"All right we got one more stop." Michael drove down the road as the buildings that looked new and expensive, dwindled into small broken buildings. Than it became familiar as the vehicle turned down Franklins street. There stood Lamar smoking dope and talking on the corner. Michael rolled down his window and threw a vest at him "Let's go get in we got a problem."

Lamar's face was a mixture of joy and worry as he was excited to see Michael "Aw shit, back in business?" He opened up the back and saw Storm and Trevor "Crazy white dude?" his face was in awe and shock "Shit, nigga, you gonna have to tell me how you do that immortal shit." He got in and saw Sasha in the front seat "girl, whatchu doing here?"

"Lamar, we have a problem. Franklin was taken by the FIB." Michael interrupted.

Lamar almost jumped into the front seat "What? How did this happen?" He looked at Sasha "you two was connected by the hip how did you let this happen?"

Michael looked at Sasha who was looking at the floor. He thought it would be best to tell Lamar than keep him in the dark. "Well… Sasha was working for the FIB…"

Lamar hit his head on the car as he tried to get up in anger "You were what? I knews you were to good, something was wrong. How dare you. How dare you do that to my boy after he invited you into his home, he showed you love, introduced you to his family. Shit, I knews you were a bitch and a good one at that, to turn my dude into the FIB, shit, that's unforgivable…"

Lamar was going to go on but Michael saw the tears that were in Sasha's eyes and shut him up "Alright, Lamar she already told us she didn't mean it. She feels bad, she tried to stop it but couldn't."

Lamar sat back crossing his arms "Psh, just like a bitch to do something stupid, than wanna take it back." The rest of the car ride was silent as they were worried about Franklin.

Franklin sat in an open dirty factory room. The windows were broken and the only light that shown on him was the setting sun. The blood that dripped from his mouth glistened in the light. His swollen eye was twitching and his body lay slump as he tried to talk through a fat lip.

"Franklin, Franklin, this doesn't have to be this way." Dave paced the floor in front of him. As the FIB men started the recorder. "Just say it, right in this microphone that you, and Trevor were the ones who stole the money and that I had nothing to do with it. Say it!"

Franklin picked up his head and turned to Dave as best as he could "Fuck you, man" he spit blood at the floor by Dave's feet.

Dave's lip curled in disgust and anger at the hostage "Hit him again." He turned away looking out at the river that flowed next to the old building. The sun was setting and making the water glimmer fiery reds and pinks. "I just don't know why you would want to stick up for someone as scummy as Trevor Philips…I hope you went straight to hell." He said as a side note looking off at the water.

Just than two FIB men came rushing in "Sir, sir we lost her. She drove off with De Santa, and… and…" the guard was hesitant to answer.

"Come on spit it out!" Dave moved closer, angry.

"Trevor Philips."

Dave's face fell into horror as Franklin used all his energy to pick up his head as he laughed and smiled through his fat lip "Oh shit, you better run."

Dave looked at Franklin and hit him himself "Shut up you piece of shit." He looked around frantically "Alright everyone move out, I'll call in more back up." Dave got on the phone in a hurry to call in the order; soon a small fleet of FIB men will be ready for war.

Michael pulled up to the building and Storm, Trevor and Sasha jumped out and ducked for cover. Michael turned to Lamar before doing the same "Listen we are going in you stay out here and cover us. If things get bad we will come to help!"

"Alright my dude, go in there and help my boy out, okay?" Michael gave him a nod and then left the car.

"Alright everyone let's go! Lamar is going to take care of the guys out here, let's move in!"

The four made their way into the building and were faced with dozen or so guys. They took them out and kept moving. The second floor was empty with to guys at the door they took them out without any problems. "Well it looks like Davey wasn't expecting us." Trevor laughed in triumph as they made their way into the room Franklin was being held.

Sasha saw him tied to the chair all beat up "Franklin!" tears poured from her face as she ran to him.

"Sasha, don't!" Michael reached out for her but it was too late. Two FIB men came from either side and captured her. "Let go of her!" Michael was ready to shoot but Dave came from the dark corner of the room. The sun was almost set and only a few lamps overhead were on.

