Cleaning up went a lot easier and faster than America thought it would. All bodies were loaded into trucks for disposal. Some would be burned, others buried and some would just be left out to rot for the scavengers. It was kinder than what the cult did to people.

Weapons and ammo were sorted. A majority would stay here at the Marina, the rest shared with the Cougars and Fall's End.

The Angels were rounded up into the cages and would be brought to a secure location where they couldn't do any harm. Doc wanted to run tests on them to see if he can get more data to help them. America admired his dedication and hope, but something told her there was no reversing an Angel's broken mind.

Adelaide's boyfriend Xander thanked them all for their hard work with complimentary smoothies. They weren't bad, her favorite was the strawberry mango. She would have left, but Xander had caught her and said Adelaide wanted to talk to her.

So she kicked up a folding chair and sat on the beach with Peaches by her side, who was eating a large salmon. She was munching on a peggie a while ago, but it made people uncomfortable.

"Ahh, this is nice. No gunfire, no peggies, no problems, just the beach, the water, and the sun. Pretty good, huh Peaches?" She got no response from the cougar. "I hear that, girl. I should see if Adelaide's got any spare fishing rods I can use. Haven't gone fishing in a while."

There was nothing more relaxing than kicking back and reeling in some big ones. Some of her fondest memories were fishing with her pops.

She took a sip of her smoothie. "Mmm, that Xander guy sure can make a good smoothie."

"It's just one of the many talents he has. Many talents."

America turned around to see Adelaide behind her. The woman was now armed with a silver AK on her back and a pink Luger Carbine decorated with hearts. Looks like the woman was ready for some action.

"How you doing ma'am? How's your son?"

"Call me Adelaide, sweety. Ma'am and missus makes me feel old. And Hurk's fine, just needs to vent a little's all. But that's not what I wanted to talk about."

America got up from her chair and gave the proprietress her undivided attention.

"I appreciate you helping getting my Marina back, but honey, I got a problem."

'Who doesn't have problems right now?'

"Well, I'm usually good at fixing problems."

"So I've heard and that's why I wanted you to stay. Peggies didn't mess anything up too badly. Nothing some spit and paint won't fix. However, those peggie shitbirds stole my Tulip."

"Tulip?"

The woman pulled out a photo from her chest to show her. "She's the nimblest goddamn helicopter this side of Montana and I'll be damned if those fucktrumpets take her from me. I won that bird in my divorce fair and square."

The photo showed Adelaide standing next to a pink Aérospatiale SA 315B Lama helicopter. Specifically, a two-seater, single engine copter, armed to the teeth with two machine guns.

'I've seen pink guns before, but a pink helicopter's new.'

"Well it shouldn't be too hard to locate a pink helicopter."

"Unfortunately, the walking erectile dysfunction who took her painted her that awful shade of peggie mayonnaise. So, the only way you'll be able to find her is to ID the pilot."

America raised an eyebrow. "How would that find Tulip?"

"Because the only people in the area that can pilot a chopper like mine are women." She pulled out another photo from her breasts, this one showing a group of women standing behind a banner that said Chopper Club: The Thundercunts.

"I like the name." America chuckled.

"I figured you would." Adelaide took the photos back. "We all used to fly together on weekends, but that friendship went tits up after those bitches joined Eden's Gate. So, I'm not gonna feel too terrible when we shoot them in their disloyal faces.

"We?"

"Yeah. I'm not just gonna let you do this on your own. It's my property, my responsibility. So, I'm gonna join you in getting it back. Plus, like I said, only I can fly Tulip."

"Fair enough, but what about the Marina?"

"It'll be fine in Xander's hands for a while. Boy's not as dumb looking as he appears." She slung her silver AK around. "Now, can we get a move on? The sooner we get her back the sooner I can return to my man-candy for some coital relaxation."

The first place they stopped at was the McCoy Cabin, an abandoned spot the peggies were using to store their ill-gotten goods. The peggies there were wiped out, then the two women waited for the helicopter to arrive. When it did, Adelaide immediately knew it was not Tulip.

Once the pilot stepped out of the copter that's when they struck. America took out the passenger and Adelaide got in the woman's face.

