ʰᵒⁿᵉʸ, ᴵ ʳᵒˢᵉ ᵘᵖ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ, ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ
ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ʳᵉᵈ, ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˡⁱⁿᵉᵈ

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ᵗᵃʸˡᵒʳ ˢʷⁱᶠᵗ
ˡᵒᵒᵏ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵒ

⭑━━𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣━━⭑

Isis was drinking beer from a can when John B came and hugged her from behind. She winced a bit but didn't push him away. He took it as a victory and kissed her temple.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"You don't have to apologize to me," she replied with a shrug.

"Still, I do it."

"Then I accept it. But you really need to do something for Kie and Sarah. I won't stand another fight like that."

"I know," he sighed, sitting next to the sink.

Isis sat on the work surface next to JJ. He snatched her drink from her hands and took a sip. When Pope appeared at the kitchen's door, John B threw him a bottle of water.

"What'd she say?"

"That you're an idiot."

"It's a no-brainer, you're picking Kie," said JJ.

"Come on," sighed Isis. "Don't play into it, please. This is stupid."

"Look, I just can't make a decision," said John B.

"So what? We're just dead in the water because you're pussy-whipped?"

Isis grunted. "Oh, but that's so nicely said, thank you JJ."

He shrugged. "We can't do this without Kie, and you know it."

"Hey, I don't ask you to choose between Kie and Isis? I can't do it without Sarah," replied John B. "Okay? They both have to be in on it."

"Well, good luck with that," said Pope.

"You know what?" resumed John B as he stood up. "I know this was my fault, all right? But it's our problem. I've got a plan. And you two shitheads, and you Isis--"

"Thanks for not lumping me and these two together."

"--you're gonna help me out."

Isis held out a sigh.

"It depends," she said. "What do you have in mind?"

"We have to stick them somewhere. Like, just the two of them, so they could talk. For real."

"Okay, I don't wanna be a part of this," immediatly said Isis. "It sounds like a trap and, I mean, if there's someone Kie has to be mad against, I don't want this someone to be me. Plus, I know you, and I know you're gonna make up some stupid plan that will get them angrier."

"You're not making any sense," frowned John B.

"I know!" she sighed. "Look, I'm-- I'm really tired. This day was exhausting, both physically and mentally. I think I'm just gonna lay down somewhere and-- try not to cry."

"Oh. Okay. Yeah, sure. Just-- just get some rest. We'll be close."

She nodded.

"Good," she said before turning to Pope. "If they're going too far in that trap plan, just come to me."

"Gotcha."

"Thanks. Good night."

"It's six p.m.," replied JJ.

"I knew you were going to say that," she sighed.

He chuckled.

Isis went to lay down in a room, curled up in a ball, a pillow between her arms. She shut her eyes and tried to sleep.

But she was just dozing off when JJ joined her and laid down behind her. He stroked her hair and dropped a soft kiss on her temple.

"You okay?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yeah," she whispered. "Did you find anything yet?"

"Yeah, think so," he replied as she turned to face him.

She nestled against his chest.

"Great," she yawned. " 'Night honey."

" 'Night."

They woke up at dawn the next morning. Isis felt like she hadn't slept that well for a long time, and got up in a good mood.

John B and JJ left the Chateau to put the plan into action. Isis still didn't know what it was, but she trusted them. Maybe she shouldn't have.

As she rested in the hammock, Pope parked at John B's dock with the HMS Pogue.

"Hey, Isis!" he shouted. "Come over here!"

She stood, curious.

"What is going on?" she asked while walking towards him.

"JJ and John B conked out in the marsh," he explained.

"Oh, come on..." she grunted. "They really can't do anything on their own."

Without any questions, she jumped on the small boat, grabbing the hand Pope held out to her.

"On your way, sailor," she said, putting on her sunglasses.

"Yes, Captain."

But Pope didn't sail straight to the marsh. He first went by the docks, where he picked up Kie. Isis didn't say anything, but pulled a face they both decided to ignore. Pope explained the situation to Kiara, and she joined them without even looking at Isis, as if nothing had happened.

Pope took them to his father's boat, stopped in the middle of the marsh, and Isis didn't wait a second before getting on board.

"Guys?" she called.

"Right here!" answered JJ's voice inside the cabin.

They were crouching down around a trapdoor, fiddling with the motor. As Isis had no mechanichal skills, she let Kie in first.

"What happened?" asked the latter.

"Uh, the alternator's, uh, not alternating anymore," said JJ.

"It's not charged," added John B.

"Did you check the plugs?" inquired Kie.

"No. No, you should check 'em," answered JJ.

He gave his tool to Kie, and withdrew on the deck with John B. On his way, he dropped a kiss on Isis' cheek.

"See you later," he said.

"Mh," she mumbled. "Wait, what?"

She turned around, just in time to see them jump in the water.

"What the hell is going on??" she shouted, making Kiara stand.

"Shit!" hissed the latter.

They heard knocks on another closed trapdoor, and and voice yelling inside.

"John B, let me out!"

Kie shared a look with Isis, and opened it by sliding it. The face of Sarah Cameron appeared behind.

"What?" scoffed the blonde girl as she got out on the deck. "Wait!"

Isis puffed and ran to the edge of the boat. The boys were climbing inside the HMS Pogue, ready to leave them behind.

"What the hell is going on!?" she shouted. "JJ!"

"I'm sorry, Iz!" he replied. "I love you, don't be mad at me! It was the only way!"

"Is this a joke?!" outraged Kie. "Get your asses back here!"

"We can't!" said John B. "Not till you three figure it out!"

The girls started to yell at the same time, making the words incomprehensible.

"I will kill every single one of you!"

"Y-You can't just leave!"

"This is pure treason! I'll never trust you again!"

The last one was Isis'. From the HMS Pogue, JJ sent her kisses, but she just gave him the middle finger.

"There's food in the cabin, and JJ rolled a blunt!" said Pope.

"Hydroponic!" added the latter.

Isis let out a weary sigh, but kept her eyes locked on the dumb blonde boy who was her boyfriend. And she couldn't be mad at him. Cause he was doing his absolute best to help her, and make her feel better. She chuckled.

What an idiot.