~Y/N POV~

Since last night, Baby and I have never been this happy. We got engaged last night and it was one of the most special moments of our lives. I think Cutter and Karen would be happy for us if they were still alive and with us in Mexico.

After sleeping in a bit late, we decided to get up, shower, get dressed, and looked to eat some breakfast.

Baby was still wearing that white dress from last night while I put on...

...which my fiancée thought was sexy, but it's not as sexy as her.

Before we could go down to get some breakfast, we opened the door to see Sebastian carrying a plate of breakfast for the both of us.

Sebastian: I brought you some breakfast, for both of you.

Y/N: Really?

Sebastian: Si. I wanted to congratulate you on your engagement by doing this. It's not much, but it's something. May I come in?

Baby: Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah, you can come in. Come on.

He walked in as he was able to set the breakfast on the table for us.

Y/N: What'd you make for us?

Sebastian: My version of Arroz Frito Mexicano.

Y/N: Oooooh, that sounds good.

Sebastian: You know Spanish?

Y/N: Studied it in my college years. Never know if I'm ever gonna need it.

Sebastian: That's good.

Baby: What did he make for us?

Y/N: His version of Mexican Fried Rice. What'd you put in it?

Sebastian: Black beans, day old rice that's been reheated in a skillet, egg, onions, garlic, red and green peppers, and a sauce.

Baby: A sauce?

Sebastian: It's tomato purée, salt, pepper, cumin, minced garlic, and some lime juice.

Y/N: Aww man I'm starving. Thanks for doing this. We appreciate it.

Sebastian: De nada, man.

I saw that he brought two spoons for the both of us, which I thought was the right call.

When eating fried rice, from what I heard, if you eat with a bowl, you use chopsticks. You eat fried rice on a plate, you use a spoon.

Sebastian: I'll let you to eat. Congratulations again.

Y/N: Gracias.

Sebastian: De nada, amigo.

He left the room as we took a bite of the fried rice. As Baby took one bite, her eyes were huge as saucers!

Baby: Oh my God. This is delicious.

I took a bite and I could taste the sauce and the flavor from the fried rice was so delightful!

Y/N: Man, I could eat more of this.

I took another bite as Baby was just in pure bliss from our breakfast. This was probably one of the most delicious meals I've ever had.

Baby: So, what's gonna be our next plan?

Y/N: I know for a fact that we can't stay here. I was thinking of finding a house for all of us.

Baby: But what about just you and me? We can build a family, you know?

Y/N: That's true. Maybe when we find one for Winslow and Otis, I think then we can find a house for both of us.

Baby: Good plan, but how are we gonna get them?

Y/N: We'll have to rob them like we always do. Dammit, Baby, I'm really tired of doing all of this. I just wanna retire.

Baby: When we're done with the killing and the destruction we inflict, you can. I promise you, it'll be fine.

She gripped my hand, just comforting me with a smile as I did the same to her.

Y/N: When it's all done.

I rolled a joint with that shit, lit it, and just puffed it as we enjoyed our breakfast, but then, Baby hit me with it.

Baby: What if I told you I wanna have kids?

Y/N: I'm sorry, what?

Baby: I've been thinking about this. After we get married, we can consider about having a couple of kids, but then again, I gotta stay away from this shit once we have one in me.

Y/N: It doesn't matter. If you really wanna have a kid, I'm all for it, but we gotta put that on hold until we find a permanent home. Does that make sense, Baby?

Baby: I understand. We can keep that in mind. Fuck, I wonder where my brothers are at.

Y/N: From what I know, they could be having those hotties ride 'em all night long last night. I wouldn't be surprised if one of them told Winslow or Otis that they love them and would want them to take them away.

Baby: I wouldn't be shocked either.

We both laughed as we kept eating our breakfast, until Sebastian burst through our door!

Sebastian: Amigos, trouble is here!

Y/N: The fuck are you talking about?

Sebastian: Look out that window!

I did and I thought it was nothing for a second until I saw the one man who was talking to the guy in the black suit: Carlos.

Y/N: That son of a fucking bitch!

Baby: What is it?

Y/N: That motherfucker, Carlos. He sold us the fuck out!

Baby: Let me at him! I want his fucking head!