"Where is my Tulip, Leslie?!"

"Go to hell, whore!"

Adelaide responded by shooting her in the leg. "I'm in no mood for your bitchiness; where is my Tulip?"

"Agh! I don't know! I wasn't part of the assault on your Marina." Adelaide dug the barrel of her pink gun into the woman's wound. "Aahhh! I swear by the Father I don't know!"

"I believe you." She then shot the woman in the face. "Come on Deputy, I know another location we can try." She pulled out Leslie's keys. "I'll fly."

They took Leslie's chopper and flew northeast toward Raptor Peak. Their next stop was the Taft Lookout Tower.

Thanks to the cult colors they were flying, the peggies didn't really pay too much attention to them. Eventually though they were reached out via radio looking to confirm who they were.

Adelaide didn't bother lying. She spotted the helicopter that was circling there. Wasn't even the same model as Tulip.

"This is pink dildo looking to ram up puckered asshole, over." She fired the helicopter's weapons and brought down the peggie's copter. It crash landed on top of the tower, crushing it and setting it ablaze.

"Take that Sue-Anne! I always hated you!"

The cultists scrambled to save their fellows and fight back, but Adelaide wiped them all out with the chopper's firepower.

"You are good with helicopters." America said impressed.

"Thanks honey. Believe it or not I've won trophies with Tulip. She's one of the few things in my life that's never let me down. That and Xander's long john."

"So where to next?" The Deputy quickly asked.

She leaned back to think. "Well, Henbane River's a big place. My Tulip could be anywhere by now with any of those backstabbing bitches. Hmm." She suddenly snapped her fingers. "Tulip did need some maintenance done. I think I know where they could have taken her."

She flew the helicopter further east, deep into the Henbane region. They eventually stopped and parked a mile and a half away from their destination.

They looked through some binoculars and observed their target: the McCallough's Garage. Sure enough, they saw a white, two-seater helicopter fly from the garage and begin patrolling the Bliss Fields in the area.

"There she is! Oh, look what they've done to her." She lamented. "Like painting over the Mona Lisa with oatmeal."

"What's the plan?"

"We gotta wait till they land. When they do, we can take them out and steal my Tulip back."

America nodded and kept scanning the fields before spotting something unexpected. A squad of Heaven's Outlaws were crawling around the Bliss Fields. Looks like two operations were taking place here.

"Hey, Adelaide. I think I got an idea." She switched over to the Outlaw's frequency and got ahold of them.

"Deputy? What are you doing?" One of the Outlaws responded.

"I'm here with Adelaide from the Marina. We're here to steal the helicopter patrolling the area."

"You need any assistance?"

"Actually yeah. Don't suppose you guys could make a little noise could ya?"

Once they were in position, the two women waited for the bikers to begin part one of the plan. When they saw the smoke rising from the opposite field, that was when they moved.

The Peggies in the area saw the wild fire and quickly moved to put it out. The fire was spreading so fast they called in help from the other field and the garage nearby. The cultists hurriedly rushed with whatever they had to put out the fires.

The pilot riding Tulip rushed to the chopper to help direct the firefighting. Before she could start fiddling with buttons and switches, Adelaide pointed her AR at the woman's head. America did the same with Judgment.

"Get out, Annie." Adelaide ordered.

It fell on deaf ears though and all the woman saw was the Deputy.

"It's the Snake!"

Adelaide hit her face with the butt of her rifle, eliciting a loud crack in process. Shoving the unconscious woman to the ground, Adelaide and America strapped in.

Adelaide prepped her baby to fly and muttered, "Nice of them to fuel her all up and refill the guns. Oh, they even fixed the engine problem she was having!"

"Perhaps we should thank the peggies for fixing up your chopper." America suggested coyly.

"I would, but they also painted my Tulip an ugly beige color too. So instead of a thank you, let's get to part two of the plan and shoot us some cultists."

Tulip finally took off. Her one true pilot turned her towards the scrambling peggies. While they all tried putting out the fires, the Outlaws were taking the garage below.

Peggies were climbing up the cliff faces with fire extinguishers and buckets of water. While others were coming in by truck with water dispersal equipment. All the while none of them realized their helicopter had been hijacked.

