Sarah Cameron had been walking behind June for a majority of their trek through the woods, the girl hoping to get away from the house and to a different road so she could call one of the boys to come pick them up. Sarah was watching June with a strange expression, her mind traveling back numerous times to when she had been holding the gun.

It was something she had never seen from June before, some kind of innate reaction to the situation. She had seemed fearful of the situation, but not the one they were in...something in her head scaring her. Sarah believed that for that moment, June was not present with her and Tom Mallory in the room, that something had scared her that they couldn't see.

"Alright try your phone again." Junes voice cut off Sarah's thoughts, the Cameron girl nodding and pulling her phone back up. There was a bar now, excitement in her chest as she pressed John Bs contact number. June stopped and turned around, Sarah holding a finger up to her as she let it ring. He seemed to answer because the Cameron girl jumped in excitement, the shotgun still in her hand as she spoke.

"Thank God you answered...yes were okay...no, I don't know....no that's not what happened—can you come pick us up?" June had her arms crossed over her chest as she listened in to the conversation, Sarah saying a few more thing and then giving him her location. She hung up the phone and then looked to the March girl, June giving her a tight lipped smile.

"Any word why Kie and Cleo left us?" Sarah pushed the phone into her pocket and nodded awkwardly, her arms crossing over her chest as she looked at the March girl.

"Yeah actually...apparently when they heard you scream 'get out of here' they thought you were talking to them." There was something heavily unspoken in that, June not quite wanting to dive into what had happened with Sarah, their reasoning being valid in her eyes.

"Oh." June said, wishing that the Cameron girl wouldn't pry. June was still terribly shaken by the fact that she had seen Singh, the fact that when she had screamed for him to go away that he wouldn't, and that his voice echoed in her head even now. She was already mad at herself for losing control of the situation, for showing Sarah something she did not  want her to see.

"Yeah." Sarah said, her eyes glued to the girls face as she paled. June cleared her throat after a few moments of silence, turning her body and starting to walk away.

"Well at least we got the location of the key." June said, hoping her subject change would work. Sarah was unimpressed by the attempt, on edge by what she had experienced in that house.

"June..."

"Yeah?" The March girl prayed silently that she would just leave it, she didn't want to think about it any longer. But Sarah was not one to just let things like that go.

"What happened back there?" June stopped, her heart dropping as she slowly turned to look back at Sarah. The Cameron girl had an overly worried look on her face and in her eyes, and deep below all the worry was a sympathetic look, a look that made June scream on the inside at the sight of it.  The last thing she wanted was people feeling sorry for her.

"What do you mean?"

"That—that episode...that thing...what happened? Why were you yelling and pulling your hair?" June didn't like the way she had described it, shaking her head and swallowing the lump on her throat as she attempted to stay off the subject.

"I don't want to talk about it." June said, walking away again and towards what she was hoping was the road. The sun was setting now that it was about 5, the winter making the night come quicker.

"Well I do. Because I'm worried about you and—" This struck a nerve in Junes body, a scoff leaving her lips as she continued on straight.

"Oh now you're worried about me? That's funny." The March girl said, Sarah's eyebrows furrowing as she sensed the pure hostility in her words. There was clearly an underlying meaning there.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing." June said, not getting too far before Sarah stopped her, pulling her by the arm and forcing her to stop and turn around.

"No you clearly meant something. What's funny about that? Why would that be funny?" Sarah said in a defensive tone, June trying to pick whether or not she wanted to start this argument.  She decided she didn't, not wanting to get too worked up after what had just happened. She was exhausted, truly exhausted from just that little bit of effort from the house, and all she wanted was an easy evening where she could go home and plan and relax and sleep.

"I'm not gonna fight with you." June said, the look in Sarah's eyes shifting as she said it. She didn't seem on board with the no fighting plan, her head shaking as she lifted her hand to gesture towards where they came from.

"We're in the middle of the woods after you held a man at gunpoint and—"

"You held him at gunpoint. I didn't do shit." June cut her off, defiantly shaking her head at Sarah as she accused her. As she blamed her. The Cameron girl didn't like this, wanting to get some unknown point across and going on for the sake of arguing.

"Circling back to the fact that you couldn't because you had some kind of psychotic break! But apparently it's funny that I'm worried about you. If you saw what I saw you'd know—" June immediately scoffed and looked at her in disbelief, her hand pressing against her own chest as she looked at Sarah.

"If I saw what you saw?! Sarah seriously shut the hell up, okay? Talk about something else or I'm done listening to you." June was beyond the point of return although she still tried to shut it down, the anger bubbling in her body and the words already fighting to get out. She turned away from Sarah again and started to walk off, the blonde looking at her like she had hurt her feelings, her feet moving quickly to follow her.

"You can't just keep everything to yourself you know? There are people that care about you...we worry about you because—" She stopped, cutting Sarah off and giving her a dark look. The blonde halted in her path, taking Junes words in carefully as she spit them.

