(A/N) DON'T HATE ME! I am so sorry for the long update time, please review. Please.

Well…

Disclaimer: If owned insomniac games I wouldn't be here, I'd have published my book.

Well, here we go!

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Sasha sat on her bed with tears flowing down her face. She tried to sit up and stop but she just couldn't find the will to do it.

After an hour or so of crying, her son had woken her from her sad state. It was just past his nap time, oh how much fun it was to get that little hyper fluff ball to sleep.

Sasha dreadfully walked herself to his crib and picked up the baby.

After hushing and crying he had finally stopped.

She had to feed him so she took him over to her bed, sat down and began.

While doing this she began talking to herself, or Max?

"Max…" She trailed off, "I know you can't understand me, but I need someone to talk to." She said, fighting the tears building up in her eyes. "Your father… I think he's cheating on me." She began slowly crying, thinking of the video made her want to die.

She talked to the little boy for a while and had started to bawl again.

Max looked up and took one paw up to her face and dried her tears, was it some natural reaction, or was it love?

Whatever it was, it made Sasha smile.

(Ratchet's Ship, Flying through space back to the phoenix)

"God damn, I feel so guilty, that hooker… who the hell would send me a freaking hooker!" he said tampering with some more buttons. "Well, at least Sasha wont see any of it."

"Ratchet, in my opinion you're innocent." Clank popped in. "Any man would've fallen to the seduction of that Lombax." He said trying to cheer up Ratchet.

"Yeah well I still feel guilty." He said sighing and planning the final coordinates for the Phoenix.

"You know Ratchet." Clank began on another try at cheering him up. "You didn't really do anything with her, nothing that would call for another child." He said hitting the last of his button coordinates.

"Yeah, but she crawled on me and undid my clothes, then she started making out with me." He said shaking his. "If you weren't in the room, I probably would've gone on with it." He sighed to himself thinking of the memory that still haunts. That was one sexy memory though.

"Best nightmare of my life." He said under his breathe laying back and falling asleep.

(Iflop's office)

"Sir!" The employee who sent the prostitute up began, "The hooker has been placed, he'll be heading home soon!"

"Very good." The lizard said flicking his tongue in and out of his mouth. "He'll be battling with us before you know it." He laughed evilly to himself. (Or as BlackHawk did: HAHAHAH HAAAAAAAA MUAHAHAHAHAH)

Vox then rushed in the room and told of good news. "Iflop! The military agreed to let us have a battle outside the presidential compound!" he said catching breathe and slamming a fist on the table. He looked up and smiled, "We can check out the complex and see how to take out the Galactic President!" He said smiling slyly (Alliteration!).

"Well, this day is just full of incredible news." He standing up and exiting to his quarters.

(Star Ship Phoenix, Ratchet's landing)

Ratchet safely landed his ship and hopped out with clank at his feet.

He walked to his quarters passing several saluting Rangers.

It had been a while since Ratchet had walked the long pathway.

He took the elevator, checked ID and walked in his room.

And angry Sasha sat on the bed.

"Hey Sash." Ratchet smiled. He noticed the evil glare shooting out of her eyes. "Everything alright?"

"Shut up you bastard!" She yelled beginning to cry.

Ratchet was completely shocked. What had he done! He was practically speechless.

"Wait, whow. What the hell!" He said, "What did I do."

"Don't play dumb, even though you are!" She yelled again. "I saw you with that prostitute!"

Ratchet didn't know what to say, that was the last thing he had on his mind.

"But how—"

he was cut off by Sasha throwing a heavy suitcase at him, this nearly knocking over Ratchet.

"Stay in your damn quarters, I never want to see you again!" She yelled pushing him back.

Ratchet fell out of his old room and hit the floor motionless.

He didn't want to live, he lost the one thing that kept him alive in life threatening situations, if not for her, he wouldn't be alive.

He dragged himself back to his new-old quarters and threw the suitcase on the bed.

He slowly sat down and began to cry to himself.

After an hour of sad sleep he woke up sweating.

He had been dreaming of their honeymoon, only gone psychotic, there were strippers everywhere and Sasha left him, as in real life.

"Clank, we have to do something." Ratchet said scratching his head.

"What do you suggest Ratchet?" The small robot questioned.

Ratchet thought a while, then longer, and longer.

Then an idea struck him!
"You record all of our battles right?"

"Yes, and most of life. Why?"

"I think I might win back my wife." He smiled.

Well, will it work?

(A/N) it's good to be back at my keyboard again, how much I missed it.

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