"Easy there Michael, don't do anything rash."

"Well look who it is" Michael kept his weapon close.

"Michael good to see you, I thought I told you to stay out of trouble?"

"Well Davey I thought you were going to finally leave us alone" Michael smiled but didn't mean it.

"I'm sorry did I bother you? I think I only came for Franklin and… him." He spit the words out as he made eye contact with Trevor. He looked past him at a tough figure that was gripping his arm. He squinted "Is that her? Storm, come out here let me get a look at you." She moved away from Trevor, but not by much. "What a shame, such a pretty girl attracted to such a monster."

"That's it…" Trevor moved to shot but Michael stopped him. Dave flinched but recovered when he saw Michael stop him.

"Easy T, listen Davey, I don't understand why you are doing this. No one knew anything we got away free."

Dave got angry "NO, EVERYTHING WAS NOT 'OKAY' PEOPLE WERE THREATING MY POWER, SAYING I WAS INVOLVED WITHYOU SCUM! I won't have it. I won't be a Steve; I won't be made a fool of around the water cooler. I will be feared, respected, and loved. I refused to be seen as some double agent who works for the government but double crosses it at the same time!"

"Whoa, this is not the Davey I know. Since when do you give a shit about what people think? When have you become so hungry for power?"

"Since I got this position, I've been pissed on for years and now it's my turn to piss on others. And I can't have these two bastards in existence; I won't have my name soiled. I was willing to spare you Michael because we go back a long time, but now you've thrown yourself into this mess. Your death will give me much remorse but it was your choice."

"Come on Dave; look around whose going to kill us? We've already taken down your men. Let's just settle this without war."

Dave threw his head back and laughed "Have you learned nothing over the years? There is no settling anything without war, only with war. And I'm not stupid, Michael. There is a fleet of many coming this way to take care of your little group."

Just then the four heard Lamar over the head set "Shit Michael I can't hold them off, there is a shit load of guys coming your way, I'm gonna need some help out here."

"Ah fuck…" a small group of men busted throw the door as Dave ran to hide. The three took cover. Sasha's anger grew as she used the two guards as stilts to throw her leg up. She smashed one guard in the face as he let go of her arm in pain. With her free fist she punched the other surprised guard in the face collapsing him to the ground. She ran to Franklin and cut him free. She crawled with him to a crate in the corner.

"Franklin, Franklin is you okay? Can you hear me?" She sobbed some more as she tried to whip some of the blood from his face.

He opened his eyes slowly "Sasha?"

"Yes Franklin I'm here, what hurts?"

"Every time I breathe it hurts."

She cried harder at the thought of him in such pain "Do you think you can get up to help Lamar?"

"Lamar?" he smiled to himself "yeah lets go I'll try to make it."

She passed him a gun as they ducked out "Michael, I got Franklin we are making our way out to help Lamar!"

"Okay be safe!" Michael moved from cover taking down a few more man. They were coming in non-stop but they were doing well. Soon only small groups of four or five men came busting in and then two or three. Dave watch from cover, seething with anger. The three removed themselves from cover as the last guys were taken down.

"Oh Davey, you're next you son of a bitch!" Trevor laughed diabolically as he mowed down a few more guys.

"You have to be fucking kidding me! Give me that!" Dave ripped a gun away from one of the guards as he also got out from cover. "Let's see what happens to the bug men when something they love is killed!" Aiming his gun at Storm he took the shot.

Trevor and Michael saw aim. They ran to her but Michael was too far. "No!" With one jump Trevor covered Storm. The bullet made contact with Trevor's shoulder. He took the bullet for Storm.

"Trevor!" Storm screamed as she hit the ground to catch him. He was bleeding fast as his eyes looked at Storm. "No Trevor no!" she set him down and took off her jacket. "You are not dying like this, not after everything you went through!" she ripped the sleeve of her shirt and applied pressure to the wound as she made a make-shift badge out of her shirt. Her face was intense but the tears couldn't help but spill over her eyelid. "It's okay you'll be fine, you'll be fine….you'll be-" she lost her focus; her vision became completely blurred as she sobbed harder.

