The pouges finally make it back to the docks after investigating the motel. Jeanie is the first one to notice Lana Grubbs sobbing next to a dead body being rolled away. Jogging towards them is Peeler, who has her phone at the ready.

"Who's that," John B asks her.

"It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm! Check out this pic I got! Dead bodayyy."

When Jeanie gets a glance at the photo, her stomach immediately churns. "What kind of boat did he have?"

"Somehow that dirt bag copped a brand-new Grady-white, everyones out looking for it."

The group of teens all take a glance at each other. They all knew they had stumbled upon Scooter's boat just a few hours ago. JJ and Jeanie made eye contact and he could see the sick expression on her face. She runs off to the edge of the dock and pukes up her breakfast into the water below. JJ runs towards her and holds back her hair as she rids whatever left in her stomach.

When she's done, she stands up and spits into the water, the sick look still on her face. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and JJ placed his hand on the small of her back. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just a little sick." He wrapped his arm around her waist and she leaned her head into him as they walked back towards the group. Jeanie smiled when they reached the pouges. "Come on, lets get back to the Château."

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The group was sitting on the porch, relaxing after their long day. Jeanie and JJ were sitting together, Jeanie with a un-lit cigarette in her mouth, playing with JJ's lighter. JJ on the other hand was playing with the dainty rings that sat on Janeen's fingers.

In their moment of relaxation, pope bursts through the porch screen, anxious as ever. As soon as she saw him, Janeen lit the cig. Dealing with Pope's anxiety can cause others to reciprocate that anxiety.

"Okay, so... we didn't see anything. We need to have complete and total amnesia."

"I agree with Pope." Janeen spoke up.

"I agree as well. See, I agree sometimes. Deny, Deny, Deny" JJ stood up from where he was sitting and walked towards the center of the porch.

Kiara spoke up as well, "Guys, we can't keep that money."

Jeanie took a puff of her cig and smoke surrounded her, "Not everyone lives on the kook side of the Island, Kiara."

JJ nodded his head towards Jeanie in agreement, "Yeah, and not everyone can afford unlimited data plans."

"We have to pass it on to Lana Grubbs, or else it's bad karma."

"Bad karma to be implicated in a felony too. We gotta go dark."

"Shut up, Pope," Janeen leant her head back and blew more smoke into the air.

"If it means we keep the money then, I agree."

"I agree with JJ."

"Of course you do, Janeen."

"Excuse me?" She gave Kiara a look, "What the fuck do you mean?"

"I mean you're always- "

"Guys, stop. Jeanie put that cig out. I don't agree with JJ." John B butted in, to stop whatever argument was about to ensue. Janeen rolled her eyes and smashed the cigarette butt into the cheap ash tray on the table next to her.

"What, why?" JJ was upset. Never had he come across so much money yet, none of his friends wanted to keep it, except for Jeanie, of course she'd want to keep it.

"Think, this is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about, same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the porthole. Tried to buy some stolen ones from Jeanie even. Shit, I saw this dude begging for change in the parking lot because he needed gas. We're talking about a dirt-bag marina rat who's never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket and all of a sudden, he's got a Grady-white? Just sayin."

The group takes a moment to process this information. Jeanie still remembers the time Scooter Grubbs ran up to the van to try and buy a cig from her. JJ and John B were in the car with her while she was driving. JJ had said she looked extremely hot in her red bikini top with a cig hanging out of her mouth. John B slapped him in the back of the head.

The group moves to the dock of the château. Pope and JJ are both trying to fish, and JJ is teaching Jeanie a fishing tactic he saw the other week. "Alright, so think about it Pope, how does a marina rat get a Grady-white."

"Prostitution" both Pope and Janeen answered at the same time.

"You guys, no, square groupers, bro" Jeanie snorts, trying to hold her laughter when he says that. John B shoots her a glare. "Just hear me out, flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don't do that stuff during a hurricane. What does that mean, JJ?"

"They were straight smuggling."

"And I guarantee, there's a serious amount of contraband in that wreck."

As he said that, a fish had gotten caught on Jeanie's line and she brought it in. Her and JJ shared a high-five. "Hell yeah, fish on!"

The pouges then move into John B's room who, unfortunately for Janeen, has the bigger room. Pope sat on the bed, John B on the window sill, and Kiara in the small chair. JJ sat on the bench against the window with Janeen sitting on his lap, another unlit cig in her mouth. She played with his rings this time as she listened to her friends.

"For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband inside, it probably belongs to someone else-"

"Minor details," Kie points out

"They could come looking for it, taking it would be catastrophically stupid."

JJ leans over, Jeanie still in his lap, and takes the money from Pope's hand, "Right, well, stupid things have good outcomes all the time."

"Hell yeah they do," Jeanie pumps her fist into the air in agreement. JJ starts flipping through the cash in order to split in evenly between him and her.

"All we need to do is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck. Until then, we just lay low, act normal." He hands Jeanie a wad of cash and stuffs the other half in his pocket. She giggles like a child and stuffs the wad of cash into her bikini top which makes JJ smirk at her.

