Dustyn keeps crying

"I do so many b-bad things....I is sorry...I don'ts ever mean to hurt you"

"I love you too"

He tries to stop crying

"Can we cuddle in bed?"

Dustyn gets up and heads to the bedroom

Dustyn smiles and kisses Blake

"Is breá liom tú ró-"

Scott RH is sat in a car in downtown New York, a look of concentration and determination etched across his face as he lifts a pair of aviator sunglasses and pushes the legs over his ears, allowing them to settle on his nose. In truth, the glasses are the only part of the scene that looks like people would expect from the chaos boss. Sat in a dark coloured Toyota Camry, dressed in a tight green shirt, black jeans and a pair of black leather gloves, he looks a million miles different to the Scott people have come to expect with the flashy supercars and sharp suits.

He sits for a while before rolling up his sleeve to check the time, when he nods to himself. Scott takes a small piece of paper from his pocket and reads the name of a hotel before turning on the ignition in the car and setting off on the short drive around the corner.

Scott stops the car just seconds later and rolls down the window. He lights a cigarette and takes a puff as he waits, fairly sure no one will recognise him in this state.

Scott sits outside waiting for Billy for a while. As the time passes when they were supposed to meet, he turns his eye to the clock in the dashboard of the car. He didn't like to be kept waiting, and especially not when there was business as pressing as this to take care of. He looks up at the hotel impatiently. Normally he'd have called Billy, but there was no way he would now. He was too smart for that; better not to leave any sort of communication trail. He had gone to all the bother of having a car stolen after all, there was no way he'd waste all that hard work for a risk just because they are late. He sighs a little and sits back in his seat, rearranging his glasses.

After a while, Scott sees Billy emerge from the front door of the hotel. He smiles a little and nods, driving over to where he stands. "About time," he mutters to himself, before pulling up beside Billy and smiling. He nods at him and opens the window, handing Billy a similar pair of gloves to the ones he has on.

"Good morning. Put these on and climb in Mr Khan."

Scott nods.

"Don't worry, we have some time to...kill..." He laughs at his own pun and turns the car away from the hotel, sure no one had noticed them leaving in the stolen car.

He looks over at Billy as they drive.

"No idea what happened? We had a few whiskeys and I assume you went back to your hotel. You seemed fine though."

Scott chuckles as he drives.

"Ive become used to drinking over the years to be honest. I even drove home last night. The wife probably didn't even know that I was drunk."

He looks confused.

"Have you been putting stuff in it?"

Scott smirks a little and turns off the main road.

"Well as long as you had fun, mate."

He laughs a little as they keep driving.

"You focused for this?"

Scott smiles.

"Good good. Well this is his car. I had someone steal it last night. We drive up to his house before he gets up and realises it's gone. Then I go up to the door and I'll say I'm there to talk to him about our issues. When I'm in, I'll shout you to come in too, I'll introduce you then."

Scott nods.

"I kinda want to do the whole explaining the plan and what happened to Alex to him before we do it."