"Storm…Storm please… it's okay just stop." Trevor's voice was low and weak.

"No, no I will not let you die, I will not"

He shushed her as he touched her face "Storm I need you to know..." his breathing was shallow "when I first met you, you made me feel like a hero. You made me feel like I wasn't crazy. You were tough, fearless, and caring. Something I have never seen in my life." He paused trying to go on "you made me want to be a better person, to stop doing drugs, to stop killing, but even if I didn't I knew you would accept me for anything I was, but I wouldn't accept myself. I wanted to take care of you the rest of your life, and protect you. I would fix you, and you would fix me too." He stopped again feeling weak, she cried louder and harder over him. "And you did, you fixed me. Maybe not completely because I will always be crazy Trevor, but…I hope I fixed you too."

The tears were streaming down her face as her eyes pulsating "Trevor, stop you are going to be okay, I am not going to lose you again."

"Storm…please."

She kept crying taking breathe she spoke "Trevor… you fixed me to." She stroked his head as she rested her forehead on his chest.

Michaels face contorted into anger as he turned to Dave "You bastard. Look what you did. You destroyed such as strong love just to save your own ass over some dumb fucking job. You really don't give a fuck about anyone but yourself! You mother fuck-" before Michael could even finish his sentence Dave had the gun loaded and aimed at him.

"You don't get it Michael; you'll never get it, because you are just some redneck from North Yankton. You don't know anything except how to rob banks and kill people. Now you call yourself a 'film producer' you're just a stupid backwoods bumpkin who got lucky. And now you'll be nothing but a memory because no one will give a fuck about you Michael Townley. Any of you fuckers!" he looked around at Trevor and Storm. "I'm done with this shit, finally. Any last words… Michael?"

"Go to hell."

"Oh I'm sure you will" his figure went to squeeze the trigger. Michael squeezed his eyes shut getting ready to die. Suddenly he heard Dave wince. When he opened his eyes Dave was clutching his hand as his pistol lay on the ground next to him. Michael looked to the darkness as a figure appeared. It was Lightening.

"Lightening!" he ran to her and gave her a hug. "You saved my life, how did you know?"

"I came out of my coma last night. They called Amanda to come pick me up, she said you were going to Franklins, I knew exactly what was happening."

"You fucking drug attic whore!" Dave screamed.

Lightening turned and shot him the arm, bringing him to the ground "Shut the fuck up already." Michael and Lightening approached Dave who was gripping his arm and wincing in pain. "Would you like to do the honors?" Lightening said as she passed Michael her gun.

"Absolutely" he stood over Dave "Well Dave I hate to see this happen, but it's time to end this partnership. Any last words…?"

Dave's face cringed in pain as he struggled to talk "Go… to hell."

Michael smirked as he brought the gun up to Dave's head "Oh, I'm sure you will." One shot and Dave Norton was dead. Michael looked at Dave's body upset. Lightening rested her hand on his back, he looked up at her and they shared a smile. He turned quickly remembering Trevor "Oh shit, Trevor!"

They ran to Storm who was still sobbing next to Trevor "Hurry, he is losing blood fast!"

The three carried Trevor down the stairs and out to the car. Lamar, Sasha, and Franklin were sitting in the car. Lamar sat in the front as Sasha held Franklin in the back. FIB bodies were laying everywhere. "Let's move Trevor got shot, we have to get him to a hospital! We'll take a separate car!"

Michael opened the back seat as Storm laid with Trevor. They sped off down the road. Trevor's head was in Storms lap as she stroked his head. Lightening watched from the front seat. The two made eye contact, but didn't say anything. Finally they got to the hospital. The group burst through the door arring Trevor, as Franklin, Lamar, and Sasha limped behind. They took him into the emergency room. Storm watched from the hallway. She collapsed to the floor as she sobbed. Michael and Lightening went to her picking her up and bringing her to a seat. They siblings held one another waiting to hear from the doctors. Michael turned to Sasha and Lamar who were also upset and waiting.

The next hours were agonizing as they waited for the doctor.