Y/N: Hold the fuck on. Sebastian, you think you can get Otis and meet me behind the hotel? We got a rat to kill.

Sebastian: I'll try my best. You two stay safe!

Y/N: We'll try!

As Sebastian got out, Baby and I strapped our weapons together and we had to hide before I could meet with Otis so we can kill Carlos.

Then, we heard some footsteps coming towards our room. Baby had her bow and arrow ready and when the guy walked in, she fired the arrow into his neck before stabbing him multiple times until he was dead.

BS: Put your fuckin' hands up, chica!

Baby did as she turned around and I was right behind the fucker.

Once she had her hands up, I took my hands behind the guy and broke his neck, killing him as I had an idea, and here's what I plan to do: I dress like one of the Black Satans, find Carlos, and spill his brains all over the fucking ground.

I started stripping the corpse until I was fully dressed in the outfit. I thought I looked pretty badass.

Baby: Why do you have to dress like that?

Y/N: It's to blend in. Everyone will think I'm one of them while I look to kill that son of a cocksucker named Carlos.

Baby: Y/N, promise me to check your temper. I don't want you to losing it. Just for me, and give Carlos my regards.

Y/N: I plan to. And stay away from the opening. Go around the back.

Baby: Okay, and you stay safe too.

Y/N: Okay. I love you.

Baby: I love you too, Y/N.

We kissed as we went through different doorways: I went out the front while Baby went out the back.

The reason I went out the front is to signal the Black Satans that Baby was dead, even though she wasn't.

When I got to the back of the hotel, Otis was there, but before he could shoot me, I had to take off the mask!

Y/N: No no no, it's me!

Otis: Why the fuck are dressed like that! I coulda killed you!

Y/N: I wanted them to think I'm one of them. You know we got a rat to kill, right?

Otis: Yeah, that little guy had told me to meet you back here. Now, how do you wanna do this?

Y/N: You distract him as I come from behind.

Otis: Sounds like a plan. Let's go.

Y/N: And where's Wolfie?

Otis: He'll be back soon. Just had to do something for me.

Y/N: Alright. Let's find this fucker and kill his ass.

We walked around looking for him until we saw him packing his bags and going to his El Camino. We both nodded at each other and he went into the car with Carlos as I hid myself, looking to kill him.

As I waited, I had to overhear the conversation until the time is right.

Otis: Going somewhere, motherfucker?

Carlos: Yeah, as a matter of fact, I was thinking of going on a little vacation.

Otis: Well, think again.

Carlos: No, man, you think again! You can't beat this. Once the Black Satans arrive, man, it's already over. Man, you're messing with the wrong dudes. Man, your brother-in-law brought this down on himself and everybody else. Man, I'm just the middle man suck in the middle of the middle of the middle!

Otis: The rat sure can squeak. Squeak me a story, rat.

Carlos: Man, I'm telling you, man, you should just go and die easy. You can't beat them. Now get this through your thick skull. It's over. It's over, man. You can't win.

Otis: Maybe not, but I got something to tell you, rat.

Carlos: What?

Otis: You sure can fucking lose.

Carlos: Whoa, hold on, man. Just hold on. I'm just a guy trying to survive from hustle to hustle, man.

I got close to the car and I had to make sure I hid behind the car to avoid suspicion from Carlos, and I think so far, he doesn't know I'm here.

Carlos: I got nothing against you. I got nothing against nobody. I mean, I'm a nice guy.

Otis: Go on.

Carlos: How about this? We... We split the money, 50-50? 60-40? Uh, 70-30?

I got close to the door and I was ready to kill this motherfucker. He sold us out, now it's time to die.

Carlos: How about that? We cool?

Y/N: Yeah, we're cool.

I took the butt of my shotgun, smashed through the window, hitting Carlos' head in the process, pulled his head out of the car's window, and pushed his neck down onto the glass and moved his fucking head back and forth on the broken glass until he was dead!

Blood was pouring down the door at such a rapid speed that I think I did one of the most brutal kills in my entire life!

Otis: Fucking rat.

Y/N: Never thought he'd sell us the fuck out. I'll go find Baby, you try to find Wolfie so we could get the fuck outta here.

Otis: You got that right.

We went our separate ways for now until we had to reunite with the others, but little did I know, this was going to stand the test of time.