I know I made this story back in 2013 and never finished it, it's 2020 now and we are all in quarantine so I'm back here. The remaster of saints row 3 came out and I played it again and you know what I am not over this fandom the idea and plot of this is still in my head I don't care if no one is reading this anymore but I'm gonna try and finish it so I can say I finished and accomplished something in my life! Enjoy ~

The sun has set draping the sky with a blanket of darkness, the city lights opening one by one making it hard to see the stars in the night sky.

The air quickly got thick and crisp making her pull her leather jacket tighter it blew at her hair as the two members of the 3rd street saints exited Franks high end apartment building.

Their purple vehicle waited by the sidewalk glimmering underneath the light posts.

Pierce lead the boss down the small stone steps leading onto the street, her heels clicking as they meet the concreate.

She had her hands deep in her pockets as she looked to the left in right, a habit she gained during the years being in this area of expertise you'd have the tendency to be a little paranoid.

"Where we off to now?" Pierce asked clicking the unlock button on the car remote making the headlight flash open.

On queue the phone in the boss' pocket vibrated without skipping a beat it she pulled it out to check.

The light of the screen lit her face as she touched the screen bringing it to life, in purple font it showed Viola's name.

' Meet me at my place, I think I know who's after you. '

The boss stared at it for a moment squinting her eyes unsure if she was reading the message right, she was at puzzled.

After the whole Magarac Island incident where stag almost blew up the steelworker statue with Shaundi, Viola and the mayor: Burt Reynolds in it nothing was the same.

Viola completely stopped her contact with the saints, it was because of the boss letting Kilbane escape making Kiki's death all for nothing. One day Viola just stopped showing up at meetings and stopped all contact with anyone of the purple wearing gang.

"Who is it boss?" Pierce asked resting his hand on the roof of the car patiently waiting on his boss' next move.

"Viola…" She began reading her thumbs to type a reply.

' Cool… U finally unblocked me, we good now?'

' I don't know yet.'

It took a second for her to reply but to the annoyance of the boss it wasn't the reply she wanted and she wasn't in the mood to be receiving passive aggressive text like she was dating this girl, that was one of the reasons she didn't date at all.

"What she say?" Pierce asked wrapping a hand on the door handle of the drivers seat.

"We need to go to her place." The boss shared as she opens her door, hoping in swiftly sideways, followed by her long legs, her hand on the handle slamming the door shut as Pierce did the same.

The elevator doors dinged open letting the two gangbangers step out, Pierce first followed by the boss.

Bright lights scaled the ceiling giving light to the modest sized loft.

The boss peered her ocean blue eyes at her surroundings taking in the interior of the apartment, black and red with a dash of pink.

"Did they use the same interior designer for all their places?" The blonde crime lord told her now right man hand with a nudge as she pointed at the drapes hanging from the large windows.

"I can say the same with all our cribs boss" Pierce teased slightly palming the purple tie around his neck to show the boss.

"Shut up it's not my fault that I look good in purple." The boss snapped tossing her hair back with her hand.

"Pierce I see you still bicker with everyone… didn't miss it at all." A softy feminine voice came from the top of the staircase making the two saints pull apart and look up to see Viola standing on top of it.

The boss quickly crossed her arms over each other watching Viola descent the modern hanging stair case on the far side of the room. Her hair was oddly down and her clothes matched.

"Love the new look you look less of a frigid bitch."

"You think so? You should take some pointers." Viola retorted quickly and confidently making Pierce bite his lip trying not to laugh if he knew what was best for him.

The boss rolled her eyes to the back of her head. "No thanks It looks cheap… I'm good."

Viola stopped just before the last step of the stairs mirroring the boss by folding her arms to look at the two who she called friends for a brief few months just before the leader of the saints decided to let the killer of her sister escape but saved her life in the process.

"You know you're already starting to make me doubt myself with helping you two." She snarled with a heavy breath.

"But then again you did save my life…" She adds remembering that said day on top of the statue , tied up next to Burt Reynolds.

"No need to thank me sweetheart." The boss smirked pretty happy with herself.

"So what's the 4/11?" She adds raising an eyebrow making eye contact with the ex-syndicate member.

Viola tilted her head to the left gesturing to them to follow her.

She leaded them to the sunken living room overlooking the city a cardboard box full of clutter was placed on top of the glass coffee table.

The boss hopped over the backrest of the large cream colored sectional couch digging her heel onto it in the process, immediately throwing herself onto it without asking permission from the home owner.

Viola watched unbothered but shook her head. "Make yourself at home." Then turned her back to them to put all her attention on the box of paper work and old trinkets.

