Everyone scattered. Boss was down. Like vultures ,stag took photos and filmed the body of the boss. Then they left ,with Noah in tow. It was over before it had started and they left it all bodies , the discarded guns. Boss. Once the cars drove off Gat quickly lunged to get to boss. Cradling her body , he could see she was still breathing.

"Boss ,boss hey. Visala look at me , don't , don't go." He spoke , trying to keep her closing eyes open and looking at him. "Please I can't lose you." He spoke ,this time tears coming in floods .

"Johnny."Visala groaned , keeping her eyes on him as long as she could . "Johnny , you've gotta-" He was hanging on her every word as she struggled to stay awake and speak to him. "kill ...h im…" She spoke and fell unconscious just as the wailing sirens of an ambulance came pulling up in the area. Gat held onto her, watching intently for any sign of worsening before the emts took her from his arms. Tobias touched down on a building and him and Laura came over , Shaundi and Pierce walked over and the other saints that were left alive swarmed around Gat.

"What just happened? Gat is boss ok?" Gat didn't say anything at first , which made Shaundi get angry." Dude what the fuck is she ok?" When gat shook his head without looking at her, shaundi felt all kinds of emotions. She wanted to punch someone, something and get high. For the first

time in ages , it seemed that Pierce was unreadable, he came over when shaundi did and A

hadn't said a word the entire time..

"What do we do next gat?" Pierce asked

"How could you say that pierce Boss might be dead?!" Shaundi shouted at Pierce but Neither him nor Gat said anything. Gat nodded and pierce nodded as well , something silent going on between them. Shaundi looked, confused , between the two men as Gat got up and pierce yelled at the assembled saints to take a break for the night. It wouldn't have been what boss wanted for her men to do, but they earned it. Those who came to assist earned this. Shaundi wasn't relaxing but she seemed to soften up once she understood that this was hurting gat.

"Hey, let's go to the hospital. It'll give you some ease of mind and we can bust her out if needed." Shaundi rested a hand on gat's shoulder.

"Sure." Gat spoke"Why not?"

Later on in the hospital , Gat waitd in the waiting room with Pierce and Shaundi. It seemed like the hours ticked on and Gat watched as a man went up to the front desk. He had the brightest colored clothes on and looked as if he worked at that one gay stripclub. Dark skin , bubblegum pink hair , he took a nametag from the desk lady and sat in a seat across from Gat. A sly smile placed itself on his lips but the man looked like he hadn't gotten sleep in ages. THen it went back to the waiting. A doctor came out and everyone turned to look at him. He motioned for the man to come over and Gat couldn't hear what he was saying but the man looked distraught before being led into the hospital. It took only a few more minutes of waiting before the saints were brought in. Gat wanted to throw up at that moment. Her face was bandaged , wrapped up like some kind of blindfold to play a game of pinata .But she wasn't going to play any games for a while. SHe wasn't even awake ,the doctor had told them. THey kept her in this comatose state s she wouldn't damage herself more , as they knew the group's history of busting out of hospitals. Then the bomb had been dropped on them

"She's never going to see properly again. We did all we could but we can't fully restore her vision. She can see but she might as well be blind." The Doctor spoke and Gat wanted to punch something but all that he did was fall back into the chair in disbelief.

A few moments of sitting in disbelieving silence later and the pink haired man entered into the room. He stood there in the doorway , confused for a moment until he finally spoke up.

"Ah. So you're the people she told me about." The three looked around at eachother , confused." She never mentioned me? Her brother?" Shaundi shook her head. "She said she had one but never said it was you. Who are you anyway?" The woman questioned, taking a spot on a couch in the room.

"Shosanna Galvez. Most people call me Sana or if you're a client , I'm kitten. I work at the gay stripclub on the row." "I'm Shaundi , this is Pierce and that sulking figure in the chair near her bed is Johnny Gat."

It took a few days but eventually her eyes fluttered open and Johnny almost threw up when he saw wanted to know , to see if someone could suddenly become lactose it was possible , he was one of them. Since every time that he'd see milk after that moment it would remind him of her misty , glazed over eyes that couldn't see much at all. Visala squinted and reached out to touch Johnny's face. "I'm having a hard time seeing you Johnny. My vision is really just blurry. Is it you? I'm assuming by the cologne but you can't ever be too sure." He didn't really know what to say to that. Stonefaced , Johnny nodded.

"Yeah, yeah it's me. I'm here." Visala groaned as she sat up some to grasp his face

"Ah. Good." She smiled before releasing him"Hey Gat?"She looked at him with intent as she relaxed into the hospital bed"Go home. You sound awful. We can talk later. The crew and the lieutenants are gonna need you to convey to them that I'm fine. To carry on as if nothing happened. Can you do that?" Gat wasn't sure if he could. He was really messed up after experiencing this mess and it would take a while before he could really go about things like normal. No. He could do this. He had to. Not just for boss or himself but for shaundi and pierce. They needed to know things were going to be okay. "Of course." The look of determination was all the affirmation that Visala needed. She closed her eyes and let go of Gat's hand that she had taken hold of in midst of their conversation, resting naturally. The nurse led gat out and when the cool night air reached his face , the man stood there, reveling in it. Rest. Yeah, he thought he earned it. He couldn't go back to his place though. It wasn't really his place even. It was Aisha's. No more 'eesh. Aisha. He was done with that memory. Not gone but. Done. Paused. There were plenty more important things to worry about at the moment. He had to go somewhere else.

He didn't really notice where he drove to. He just drove at this point. The mix was what had been on the radio when he turned it on and gat didn't feel like changing it. Besides, it was her favorite station. Gat ended up at the penthouse apartment, driving into the garage where boss' impromptu motorcycle collection was. ( it was mostly just the ones she stole from the ronin when she eradicated them)

Once inside, Gat fell into her bed , filled with messed up purple blankets and sheets , knowing that he had to make a move soon. He couldn't stand to lose both of the women he loved. Her bed smelled nice, like her it was the scent of gunpowder and sex, coffee and spices. The windows were cracked slightly open just enough for gat to hear the noises of the nightlife in Stillwater. He listened and imagined Sala next to him , wholly alive. Not sleeping on a hospital bed only to wake up the next morning with hardly any sight. He knew what it was like to not see things clearly, hell, he wore glasses for fucks sakes. Only her deal was different, there would be no corrective surgery to fix the damage that stag caused her. She'd be like this now, on the bright side, at least she'd have an excuse for her shit driving. Johnny chuckled to himself before falling asleep to restless dreams.