Carly and Johnny groaned in aggravation when they heard a knock at the door, immediately thinking it was Trevor and that he hadn't listened to what Carly said.
"Fucking lunatic will never get it." Johnny mutters as Carly slipped out of bed, pulling on a pair of underwear, followed by some navy pajama shorts and a red tank top before heading to the living room and opening the door.
"Oh... hello." Carly says. Instead of Trevor, it was a man in his mid 40s dressed in a navy blue suit, a CIA badge clipped to the pocket of the blazer.
"Sorry to disturb you, miss. I'm Agent Willis Huntley, I'm just following up on the incidents on Rock Island." The man says as Johnny walks into the living room, having pulled his clothes back on. "Agent Norton already said you two are not very trusting of cops or any kind of government but I'm not here to arrest any of you." He says, Johnny and Carly letting the agent into the house and Carly noticing the scar that wrapped around Willis's index finger on his right hand.
"What the hell happened there?" Carly asks.
"Hoyt... actually chopped off my finger. He was gonna slice another one off but was knocked unconscious." Willis says, Carly startled by this. "I assume you know by now that Vaas wasn't always crazy, that being around Hoyt turned him crazy." He says.
"Being around a crazy person can make someone go insane." Carly says, having been around Trevor long enough to know that being near an insane person for an extended amount of time can make you feel like you're gonna lose your own mind.
"Yes, it can... whoever influenced Hoyt and Buck was most like influenced by another psychopath. I'm... gonna go, give you two some time to heal up. Take care now." Willis says before leaving.
Meanwhile, Michael and Jimmy walked into the house... but when Amanda tried to greet Jimmy with a hug, Jimmy noticed that Amanda had been snorting Cocaine and backed up.
"Jimmy, why won't you let me hug you, son? I was worried about you." Amanda says, confused.
"If you were worried about me, you wouldn't have been shoving that damn stuff up your nose, Madam Godzilla! Did it even matter that Carly, Johnny and I as well as our friends were being tortured?!" Jimmy says angrily, Amanda turning infuriated.
"Oh, it fucking mattered, alright! I was over the moon to be rid of Carly's Caroline lookalike face, her bald biker prick of a husband, their drugged up Irish bastard of a friend and that little whore they think of as their-" Amanda shouts, Michael snapping and grabbing Amanda by her shirt, tossing her out the doors.
"Get in that red piece of scrap metal and fuck off!" Michael yells before slamming the doors shut and locking them, Amanda standing up and getting in her red Sentinel, driving off.
Amanda drove erratically around Los Santos, furious at Carly and blaming her and Johnny for Jimmy going on the vacation with them. She wasn't aware of how fast she was driving until she crashed her car into a utility post in the Downtown area, her vision going black and the power in most of San Andreas going out.
"Ah, damn it!" Carly says as she finished getting dressed, Johnny grabbing one of the candles Carly bought last week and lighting it, illuminating the darkened room and throwing the match in the trash can after blowing the tiny flame out. Carly was trying not to freak out, being in the darkened house reminding her of being trapped in that cage at Vaas and Hoyt's prison camp. Johnny walked over and pulled Carly into his arms, the two hugging.
"They're gone, Carly Jade. They can't hurt us anymore." Johnny says, lightly stroking Carly's hair with one hand and rubbing his other one up and down her back.
"I just wish... Grant hadn't died. I feel horrible for Daisy, she lost the one she loves the most." Carly says. Grant was shot right in front of Carly while they were trying to escape the prison camp, Vaas had only let Carly run and temporarily escape him because he was amused by it.
Carly and Johnny let go after hearing another knock, this time from the window. Johnny turned around and saw Sam, Jack and Daisy, walked over and opened the window, letting the three in.
"You had me and everyone who cares about you scared to death, half pint!" Jack says as he pulled Carly into a hug, squeezing the tiny brunette tightly.
"Jack, you're gonna break her in half, let go!" Sam says, swatting Jack's right ear. Jack lets go, Sam and Carly hugging next. "He's right though, Carly. You all had us scared, we thought that we'd never see you again." She says before they let go, Sam seeing the look in Carly's eyes... Sam knew that Carly would never forget any of what happened on the island.
Carly wished she'd never even heard of Rock Island but didn't regret meeting Dennis, Grant, Daisy and Dr. Earnhardt... she just wished that Grant and Dr. Earnhardt were still alive.
Carly's phone rang and she looked at it, seeing it was Benson and let it go to voicemail.
Benson cursed in frustration while waiting around in Mount Zonah's E.R... he had found Amanda unconscious in her car and brought her here but so far, the only one of Amanda's family members he had gotten in touch with was Tracey, who was waiting for Amanda to be brought back from the C.T room. Benson approached a crying Tracey and pulled her into a hug.
"No luck?" Tracey says, wiping her tears away.
"They're not answering their phones. Sorry, Tracey." Benson says, Tracey running her fingers through her disheveled blonde hair.
"I wish all three of them would put their feelings for Mom aside and come here to check on her, she could've died! It's like they don't even give a fuck!" Tracey says angrily, Benson trying to keep her as calm as he can. Tracey checked on Amanda after a now conscious Amanda was taken to her room as Benson saw Willis walk into the hospital.
"Your son said you were here, brought a woman here who was in a car crash." Willis says.
"Yeah, I've been trying to get in touch with Mrs De Santa's family and so far, her oldest daughter is the only one that's here. I was hoping you could tell me where her-" Benson says.
"Other family members are?! Her youngest son, youngest daughter and son in law are trying to recover physically and mentally after they and their friends were kidnapped and tortured by a group of psychos named Vaas Montenegro, Hoyt Volker and Buck Hughes! And from what Amanda's husband told me earlier, Amanda's not a completely innocent civilian, she's a heartless, abusive harpy who hates and regularly takes her aggression out on her youngest daughter! Maybe when she wakes up, she'll realise that she's a cruel, spiteful person who willingly got behind the wheel of a car after snorting Cocaine and drinking alcohol!" Willis says angrily, unaware that Tracey heard everything until the blonde walked over and slapped him.
"None of that is any fucking excuse for them ignoring her while she's in a fucking hospital bed! So some whackos gave Carly, Johnny, Jimmy and their friends a bit of trouble! So fucking what?!" Tracey yelled as loud as she could, Benson pulling her back to try to calm her down.
"Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to believe that Vaas, Hoyt and Buck were a lot worse than any other person you've ever known, young lady! Those three made Trevor Philips look like a normal person and from what I've heard about Trevor, he's far from being sane but at least he never locked innocent people in cages, tortured them, demanded ransom money and then sell those people into slavery! You consider that a bit of trouble, you really wouldn't know a psychopath, you naive little bitch!" Willis says before leaving, Tracey crying even harder now to the point where she was screaming and knocking things down, doctors and nurses having to drag her to a treatment room, sedating her and putting her in restraints for her own safety and the safety of everyone around her.
Benson walked outside and grabbed a cigarette and his lighter, lighting the cigarette up and putting it in his mouth, breathing in the nicotine and breathing the smoke out, trying to soothe his nerves.
It was days like these he wished he wasn't a police officer.