly now." Johnny says, Sam giving a rebellious smile.
"No caffeine, fine but there's no way I am sitting on my ass all day." Sam says. I knew she wouldn't stay still, she never does for long.
"Let me see my daughter!" I hear a worried yell from Mom... Mom?! How the hell did she get out of jail?!
'Oh, fuck.' Gionna mouths. Yeah, this ain't gonna end well.
As Amanda enters the room, Sam puts down her coffee and stands up.
"Mother, would you kindly fuck off?" Sam says.
"Sam, you were adopted so I am not your mother." Amanda says. That's just damn cruel, Sam has thought of her as her mother for years.
"Okay then, Amanda If I'm not your daughter, there's no need for any respect here, is there? How about I be a slut like Amanda Townley, eh? Go out to strip clubs and sleep with someone every night-" Sam was cut off by Amanda's hand cracking across her face, leaving a red handprint on her cheek.
"And you hit a fucking pregnant woman?! With twins!" Sam shouts, now in rage more than reason.
"You've always been fucking crazy!" Gionna yells, Amanda looking right at her in shock. "Yeah... I went through seven months of physical therapy because of you!" She says, still angry. Her Italian accent was out now and Johnny said that that only happens when Gionna is pissed off.
"You! You're that slut Michael fucked!" Amanda shouts.
"Miss me? No?" Gionna says.
"I did miss seeing you go splat on that car." Amanda says.
"Yeah and Michael told me about all your meaningless affairs over the past two decades... so you're the real slut." Gionna says, smirking.
"And to add on that, I know you're fucking that tennis coach." Dad says.
"At least he doesn't adopt the daughter of a lunatic and cause a nuke to be placed in the city!" Amanda shouts. Bad move, Amanda. You brainless bitch.
"Sleep tight you cow!" Sam shouts before whacking Amanda with a food tray.
"Is she alive?" I say, smirking. That bitch has made my life hell for the past eight years. She deserves every hit she gets!
Sam kicks Amanda, waking her up.
"She's alive." Sam says in an annoyed tone.
Gionna picks Amanda up, throwing her out of the room.
"You need shock treatment, crazy ass bitch!" Gionna says before closing the door and locking it, her and Johnny laughing.
Sam was rubbing her stomach in a little pain.
"You okay, Sam?" I ask.
"Twins and confirmed after effects. I'll have this every now and then, I'm fine. Sam says." Just twins alone is enough. "I like you being around." She says to Gionna.
"Thank you. You sure you're okay Sam?" Gionna says. Yeah, mafia soldier reverting back to mama bear.
Mob mom is better than monster mom.
"You're just like me split personality. There's the caring, laid back side and the crazy don't fuck with me side." Sam says.
"Old habits. Kicked Ashley's ass once." Gionna says.
"That was you? Ashley said that she got hit by a car." Johnny says.
"I know, you're not the only one who's going stir crazy." I say, rubbing my stomach when Jason kicks.
"I think that we might be able to leave soon." Sam says. I hope so too.
"Alright, little guy. Calm down, Mommy's okay." Johnny says, putting his hand on my stomach.
"Maybe we should go back to LS, Gionna can have a vacation with her family there." Dad says. Here we go again.
"Sounds like fun but if I run into Trevor, I'm killing him." Gionna says.
"I wouldn't blame you." Dad says.
"Gionna It'll be a race to who can kill him first." Sam says before finishing her coffee, throwing the empty cup to the bin.
"Yeah and I haven't seen Terry and Clay in years. Are they still causing trouble?" Gionna says.
"Those two never change." Johnny says.
"I miss the Los Santos sunshine. I like it here in Vice City though." I say.
"I need to see the damage done by those cars speeding about and the nuke." Sam says, a slight glint of excitement in her eyes.
"The nuke will have been moved out." Johnny says.
"I was looking forward to that." Sam says. Yep, same old Sam.
"You're just in need of rest, Sam." Johnny says. Sam stuck her finger up, blowing a raspberry.
"Screw rest. The first thing I am doing is burning Trevor's caravan." Sam says, a large, mischievous smile across her face. I couldn't keep it in anymore and started laughing and so did Gionna, Johnny and Dad giving us shocked looks.
"Okay, will both of you calm down?" Johnny says before I stop laughing.
"Don't make me tell Carly about the time you got drunk and threw grenades into the Humboldt river, John boy." Gionna says in between laughter.
"Oh, really? What about that time you got drunk and threw a brick through Francis's window? You cracked his skull open and put him in the hospital." Johnny says.
"Shall I tell you all about the time I crashed a train into Ortega's caravan?" Sam says. Back then, she was just as crazy as Trevor had been.
"Didn't have to be drunk for the time Billy beat the hell out of Dominic and killed him and it wasn't my idea." Johnny says, looking right at Gionna.
