Disclaimer: I do not own the rights for the GTA game or the cities or the characters in the game...however I do own the city I made up and the characters that I myself created.

A/N-Here's Chapter 26...probably the shortest chapter I ever did haha. Enjoy! :)

David was standing outside of the casino waiting patiently waiting for a cab to show up. So far nothing showed up except, a few people having their cars picked up by the many valets waiting for a tip. He already sent Thomas off to race, so calling him up for a ride was out of the question. He wasn't in the mood to steal a car around the parking lot. He already had enough running from the authorities for one day. Come on, David thought. There's got to be a vacant cab around here!

Conveniently, there was one as the cab came at a slow stop honking for David. David saw the cabbie motioning his hand telling him to come here. Not wasting one second, David lightly jogged over and got into the back of the cab. The inside of the cab was disgusting as he witnessed several flies buzzing around, and an open porno magazine showing the centerfold of a naked blond with her legs spread wide open while squeezing her breasts. It wouldn't look that bad if it wasn't for the damp, sticky, splotches across the centerfold. He didn't even want to know what sticky substance it was, as he kicked it away gently, and rolled down the window.

"Where you heading to?" The cabbie asked followed a roaring belch.

David grimaced at the cab's burping and answered, "Heavenly Meadows retirement home."

"Don't play around with the window man," The cabbie said as he started driving and started on the meter. He didn't even bother turning on the radio for him.

David on the other hand was pushing himself against the door and stuck his out the window a bit, breathing mouthfuls of air. It wasn't the best air Daytona City had to offer but, it was better than smelling the BO and, God knows what in the cab.

It was a ten-minute drive as they arrived in the parking lot of the retirement home. David quickly got out of the cab, gagging as he walked around and threw a ten-dollar bill at him.

"Hey asshole, it supposed to be twenty for the ride!" The cabbie yelled.

"If your cab didn't smell like a fucking cesspit, you'd get that other ten!" David retorted back as he continued walking away.

"No fucking respect...that's all I ever get," The cabbie muttered angrily driving off.

David continued walking as he arrived at the doors. He didn't see an orderly standing outside like he did before. Got the day off I suppose. Then again, the last time I was here, I was packing a piece. He walked over and signed in his name on the visitors list. He looked around and saw his mother sitting down reading a book. He then walked over; standing behind her and. tapped his mom on the shoulder.

"Is this seat taken?" David asked.

"Of course it's taken asshole. I'm waiting for my…" Rosa turned around and saw her son smiling. "Well, you finally show up! Where's my hug?"

"Sorry mom." David laughed hugging her.

"Eh, it's alright." Rosa said continuing to hug him. She then sniffed a moment and stared at her son and sniffed a bit more. She could recognize the odor from a mile away.

David looked at her wondering what was going on. "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Why do you smell like gunpowder?" Rosa questioned as she glanced at him.

"Mom that's…just…" David's words trailed off as he tried to quickly figure out an excuse. Come on David. Think goddamnit! "It's a…umm…a new cologne! I bought this a while back and, used a little bit of it. I didn't think you would notice at all!" David laughed nervously.

Rosa stared at him with a straight face. There was a brief moment of silence in the air as the two of them looked at each other. "Four years at Vice City University, and that's the best you can really come up with? 'It's a new cologne mom, I didn't think you would notice at all' I mean, really David? Do I look stupid to you?"

Before he could say anything in his defense, Rosa slapped him against his face. The right side of David's face stung. "Jeez mom!"

"Don't 'jeez mom' me David!" Rosa said placing her hand on her hips. She glanced at some of the people looking over and murmuring to each other. "Let's go outside…we need to talk." With that she reached up and grabbed David by the ear. She then walked nonchalantly while tugging on her youngest son's ear.

Embarrassed by the chuckling and giggling of the others as they stared, David cried out, "Ow! M-mom! I'm…ouch! Let go!" He struggled and he held on to his mom's hand, trying to make her let go, but to no avail. Goddamn. For an old woman, she's got a hell of a grip! Same ol ma, he thought as the two of them went outside.

Once they got to the fountain, Rosa let go of him and stared at him fuming. David could see that this visit wasn't going to be a good one, and wished he had showered up before visiting her.

"David Anthony DePalma…you better give me a fucking straight answer. I know when you lie to me, and quite frankly you're a bad one at it. Sure, you can fool anyone else with those big brown eyes, but you can never fool your mother.

"Nobody is fooling you mom, believe me. " David slightly smiled, rubbing his ear from the pulling and twisting his mother did.

"David…your eye's shift several times when you lie." Rosa said not amused.

David's eyes stopped shifting, as he closed them and took a deep breath and sighed. No use hiding this from her forever…all right David…time to come clean. "Mom?"

"Yes?"

"That gunpowder smell…wasn't a new cologne."

"No! Really?" Rosa said sardonically. Her face then changed to worry as she asked him one more time. "Why do you smell like gunpowder son?"

"It's because…I've used a gun in the line of work that I'm in." David confessed as he looked at the ducks swim around a bit in the fountain. "I'm not really a driver making deliveries…I'm…a hitman for the mob."

Silence once again was in the air as David turned his head and looked at the ground feeling guilty. David's mouth felt dry, but he pressed on continuing to talk.

"I didn't want to tell you cause, you were so proud of me going to college, and graduating. I would think I found some kind of work when I left VCU, but I couldn't…then I came out here tried to help out Randy, and he dragged me into this lifestyle."

"I thought so." Rosa said sighing. "I knew you would do something like this. Just like your father. An apple doesn't fall too far from the tree."

