A/N: Don't blame me. My internet connection won't let me upload! #reasons #kidding

Chapter 24: Payback

"Boss!" Johnny yelled pushing past the Saints scattered on the atrium of the Purgatory.

She turned her head. She had a playful smile on her face before she started running.

"What the fuck..." Gat sighed as he began running, chasing after the red head.

She dashed past all the Saints lounging on the purple corridors of the Purgatory. Johnny lagged a few feet behind her.

"Yo! Stop running!"

"Stop chasing me then." She said half-laughing.

"What? You're the one who bolted out on me." Johnny frowned as he struggled to catch up to her.

Her boots squealed as she made a sharp turn to the next corridor. Her eyes shimmered as the elevator ding-ed open. She passed a few Saints exiting the elevator.

The Boss frowned as she saw Gat's hand stop the elevator doors from closing.

"Seriously what the fuck, Boss?" Johnny panted as he stepped into the elevator shaft. "Damn knee. I hope Big Tony is burning in hell right now."

"You know he is." A sly grin came over her face, "Surprised? Just a little payback for what you did a few years back."

"How can you even do this to me?"

"Do what?"

"Come on, don't fucking play dumb." He rubbed his forehead.

The elevator ding-ed again and opened to the garage full of luxury cars, monster trucks, motorcycles and a few tanks.

"You're the second-in-command. What did you expect?" She said casually walking ahead of him. "We talked about this already. When I die-"

"But you're not dead yet!" He cut her off.

"Didn't you listen to a single word I said inside? It's better like this. There'd be no gap in the leadership." She opened the door of her black Bezier. "What's wrong with you?"

He slammed the car door shut. She glared at him.

"Sorry. I'm just really panicking." He chuckled, backing away, "I don't know how to do this thing like you do".

She leaned against the car, crossing her arms across her chest before letting out a sigh. "Calm the fuck down. I know you can pull this off."

"And what if I can't?"

"I don't know. I'll be dead then, I don't care." She said sternly.

"Boss!" He scolded her.

"I was kidding." She let out a laugh, "You can do this. You've taken over the gang once in a while before right? You did great." She patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"Yeah, but only because I know you're there to, you know, fix things if ever I screw up. I know you'd be back." He sighed, "It's so much easier to do things because we all know that you'll be there to pull miracles out of nowhere and solve everything. We know you'd always come up with something. You always do. I don't know how you do these things, Boss."

She looked down and smiled inwardly. "To be honest, I never knew I could pull off this whole gang leader thing either when we began reviving the gang. It's just so surreal. I was too far from Julius or King. They were so mature and so professional, and I'm like... me." She shrugged, "Besides the fact of being a woman in a man's world, I'm not exactly the authoritative-type of person. I'd rather be ordered around than give people orders. That's why even as the leader, I still do things lieutenants or regular Saints should like taking over hoods or attacking enemy bases, besides the fact that I enjoy it, that is."

"All those times, I was trying to think how Julius talked to us, how he ran the gang." She looked away, remembering their faces, "But then again, I'm not him. I screwed up a lot too. People died because I'm immature and stupid and greedy. But in the end, I think I was able to pull it off because I got the right people on my side."

She looked at him, "If there's one ironic thing Julius has taught me, it's about trust." She said sternly, "Leading a gang is a two way street. Your people trust you, and in turn, you should also trust them. Your people will always look up to you and try to find their strength in you. And you, the leader, on the other hand, will have to find your strength in them. You'd support each other. Trust each other." She gave him a sweet smile, "That's why even when I screw up, I know I can count on you guys to pick me up. I always trust that you guys will scold me whenever I fuck up big time, or cheer me up when I feel low." She sighed, "The strength of this gang is in its people. Use it to your advantage."

"Boss..." He said.

"Uh-uh." She shook her head. "I'm not the boss anymore, remember?"

"Nah, you'll always be my boss even when I'm in charge." He smiled, "As your new boss, I say I can call you whatever I want. And I want to call you Boss."

"That mean you're accepting it?" She mused.

"Do I even have a fuckin' choice?" He scoffed, "You fucking made it a press conference back there. I bet it'll be in the evening news! Now, I can't take five steps in the Purgatory without anyone congratulating me. Fuck it. No turning back now."

She smiled sheepishly before planting a kiss on his cheek, "Thanks."

"I never thought you know how to say that." He raised his eyebrows.

"You asshole," She laughed as she opened the door again. "Well, I'll see you later..." She paused and looked at him dead straight, "Boss."

"Hey, don't call me that." Gat said.

"Payback, I told you!" She opened her window sticking out her tongue before speeding away.

A/N: Well, that's that. Read and review