"No...I want to hear about the train incident." Gionna says, still laughing.
"Well then..." Sam says
Grand Senora Desert, 11 years ago...
12 year old Sam stood outside Trevor's caravan, listening to Trevor inside.
"...and he fucking attacks the meth lab?! This has gone on long enough chef! I'm taking out Ortega once and for all!" Trevor yells.
Before he could do anything, Sam was on her quad bike, heading for the tracks near Ortega's caravan with a heavy wrecking bar.
When Sam arrived, she jammed the wrecking bar under one of the lines, tying a length of rope to it. With the other end tied to the quad bike, Sam accelerated and a loud clang was heard as the track piece came free from the rest.
Now the 2nd and hardest part of the plan. Sam stopped a few minutes later at the rail crossing in Sandy shores, waiting for the train. After nearly an hour, a distant train horn was heard.
"I've got something for you, come to mama!" Sam shouts as the train exits the tunnel, heading towards her. As it passed, Sam got on the quad bike, accelerating forward and launching herself off.
Sam landed hard in a flatbed cart, three away from the engine.
Sam was unable to even think about why she was doing this. Part of her wanted Trevor to be proud, another part just hated Ortega since it had been one of his men that stabbed her. When Sam reached the engine and stabbed the driver through the knee, she stood there for a few seconds, doing nothing. When the lights of Ortega's caravan came into distant view, Sam pushed the throttle all the way.
Sam had calculated it perfectly. The train came off at just the right angle, the whole lot speeding towards Ortega's caravan. The train hit, knocking the caravan into the river with the train still following, stopping on it's side in the deeper part of the river.
Instantly, the cab was filling with water from the ice cold river. Sam shivered violently as she tried to open the door, failing due to the amount of water on the other side.
Sam took one last breath before the water completely submerged the cab, leaving her floating in the water. Sam wished she had considered this and worn her surfing wetsuit. It would've at least blocked some of the cold.
A hand grabbed Sam's dress from behind, dragging her out of the water. Sam took a deep breath, coughing as her saviour put her down on the train's side.
"You okay... Sam? Sam Philips?" Ortega asks in disbelief. He was told she had been killed.
"You bet your ass on that boy!" Sam says before lashing out, kicking Ortega over. Sam stood up, her soaked dress heavy on her. "You try and stab me, I fight back!" She says, removing a gun from a concealed carrier under her dress and pointing it at Ortega.
"What was it you said?! You never kill!" Ortega says. Sam's finger was millimeters away from pulling the trigger far enough but in her mind, she couldn't bring herself to end a life, even Ortega's.
Instead, Sam put the gun back in her thigh carrier, removing the knife from her thin brown leather belt.
"Tell me... do you like blood?!" Sam yells before ramming the knife through the back of Ortega s knee, making him yell out in pain. "Do you?!" She yells, stabbing again. "Now, shut down the Aztecs and fuck off to Las Venturas or something!" She says, stabbing one last time before jumping in the river, swimming back to shore.
Present time...
"...and then Trevor just said thanks. Nothing else." Sam says. "Now to the window incident." She says.
"Okay. It was the weekend after Francis tazed me in the back. I got a little drunk but I was still angry." Gionna says.
''A little? Never mix painkillers and alcohol." Johnny says...
26 years ago...
"Prepare yourself for a Sicilian welcome, you rat bastard." Gionna says, grabbing a brick out of a duffel bag. One of several plus a grenade launcher with stun grenades and Francis was in for a rough night... Gionna smirked evilly, pulling her arm back to throw the brick... until she felt a hand grab her wrist and another hand pull the jacket hood off of her head.
"You think that I wouldn't recognize your dark red nails, baby girl?" Johnny says.
"Come on, I'm just trying to scare him." Gionna says. Johnny could tell that Gionna was intoxicated but not just from beer. She mixed it with the Vicodin the doctor prescribed.
"You're crazy, Gionna! You do this and you'll have the entire LCPD on your scrawny ass!" Johnny says.
Gionna looks at Johnny before pulling her arm back and launching the brick through Francis's bedroom window.
"Ow! Fuck!" Francis yells in pain after a sickening crack, making Gionna laugh.
"And there's more where that came from, Francis!" Gionna yells after she stops laughing.
"Okay, now you've gotten an angry cop and the LCPD on our asses, would you like to fucking relax?!" Johnny says. Gionna's response was throwing another brick before getting the stun grenade launcher, firing one in the window before Johnny could stop her.
"That'll rattle his cage." Gionna says, reminding Johnny of how Billy acts when he's fucked up drunk.
"LCPD! Don't move a fucking muscle!" They hear a cop shout through a megaphone.
"Run!" Gionna and Johnny yell as they run from Cerveza Heights, not stopping until they reach Northern Algonquin and lose the cops in the Subway Tunnel.
