Los Santos International...

"Alright, that's the last of the rockets!" Mikey says.

"Alright. Now, once we're at a high enough altitude, I'll engage the jets. These things will get us there in 7 hours or thereabouts, but we'll have to stop and refuel on the way back!" Immy says from the cockpit, making sure with Jack that he knew how to use the modified systems.

Jack had his hands pressed together, Immy knowing he was praying for their safety and resting her hands on his shoulders.

"We can do this… we survived crazy things before… right?" Jack says, trying to convince Immy that he wasn't scared to death.

"You're terrified Jack, and you're a terrible liar." Immy says.

"You remind me of the Carly I first met." Jack says, Immy laughing slightly.

"You do remember that she had very little memory, right?" Immy asks, Jack starting up the Titan's engine.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're about to fly off. I recommend holding onto something in case I accidentally activate Deadeye." Jack says over the intercom as Immy sits down.

"Next time we'll tear out the seats and use the damn Mijet at the base!" Mikey says.

"Jack's an idiot at times but he does know how to evoke laughter." Nicole says as the Titan moved down the runway before flying off the ground and away from San Andreas. "Did Trevor seem… a bit off to you, Mikey?" She asks.

"For once, he actually seemed… calm… I'm wondering if something happened to him too, maybe seeing so many people living like these natives made him value the life he has." Mikey says.

"Maybe…" Nicole says.

"I didn't get to ask earlier but why was Carly drinking tea instead of soda or coffee? Or those energy drinks she likes?" Mikey asks.

"I think she and Johnny might be… trying." Nicole says.

Mikey nodded, looking out the Titan's window and thinking back…

8/5/06, Algonquin…

At first, Mikey thought he was imagining things when he saw Gionna wearing a tank top two sizes too big for her normal frame… as he walked towards her, he stopped, seeing a sonogram picture on the kitchen countertop.

"Mikey, can you hand me that window pane, please?" Gionna asks, pointing to the window pane leant against the wall.

"Is there a particular reason Billy broke the window?" Mikey asks.

"Does the jackass need one?" Gionna asks sarcastically, Mikey getting her to sit down. "Hey, I can fix a smashed in window, Mikey. I won't fall out it." She says, Mikey resting his hands on her shoulders.

"Billy's got you so wound up, you're not thinking straight… and that's not good for my niece or nephew." Mikey says.

"I should've told you sooner, I was just so… angry at him." Gionna says as Claude and Johnny walk in. "He ran to Carcer City, I take it?" She asks.

"If he's smart, he'll haul ass to the Canadian border… if not, he'll possibly run into Midnight." Johnny says.

Present time…

"Anyone who acts like that should be locked up and Midnight would've torn Billy to pieces." Mikey says before seeing the look on Nicole's face. "What is it?" He asks.

"I… kind of acted out like that once." Nicole says.

Mikey was about to ask what happened when a small grunt caught his attention and he looked under the seat, seeing Midnight and realising he kicked her in the mouth.

"Sorry, M. You alright?" Mikey says as Midnight scrambles out from under the seat.

"Yeah, just a cut." Midnight says, sitting next to Mikey.

"Have we got a stowaway on board?" Jack asks.

"Yeah, what do you call it when the moon is directly up?" Nicole says.

"I ain't leaving without my only surviving sibling. He may be a bit cuckoo in the head but he's the only blood related sibling I've got." Midnight says.

"We can't exactly bring them back with us… but what we're not doing is leaving them without all the survival equipment they'll need." Immy says.

"Wait, when can we bring them back?" Midnight asks.

"We're giving them all they'll need to survive and to get the wrecked yacht they're on working. That way they can get to Hawaii and once they do, we're gonna buy them flights back here. That's the best we've got." Immy says.

"I hope it works… looks like we're close." Jack says, looking out and seeing the island.

"Alright people, it's payload time-" Immy says, cut off by Jack suddenly swerving the plane to the right, banking it at an almost sideways angle for a few moments before leveling it out again. "What the hell happened, Jack?!" She shouts.