"And how exactly do we do that?" Pope asks, watching the exchange between the two.

"Kegger?" Jeanie suggests and they all nod in agreement and start getting ready to gather supplies. "Me and JJ will get the keg, meet at the boneyard in 20 mins!"

"Can't unless you have the keys." John B takes the keys to the Twinkie and pulls them out of his pocket, shaking them in Janeen's face. He puts them above his head so she can't reach them but instead of jumping for them, she tackles him onto the bed and grabs them as they wrestle.

"Thanks big brother," She shouts as she runs out the door with JJ on her heels. "I want to drive." She calls as she runs towards the drivers side.

"Thats alright with me Princess." She blushes profusely as she enters the car. They drive into the main part of the island. Jeanie has rolled all the windows down, smoking a cig, wearing JJ's sunglasses, with the radio blasting loudly. JJ has his hand on her thigh as they both sing along to the radio.

They pull up to a dingy looking shop, that looks like the hurricane had damaged it good, but people still needed to eat. They had discussed their plan ahead of time, Jeanie goes and flirts with the cashier who should be the only one working and JJ goes and get a Keg from the back.

She parks the car and both of them start their trek into the store. JJ pats the small of her back, "Go get 'em tiger." In reality, JJ was jealous as hell and wanted nothing more than to stop Janeen from flirting with the cashier boy.

Janeen walked up to the counter, apparently a boy she knew from whatever days she went to school. "Hi Grayson, how are you today." She was wearing her red bikini top and small denim shorts. He couldn't help but drop his eyes to her chest. "My eyes are up here sweetie."

He coughed, "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it," she hopped onto the counter and started her process, "it must be very hard to constantly be working here huh? I'm sure your boss doesn't pay you enough," she pouts.

"Yeah, only like 5 dollars an hour."

"See what I mean, hun? we pouges need to eat. Can't have kooks taking all the fish, right?" she winked at him and saw JJ signal from the corner of her eye. "Can't stay long, bye hun!" She left Grayson standing there in shock as she sped out of the store. JJ was struggling with the Keg so Jeanie ran to help him lift it into the back.

"You're too good at that, baby."

"What stealing or flirting," she smirked

"Both."

They got into the car, JJ driving with his hand on her thigh. She had so many butterflies. Of course, JJ was her and her brothers best friend but she's always had a crush on him. As they grew older, Janeen grew into her flirty personality and like JJ, would flirt with anything that had a heartbeat, including Kiara. Until she realized her feelings for JJ, then her flirting was shifted towards him and she calmed down a bit.

They arrived to the boneyard, the rest of the gang waiting for them. Janeen unbuckled her seat belt and stuck her head out the window as JJ pulled up, "We have arrived, mi amigos, and we've brought the drinks!"

They set up the keg and suddenly Pogues started showing up and they were handing out drinks like crazy. Janeen was already on her second drink by the time the party really got started.

John B's POV

You can't understand the outer banks without understanding the boneyard. It's kinda like a three-layer burrito. There's us and out friends, the working class derelicts from the cut. Then, there are the kooks, the rich second-homers. They're mostly from poncey-ass boarding schools, just rich, trustafarian posers. And then there are the tourons. Totally clueless, here for a week on vacation with their families. Chum, for the sharks.

Third person

JJ and Janeen had three drinking competitions, two of which Janeen won. She was 6 drinks in and she knew she was going to have a massive hangover the next morning. And when she was drunk, she was always looking for some sort of adrenaline.

That's when the pouges noticed her, Sarah Cameron. "John B, what the fuck is she doing here." Jeanie said walking up to him with Kiara following from the other direction.

Janeen's POV

That's Sarah Cameron, the fucking kook Princess. I have never been friends with her though Kiara was in 9th grade. Best friends in 9th grade, worst enemies in 10th. John B has a job on her dad's boats and I go to help out sometimes. Then there's Topper, her horrible kook boyfriend. Topper truly believes pouges were purely bred to work for kooks. Kinda wanna punch him sometimes.

Third Person

JJ and Jeanie were now sitting on washed up log, giggling and constantly touching each other. It had gotten dark and Jeanie was slightly sobering, but not enough to be aware. Both her and JJ were insanely drunk and whatever conversation they were gonna have, neither of them would remember in the morning. "I wish I were a kook."

"Why you wish that princess?"

"Wouldn't have to steal kegs all the time," she giggled into JJ's shoulder. "Imagine having rich parents. We could steal expensive tequila from their endless supply." She laughed again and JJ laughed with her.

"If I were a kook, I'd get a koi pond. And go on vacations all the time."

"We should go on a surfing trip."

"Yeah, princess, with what money?" He chuckled at that fantasy.

"We don't need any money, we'll take the pouge and sail out there. If we have kids we can teach them how to swim in the marsh. I'd think we'd have the cutest kids." Her words were slurred slightly and giggles constantly followed her.