"You... okay... Johnny?" Gionna says after a few deep breaths. She was used to running through the tunnels but Johnny wasn't.
"You know what?... I think you are just the most insane person I'll ever meet." Johnny says.
"Maybe..." Gionna says, noticing her scratched up hands.
"Doesn't stop me from loving you, little sis." Johnny says, throwing his arms around Gionna and hugging her close to him.
Present time, a few hours later, Klebitz house
"Aww, a nice ending." Sam says.
"Well, we were pretty crazy then." Gionna says as Johnny sits down next to Carly.
"We all get crazy sometimes. I trashed three classrooms and got expelled from North LS high." Carly says.
"It was a bit more complicated than that. No one ever told me the entire story." Sam says.
"I just got angry, okay? And anyway, trashing schools is nothing new to you, is it Sam?" Carly says, Sam looking down.
"I... got angry too." Sam says.
Paleto Bay High School, 12 years ago...
"And you, Miss Philips, are getting a detention for no homework again!" The teacher shouts. Sam just sat back, a smile on her face. "Is something funny? Am I missing something?" The teacher asks.
"Sorry it's that nine times six divided by twelve is 4.5, not 4.7!" Sam says, angering her teacher even more.
"Right then, that is after school for mouthing off at me." The teacher says.
"What will you get me to do this time sir? The tables are spotless of chewing gum with the amount of times I have been made to clean them." Sam says, looking out of the window. If there was any place she was a rebel, it was school.
"No, this time it's the drains." The teacher says. Just to anger him, Sam took off her tie and undid her shirt's top button.
"Sam Philips-" The teacher was interrupted.
"Fuck uniform!" Sam shouts. The teacher just pointed to the door.
Before she left, Sam kicked out hard on the teacher's chair, sending it into the wall. She presented a two fingered salute as she left.
Half an hour later...
Sam burst out laughing as the principal said a call would be going home.
"Trevor will never say anything. If anything, he'll smash a few windows here!" Sam says. She was getting sick of this.
"I think the message is quite clear. You never wear uniform properly, always having that skirt too high-" The principal says.
"I choose how high I wear skirts, thank you very much! And it's not like I'm exposing my ass to everyone is it?" Sam says.
It was seven hours later, the sky was in darkness and the school empty.
Sam stopped the stolen Packer outside the school, full gas tank in tow.
"I've got something for you." Sam says as she smashed into the window. Due to the amount of vandalism the school got, the alarms were never active. After pouring trails of fuel into every room, Sam went back outside, shooting a small hole in the gas tanker with the silenced pistol she had taken from Trevor's weapons.
When she drove a little bit away, Sam got out, running from the truck before shooting the gas trail. As she expected, the Packer went up first, followed by the school a minute later. After burning for a few minutes, the fire reached the school's basement, including the gas system for the science classrooms. In an instant, the school went up in a massive explosion, rubble flying in all directions. As sirens came, Sam pulled up her hoodie and walked away into the night, a slight glow from the fire following her.
Back to present time...
"Okay, your turn Johnny." Gionna says. Johnny kept his mouth shut... until Carly reached over and tickles him.
"Alright! Billy found Dominic at a bar in Bohan drunk, kidnapped him and dragged him all the way to the Lost MC clubhouse in Alderney. When I got there, Dominic was already dead." Johnny says...
24 years ago...
"Billy, for fuck's sake! You kidnapped and murdered Gionna's ex?! Why did you fucking do that?!" Johnny yells, seeing Dominic's bruised and repeatedly stabbed corpse in the back of the weapons van.
"He broke her heart, John boy! No one does that to our little sister!" Billy shouts, obviously high as a kite.
"You're out of your mind! Gionna will kill us when she finds out about this!" Johnny says.
"Which is why I called you... we're stashing the stiff at your place." Billy says.
"No, she's drunk at my place and Mikey's keeping an eye on her. Both of them are gonna ask too many questions." Johnny says.
"Well then fuck, where do we put him?!" Billy asks.
"How about the humboldt?" Johnny says.
"You mean cement on the feet and throw him in?" Billy asks, closing the back doors.
"Sounds like the only real option. Gionna won't find him there, we'll take his phone and leave her a message saying he's left and not to contact him again." Johnny says.
"Yeah." Billy says, finding Dominic's phone and several voicemails on it, playing one out of curiosity.
"Dominic Forelli, you fucking cheating asshole! When I find you, I'm gonna murder you, slice your dick off and feed it to the rabid dog down the fucking street!" They hear Gionna's drunken voice yell in the voicemail message.
"Remind me never to piss her off." Billy says.
"I told Mikey to take her phone!" Johnny says before they get in the van and drive off to the Humboldt river.
"He's heavier than he looks!" Billy says, dragging Dominic out of the van so Johnny can tie cement blocks to Dominic's legs. Both grabbed him and threw him into the Humboldt river.