Adelaide got within range, leveled the target on them and fired.

"Eat lead peggies!" Twin machine guns fired on the cultists. Twins streams of bullets strafed across the land, eliminating every peggies that briefly entered the copter's target.

The cultists tried fighting back, but they were quickly exterminated before they could do any serious damage. Adelaide fired on the trucks and riddled them with enough holes to blow them to smithereens.

She then moved onto the peggies that were still climbing the cliffs.

"Like shooting fish in a barrel!" Adelaide laughed as she shot the peggies down. If they didn't die immediately from being shot then the fall from the cliff definitely finished the job. "I'd say this is unsportsmanlike, but no one can say they'd do the same." America had to nod in agreement. The peggies were despicable like that. They brought out the worst in everybody.

They flew down over to the garage when every single peggie was eradicated. They saw that the biker gang had taken over the place.

"Nice job, Deputy. Thanks for making this easier for us."

"Don't mention it. Tell Stone I said "Hey." Let's fly Adelaide."

Tulip took off in the direction of the Marina. America just sat back and enjoyed the sights from up here. Despite Hope County being engulfed in a holy war with a crazy doomsday cult, the land was still beautiful to behold. She only hoped one day she could witness its splendor without Joseph Seed's influence corrupting it.

Suddenly, Xander contacted Adelaide on over the radio.

"Talk to me, Beefcake."

"I did it, Addie! I hacked the computer and got the data."

"Well slap my tits and call me Shirley! That's great sweetheart! So, you got the location?"

"You bet I do!"

"You lovebirds mind fill me in?"

"Sorry, Dep. See after you helped remedy my Marina of its peggie infestation, Xander found a laptop among the peggie shit."

"Turns out, it had information on that toxic tonic that those Eden's Gate bros like to dump everywhere: Bliss. That stuff gets in the river and it becomes harmful to everything that even touches it. Nature didn't do anything wrong dude so why are they punishing it?!"

"Xander sweety, focus."

"Oh sorry, Addie. So, this computer tracks peggie shipments all over the Henbane and it turns out they got a huge place where they store hundreds of Bliss containers."

"I wanted to pay Eden's Gate back for what they did to my Marina, so I thought why not take something of theirs that they care about."

"By blowing up one of the biggest Bliss storages in Hope County." She recalled doing something similar with James and Cass back in Holland Valley. "I like it."

"I managed to track the GPS on one of their boats and they headed to and stopped at a place called the 'Ghost Cat Mine?'"

"I know the place! Thanks, stud muffin! Those peggie cocksuckers are gonna regret the day they screwed with Adelaide Drubman. Cuz when you screw me, I screw back . . . HARD."

"Don't I know it, babe." Xander chuckled lustfully.

America looked between the Drubman matriarch and the radio more times than she would have liked. There were many things she was curious about Adelaide, but now she didn't want to learn anything about her ever again. Unfortunately, her instincts were telling her she would be privy to a lot of Adelaide's private life.

Adelaide flew Tulip southeast toward the mine. On the road it would have taken an hour or so, but by air they arrived in less than a quarter of that time.

True to what Xander said, the cult were using the old mine as a storage area for Bliss Crates. America didn't even need her scopes to see the numerous green crates placed all over the location. Easy targets for a bird in the sky.

"Drop me down over here, Adelaide. I can mark some of the crates that are hiding from your sight and fight the peggies from the ground."

"You got it, Deputy. Just be careful where you run. Don't want to accidentally mistake you for a peggie and fill you with more holes than a bathroom stall."

"Right. I'll be careful." Adelaide set her down in the forest on the outskirts of the mine.

Once Adelaide was in the sky again, America waited for the woman to begin the assault. The burst of Tulip's twin guns was her cue. She rushed into the area as the peggies scrambled to stop the destruction of their precious drug.

"All hands, the bliss is a target!" She heard the peggies cry over the radio.

America watched as Adelaide expertly danced around the peggies' retaliation. She was never in one spot for too long, preventing the cultists from getting a bead on her. All the while she destroyed dozens of bliss containers, vaporizing them into pale green smoke and charred plastic.

