A/N: This really is a filler chapter, it's just a small background plot I've been dying to write for a while. Regularly scheduled good ol' Sam driven plot will be back next chapter!

WARNING FOR HEAVILY IMPLIED SEX/HUMAN TRAFFICKING.

"...so." Sara began as she and Callie walked down the dark and damp back alleys of inkopolis. "You still haven't told me what we're doing."

"I was afraid you'd turn back and wimp out on me if I told you." Callie answered with a grin, glancing at her from the side. "...it's a tough one."

"Oh really?" Sara asked. "...come on, you know I'm not wimp, Callie."

"I know you're not, but I don't wanna scare you off!" Callie answered quickly. She came to a metal backdoor that seemed beat up and dented in. She shifted a roller that stayed on her shoulders.

"You won't scare me off, Callie. Come on." Sara said with slight annoyance. "...we're obviously here."

"Yeah we are. This should actually be easy." She said, moving to place her roller on the ground and lean on it. "Three boys. Luke Crowley, Connor Rothwell, and Jeremy Steele. They've been harassing women and octlings around the square because they're pieces of shit soooo...we're gonna take care of them."

Sara glanced at Callie, then at the door. "...no offense but...isn't this somewhat close to like...vigilante justice?"

"Yeah, honestly, but the squid beak splatoon deal in all things octoling so...we're gonna take it upon ourselves to deal with this one. Hopefully we can scare them off messing with people. Plus...they hate women. Isn't it just the best to let two lesbians kick their ass?" Callie said with a big grin.

Sara tilted her head around as she thought about the idea before she gave a firm nod. "...you're right. So do you have a game plan?"

"Really that we just bust in there and scare the shit out of them. I really don't think they're going to be much of a threat, you know?" Callie explained, rolling her roller along the ground just a little out of boredom. She was ready to get in there. "I'll bust the door down."

"Gotcha. Go for it." Sara said as she stepped back and readied her weapon. She watched as Callie stepped back, before picking up her roller and charging the door.

The already beat up door was easily knocked off of it's hinges and went flying into the backroom of what might have been an old studio. It was loud as hell, and both of the girls didn't doubt that if the three boys were in there, they'd heard it.

Callie stepped inside first as Sara followed with her weapon ready to fire. The backroom they'd stepped into seemed to be mostly empty. There was a table, and a box with some throw away needles and bags that made Sara wrinkle her nose. "...so that's what we're dealing with."

"I'm not surprised." Callie muttered before she paused. Her eyes snapped to the door at the other end of the room and put a finger to her mouth.

Within seconds of her doing this, the door began to open. A short and young looking boy with his tentacles up in a ponytail appeared while carrying a small weapon in his hand. As soon as he saw the two girls there, his eyes widened. "-BOSS WE GOT TROUBLE!"

Sara wasted no time aiming a heroshot at the boy and firing. She watched ink hit his shoulder and chest with enough force to knock him back and make him drop his weapon in shock. There was the frantic scooting of chairs and scraping of weapons being picked up as the two other boys came to the aid of the third.

The lead inkling was of average height, and donned the ever popular ponytail with bangs style. His base color seemed to be a light yellow - almost blonde. He pushed the other one out of the way. "How the hell did you two get in here?!"

"Your back door kinda sucks." Callie said as she lifted her roller and grinned as she brought it back down, spraying the three of them with ink while Sara fired once more.

The three scrambled back, the first one holding his shoulder with the opposite hand. They were forced to scatter as Callie came at them with the roller. The leader growled as he turned to shoot at Callie. "Let's just get out of here!" He yelled at the other two. "Run for the door!"

"-Luke, What about the-" The second one started, looking at Luke with wide eyes.

"Forget her! We can't fight these two in such a small space, Let's just go!" He said, throwing a glare at Callie as he and the others scrambled for the door.

Callie chased them with her roller. "-we'll be waiting for you here!" She yelled with a grin. She knew it sounded cheesy, but it was a legitimate warning. If they came back, they'd fuck them up.

