Y/N PoV
  A half of an hour waiting for Ronnie and Archie to come back, and get only Ronnie walked through the door, "Wait, where's Archie?"

  She sighs sadly, "At the sheriff's station doing a line up. He asked me to tell you, Y/N, to be here with Fred until he gets back."

  "Well, that's gonna be traumatizing for him," Betty crosses her arms in frustration, "We should go down there." She turns to grab her jacket.

  Veronica grabs Betty's arm and spins her back around, "Wait, actually, can you guys do me a huge favor? Mr.Andrew's wallet is missing. We're thinking it might be at Pop's," she takes a long pause to find the words, "That, and the guy who shot Fred might have it."

  Jughead turns away from the rest of us and takes a look at the packed waiting room. Betty rolls her eyes at him, "Well, if it was just some rando robbing Pop's, then he probably took the money and then got rid of the wallet."

  "Unless it wasn't just some rando." Jughead turns around, "Unless it was premeditated in some way."

  "What? Is that an actual theory?" Veronica asks.

  I take a deep breath, "No, it can't be." I mutter to myself. This could confirm Alice's Serpent theory, and make people turn on each other.

  "Not according to Sheriff Keller, but if you ask me, people have grudges. People have enemies. I mean, think of where we live. Fathers are killing their sons. It's entirely conceivable this was a hit."

  Betty shakes her head, "Okay, or the wallet's just at Pop's. So we'll check it out, V."

  She nods.

  "Wanna join me and Betty?" Jughead asks.

  I take a deep breathe, "I shouldn't, Archie asked me to stay here for Fred." A funny thought popped into my head, "Your taking the motorcycle, I'm guessing?"

  "Have to, no other vehicle."

  "Betty's never been on one, give her a small scare from me." I whisper to him.

  "Sure," he laughs, and kisses my forehead, "See you in a bit."

  I wave him goodbye and sigh heavily. The waiting room is full of every person Fred, Archie, or I consider friends. It's eerily quiet even with every Bulldog. I sit down to wait for something or someone, I'm not sure anymore.

  Hours of waiting later, Archie comes back. I get up to greet him, but he gets swarmed by Pussycats, Vixen, close friends, and Bulldogs. A doctor tells him something inaudible, from here. Archie takes off down the hall, speed walking into a room.

  'Must be Fred's.' I think.

  No one approaches me, leaving me deep in thought, a hated place. After thinking, and thinking about the Serpents having something to do with this, I'm interrupted.

  "Who's hungry?" Jughead yells. He walks in with Betty and Pops, holding big trays of food, "We've got burgers and fries and onion rings."

  The Bulldogs cheer happily. Reggie pats him on his back, "Nice Jug!"

  Jughead gives the tray to Reggie and tells him to bring it to the cafeteria. He comes over to me, "Do you want anything to eat?"

  "Not really." I reply.

  "Can you please eat something?" Jug sits down next to me, and places his hand over mine, "You haven't ate since yesterday."

  I groan quietly, "I'll eat a couple fries."

  "Thank you," he kisses my hand, "Let's go get some food before Reggie eats it all."

  "Yeah." I get up, still holding his hand, and go to the cafeteria. We both grab food then go join Archie, Betty, and Veronica sitting at a table in the corner.

  Us five eat silently for a while. No one wants to say anything because the only things we can say are sad, and that won't help Archie one bit.

  Betty sets down her milkshake, "Your dad would be so proud of you, Arch."

  "Yeah, you've really been just a rock-star god through all of this."

  "Archie? What is it? Talk to us. Maybe we can help." Veronica pushes.

  He sighs with a shake of the head, "Guys, there's something u haven't told you, 'cause I'm..so...I'm so ashamed. After the guy fired, I should've rushed to my dad straight away. Or I should've tackled the guy, but I was paralyzed.

  "I didn't move, not even when the guy walked up to me, and he held his gun to my head. And I just closed my eyes, I don't know how long. Long enough for the guy to have take my dad's wallet, I guess. But I didn't open them until I heard the bell. Pop's bell. Which meant he was gone." Archie looks at each of us for our reactions.

  I stare down at my food, trying to begin the long process of forgetting that. Forgetting all of this.

  "There was nothing else you could've done." Betty tells him through tears.