"There's a bloody huge mountain to one end of the island! We need to let them know down there, the planned direction isn't gonna work, we'd collide with the mountain before we even finished the drop!" Jack shouts back.

"What in the fuck's name is that idiot doing?!" K8lynn asks as she and Trevor watched from outside the yacht.

"I thought it might happen… that plane is a big one, it can't turn very fast… the mountain is in the way. Get the walkie, tell Skye we need to line up in the other direction, West to East, not South to North." Trevor says, K8lynn doing so.

"Skye, the mountain is in their way. We're gonna need to line up in the other direction, can you get to the far East side of the island?" K8lynn says.

"I can try to… but I just heard cries, I think there's a group near me… and if what Immy said is right, to their noses I'm lit up like a Christmas tree!" Skye says, K8lynn startled as she heard a howling sound through the radio.

Trevor ran towards where Skye was to find her running towards him, which Midnight saw.

"Jack, lower the plane!" Midnight says, grabbing a Sniper Rifle after seeing some natives.

"Make sure you don't fall out!" Jack says, flicking the switch and lowering the cargo ramp.

Midnight hung onto it and shot the natives, who shrieked in anger as they all fell one by one to the ground.

"Alright, sis! Badass!" Trevor shouts cheerfully… then it happened.

With the plane being so low down, the noise had startled the natives, as with the noise of the four huge propellers, the sound had echoed within the caves. From a nearby cave came multiple natives, at least 12 of them… and the cave was less than 100 meters from where Trevor and Skye were.

Of course, Skye wanted to run… but her mind was rushing. Hearing the howls and seeing the snow only reminded her of what nearly and still could happen to her. Knowing what Skye was going through, Trevor picked her up and quickly carried her away, doing his best to run while holding her in his arms. He didn't dare to look behind him, but his ears told him that at least 8 natives were running after him as he approached the river, quickly jumping across the boulders and rocks in the water.

"Trevor, they're swimming, watch out!" K8lynn says through the radio, watching from up in one of the trees with the flare gun ready. From a glance to his left, Trevor saw three natives swimming through the current towards the rocks, and once again, he couldn't help but notice just how strong they seemed to be, despite looking very much weaker.

Midnight used the opportunity and shot a few of the natives who were slowly trying to keep their balance on the rocks… but while doing that, the three swimmers had reached the rocks and one grabbed Trevor by his ankles, yanking him and Skye into the water. Switching to the thermal view, Midnight could faintly see their outline under the water. Trevor and Skye had parted, Trevor near the centre of the river while Skye was hanging on to a fallen tree closer to the edge, the current way too strong for her to fight.

"T, hold still!" Midnight shouts, shooting the one holding Trevor down so he could swim to Skye, Trevor grabbing the small 19 year old and pulling her and himself out of the water.

"Damn… they clearly don't understand what "Back off, bastard!" means." Skye says shakily.

"Are you two alright?!" K8lynn asks.

Midnight looked at her tan arrow bag and bow before looking down at the ground, Jack knowing what she was thinking.

"Midnight… we give them this stuff and they'll be fine. The crates have got guns, food, medicals… they'll all be okay. We need you up here to make sure, we need to drop these crates as quickly as we can so they get them all." Jack says.

Midnight climbed back in, pressing the nearby button.

"Crates heading down, guys!" Midnight shouts as the crates dropped down to the trio on the island.

"You okay?" Trevor asks, Skye nodding as he put her back on the ground. "Right… you go that way, I'll go that way… don't want to leave you alone, but we need to get all of these." He says, Skye nodding before running off towards the South-East, Trevor heading to the North-East while K8lynn had headed South.

"Think they'll get back home, kid?" Midnight asks Nicole.

"If they've got nothing else, Skye has learnt from me… she knows how to survive. They'll all be fine." Nicole says.

Jack turned and flew back towards San Andreas, letting out a small sigh of relief.