When they made it back to Johnny's apartment, Gionna was sound asleep on the couch, her face red from crying and incoherent drunken muttering escaping her mouth.
"I took her phone so she punched me and took mine, then left several voicemails on the punk's phone!" Mikey says, holding an ice pack to his right eye.
"Yeah. We heard one of them." Billy says as Johnny walks over to Gionna, brushing her dark curls away from her face.
"Well I can tell you now that she is certainly not okay. What the hell were you guys doing?" Mikey asks.
"I beat up and stabbed the cheating punk to death.'' Billy says, startled by a pain filled cry from Gionna.
"Shh... it's okay, darling. You're just having a bad dream." Johnny says, pulling the blanket over Gionna.
"You two threw his corpse in the Humboldt, didn't you?" Mikey says.
"Yes... we did." Johnny admits.
A few minutes later...
"You fucking dick!" Billy yells.
"What the fuck is wrong?" Johnny asks, seeing Billy with rage in his face.
"This prick called that bastard cop Francis Mcreary!" Billy yells, holding Mikey at gunpoint.
"Put...the gun down... " Gionna says, still drunk but sits up and opens her hazel eyes.
She had no memory of anything so the guys decided not to tell her about what happened to Dominic.
Gionna pulled her hair back and threw up in the trashcan nearby until all the alcohol she drank was out of her system, Johnny rubbing Gionna's back.
"You alright?" Johnny says as Gionna coughs and sniffles.
"Yeah... just too much Tequila." Gionna says, setting the trashcan aside.
"Thanks, Mikey." Gionna says after Mikey opens a bottle of water and hands it to her. Gionna drank it slowly, her throat and lungs hurting from the vomiting.
"Wh...how did I end up here?" Gionna says.
"Look, you've have a rough night. Why don't you try to get some sleep, baby?" Billy says.
"Not...sleepy..." Gionna says, finishing her bottle of water. "Where's my phone?" She says, looking for her silver cell phone.
"These bastards killed Dominic!" Mikey shouts, throwing Gionna her phone.
"Fuck!" Gionna says in pain and slight intoxication after the phone smacks her in the forehead. Mikey takes the ice pack off his eye and puts it on Gionna's forehead.
"Sorry, kiddo." Mikey says.
"What do you mean they killed Dominic?" Gionna asks. Billy and Johnny look right at each other, then at Mikey.
"Damn it, he broke her heart! He deserved it!" Billy shouts.
"Okay, no... more screaming..." Gionna says before standing up... then falling down and crashing through the wooden coffee table, knocking herself unconscious.
"Well then you're all in for it, aren't you?" Francis says as he enters with three other LCPD officers.
"Boys, take them for interrogation!" Francis orders, the three LCPD officers arresting the three others in the room.
"Let go of me you fucktards!" Billy yells at they drag him outside.
"What about the girl? She's got a hell of a bruise on her head." One of the cops says, checking on Gionna.
Gionna stirred around, rolling onto her left side and vomiting again... this time on Francis's shoes.
"Fuck the bruise, dump them all in one cell and let them kill each other. Johnny and Billy did after all kill Dominic and dump him in the Humboldt." Francis says, kicking away most of the vomit.
"Frankie, Frankie! Nice to see you lad. Oh Danny Boy...the pipes, the pipes are calling..." Gionna sings drunkenly as the cop pulls her off the floor.
"Miss, did you do any drugs tonight?" One of the cops says.
"No drugs, no alcohol...I'm sober..." Gionna manages to say, still wobbly.
"Yeah and Packie's a good kid." Francis says sarcastically.
Present time.
"Did you have to tell that one?" Gionna asks, still hating those memories. Her face went red with embarrassment and Johnny poked her shoulder.
"The rest were funny at least." Sam says, getting up and drinking some cola. Johnny looked directly at her, knowing just how much caffeine was in that cola.
"He always said that you hated Francis." Carly says, trying to keep a straight face.
"Who hated Francis?" Packie says as he walks in, seeing Gionna.
"Packie...it's been a long time." Gionna says, standing up.
"I've been here for a while, in LS." Packie says as he hugs Gionna.
"Now that the mutual bullshit is out of the way, I'm going home." Sam says.
As Sam left, Carly caught up with her outside.
"Sam you sure you'll be okay?" Carly asks.
"Carly, you know me. I'm fine." Sam says before walking away. In all honesty, Carly wasn't so sure.
Jason kicked as Sam got in Trigger and left, almost like he knew something was wrong. Carly felt the same, something just wasn't right. Sam's eyes, the cola, one less ring. Carly slowly came to realization. Junior and Sam had somehow broken up, right after they all found out Sam was having twins.
"Junior, Benson... you are two nasty fucks." Carly says before returning inside to everyone else.
Carly blinked her tears away, trying to stay calm. This all had to fall apart because of Trevor Philips.