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Follows Round Two, maybe 3-4 months down the line.

I was struggling to come up with an idea for the next part in the little lore I started with "Revy fix Rock fix Revy" and on Tuesday, I started writing this one scene and out came a line that I built the entire story from. I don't know how it happened, or whether or not I'm overreacting, but I think, I went to a dark place here. I broke down a couple of times during proof-reads and as I was reading it was like, "Wow, I can't believe I did that."

And no, I did NOT go to the "other" dark place that involves rape.

"So how's it goin' with Rock?" Eda asked.

Revy slipped round after round into a long, polished magazine, "Can't see how that's any of your business."

"Oh come on Revy. Everyone knows you two have become quite a happy couple these past few months. All this time and you've never even told me how he is in the sack, what gives?"

Revy clicked the magazine into her new M93R Praiyachat custom and growled at Eda, "All you need to know is that we're good. You even try fucking things up between us and you're fuckin' dead."

Eda laughed, "I gotta say, I never thought I'd see the day Two-hands would get this bent outta shape over a guy. It's pretty cute actually."

Revy racked the M93 revealing compensation in the extended barrel and took aim down range, "I'm warning you Eda…" She bottomed out the trigger, the muzzle staying almost flat as the gun dumped its 40 rounds into the paper dummy at the end of the range. The M93's slide locked back and she continued, "…leave it the fuck alone."

Amused, and mildly unsettled by Revy's prowess with a gun, Eda replied, "Fine, fine. I don't see what the big deal is; I tell you all about the guys I fuck."

"Yeah but you fuck just about every guy you meet. You might as well be telling me what you ate for breakfast."

As Revy took a seat at the table behind their booth at the gun range, Eda stood and approached the line.

"Speaking of fucking, did I tell you about Abrego's new sidekick?"

"Nope."

Eda smiled, "That guy can go for hours."

She proceed to empty her 17L into the target sheet and Revy replied, clearly less than amused, "Fascinating."

Frustrated at Revy's lack of enthusiasm, Eda turned and yelled, "Jesus bitch, could you be any more dull?! Before you and Rock started goin' at you were fun to talk to!"

Revy's expression was somber and her silence at Eda's badgering was just long enough for Eda to realize there was something more going on with her friend.

She calmed her tone and asked again, "Revy?"

Revy was now staring off, completely zoned out and Eda again asked, this time louder, "Revy?!"

"Huh?" She replied as she looked up at Eda.

"Are you alright?" the nun asked with genuine concern, "You look like shit?"

Again Revy racked the M93 and switched places with Eda, "I'm fine."

She took aim at the target and a single thought burned a hole in her brain over and over again, "What the fuck am I gonna tell Rock?"

-

On the shore of Phuket beach, Dutch and Rock sat back, fishing poles in hand.

"So how are things with Revy?"

"Good, real good actually. She does have her moments when she's every bit as cold and terrifying as she's capable of, but lately when she goes off for no reason, she usually apologizes."

"No shit?" Dutch replied, "If you can get that girl to apologize for anything, it's gotta be true love."

Rock chuckled, "I think so. Ya know, I'll never forget the first time I saw her. Those few seconds before she drew her cutlass on me, I was completely enamored with her. If you told me then that I'd be here 18 months later, I'd probably have told you that you needed psychiatric care."

"I actually feel pretty bad for you Rock."

"Huh?" Rock asked dumbfounded.

"Relationship like yours in the world you came from, you two would probably get married and start a baby factory. Out here, all that just seems like a waste of time."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's face it; there are bullets out there with our names on'em. What you two have, it's a beautiful thing, but people in our line of work; they usually don't make it to old age homes."

"I see what you mean." Trying to avoid gloom for one day, Rock promptly changed the subject, "Speaking of relationships, have you heard from Benny?"

"He and that girlfriend of his are working on another set of minting plates. Apparently she got access to a quality machine and having someone like Benny around to do computer work, I imagine they'll make quite a profit on those pieces. Who knows, maybe he'll strike it rich and give up this life."

Rock smiled and Dutch noticed, "What?"

"It's just that, I couldn't imagine ever wanting to go back to my old life. Knowing that every second I'm out here could be my last, it's frightening, but the adrenaline never stops flowing. I've actually been wondering if that could explain why everyone here drinks so much. We all need something to balance out the high that comes along with living in Roanapur."

"That's an interesting theory." Dutch replied with a laugh.

"Well I was a year late but I did go to college you know." Rock replied also laughing.

-

At the Yellow Flag, Eda and Revy sat at the bar and again Eda noticed Revy acting blatantly out of sorts, "Are you sure you're alright, you haven't even touched your drink."

"I said I'm fine goddammit. Just finish your drink so we can get the fuck out of here." Revy growled.

"I'm serious Revy, we piss and moan at each other, but we are friends right? You can talk to me you know."

"I'm talking to you alright? Now please just shut the fuck up, I'm fine."

A typical character of the Yellow Flag took a seat alongside Revy and began his come-on speech, "You're lookin' pretty good tonight Rebecca. I seen you in here with that business man, but since he ain't here, I'm guessin' he ain't taking care of business now is he? How about I take you back to my place and I'll show you what a real man can do to a woman like you?"

Without even looking, Revy drew her cutlass and blew a hole through his instep, a mess of gore and bone spraying from the tear in his shoe.