"I think our kids-" he stopped himself when he saw Sarah walking towards the Keg. He stood and Janeen stood with him, following him to where Sarah stood. Janeen stood beside him with her best glare. "Hey, hey Sarah. Sarah, can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage."

"No, thanks." Janeen rolled her eyes at the girl.

"Is it not fancy enough for you?"

Janeen tugged on JJ's empty hand. "JJ, you're wasted, just leave her be. She's no fun anyways" Her words were very slurred.

"Hey, no, we were just leaving."

"Hey you, know what, I'll take it, thank you man, I appreciate it." Topper butts in.

"Hey, that's nice but he didn't ask you, now if you said pretty please, maybe, but you didn't so, Sarah you want JJ's drink." Janeen could feel a fight brewing so she got ready. She was drunk, which definitely didn't help her attitude.

"oh, pretty please," Topper exclaims sarcastically, "Pretty please"

"Yeah no, Sarah you can have it." Janeen takes the cup from JJ and holds it out to Sarah and then, Topper hits the cup beer flying in Janeen and JJ's faces.

"She doesn't want it, you--" Janeen goes to push Topper but John B pulls her back and JJ gets to him first. John B leaves Janeen and grabs JJ.

"You're so funny man!"

"Hey, hey, no fighting you two." John B holds them back.

"Dirty pouges!" John B turns around and pushes Topper.

"John B, we're supposed to be incognito man!." "babe, babe, babe, babe" "Bird no, chill."

Topper punches him and knocks him into the water, and JJ lets go of Janeen's arm, releasing her into the fight, "Hey John B, don't make me drown you like you're old man, all right." Janeen runs at his side, throwing a punch up to Topper's nose which she hears crack. Topper wasn't expecting the girl so he stubbles back away from John B, holding onto his nose. He chuckles, "Well if it isn't the pouge princess!"

He goes to throw punches and in her drunken haze, she struggles to block them. She punches him again in the jaw and wrestles him to the ground and into the water. John B gets back up to help his sister fight the kook.

"John B, Jeanie, let it go you guys!" "Stop, you guys!" "Fight, fight, fight."

Jeanie laid in the water as John B and Topper continued fighting. Her ear was ringing and her eye was burning from where Topper punched her. The ring on his finger had cut her cheek.

"Topper, stop."

She was trying to get up but it felt like she was choking on water. She coughed as much as she could, and got back up to help John B win this fight. Topper had knocked both of them back into the water, holding them under.

"Topper, stop, no!"

Topper had his grip on Jeanies neck and she was clawing at his hand, creating scratch marks. "he's drowning them!"

As soon as JJ saw what Topper was doing, he turned and fumbled for his gun, running out and pointing it right against Toppers head, turning the safety off. He released the siblings and put his hands slowly in the air.

"Yeah, you know what that is, you're move Broski"

"JJ! Dude chill!"

As soon as Topper released the siblings, a now sobering Jeanie crawled towards JJ's legs, hacking water. When she made it, she held onto his leg tightly, tears forming at her eyes.

"Put the gun down JJ," Sarah screamed

"Did you say something, Princess?"

"We're good, we're good."

"Kie, can you check you your psycho friend please."

JJ help Jeanie get up and lean against him as he raised his gun in the air. "Alright everyone listen up!! GET THE HELL, OFF OUR SIDE OF THE ISLAND!" He shot the gun twice into the air, the recoil making him and Janeen stumble a step.

Jeanie whispered in her tired stated, so only he could hear, "That was so hot."

Then her friends came rushing over, "Are you crazy, you idiot. Stupid." "Why would you do that" "It's not worth it!"

"I'm saving their lives okay," JJ yelled and held on tighter to Janeen so she wouldn't fall, "I'm saving her life."

Over the ringing in her ears she hear Pope, "You're gonna jeopardize everything." and from the corner of her eye she saw John B fall back into the water.

She let out a faint, "John B!" and JJ turned to see his best friend knocked out in the water. He pointed at him and Pope and Kiara nodded going to check on him, still upset with JJ. JJ had started carrying Jeanie bridal style back to the van, till she tugged on his shirt. "Can we stay here for tonight?"

"Yeah, princess, we can stay here for tonight, let me get you a jacket from the Twinkie." He sets her down gently on the sand and quickly jogs to the parked car, grabbing her pullover out of the back. When he returns, she's fast asleep on the sand and lightly snoring. He kneels down and helps the tired girl get her sweater on so she wouldn't freeze. He tucks the gun into the waist band of his shorts and cuddles up beside her, spooning her. The rest of the pouges took John B back to the château and went to their own houses

"Good night, Princess." He whispered softly into her neck.

"Good night, JJ, Love you." She whispers back but by the time he realized what the drunk girl had said, she was already asleep again. So he closed his eyes and hoped he would remember it in the morning.

Word Count: 3045

A/n: 3,000 words and I still didn't finish the episode, crying, sobbing, throwing up. Also this chapter took me literally all day for no reason 😭😭😭

Don't forget to stay hydrated and eat!

Peace

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