The Deputy didn't forget her job either. It was easy to kill peggies when they were too busy looking up. After snapping a couple of necks, she opened one of the nearby train cars and discovered a lot of stacked bliss crates. She activated a flare and tossed it inside.

She got clear and a moment later Adelaide fired inside of the car. With a loud boom, the train was filled with green smoke drifting into the sky.

"The containers! Save the Bliss containers!" The peggies panicked like headless chickens; torn between saving their remaining product or killing the assailing helicopter.

"Kill that Succubus in the name of the Father!"

"Oh! Well, if it ain't the bitches in sheep's clothing." Adelaide snarked, as five helicopters came in to defend the Project. These were the remaining members of the Thundercunts; all flying peggie colors. "If you came to apologize, you can shove it up those traitorous puckers of yours."

"The only thing we've come to do is punish the sinner that spreads lust with her defiled body."

"You're just sore Tamara because you couldn't get any like I could. Your crotch has seen so little action for so long you can hear it creak!"

The Thundercunts responded by firing on the woman, who dodged expertly.

America was shocked to see how daring Adelaide was! Instead of distancing herself, she got in close, catching the pilots off guard. They moved their helicopters out of the way before she rammed into them. Adelaide then spun around and shot one of them down easily.

One of the pilots cursed over the radio, then ordered the remaining flyers to converge on Tulip.

Adelaide laughed at their attempts to out fly her and got some distance. Tulip took a couple of hits, but nothing some elbow grease couldn't buff out. When she got in the position she wanted, she moved Tulip forward and between two copters. Flares burst from Tulip's back, blinding the pilots and making them accidentally shoot each other.

The two birds burst into flames and crashed on top of some unlucky peggies. The remaining Thundercunts growled and glared at Adelaide, who was chuckling at them. She wasn't the Queen for nothing.

While Adelaide was dogfighting, the Deputy was keeping the cultists down below busy and off the Chopper Queen. They were no match for her LMG as she cut through them like a scythe through wheat.

She was making her way through the mine's operations building, destroying bliss crates that were stored in there. There was quite a lot of them, but the best part about using a machinegun was that it hit everything eventually. Especially when bullets pierced through squishy bodies and into the crates.

She soon reached the very top of the building to destroy the remaining Bliss. The entire building was burning and smoking black and green. Thankfully, there was a zipline that brought her back down to the ground. As she zipped to safety, she caught Adelaide finishing the remainder of her former clubmates.

Adelaide turned one of the last choppers into swiss cheese, leaving only one left.

"And I did all that without even breakin' a nail." Adelaide bragged.

"You will pay for your insolence, slut!" The woman fired.

Adelaide scowled as she moved out of the way and gripped Tulip's controls tightly. She hated that word. "The word is cougar, Heather!"

She returned fire, as the two copters danced. They moved in a circle, up and down, trying to take the other out. But Adelaide proved to be the better as she got an angle that turned Heather into meat chunks. Her copter plummeted and exploded, killing more peggies.

"Next time, watch your words, cunt." Adelaide spat. "Now where was I?" She returned her focus back on the peggies below. America had taken out most of them, but more had shown up by truck. It wouldn't matter as most of the Bliss was obliterated.

America went for her last target, which was the warehouse. This mission was shaping up to be a huge blow against the Eden's Gate Bliss operations.

Opening the door to the warehouse, there were a few cultists inside trying to move some Bliss out safely, away from the battle. A couple of shots from her machinegun ensured their failure.

The Deputy rifled through her pack and pulled out some C4. Carefully allocating them in the right places would ensure the destruction of the whole building's contents.

"Why are you doing this?" She heard Faith whisper in her head. "You think you'll hurt me, but soon you'll see you're only hurting yourself."

"Whether this hurts me or not, Faith. I don't care. So long as your Father's poison doesn't spread any farther." She said while roughly smacking some plastique on a Bliss Crate.

"This "poison" is what gives people faith. It shows them true peace of mind and happiness. You would take that away from them? Even if it's their choice?"

"And how many of those choices did you make for them?!" She yelled at the incorporeal voice. "I couldn't care less about your dumb sheep, but how many people did you deprive of free will just to have yourself some free mindless labor?"