"Wait," David said surprisingly. "You knew? You fucking knew?"

"Hey! Language, David." Rosa reminded him.

David ignored her. He still wanted to know. "How long did you know?"

"I've known for a while you've done some stuff like this before. How the hell else did you manage to come up with the money to get to that college? Selling lemonade?" Rosa shook her head. "I also knew you were in some kind of trouble when you told me you were here, telling me you were working as just some 'delivery boy'. Mama knows."

David couldn't believe it. "Then why didn't you say something back then and tell me? Why keep it a secret?"

"Just wanted to see you squirm son," Rosa said crossing her arms and sat down by him. "And who are you to tell me not to keep a secret? You've been keeping this shit from me for years!"

"Mom…"

"Let me finish," Rosa demanded as her temper flared up for a second. "I know you're an adult, and it's time you started living your own life, making your own choices. Remember David, every choice you make has its consequences."

"So true…so very true." David agreed.

"Nobody dragged you into this lifestyle that you're in. You did." Rosa concluded.

"Yeah mom…I know that as it is." David said sourly. "So what are you going to do mom? Stop talking to me? Cut me off from the family altogether? Beat me?"

"No, smart ass, I'm not going to." Rosa said shaking her head. The thoughts did cross my mind though several times. Only thing I can ask from you is…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Watch over Randy."

"Besides that," Rosa uncrossed her arms and took one of David's hands and held tightly. "Survive."

David saw the plea in his mother's eyes as she said that single word to him. It hit him heavier than any punch, kick or bullet. Most mothers would've never wanted anything to do with their son's if they were involved in any sort of criminal activity. But his mother was fine with it. What's her angle in all this? David thought as he firmly held his mother's hand, and nodded.

"I promise mom."

"Good…come on, visiting hours are over," Rosa stood up. "My son, a college grad, and a hitman. If it wasn't for the fact that my carpel tunnel acting up lately, I'd whip you like a losing horse."

"Sorry mom." David apologized.

"And don't you ever lie to me about something like this again David. I mean it." Rosa said lightly whacking him upside his head.

"Ow! Alright mom, I won't lie! I promise," David pledged. "Quit hitting me."

"Boy, with what you confessed to me, I haven't hit you enough." Rosa said firmly, hitting him one final time against his arm. Her face then softened as she hugged him. "Now that I know what you're doing, I can't stress this enough. Please be careful."

"I will." David vowed as he hugged him mom again and started walking away. He turned around and called out his mother's name. "Hey ma?"

"What?"

"You arent like…mad at me are you?" David wondered.

"Disappointed is more like it. But no, I'm not mad at you…just remember what I told you and, don't get yourself killed."

As soon as he left the retirement home, the words of his mother echoed in his head over and over.

Remember David, every choice you make has its consequences.

I knew you would do something like this. Just like your father. An apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

I can't stress this enough. Please be careful.

David shook his head, while taking a deep breath to relax. "Well…that didn't go too well," David said to himself as he continued walking. The sun was setting down slowly as David glanced at his watch. It was reading 6:54pm. "Hell of a day David," David said talking to himself out loud as he started walking down the sidewalk. There wasn't anyone to hear him speak so he let it all out sighing. "Hell of a fucking day. You failed at an assassination attempt, you were on the run by the fucking cops, and you're on Johnny's shit list…temporary I hope. To top it all off, mom knows what you really do…and she isn't that pissed! Not to mention, she knew the whole time! I can't wait till I get home…call in about that safehouse near Brownstand, order up a pizza; some drinks, maybe an escort to keep me company like Tiffany, and try to…"

The jingle of his cell phone ringing cut him off as he went into his pocket and checked. It was the number to Club Sugar Daddy.

David picked it up and answered. "Yeah?"

"Hey David!" Milky yelled. The music was blaring with the sounds of Poison, by Bell Biv Devoe.

"Hey Milky, how is everything?" David said with a slight smile.

"Great, I wanted to thank ya again on getting me and my sis out of that mess."

"It's the least I could do." David said with mild diffidence.

"Well the reason why I called was that you brother wanted you to come over to the club so you two can talk," Milky said as she then yelped by some drunk bumped into her and spill his cognac on her chest. "Hey! Watch where the fuck you going shithead!"

"What?"

"Oh, its nothing just a drunk in the club. But yeah, he needs you to come here right away."

"I got plans Milky," David answered. "Tell Randy that I'll talk to him first thing in the morning."

"It's really important that you got here." Milky pleaded.

"Is that much of an emergency?" David said making sure.

"I promise. It really is."

So much for that food and that escort, David thought as he rolled his eyes. "Alright fine…tell him I'll be there in the next fifteen minutes." He quickly hung up before she could say a word. The moment he hung up, he saw a yellow and blue striped PCJ-600 motorcycle. Fuck fifteen minutes…I'll make it by five, He thought with a smile as he sneaked up behind the biker and pulled him off the seat by the helmet. "Color is a bit weird, but it'll do nicely!"

The biker was so surprised he didn't even realize he was being jacked till he saw David take the motorcycle helmet off of him then, put it on himself.

When the light turned, green, David turned around and looked at the biker. "Thanks for the donation!" He laughed as he flipped down the tinted visor and, took off on the PCJ-600, riding down the street musing what Randy wanted to discuss about.

A/N- I figure its best to have someone remind David that every choice he makes is gonna have a result. What better way than have his mother say it to him, telling him the truth, followed by whacking him a few times for lying and hiding it from her? Anyway, read reply, and stay turned for the next chapter! Have a great day! ^_^