  "That's not true, Betty, I could've done anything to comfort my dad. To get the gun away from the guy. I was a coward," he puts his head in his hands, "And now, me and my dad were witnesses, Pop Tate too. This guy may have my dad's wallet, all his information. What if he comes back?"

  We stare at him in shock. It's horrifying and unreal. What happens in this small town isn't legitimate, it can't be.

  Veronica is the first to leave the table, she beckons Archie to go back to his dad. He agrees, and rushes out of the cafeteria.

  I throw my trash away then go back to the waiting room to wait for any news. Jughead follows me back, "You should go home. Get some rest."

  "No, I can't. I need to stay here."

  Jughead pulls me out of my chair, "Y/N, please? You need to get sleep and you'll get none here."

  "Juggie.." I mutter.

  "N/N..." he pulls me into a hug, "Hermione's gonna want you home."

  I hug him tightly, "Fine, but I'm coming back tomorrow morning, early."

  He breaks our hug, and takes me out into the parking lot. The motorcycle sits on a weird platform, with his helmet balancing on the back. He grabs the helmet and holds it out to me. "Put this on."

  "Jughead, wait, before we go, I've been thinking about the Serpents. What if Alice was right?"

  My boyfriend walks over to me, "I'm sorry to say this, but me too. I've asked Tall Boy to ask around, see if anyone knows anything."

  I nod,"Okay, and I wanted you to know, whatever you need to do or explore, anything at all, I support you, if you are safe."

  His eyes glance down to my lips with a smile on his lips. Jughead cups my cheeks and gives me a kiss. I don't let him break away from me, and I deepen the kiss. Jug pulls me flush against him, wanting more.

  I smile into the kiss, but I'm stopped when Veronica walks out, interrupting us, "I would enjoy it if you guys stopped so I don't have to interfere physically."

  We pull away from each other, "What is it, and us getting interrupted these last few days?" Jughead sighs, but let's go of me.

  "I know." I turn towards Veronica, "How are you getting home?"

  "Smithers."

  I nod, "Hey, Jug? I'm gonna get a ride from Veronica so you can wear a helmet."

  "That's fine, baby." He vibes my temple a long kiss and whispers in my ear, "I love you."

  "I love you too." I whisper back.

—Time Skiiiiiip—

  "You better not be a blanket hog, like Jughead." I tell Veronica.

  She giggles, "As long as you don't cuddle me like Archie does." We walk into her house happily, but Veronica's expression changes when she sees a man sitting at her dinning room table.

  "I came home early to surprise you. And imagine my surprise when you weren't here to greet me." The shady man tells her.

  "And she drank your Cristal." Hermione adds.

  The man shakes his head, "So disrespectful. Not like you at all, mija."

  Veronica looks like she knows who this is. She walks towards them, "I've changed. You have no idea. The question is, have you?"

  I don't know what to do, leave or stay?

  "Not so much that I still don't want a kiss hello from my daughter." The man smiles at her, well I guess, her dad smiles at her.

  Veronica saunters over to him slowly, and gives him a small kiss on the cheek. She backs away from him quickly, "By the way, in case either of you were wondering, Mr.Andrews woke up. He's going to make it," on our way back, I revived the call telling me everything from Archie, "I know we're all really happy about that." She walks away from them but her dad stops her.

  "And who's this?" He points towards me.

  I give him a small smile, "I'm Y/N L/N, the uh foster kid."

  "Oh yes an L/N, nice to meet you."

  "Nice to meet you too." I lie.

  He gestures towards a seat, "Would you like to join us? Get to know each other?"

  If I could, I would say no, but something about him makes me feel like I should be on his good side. I begin to accept his invitation, but Veronica grabs my hand, "We can talk in the morning, daddy. Y/N should get some sleep."

  "Sure, mija. Good night."

  Veronica pulls me into her bedroom, and flops down on her bed dramatically. I sit down next to her, "What does this mean?"

  "It means, you need to be careful around him. We all do, he does bad things, Y/N. I don't want you caught up in anything."

  "Okay, I'll be careful."

  In the next week, Fred went home and started to make a full recovery. I helped out around the house to make it easier on the Andrews.

  I saw Jughead everyday, he either stayed at Veronica's, causing me to move into my own bedroom, or we went to FP's trailer.

  Everything was turning around, until I encountered another problem, Pop's.