Thank you to all my readers and for the great and wonderful reviews, I'm hoping to get a little further soon so as to show you all the upcoming event that will truly place her with the villains' crew.

Scarlett POV

I've been working with Johnny for the past month now, time really has gone by fast, his accounts and statements for the place was a mess, he actually thought that he was going to lose his bar at one point, but I was able to show him where the money was going, that some low-life's that had come offering some merchandise and were still taking payments from him. So after we got some guys to go and sort them out, we got the money back and now the bar is safe in sound, he was so relieved.

In fact he was so relieved that he's made me manager of the bar, saying that without me he would have lost it so he wants to make sure the place is safe, and his words not mine "Who better to watch my home than my guardian angel." He still hasn't let down on that, its even got more out as well, not just in the bar, everyone calls me Angel now, but Johnny mentioned it being a good idea for me to have this so that if anything happened and I may have gotten caught on something or another, it wont get back to me Scarlett, but to Angel.

Rick's doing well also, he enjoys getting to throw out goodie two shoes out of the bar that try to start trouble with our friends.

"Come on Johnny! You know that it would help" I say, sitting at the bar talking to him, I swear the only times we're in that big office is when we have meetings and when I'm doing accounting.

"Angel I know you can handle yourself, but its too risky. And I don't like the idea of just letting you walk in alone into a highly guarded collectors stronghold to try and hustle your way into the basement, and what is it again that your on about getting?" he asks, I roll my eyes at this, I must have told him this for days now,

"It's a golden block, they found it forty years ago. They're still trying to find out where it came from, but my research says that it's a vessel. And inside is one of the rarest diamonds in the world. Its like a golden puzzle box, and inside is the prize that is worth a fortune, heck you could buy this whole street with just the outer casing" I say, looking at him, watching his eye movements, I can tell he's contemplating this,

"I'm not telling you no, and I'm definitely not going to be like those asses at the station. What are you like with firearms and physical combat? Self defence and the like?" he asks, I smile at this,

"About a month rusty on firearms as haven't had anything to practice on, self defence I could do with a couple more lessons, but I was never really shown much with physical combat at the station, being a girl and all" I say, remembering that remark,

"Alright, tomorrow come in and we're giving you some reminder lessons and I'm going to bring a friend in to teach you how to punch someone," he says,

"Well look at those beautiful things!" I look to the side to see a drunk looking at me with a not so respective look, without hesitating I punch him in the face, seeing him fall to the ground unconscious, his glass smashing beside him, the bar going quiet and looking at me,

"Johnny says I need to be taught how to punch, who else thinks I need to learn?" I say, this makes them erupt into laughter and cheers; I look to Johnny to see him chuckling,

"Ok you can punch, but you need to be careful with your fist, you'll injure yourself more than the person your punching with the way you had it" he says, I nod at this in understanding,

"Have another drink then call it a night, I'll see you at eight in the morning" he says, I smile at him for this and nod, looking to Jimmy our barman and order another drink, letting out an exhale of breath, I've been dying to ask Johnny about this, I want to prove that I can help and be one of them, not just their bank and a bar manager, I have always had the want for action, to be on the field was the dream, now I really want to have that thrill of doing crime and getting away with it, to make the cops look bad, like they deserve.

"You sizzling again?" asks Rick, I look to him from this and look at my hands, seeing them shake slightly, and I've always had it,

"Johnny's agreed to let me do the job. He's organising for me to practice with firearms and physical combat tomorrow. I just want to fight Rick, I've been doing it all my life for survival with my brother, but it never went away. I don't know what it is" I say, looking at him,

"The drive to stay alive, you've got the heart of a warrior, those cops will regret not letting you work for them properly, you would have protected them all with your dying breath, now your doing it here for them. It's a good thing, just like how I will always protect you and these people. I wouldn't worry about it too much Angel" he says, smirking at the end, I grin at this, him also calling me Angel, though I'm sure he's only doing it because he knows I get a little annoyed with it, I swear he really is like a big brother to me.

"Well I had better get going" I say, downing my drink, Rick walking me out,

"Stay safe" he says giving me a hug before I leave the building. Looking forward to tomorrow.

-Next day-

This is it! This is the thrill I've been needing!

Using a half spin to get around my "attacker' and tap the empty gun at the back of the guys head.

"Where did you train again?" asks the trainer, I believe his name is Max, I jump up and down on different feet, keeping my heart beating fast,

"Army training, street fighting, dance" I say, keeping my pace with my jumping, I look at them to see that they're looking at me with confusion and admiration,

"Dance?" asks Rick, sitting on the settee near Johnny's desk,

"My dance tutor taught me how to be quick and to think quick too," I say,

"What the heck did you do when you were younger?" asks Max; I glare at him for this,

"Struggled to stay alive," I say, attacking him first, him responding,

"Keeping creeps off me! Moving from one place to the next. Wondering where my next meal would be, I scrapped what I could for the dance classes, needing to stay out of trouble for a while, then after that I got free accommodation when I joined the army for four years" I say, tripping up Max and getting him into a headlock,

"Then I joined the cops, hoping they will use my skills, only to keep me behind a damn desk where all my energy that I was used to letting out, build up inside and only ever used in the shooting practice range and on a punching bag" I say, finally letting Max go, him rubbing his neck,

"Johnny man, this girl doesn't need any more practice, she needs someone with her to make sure no-one looks at her wrong, for 'their' protection" says Max, I smirk at this, helping him up.

"Alright, I'm happy enough with your know-how of how to handle yourself. But before we start I need to know how you are with weapons" says Johnny, I nod at this in understanding, I think I may have gone a little overboard before, but at least they know I can handle myself.