*At the Gomorrah*

"Tell me again what we are doing?" Asked a confused Veronica while following Liz upstairs.

"For the last fucking time, we are finding this pussy named Troike, make him tell us about the guns, and then make him destroy them!" Liz told the little scribe, clearly annoyed

"Okay, but can we go soon? I keep getting the feeling that these guys will drug me and do whatever they please with me" Veronica said frighten.

Liz sighed in frustration "And this is why i once worked alone!" She whispered to herself.

They ended up at the VIP club door and went inside, and saw it was nothing but guards, whores, drugs and alcohol in this room. Liz eyed the 'guests' and notice one who stood out. While most of the guys had suit on, she notice a dark skined mess of a man sitting down on the bed with two women at his side.

"Finally!" Liz said in frustration, and speed walked over to his position, with Veronica behind her.

The man quickly took notice of the two women headed towards him, and liked what he saw.

"I see, its 2 more girls for the fun eh?!" He said cheerfully.

Liz did not hesitate to grab the collar of his shirt and pull him over to her face to face.

"Listen now you little shit, i know you are selling guns to the Omertas" Liz demanded of him while she looked as angry as ever.

Troike just brushed her off and pushed her off him "And so what if i did?!" He asked

"Destroy them now!" She demanded

"And if i dont? Remember there are armed guards here" He warned Liz

Liz gave it some thought on how to convince this guy to do as she say.

"Well maybe the NCR" Veronica suggested, earning a confused glare from Liz and a nervous one from Troike.

"W-what should i care if they find out?" He asked clearly lightly frighten.

"Well look at it this way. They got um reports that you have been selling and moving lots of guns, clearly to much for security" She argued

"So? they cant punish me from selling my stuff!" He countered.

"They will if those guns somehow ended causing harm on the strip. Going around with guns without permission on the strip can end in arrest. What do you think if 'your' guns harmed the NCR?" Veronica bluffed her ass off.

But Troike seemed to swallow it as he clearly look like someone who wished he got the death penalty.

"Wait, wait. Maybe there is something we can work out ladies" He suggested.

"There is asshole. Destroy the guns, and we wont tell!" Liz answered with death in her yellow eyes.

"But the Omertas" He said but was cut off with Liz began to chock him with one hand, letting her claws poke his neck.

"Argue again and i decorate your sluts with your guts!" She threaten.

"Okay, okay i do it!" He gave up and she let him drop to the floor.

"Smart move" Veronica praised him as she walked out of the VIP club, Liz quickly followed after she kicked Troike hard in the chest.

"What was that for?" Veronica asked.

"He cupped a feel when he pushed me away" She hissed at the curious scribe.

Veronica looked surprised as they entered the elevator "Im surprised you didnt gut him at the spot" she said

"I was tempted. But its most likely the Omertas will catch him after he destroyed the guns. They deal with him most likely" Liz answered as she pushed the button on the elevator.

"So we just sended a man to his death?" Veronica asked, just to be clear.

Liz nodded with an evil smirk on her face.

*Meanwhile*

John and Cass were in hiding after they found Ted. They had to trick the cook into thinking that his food storage was infested with bugs and lock him in.

"What are we doing here? Should we not just get out?!" Ted asked impatiently.

"No. We wait until Mortimer have finish his speech" John whispered to his companions. After the speech ended, most of the members of the white glove society were shocked that they had once again eaten a human being. Mortimer had an smug smile on his face, until he saw the main ingredient behind the two people he sure was dead. They came up to him and John said "How you like the dish? I made it myself, minus the human element"

Mortimer were outraged that he was tricked "I can not belive this. All this time i thought of you all as family, even when we had to sacrifice our lust for the greatest dish in the world. But now, all i see is a bunch hypocrites, stepping on everything we stood for, to pleasure the whims of ignorant buffons" He then gave John a hard look and pointed at him "This is not over! I wont let this be forgotten!" He yelled as he ran off.

John just laughed a bit "Guess that solves that. Okay rich kid, let's get you to daddy"

*An hour later, at the Lucky 38 presidentiel suite*

John arrived with Cass in the elevator to the suite, getting some earned rest.