She reached for a medium sized picture frame and examined it for a moment.

"Did you call us here for a garage sale?" The boss scoffed bored placing her feet onto the said coffee table.

Pierce watched from the back of the sofa standing over his boss silent.

"Knock it off." Viola groaned tossing the picture frame onto the boss' lap.

The blonde looked down not even flinching, she furrowed her brows together, tracing her blue eyes on the picture; it was of a younger Phillipe Loren and a teenager who looked exactly like him who wore a prep school uniform.

"What is this?" She asked a change of tone in her voice as she raised the picture up for Pierce to get a better look.

Viola sighed arms crossed again. "It's Phillipe's son."

"That dude had children?" was the first thing out the boss' mouth.

"Honestly he was a handsome man… until you crushed him to death."

"Damnnn… don't tell me you had something freaky going on." Pierce comments as he takes the picture from his boss.

The boss made a face not believing what Viola was telling them. "Yeah did you had a thing for your boss?" She chimed in imagining the twins and 'Belgian' gang leader partaking in orgies.

Viola rolled her eyes again. "I mean you had a thing for your second in command…" The brunette throws back at her.

The boss' heart skipped a beat as she told them this forgetting Pierce was standing behind her for a moment.

Pierce took a step forward to look at his boss' face to see the expression on her face.

The leader of the saints looked back reading his expression as well.

"Me?" Pierce asked a little flattered as he hands back the picture frame to Viola.

"No… Gat." Viola shared putting the picture away.

"The fuck you taking about?" The boss asked a little shaken but tried to hide it.

"I mean you killed a whole syndicate for revenge…" Viola explains taking the spot next to the boss.

"I'm like that to everyone…" The flaxen haired woman shared like it wasn't a well-known fact.

"Clearly…" Viola remarks plainly wanting the conversation to end since it wasn't going anywhere.

"Well speaking of revenge don't you ever think that you killing people will someday backfire on you… That's Philips son, he wanted to give him the family business when he retires but of course now he couldn't because… well you killed him."

"WELL… He fucking went after us first.. so where is this son of his." The boss quickly replied not making Viola forget how it all started in her head if they didn't come for the saints asking a cut they wouldn't be in the mess they were in now but the reality was if the saints didn't rob palace sized banks they could have avoided all of this but of course the leader of the saints wasn't going to admit that.

"He rarely talked about his son but I know for a fact that those men in that club is his, I guess he wasn't interested in the family business and started his own." Viola informed lacing her hands together to rest on her lap.

The boss gives her an approving nod.

"You know this is going to be a little hard to believe but it wouldn't suck too much if you joined the saints for good… you're actually useful." The boss turned her head to look at Pierce giving him the biggest death glare.

Viola clenched her jaw, tapping a finger on her knee deep thought.

"You know even if you let Kilbane escape… you still saved my life." She began, her tone soft and not snarky for once.

"Gee… Thanks for the backhanded compliment." The boss rolled her eyes but was honestly not even mad.

"Boss we don't need her you got me." Pierce suddenly spoke up trying to make his presence known.

"AND YOU'RE DOING SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB PIERCE." The boss snapped turning in her seat.

Pierce stepped back raising his hands in defeat.

The boss slowly peeled her eyes of lieutenant as she fixes her hair turning back to look at Viola plastering a smirk on her face. "Come on Bloody canoness whaddya say?" She asks her wiggling her eyebrows.

"How much am I getting paid?" Viola asked not skipping a beat.

The boss widen her eyes not offended but amused that she had the audacity to bargain with her after saving her life.

"Wow even after saving your life isn't that enough?" The blonde laughed throwing an arm over the backrest.

"I know my value." She said again quick with her answers.

The boss nodded in agreement.

"Not sixty six percent that's for sure." The leader of the saints said.

"Twenty?" Viola started the negotiation.

"Eh… Ten?" The boss replied not even thinking about it.

"Boss!" Pierce exclaimed not believing what he was hearing neither him or Shaundi dared to bargain with her when they all meet in Stillwater they were just thankful they were actually given something for their compensation.

"Deal." Viola retorted.

There was a short pause.

"I would have agreed on twenty" The boss said smugly pulling herself up to her feet.

"I would have done it for saving my life." Viola mirror the boss offering her hand for a shake.

"Don't push it." She almost barked at her, gripping her hand firmly.

Viola pulled her hand away quickly, placing in back on her side.

"So what's this guys name?" The boss asked scanning the picture on the coffee table, examining the boy's features.

His jaw was chiseled, eyes deep set and he had a shit eating grin on his face he looked like trouble he boss hated him already.

"Dimitri Loren."

TO BE CONTINUED…