"Are you… out of your mind, old man?!" The man said to Trevor.

"What?! Don't worry about-" Trevor starts to say.

"Handle it on your own! Those fucking cultists… they did horrible things to me! Made me rethink what I did to her… I can't do it, I can't kill Dash!" The man said before leaving.

Trevor aimed the Combat MG at Carly's bedroom window, waiting for her to wake up.

Carly opened her eyes, her head on Johnny's shoulder and his arms around her.

"At least you two are fully clothed this time." Both heard, looked and saw Dash and Niko in the doorway. Dash was starting to sober up and if Carly didn't feel exhausted, she would've made a joke to lighten the mood.

Dash noticed the tense look on Carly's face as Carly and Johnny let go and stand up, Johnny looking out the window… then at the others.

Johnny grabbed Carly and Niko grabbed Dash as the gunfire started, all four keeping their heads down as bullets flew everywhere, breaking things in Carly's room.

"What the fuck is-" Gordon says as he runs in.

"Gordon, duck or you'll be talking out your ass!" Carly yells, Gordon throwing himself to the floor as Carly reached under her bed, sliding an AK 47 to Gordon. "Now give him hell!" She says, Gordon taking the AK 47 and crouching into cover before shooting at Trevor.

Johnny grabbed an M16 as Carly grabbed a Carbine Rifle, both joining Gordon in the gunfight.

"Niko, Dash! Get to the roof!" Gordon shouts, Niko and Dash heading to Michael's room and climbing out the window, Niko boosting Dash up before grabbing a shotgun and handing it to her. Niko then climbed up, sniper rifle in hand.

Dash's p.o.v

This is insane, even for Trevor! Now a gunfight has broken out?! Never a dull moment, in Los Santos or Liberty City!

All I did was shoot Steve Erics to keep Roman from getting killed! Trevor started all of this chaos in LS, just because he hates Johnny!

This… ends… NOW!

I drop my shotgun and grab Niko's sniper rifle, aiming and shooting Trevor right in the shoulder, knocking him out of the tree.

Johnny's p.o.v

I climbed down the ladder Packie set up, Carly climbing down it a few seconds later as Trevor stands up.

Dash, Niko, Gordon and the others join us, Michael with an AP pistol aimed at Trevor.

"You son of a bitch! Terrorize my own daughter, have you fucking lost it completely?!" Michael shouts, Trevor standing up.

Trevor walks away… not so sure it's a good thing that he's quiet now.

Unknown p.o.v, a few hours later…

"So I'm here, again… asking for your help." Trevor says, his left arm in a sling because of the bullet wounds to his shoulder.

"You got it." I say, shaking his right hand.