Callie stopped chasing them once they were out the door, and just leaned on the handle of her roller with a sigh. "...well. That was easy." She said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, it really was." Sara answered her as she looked around the now empty rundown studio. "...I can't believe they were living out here."

"I know. I couldn't stand to live in a place like this!" Callie answered as she turned to face Sara. "...well, should we hang around to make sure they don't come back?"

"Actually…" Sara began, but trailed off. Her eyes scanned the room for another door. "...did you hear what he said?"

"What did he say?" Callie asked with a raised eyebrow.

"When the leader guy, Luke or whatever his name is, told the others to run one of the others asked 'What about the-' and he cut him off." Sara explained. "...what was he talking about?"

Callie paused as if she was thinking about it as her own eyes scanned the room. "...I don't know. Could be anything. He started it with 'the' so it's probably just some object. Could be drugs. That stuff aint cheap."

"...right. Maybe we should do a quick search though, just in case." Sara suggested as she started to move around the room.

"Alright, alright. You're probably not wrong there." Callie said as she too began to move around the room. The two of them spent a while rifling through shelves and dusty drawers. Callie coughed a little as she pulled a desk drawer out but she made herself stop when she spotted something shiny inside. "-oh!" She squeaked. "A key!"

"A key? To where?" Sara asked as she looked up across the room. There was, of course, the door that the three boys had come in but there was another door at the other corner. "...maybe this one?"

"No harm in trying." Callie said with a shrug. She walked across the room to the door. She first checked to see if the door was actually locked before trying the key. To both of their surprise the key worked. She turned the doorknob with wide eyes as she pushed the door open, and peered inside.

It was a tiny, barren room. There was a low table with a dimly lit lamp on it, and besides that was a dirty and beat up mattress just sitting on the floor. On the mattress was sitting an inkling. She was sitting against the wall with her knees up to her chest. She wore nothing but a dirty tank top and some shorts. She didn't even seem to have shoes.

For just a moment, Callie's heart stopped. She was terrified that what she was looking at was not a living inkling, but a corpse. However in some ways, she wished she had just found a corpse since her heart sank into her stomach like a stone when the girl's head snapped up to look at them with wide and very terrified eyes.

Immediately Callie ripped her hands from her weapon, letting it fall on the ground behind her as she held her hands up. "-ohhhh my god, h-hey!" She said quickly. "U-Um...we're not here to hurt you. At all. Okay?"

The inkling continued to stare at her with wide eyes, pressing her back into the wall. She looked around Callie, only seeing Sara behind her. "...wh….where's L-Luke? And Connor? And Jeremy?"

"We ran them off for being shit heads." Callie answered. She looked around the conditions of the room. "We were just coming to run them off, we didn't know you were back here. U-Um…."

"...th-they left me?" The girl asked. She looked...in awe.

"Yeah, um...hey, what's your name?" Callie asked. She didn't want to step forwards just yet.

"U-Uh…." Her voice faltered a little. She looked like she had to think about it. "...B-Boo. My name's Boo."

"Boo. That's really cute!" Callie said quickly. "Okay, Boo. I'm going to assume...by...like your clothes and how the door was locked and how you're sitting on a mattress in the floor in a tiny room with no windows that you uhhh...aren't here because you want to be. So...can we help you?"

"H-help me leave?" She asked, perking up a little. "I-I...g-god...y-yeah, please."

"O-Okay! First of all, this is Sara. She's my girlfriend, she's just helping me out. She's cool, alright? And my name's Callie!" She said quickly. She moved to take her magenta jacket off. "...can I give this to you? To cover up? It's cold out."

Boo nodded, and she held her hand out to take the jacket and pull it on. It was entirely too big for her, but it was warm and she had to admit it smelled nice. Like coffee mixed with some light perfume.

"Alright. Uuuuhhh….fuck. I don't have shoes…" Callie started, glancing at her bare feet.

