Carly glanced out the window later that night, finding the island eerily quiet… so far, none of Vaas's men had shown up to Dr. Earnhardt's small medical clinic like Dr. Earnhardt said that they regularly do… and Carly wasn't sure what was even more disturbing, that they can barge in whenever they felt like or that they were waiting until everyone was in their most vulnerable state of mind.

"Are you gonna talk to me?" Carly heard Trevor ask as he walked over to her, Carly continuing to ignore him as she set the supplies that she and Johnny managed to find on the island down on a table.

"Are you gonna back off and realise that I can control my own life and you don't have any right to order me around, Trevor?" Carly replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Carly, you're like my own kid! You're still a kid, you don't know your own mind!" Trevor says, Carly laughing humorlessly.

"You don't have any kids, Trevor! You wouldn't know those kind of responsibilities and you did, you'd be a piss poor parent because you only think of what you want and not what's important in a kid's life!" Carly says angrily, infuriating Trevor.

Trevor reached into the pocket of his cargo pants, pulling out a picture and showing it to Carly, the picture consisting of Trevor and a small raven haired girl with brown eyes that Carly guessed to be 13 or 14 years old.

"That's my daughter in that picture. If you had bothered to stick around when you and Michael were hiding out with me and Patricia instead of sneaking out to the Lost MC campground whenever you got the chance, you would've met Sam earlier!" Trevor says.

"I kept sneaking out at night because being around you for an extended amount of time was starting to drive me mad! You kidnapped Patricia and then forced me and my dad into hiding out with you two! For all I know, you probably kidnapped this girl too, is she really your daughter, Trevor?!" Carly says as Johnny walks over to them.

"Hey, what the hell is going on here?! Why are you taking out your pissy attitude on Carly, Trevor?!" Johnny says, standing in front of Carly.

"I'm just trying to get her to understand that hanging around bikers can only lead her to trouble!" Trevor yells.

Carly snapped, a sharp smacking sound following and Trevor holding the side of his face, Michael and Franklin running over and putting some distance between the two as Johnny held Carly back.

"You're not gonna get it unless someone beats some sense into you that we're in over our heads with these crazy assholes searching the island for us and trying to kill us! Pull your head out of your ass and actually listen for once, Trevor!" Carly shouts, Trevor glaring at her and trying to lunge at the small brunette, intending on beating her to a pulp.

Michael, on the other hand, had other ideas and bashed a bed pan over Trevor's head, knocking him out.

"You got any restraints?" Michael asks, Dr. Earnhardt heading down the hallway and returning with hospital regulation restraints as Johnny pulled Carly aside.

"Does this happen a lot back in San Andreas?" Jason asks.

"Yeah except most of the time, Trevor gets hit with a frying pan, baseball bat, whatever anyone can get their hands on to shut him up." Jack says.

Carly ran her fingers through her disheveled hair before pulling it into a messy bun.

"I know Trevor drives you nuts, even more so since he found out the truth about Brad and since Ivory bashed your head in with a crowbar and messed up your memory but-" Johnny says, lightly rubbing Carly's shoulders. "-you need to try to stay calm and not let him get to you, okay?" He says, Carly nodding.

"He is… so damn aggravating, I just want him to shut up and listen but he won't. I… personally, I don't think Uncle T was ever there to begin with, John." Carly says as the two hug, Carly resting her head on Johnny's left shoulder and Johnny rubbing his right hand up and down Carly's back.

Trevor regained consciousness a while later, finding his legs and arms restrained to a bed.

"Me and my fucking mouth." Trevor mutters, trying to get out of the restraints but not having much luck. He looked up and saw Jason watching him like he was a security guard and Trevor was a prisoner.

"Was this really necessary?!" Trevor demands.

"Was antagonizing the tiny girl until she finally snapped and slapped you necessary or do you give a fuck about anyone but yourself? Does the little girl you claim is yours even matter to you?" Jason retorts.

"Sam does matter, I'm the only parent she has left and she's my child! I love her-" Trevor says angrily.

"Until she ends up doing something that pisses you off and you decide to treat her how you've treated Carly!" Jason says.

"Only way that could happen is if she gets pregnant too young… not that she can have kids anyway, she was violently attacked at 11 and there's no chance of me being a grandfather." Trevor says.

Meanwhile, Sandy Shores…

Sam almost dropped her phone in shock when she saw a text from Lester.

'Can't get in touch with any of them… in the worst case scenario that they're gone for good, I think you should know the truth about your medical records.'

Sam opened the picture message and scrolled down the phone page, seeing proof that Trevor lied to her and that Sam can have kids but there's a risk of damage to any children she'll have and possible chance of her dying in childbirth.

Sam's feelings were a mix… she was happy that she can have kids, pissed that Trevor lied to her and worried about her own health… but the strongest feeling was betrayal, she felt like Trevor lying to her made him think that he couldn't trust that she'd handle the truth… he made her feel like what happened when she was 11 was her own fault.

'Thank you, Lester… any luck tracing their phones?' Sam texts to Lester.

'Closest cell phone tower near Rock Island is about 3000 miles away in Havana. Sorry, Sam.' Lester replies.

'It's okay. I'm just hoping they come back home safely.' Sam replies.

"Yeah because when you get back, Dad, you and I are gonna talk about this once and for all. No more lies and no more betrayal." The recently turned 14 year old says, pulling her long raven hair into a ponytail before putting her phone in her dress pocket and grabbing the keys to her quad bike, intent on finding Rys and letting him know what she found out.