"We? We worry about you? No...no you don't. You guys worry about yourselves. You always worry about yourselves." She attempted to walk off again and Sarah followed her again, the road coming into sight through a patch of trees.

"That's not true. That's not fair..." Sarah called after her, not believing what she was saying. If that was what she truly felt then that was hurtful, and she hated that she felt that way.

"Where was all this caring when I told you I wasn't ready to talk to JJ or Kie? Where was it then? It was nonexistent, because you and them had an agenda...you had to make things better." Sarah scoffed at Junes words, a humorless smile crossing her lips as she looking up at the sky and then back at Junes back.

"I knew you weren't over it. I just knew it. Why does it matter though? Things turned out fine you and JJ and Kie are all—" June was done listening to this, the girl stopping again and turning back to Sarah.

"It doesn't matter how it turned out! What matters is that you did it anyways! What matters is that I have suffered like this since the night we rode that boat out into the storm! And you're just now noticing! You're worried?! Good! You should be! I'm not okay! And I told you that and you still went out of your way to make it worse! And I am trying to forgive you but you've just got to let me do what I'm going to do okay? I have an episode? Leave me alone. Don't pretend to want to help now. At this point it's useless. And it makes me angrier with you. And I love you. And I'm trying to get over the whole thing that happened at dinner because of the fact that I love you...but I need you to just...just not question everything I do." Sarah looked at her with wide eyes and a new perspective, attempting to understand what she was trying to say. It upset her that she believed she didn't care, that she didn't know, that she only wanted to make it worse. June lived in a world where everyone was against her, even if they really weren't. Sarah saw that now.

"I didn't think it would hurt you that bad. I thought I was helping. I would never intentionally hurt you that badly. I just thought...it's different, you know. Seeing you now compared to all the other ways I've seen you. I mean I've known you far longer than I've known the other Pogues." June knew what she said was true, agreeing with her.

"I know."

"I've known you a long time June. And you were happy with my brother. But I've never seen you happier than when you and JJ were together." It became clear quickly what she was trying to explain to her. She wanted her to know the truth about why she thought trapping them together was a good idea. June was surprisingly open ti what she had to say now.   "And believe it or not I wasn't trying to make things worse. You've got to know I wasn't trying to make it worse. I just want to see you happy again. You think I haven't seen it but I have. I watched my brother tear you apart, I was there on the island, I saw you cry on your birthday because you missed home. I was there. You forget that I was there. I watched JJ break your heart. I've seen you get colder and colder everyday but yes...yes I'm just now saying something. I'm just now saying something because I've reached my limit of leaving you alone."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I'm really sorry. Not only for the JJ thing but for the fact that I've kept quiet until now. You have...you have been there for me through the hardest time of my life. You're still here for me. And I couldn't return the favor—" June felt a jolt of pain in her chest as she realized she had made her feel like a bad person, like she should have been paying more attention to her during her grieving than herself. She didn't want her to think that, she hadn't meant it that way.

"Sarah you don't have to—"

"No...I do. Because I'm no more deserving of good friendship than you are. You've been easily the best friend I've ever had, and it pains me to realize that you couldn't say the same about me." Sarah aimed to not make her feel the guilt she could already see seeping into her eyes, her head shaking as she continued on. It wasn't true what she was thinking, she coukd tell she was worried that she had called her selfish. But Sarah didn't perceive it that way, so she tried to clear things up. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you , and you deserve anything and everything, and if do anything to give it to you. And I want you to feel like you can tell me what's going on, instead of telling me to just leave it alone."

June and Sarah stood at the edge of the road, Junes face holding a sorrowful expression as Sarah's big eyes looked back at her with tears in them. There was something healing about an apology that was real from your best friend...something that really pulled at your heartstrings when you could see how genuine the look behind their eyes was. It had been harder for her to discern her emotions since the Hawks Nest and right now was no exception, a jumble of juxtaposed feelings bouncing around her body. Sarah's face held a lot of emotion and the March girl genuinely wanted to understand how to truly feel in this moment, but she couldn't decipher the bundle, she couldn't even begin to crack it.

"I—"

"Well aren't these two beautiful hitchhikers!" The sound of a really bad country accent could be heard from behind June, the March girl instantly turning as her car pulled up behind the two of them. John B was driving it and JJ was in the passenger seat, the Routledge boy exiting the car and tipping a pretend hat at the girls. "Your chariot, my ladies."

June grew a smile on her lips and flipped him off, shaking her head at his stupid accent as she started towards the car. Sarah was left frozen in her spot, John B watching June get into the drivers side and then looking back at his girlfriend. She had a genuinely perplexed expression on her face, the Routledge boy taking immediate worry as he grabbed her by the arms and dropped his smile.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Sarah continued to watch after June as she got settled in her seat, still not able to shake what had happened at the house. On top of that she was trying to process their entire argument, her eyes finally going to John B who was looking really worried about her.

"I need to tell you something. But not here."