"Guess i hit bed then" Was all she said as she made her way into the guest rooms to the left. John did not pay it much mind as he was focus on the primary room infront of him. As he entered he saw Liz playing around with Lucky.

"When did you get back?" He asked while he sat down on the bed.

"20 minutes ago" She then looks at him and walks over to him and slap him across the face.

"OW! The fuck?!"

"That is the last time you leave me with that girl. I swear by all the things i have done, she can not stop so whiney!" She ranted.

John rub his cheek and looked at her "With what i have heard about the gomorrah and what i know about you. I think she got a good reason"

"Whatever" She said and sat next to him. "What now then bitch? We fixed the casinos"

"Yes man did said something about a vault hotel" He suggested.

She gave him an annoyed look "We have cleaned up freeside, made the the gomorrah and ultra lux our bitch. I think we have done enough to get liked by people!"

He was about to argue but resented. In a way, she was right and he was kinda of tired from working. "I think you are right"

That got her attention as she looked at him confused "The fuck you say?"

"We have travel across the wasteland to ensure aid and support for the last couple of days. I say we proberly earned a rest" He said as he laid down on the bed.

Liz still fiddle around with her gun, looked at him and said "So what ya gonna do then?"

"First thing, i want a shower. Then fresh clothes and sleep" He sighed.

She just rolled her eyes "Dont you wanna get out and make trouple in freeside?"

"What is there to do in freeside? Beside you killing unfortunate people who cross you" He asked

"The wrangler, or you could browse at the silver rush"

"The what rush?" He asked

She laid down beside him, putting the gun on the night stand. "They sell energy weapons and mods. If you are a good shot with those kinda guns, and with the money we earned, i think you could get rifle"

He looked at her with doubt on his face. "How come you seem so relaxed? I thought you always were up to trouple"

That earned him her razor sharp nails in his rips. She leaned towards his ear and said "Go on an i make a scratching pole of you!" And let go of him after. "And the why of it is. Consider what i had to do, i need something to keep me relaxed. Eighter by keeping my blood going by torture some bastard. Or being with you" She said the last part a little quietly. It caught his attention and he roll to his side to look at her.

"I make you relaxed?"

She nodded with her eyes closed. "I hate being fucking nice, so hear me. I like you. You dont jugde me, you can put up with me. And you almost died saving me. And most of all. You are not scared of me"

He laid a hand on her hip "Why should i?"

"Have you meet me?! I got yellow eyes, fangs and razor sharp nails that are tough as claws. I chew people to bits if they just breath wrong around me"

He smiles and sais "I dont mind. I admit, traveling with you has been quite fun"

She looked at him with joy in her eyes "Really?"

"You are resourceful, dangerous and not bad for the eye eighter" He winked at her which made her blush a bit.

"Blushing are ya?" He asked still smiling.

"Tell anyone and i make you beg for Caesar to nail you to a cross!" She warned and lied with her back against him. He moved up against her, and moved one of his arms over her waist.

"Ya still want like her?" She asked, trying to not sound jealous.

"Who?"

"Reilley you idiot!"

"I dont know. I think i do, but after that night at the outpost, things changed a bit" He said

She was partial happy with that answer, but wanted to be sure. "I got an suggestion for you. Since i somehow care about you, and if you think the feeling is mutual. Then i want to make things clear" She and awaited for him to answer.

"Go on"

"If our plan works, and we get New Vegas and the surrounding area as ours. I want us to rule it, as king and queen" She said

He sit up and looked down at her "Didnt we already settle this?"

She sat up too and looked at him seriously "I saw it as an idea, but i want it to be official between us. As in we will rule role it together, and be together. So what i want is, that we make it officielt that we two, should be together" She said quickly

He look skeptical at her "As in?"

"Yes as a couple!" She interub him rudely. "And i want an answer now"

He quickly kisses her on the mouth, hoping she would not bite his lips off. Their mouths departed and they looked at each other.

"I take that as an yes then" She said with a smile slowly coming out, as she got off the bed and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?" he asked

"Didnt you said earlier that you were going to shower?" She said as she started to undress herself.