As he screamed, Revy spilt her drink down onto the open wound upping the pain.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH, I'll…" She drew the other cutlass just below his belt and slammed the other into his mouth.

The bar had silenced completely and she asked, "You'll what?"

The man struggled to make a few noises with the gun buried in his mouth and she continued, "What's that cocksucker? Cat got your fuckin' tongue?"

"Tell you what…" She cocked the hammer of the gun below his waist and his eyes widened, "…why don't you fuck off and me and the boys here will let you keep your head and your dick; sound good?"

The man nodded furiously and fell from the seat. She kept her focus on him as he hastily made his way out of the bar and slowly she turned back to face Bao, "Sorry about that."

Bao looked at her like she had ten heads. For years she'd been coming to that bar and she never offered him an apology for her destructive actions. Somewhat in a state of shock, Bao calmly replied, "Sure, don't worry about it."

"Revy, are you sure…" She cut her off, "Jesus fucking Christ Eda, are you fucking done with that drink or what?! C'mon move your fuckin' ass!!"

-

Night fell and Dutch and Rock sat back on the Lagoon enjoying a beer and a smoke.

"You ever think about it Rock?"

"Think about what?"

"You know, asking Revy to marry you?"

Rock smiled, "Sure, I've thought about it. I think about the whole package just like we talked about earlier. The girl, the house, the kids, I've thought of everything; even different scenarios for different places. But, it's like you said, doesn't seem like much of a point to it. She knows I love her, I know she loves me; what more can we really ask for out here?"

"I guess you're right." Dutch replied.

They sat in silence for a few seconds and Rock was clearly growing curious as to the motivation behind Dutch's question. Finally, his curiosity overtook him, "Hey Dutch, why do you ask?"

"No reason in particular. Just seems like one day, one of you might want to bid farewell to this life. When that day comes, it'd be nice to have a plan wouldn't it?"

Rock sat back in thought of Dutch's idea. How would she possibly react to a proposal?

-

"Are you sure about this? Your place is miles from here?" Eda shouted as Revy walked off into Roanapur, merely raising her hand waving Eda on.

She was genuinely concerned for Revy. She knew something was wrong but Rebecca was never one for sharing. She had no choice but to trust her friend knew what she was doing.

Revy walked through Roanapur's narrow corridors, her head slumped down, and her hands in her pockets. As she walked, she heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching. Not thinking much of it, she continued through the corridors and finally turned a corner to find a line of men waiting for her.

She turned around to find the same scene had unfolded behind her. She was completely surrounded.

"Fuck…" She whispered to herself.

The man who had approached her earlier at the Yellow Flag hobbled out from the crowd that now surrounded her and raised a gun.

"The guns, drop'em!" He ordered.

"You'll have to shoot me first."

The man smiled, "Alright."

He squeezed the trigger sending a bullet clean through the side of Revy's abdomen. The shot stunned her dropping her to her knees and one of the man's subordinates kicked her in the back knocking her flat on her face and more importantly, ejecting her Cutlass from their holsters.

The man she had shot earlier hobbled over to her and one of his men handed him a baseball bat. Winding up with all his strength he whipped the bat into her side, the same side his shot had landed on, knocking the wind out of her and easily breaking several ribs. Her eyes opened wide in pain, her intense screams lost in her throat as her lungs lacked the air to force them from her lips.

"Not so fuckin' tough now are you cunt?!"

He hit her over and over again as she lye on the ground defenseless. Finally he dropped the bat and drew his gun once again, "Get up!"

Barely able to move, she struggled to press her hands to the pavement only to take a boot in the face by one of the men above her.

"I said get up!" He shouted again, one of his subordinates kicking her in the ribs.

"Pick'er up." He ordered.

Weakened beyond the point of even attempting to defend herself, his men lifted her as they were told and he began to beat her once again. Finally, he made the mistake of knocking her to the ground just a bit too close to where her Cutlass landed. As he realized how close she had landed to her guns, panic passed over the man who led the assault. On this night, she left the M92's cocked and locked and with her last bit of strength opened fire on all those around her.

Even after being beaten and with just one good eye, her aim was second to none. One by one, every one of her attackers fell to the ground dead as a doornail. As the man who had caused her so much pain struggled to get away, she fired the last two shots in the magazine, one missing altogether, the other blowing a hole through his hand.

As the man disappeared down the alley, Revy began the slow and painful process of getting to her feet. It took her nearly 10 minutes to travel the 7 yards to the street.

Luckily, she found a pay phone just outside the alley and dialed as she waivered in and out of consciousness.

"Eda…" She said weakly over the phone.

"Revy?!"

She was finally spent and dropped the phone as she fell to the pavement.

-

Revy lay on a table in a back room of the rip-off church. Sister Yolanda and Eda looked over her tortured and battered body.

"She's alive, lord knows how." Yolanda commented.

As the sister looked her over further, she noticed her cut-off shorts saturated with thick blood.

"Was she…" Eda could clearly see where Yolanda was looking and attempted to complete her sentence, "I don't think they had the chance."

"Well that's good to hear, but that wasn't my question I'm afraid."

"What?" Eda asked.

Yolanda closed her eyes and bowed her head, "I believe Miss Rebecca may have been pregnant."

Eda was shocked by Yolanda's conclusion. Revy had been acting "off" the whole night, she had probably just learned of her predicament herself. That's when it hit her, "Rock!"

Eda ran from the room as Yolanda and Ricardo began to tend to Revy's wounds.