"Those people didn't understand what I offered. Once I showed them existence free of anguish, they were happy to accept their fate. It was the will of the Father."

"I bet it was." America growled angrily as she placed the last explosive. She quickly moved out of the building and got a safe distance. "And this is the will of the people!"

She raised the detonator and blew the Bliss to kingdom come. The blast was more powerful thanks to the Bliss and literally blew the roof off the warehouse.

Debris fell from the sky and even killed a couple peggies. Adelaide had to maneuver away from getting hit. Green smoke rose from the destroyed building like it was on fire.

"Sorry about that Adelaide. I didn't think it would have such a chain reaction." America apologized.

"It's okay, sweety. Just give mama a little warning next time."

That was the last of the Bliss at the Ghost Cat Mine. The remaining peggies wailed in despair at the destruction. America and Adelaide decided to hightail it while they could and before reinforcements show up.

The Deputy was picked up and the pair flew back to the Marina triumphant.

"I can see the bliss clouds from here, you two! That's toxic freedom right there!" Xander called.

"We just struck a major blow to the cult's Bliss operations, Xander. We couldn't have done it without you." America responded.

"Addie was right about you, Deputy, you're a ten gallon hat with spurs! That might be a sex thing it's hard to know with Addie."

America looked over at the cougar and saw silent grin on the woman's face. She wasn't gonna let the Deputy know what exactly that meant.

She took the radio and said, "Pull out the red carpet, Xander, cuz your Queen is comin' home."

Adelaide flew Tulip away from the Bliss smoking heap that was the Ghost Cat Mine and back to her Marina.

When they arrived, they saw a bunch of peggie trucks on the outskirts, wrecked and smoking like they were in a recent battle. Surrounding those vehicles were a bunch of dead peggies, fresh ones, different from the ones they killed defending the Marina.

Adelaide landed her helicopter in its personal spot. After going through the motions to turn it off, the deputy and realtor were greeted by everyone.

Peaches came running up to America, rubbing up against her legs begging for head rubs. The Deputy was happy to oblige.

"Welcome back, Deputy." Grace greeted.

"How was working with Auntie Addie?" Sharky asked.

"Eventful, but productive." She turned around. Xander was right you could see the Bliss clouds rising from here. "Removed some peggie pilots from the sky and destroyed a huge supply of Bliss."

"Hey gorgeous!" Xander greeted. Adelaide greeted him back with a big ole smooch.

"Xander what the hell happened here? Did the peggies attack when we were away?" She referred to all the fresh carnage.

"Oh yeah, forgot to mention, the peggies were tracking the laptop when I was hacking it, so they came and attacked again. Everything's alright though! Your son did a stellar job stopping those dudes in their tracks."

"Well good work son. You saved my Marina again."

"Your welcome mama!"

"And thank you Deputy Jones for all your help. I got my Marina and my precious Tulip back thanks to you. If you ever need a pilot that can shoot a dick off a gopher from fifty feet in the air, give me a call and Tulip and I will be there."

"Thanks Adelaide. I might take you up on that." The two shook hands.

"Just don't call me around sunset. That's Xander's yoga time and I like to watch." The woman whispered. "You ain't lived till you see that ass in downward facing dog."

America gave an uneasy smirk. "Got it."

Adelaide was a little strange … but was definitely more normal than the other freaks she's met in this county. Zip Kupka and Larry Parker came to the forefront of her mind. Adelaide was just horny, those other guys lived in their own little worlds.

She was a damn good pilot though. Not to Nick's level, but America had never seen a anyone fly a helicopter like Adelaide flew Tulip. She was talented and had the firepower to back up her speed. Plus, a helicopter could get to places a plain could not. Could especially come in handy when they get to the mountains to take on Jacob Seed.

Suddenly her radio screeched. It was Dutch on the other end.

"Dutch, been a while since we chatted. How's things?" The Deputy responded.

"Sorry Dep, but this ain't a social call. I need your help Deputy." The veteran replied urgently.

America was surprised to hear him so anxious. "What'ya you need Dutch?"

"It my Niece. She's been captured."