Rafe Cameron reached out immediately, his hands running over the body of June March, checking her for gunshot wounds. His eyes were wide in shock as he looked at Limbrey and then at Renfield. It became abundantly clear that Renfield had been shot, not once but three times, Rafe blinking as he pulled June back. His hands flew to her waist as he continued to look her over, making sure that she hadn't been shot. Fear gripped his heart until he realized she was fine, June was okay.

"Rafe."

"Oh shit." The Cameron boy breathed out, his breaths heavy as he looked at Renfield. June had a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide in shock as she watched the man die.  She could feel the urge to puke coming, along with the urge to cry, her head turning to Rafe as he stumbled back from the truck.

"Don't just stand there with your mouth open. Help me up." Limbrey said to the boy, the woman unbelievably calm considering she had just killed someone. The boy looked around in shock, giving June a perplexed look as she blinked away the last remnants of shock.  "Rafe. Rafe! He wasn't a good man, Rafe. He's not one of us. Come on."

Rafe turned around , panting as he reached for Limbreys hand.  Instead of lifting her up he reached down and grabbed the gun, June's mouth dropping open once again as she realized this played directly into her plan. It was just Rafe now.

"No. What are you doing? What are you doing?! Rafe. Rafe. Rafe!" The Cameron boy grabbed June by the elbow, pulling her towards the front of the truck as Limbrey continued to yell. "No! No. Rafe, help me Rafe." He lifted June into the front seat, the boy reaching over her frantically and grabbing the seatbelt.

"What just happened? What are you doing?! Rafe whats going on?! Ra-"

"Shut up! I don't- please don't talk. Just-just right now, don't talk."  Rafe said, buckling her seatbelt and walking back towards the back of the truck. He closed her door on the way, June letting out  a shaky breath as she realized how much worse the situation was getting. June looked in the mirror as Rafe closed the back of the truck. He ran to the front, his lips parted as he started to drive almost immediately. June was staring straight ahead, not wanting to look at him but also knowing that she needed to say something.

"Rafe. Re-"

"I said don't fucking talk June! Don't- don't say anymore wor-"

"He's dead! He's dead in the ba-" Rafe reached across the seat, grabbing June by the chin and making her look at him as he drove. She felt the urge to cry as she remembered the life draining from Renfields eyes, the man that was now a corpse in the back of the truck.

"Look at me! We're gonna get rid of him. I got it- I got the cross. It's mine now." Rafe said, June gripping his wrist and pushing his hand away from her face. She put her face in her hands, letting out a groan as she realized she was once again a witness of a murder.

"What are you gonna do?  What are you gonna do with the cross—wi-with Renfield? Rafe! This is serious. What the hell are we gonna do?!"

"We?" A small smile grew on Rafes face at what she had said, June's eyes widening as she realized what she had said.

"No! Fuck! Rafe there is a dead body in this truck. Limbrey is—shes a powerful woman she won't st-"

"I'm powerful. I'm a powerful guy. She's not gonna do shit to me. Oh my God. We don't have to leave now. We can...we can stay." Rafe grabbed his phone from the cup holder, the boy dialing a number before pressing a finger to his lips, instructing June to not talk. June dropped her head into her hands as the line rang, the girl thinking about her next move. She didn't like being in this situation again with Rafe, he was still completely unpredictable, even if he thought for some reason she was on his side. June was not quick to forget that she had been kidnapped. Now what she needed to do was get the cross back to Pope, no matter what.

Rafe carried on a conversation with Rose, June continuing to run a hand over her face as she tried to think. Her mind was racing through, the girl unable to hold onto a thought. She considered jumping out of the truck but she was too afraid to June letting out a sigh as she cursed herself for being scared. She looked over at Rafe, seeing the gun sitting in his lap.

"Rafe go home. I need you to stay out of trouble until the morning. We're leaving tomorrow." Rose said, making June's attention turn to Rafe.

"Rose did you hear why I just said? Huh?! We got the cross! We don't have to leave now!"

"There are bigger things going on Rafe. You'll see. I just need you to trust me."

"What are you talking a-what bigger things are going on than this?! Huh? We got the cross! We're done. Endgame! It's over!"

"Go home I'll meet you there." The line clicked, Rafe looking down at the phone for a moment before slamming it down on the seat.

"How is-whats more  important than this? What's bigger?! Why are we still leaving?!" Rafe shouted to no one in particular, June flinching at how loud he was.  She had her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes glued to the road ahead of her as he had his outburst. They settled into silence only moments later, Rafes mind reeling as June stole a glance at him.

"Rafe." June said, her voice shaking as she looked over at him. She sucked in a breath, her eyebrows furrowing as she asked him a question. "What are you going to do with me?"

The Cameron boy sent a glance over at her, Rafe running a hand over his face as he looked back at the road. He had no idea what he was going to do with her, especially if they were still leaving. He scratched the back of his neck, letting out a sigh as he spoke to her.

"I don't- I don't know yet June. I'm—"

"Are you gonna kill me?" June spit out, her lip trembling as she thought about it. Rafe slammed on the breaks, his breath heavy as he pulled the truck onto the side of the road, June holding the handle as they swerved. He put the truck in park, his eyebrows furrowed as he lifted his hands, looking over at her like she was insane.

"Have you not been paying attention?!" Rafe shouted, June sinking back into her seat as he leaned towards her. "Are you kidding me?! Kill you? What the fuck are you talking about?! Everything I've done wa-was to keep you alive. To prove to you that I love you! To keep you safe. To make a better future for us! I'm not gonna- gonna kill you June."

"Then let me go! Please! Ra-"

"No! No. I'm not gonna let you go again. I'm not-" The idea struck him as he was mid sentence, Rafes eyebrows raising as he saw the clearest solution. It was as if everything aligned as he came to his decision. He sat back, June looking at him in confusion as he just stopped. A small smile came onto his face as he figured out what he was going to do, the boy letting out a short chuckle.

"Why are you laughing? Rafe!"

"I'm gonna take you with me. The-the boat! You can come with me. Yeah- that's good. A good plan. Then you'll be with me. We can be together." June's eyes widened as he pulled the truck back onto the road, a content and satisfied look on his face as he finally figured out what he was going to do with her.

"No! No Rafe I cant. You cant take—" Rafe lifted the gun in his lap, pointing it at the March girl and immediately shutting her up.  His eyes narrowed at her, his head tilting as he continued to drive.

"Shut up June. It's over. I've decided. You're coming." June looked down at the gun that had killed  Renfield, the one that Rafe was threatening her with now. June kept her mouth shut, her breath coming out shaky as she thought of her future. Her plan had been to convince Rafe to let her take the cross to Pope, but that was before she knew that the Cameron's were planning on fleeing, and now she had nothing. She prayed that JJ would have the common sense to go to Tanny Hill. To save her, because if he didn't, she was fucked.

Her lip trembled as Rafe drove, her fists clenched at her sides as she thought of how much Rafe he changed. He was crazy, and unfortunately crazy for her. Her thoughts were quickly centered on JJ, the girl wondering if he was even looking for her, if he even knew she was gone. And then her thoughts went to the dead body in the back of the truck, and the golden cross that had caused all this trouble.

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