Janeen woke with a pounding head and a burning cheek, the clock flashing 10:00 AM. She was lying in her own bed, in one of JJ's t-shirts and underwear. Janeen's hand instinctively reached for JJ, her fingers brushing the cold sheets where he usually lay. The absence of his familiar warmth made her heart skip a beat.

She looked around her room for a moment and realized he wasn't there at all. She slowly tried to get out of bed, rubbing her temples to soothe her pulsing head. She took her time walking out of her room, grabbing her phone and a blunt before she left. She walked into the hallway, looking at the floor, still rubbing her head and hearing voices. Just before she entered the living room, she called JJ's name.

The voice the responded however was not JJ's but rather a woman's. "Janeen Routledge, make yourself decent young lady." Janeen moved her eyes up from their spot looking at the floor and noticed John B standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room and none other than Sheriff Peterkin leaning against the wall.

"Oh! Good morning sheriff Peterkin" Janeen's cheeks flushed as she dropped the blunt, hastily kicking it into the hallway. She scrambled for JJ's sweats on the floor, nearly tripping in her rush to cover up no longer wanting to be in her underwear in the presence of her brother or the sheriff. Once she is dressed both Peterkin and John B look at her.

"What happened to your face sweetheart?" Sheriff Peterkin looks her up and down.

"uh no- nothing, just a little scrap is all, nothing too big."

"Is that right? Well I was telling your brother I heard there was a fight on the beach yesterday. And a gun was involved. Now John B says he doesn't know anything, you know anything about a gun sweetie?"

Janeen's heart pounded as Sheriff Peterkin's gaze bore into her. She forced a smile, hiding the dread that crept up her spine. 'No, I didn't see a gun,' she lied, hoping the sheriff wouldn't see through her facade. Of course she knew about the gun, with hers and JJ's finger prints on it now.

"Alight," Peterkin raised her hands surrender, "I know who it was, I'll get to him eventually. What I'm worried about right now, is making sure you're both in a safe home."

Janeen speaks first, "I gotta tell you, I think this home is pretty safe. You agree John B? Like totally safe, for sure."

"Yeah Uncle T's gonna be home so, I'd say it's pretty safe, yeah"

"Alright, you two, if uncle T's coming back I think you should be allowed to stay, but if I stick my neck out for you, you better do something for me. Tit for Tat."

The siblings make eye contact with each other and Janeen almost snorts but covers it at a cough. John B gives her a glare, "Uh wha-what does tat mean"

"How can you help me? Oh I know, a body was found in the marsh yesterday. Were you in the marsh yesterday?" Peterkin starts walking closer to John B, probably in hopes that she breaks him. Janeen in an effort to calm her nerves starts cleaning up, throwing cans away, hiding blunts and etcetera. "Janeen sit down." She quickly sits down on the couch, posture straight, foot tapping against the hard wood. "Now I'm gonna ask again, were you in the marsh yesterday?"

John B replies, "Yeah we were fishing for some drum, didn't catch anything though."

"That's odd, day after a hurricane usually a good day to fish. All sorts of things get stirred up. You come across a wreck yesterday."

Janeen's head starts pounding louder and her foot starts tapping faster after Peterkin asks the question.

"Uh- n-no no boat."

"uh huh. You know you both skimming just above the surface, Routledges. Now down here," she lowers her hand, "is foster care, Juvie. And up here," she moves her hand back up, "Is you and your little friends doing whatever you want. Outerbanks, or foster care on the mainland."

The siblings look at each other and then look back at Peterkin. The last thing they ever wanted was going to live on the mainland.

"Alright, I'm gonna look the other way, as long as the both of you stay out of the marsh. And clean up, I got dogs livin better than this."

As she exits the house, both the Routledge siblings let out breaths of relief and Janeen scrambled for blunt that she had kicked into the hall. She quickly found it and lit it, taking two puffs, blowing the smoke into the air, before sauntering over to her brother and plopping down next to him. She hands him the blunt and he takes a puff, "John B, we're so screwed." John B just nods his head in agreement and leans his head on Janeens shoulder.

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"Look I'm calling if off. All right? Peterkin said, if we stay off the marsh she'll help us with DCS." John B says. The Pogues are hanging out on the porch of the château, Pope and Kiara sitting on different couches, John B pacing, and JJ sitting on the table outside the over hang, Janeen standing in between his legs, playing with the rings on his fingers.

"And you believed her?"

"yes I believe her JJ."

"You guys believed a cop? Like an actual cop."

Janeen stops and looks at JJ and whispers, "I didn't believe her." JJ rubs her back in response, knowing Janeen would never ever believe a cop.