"I'll carry her, Callie. If that's okay with you, of course." Sara said quickly, looking to Boo.

"...that's fine." Boo said. She slowly started to get to her feet, and Sara moved over to pick her up bridal style. "Alright. Back to the squid-mobile." Sara muttered, looking to Callie with a nod.

"Back to the squid-mobile!" Callie cheered, taking Sara's weapon from her hands so she could more easily carry Boo. The three of them walked out of the building, and Sara did her best to hold Boo close to keep her warm and safe while Callie walked ahead of them.

Callie grabbed her phone, and sifted through her contacts to find Marie's name. She waited impatiently for her sister to answer, before finally getting a slightly annoyed. "What?"

"Hey pissy pants, sorry to interrupt...whatever you and Sam are doing. I've got something more important." Callie said.

"Did the mission go bad?"

"Well, no it was generally successful but we found ummm….a whole other person."

Marie paused. Callie could practically hear her blinking. "...a whole other person."

"Yeah like a whole ass person." Callie lowered her voice. "...a girl. They were keeping her locked up in the backroom."

There was a long moment of silence as Marie took in what her cousin had just said. When she finally spoke, she spoke with what Callie recognized as clear disgust and anger in her voice. "...those pieces of shit. I'm at Calamari's place with Sam and Cal. Bring the girl here. Does she need anything?"

"Uhhh…" Callie looked back at Boo. "...better clothes. Probably a warm meal. She's gonna have to see a doctor…"

"Of course. We'll handle the doctor tomorrow, it's kind of late now. But we can do the clothes and food. Hurry over." Marie said quickly. "Bye."

"Bye!" Callie answered. She shoved the phone in her pocket, and went to the car. She opened the back door so that Sara could help Boo into the backseat. "...you want someone to sit with you?"

"No I...I'll be okay." Boo said as she shifted around to get comfortable and put on a seatbelt with shaking hands.

"Alright," Sara said, closing the door and climbing in the passenger seat.

The drive home was quiet. Boo looked out her window with slight wonder, and it made Sara wonder just how long this poor girl had been locked in a back room. At the house, Sam, Calamari and Marie waited. Calamari was busy getting a meal together, and Marie had fished out some old clothes from Calamari's clothes that might fit her. Sam offered to let her take a shower, and when she said she would Marie gently placed some clothes in her hands.

"Go on, we'll have some food ready when you come back, alright?" She said quietly with the best smile she could manage.

Boo nodded, and disappeared down the hall to the bathroom. The moment the door closed, Marie and Sam both turned on Callie and Sara. "-she was really just...locked up in a back room?" Sam asked. He didn't quite look horrified or shocked. This wasn't new to him. It really just made him look…..tired.

"Yeah, really." Callie answered. "...they just...had her for…"

Marie sighed. "...that's so…" She reached up to rub her face. "...okay. Did you kill the motherfuckers?"

"No, they ran off. If we had known about Boo we'd have killed them, though." Sara answered. "..but it doesn't matter. We need to figure out where she can stay and everything right now."

"Right…" Sam said quietly. "...Calamari and I still just have one room and a couch. Tai's apartment is small too, and I can't shove this on them."

"I mean...she could move in with us." Callie said. "Or…."

"She can stay with me." Sara said quickly. "I just got my apartment, there's an extra room. We're good."

"We can ask Boo when she gets out." Sam said with a nod. "...but we're not gonna let her go back there."

The others nodded, and from there it was just waiting. Even if they sat down to look at their phones, or read, or watch TV their minds were far from it. They felt….sick. There was dread. How common was what they'd run into?

When Boo got out of the shower they let her sit down and eat. She seemed happy to eat something that wasn't junk just tossed aside for her from whatever the boys were eating. They talked to her about where she would stay, and when she decided to stay with Sara they headed back home.

They were glad that they'd saved her from the boys, but...they felt sick that it ever happened.