"Look me and Janeen just need to stay out of the marsh for a couple days and she'll help us out. It doesn't help that your ass was the one shooting a gun."

"You know what I should've done man?" JJ stands up from the table, moving Janeen to the side of him. "I should've let Topper drown your ass. Yeah shoulda especially let Topper finish Janeen off. Should've let him just drown her to death." Janeen cringed as he said that.

"Oh yeah cause Topper was for sure gonna drown us." Janeen rolls her eyes

"Sure looked like it, I mean have you looked at Jeanie? Have you looked in the mirror." JJ throws the rock that was in his hand and grabs onto Janeens hand. He pulls her towards the deck and she follows, rubbing circles on the top of his hand. "I mean they always win man, kooks vs Pogues, they always win. Goddamn" JJ punches the buoy hanging from the top of the château and steps away from Janeen

"JJ it's okay," Janeen whispers softly.

He turns back to her, "No it's not okay, Janeen. If they don't want us down in the marsh that means there's something valuable down there, and you know it, I know you do. Pope, I understand why you don't want to, you're the golden boy, you got a lot to lose. And Kiara, you're already rich as fuck anyway. But me, you, and Janeen, we've got nothing to lose. It didn't used to be that way for ya'll."

John B rolls his eyes and scoffs, getting up from his seat to walk away.

"John B listen, I have a plan, You got the key to Camerons big boat right? There's scuba gear inside, we can borrow that and then we an go down to the wreck this afternoon, you don't see rich kids going to foster care"

As JJ explains his plan, Janeen sits on the couch, playing with the rings on her fingers. The first one a thick ring she stole from JJ which had sort of a chain design. The next was one that JJ had gotten for her, with JM engraved on the inside. It was gold but had tarnished over time to look more bronze. The other two were random rings she stole from the grocery store. They sat on her index and thumb. On her ring finger though, sat the ring her mother left behind when she moved to Colorado leaving the twins by themselves. It was a sapphire set on a gold band. Janeen had never had the ring inspected to see if it was real. She always assumed it was fake considering her mom was a cheap and horrible person.

While the Pogues waiting for John B to get the scuba gear, they were all sat on the porch, playing a game of poker. Janeen was sitting with her legs criss cross on the ground, Pope and Kiara sat on the couch and JJ sat in the chair next to where Jeanie sat on the floor. Janeen had a cigarette hanging from her mouth once more and on her face sat JJ's sunglasses except they were upside down. In the center of the table was all their bets, which was around $30.

JJ took one look at his cards and sighed, dropping them onto the table, "I fold."

Janeen looks at the cards and lets out a laugh, "Holy shit, you literally have nothing."

"Thanks Janeen, that's why I folded." He sighs and leans back into his chair, stealing Janeens cigarette from her mouth.

"Hey!"

"Mine now."

"Whatever," she goes back to the game. Kie folds next stating that she doesn't have time for this and needs to "get ready" whatever that means.

It was just Pope and Janeen left, Janeen took a look at her cards, "All in." She picked up the rest of her betting money and dropped it in the middle.

Pope smiled, "You do realize that is a tactic you use when you want me to think you're winning but you're actually losing. You just want me to fold."

Janeen shrugged her shoulders. Pope rolled his eyes and put the rest of his betting money in the center and then put his cards down, a full house, three 7's and two 8's. "Aw darn it," Janeen lets out as she puts her cards onto the table revealing a straight flush, "suck it loser." Pope groans and puts his head in his hands at the loss.

JJ jumps up from his seat "Hell yeah" and grabs Janeen and spins her around. He sets her down and she starts grabbing the money splitting it between them. Pope looks at that "Oh come on, y'all were working together."

"You snooze you loose Pope" she shrugs her shoulders. They all turn their heads at the sound of a boat engine pulling up to the chateau dock. John B pulls the SMS Pogue into the landing, the bags of Scuba gear next to him

"Land ho." He shouts as he docks the boat and Kie walks out of the cheuteu and the Pogues all walk towards the boat following behind her. JJ daps John B up, "that's my boy, a real klepto this one. Let's go diving" All the Pogues hop into the boat and they sail out into the marsh.

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On the boat Kie is looking through the scuba gear and checking the tanks, "This is empty, you took empty tanks?" She checks the meter on the other tank "Okay this ones a quarter full."

"I love it when a plan comes together"

"Pope don't be so pessimistic," Janeen states from her spot on the bow. She was laying on a towel spread out and tanning.

"whatever, does anyone know how to dive?" Kie asks

"It's kinda a kook sport."

"I can dive." Janeen sits up and looks at the Pogues. The Pogues look. back at her shock written on their faces.

JJ raises an eyebrow, "since when can you dive Jeanie?"

"Um, you remember last summer when I spent most of that summer with the guy I wouldn't tell you about? Well, he was a kook, and he taught me how to dive. So I can do it."

The Pogues look at each other then look back at Janeen. JJ's face looks hurt, "You spent the summer with a kook?"

"Yeah J, I mean it wasn't that big of a deal any he turned out to be the biggest asshole ever. And besides, no one can steal me away from you." She pats the spot next to her and he sits wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

He raises his other hand "I vote no to Janeen diving."

"what?"

"Me too."

"John B, seriously?"

"it's to risky for you. I'm not letting you go."

"I'm the only person who can dive and you won't let me go? How does that make sense?"

"I read about it." Pope interjects

Kie rolls her eyes, "great Pope read about it so someone's gonna die"

Janeen goes to speak but JJ immediately puts his hand to cover her mouth. She ends up licking his hand and he tries to wipe it on her as she squeals trying to keep his hand away from her. "Guys!" they both stop and sit back in their spots.

"Look you put the thing in your mouth and breath, how hard could it be?"

"Actually JJ-"

"If you come up too fast, nitrogen gets in your blood, you could get the bends." Pope interrupts Janeen.

"Bends like bend over and-" JJ stands up and bends over putting his ass in Janeens face. She smacks his ass and he topples over, landing on top of her. They sit up laughing but Pope is not happy in the slightest

"The bends kill you."

The pair sit up straighter when pope says that. "I can dive," John B volunteers.

"Yeah, you can dive, I'm cool with that."

"JJ! So we're okay with John B diving? Who's never had any training whatsoever. Versus me who actually knows how to dive?"

"Yup, sounds about right princess." JJ pats her head and stands up, walking over to help John B put on the scuba gear.

"Let me do some calculations, that boats about 30 feet down, it'll take 25 minutes to get there, so you'd have to make your safety stop at around 10 feet for two minutes."

Once Pope explains the calculations, Janeen takes off her shirt and dives into the water. She swims 10 feet down and once she reaches it, she ties her shirt to the anchor.

"What was that about?"

"I don't know, but I liked it, a lot."

"Ew JJ, that's my sister."

Janeens lungs are burning by the time she comes back up, and when she reaches the surface, JJ leans over the side of the boat to help her back on. "Hey I tied my shirt about 10 ft down. You should make your safety stop there."

"Try to breath as little as possible."

"Zen think zen"

As John B is getting ready to dive, Kiara walks over to him and plants a kiss on his cheek. Janeen looks at JJ and makes a stank face. She didn't know Kiara had a thing for her brother. Ew. "Diver down fool"

"Be careful, Bird" He salutes Janeen and jumps into the water. The Pogues lounge around as they wait for John B to resurface. That was till they heard Police sirens. They all turn to see Shoupe's boat heading closer to them. "Guys that's the police"

"No shit, JJ, everyone just act chill."

"Janeen you're not supposed to be here."

"Oh well, shoupe can suck my dick."

The police boat pulls up right next to the HMS Pogue, "evening officers," JJ says and Plum hands JJ the rope to tie their boat off.

"How you kids doin, you know the marsh is closed?"

A series of No and what's travelled from the Pogues mouths faking disbelief at the shock of the marsh being closed. Shoupe looks around their boat, he looks for life vests. And then he asks where John B is. The Pogues explain that he's working and suddenly shoupe looks over the edge. All the Pogues look at each other in fear that he might see John B in the water and they all let out a sigh of relief when he stepped back. "Alright, let us know if y'all find anything on your way out."

"Will do!" The Pogues salute him as they untie the boat and Shoupe and Plum drive away. They all wait in anticipation for John B to come up who does soon after the boat leaves. When he reaches the surface, he immediately throws off the mask, breathing heavily as JJ and Pope help him get back on the Pogue. "Oh thank god, Bird."

"Did you find anything?" JJ asks and John B throws a duffel onto the boat. "Hell yeah."

In celebrating the return of John B, Kiara turns and notices a boat headed in their direction, "Hey guys, bogey 2 o'clock."

The Pogues all look at the boat heading towards them, "Do y'all recognize that boat?" Pope asks, getting ready to drive the Pogue away.

"Nope never seen it, lets go Pope."

"JJ get the bowline"

"Are we gonna wait on them"

"Fuck no we're not gonna wait on them"

"Guys dont wait on me, hurry up, go."

"Go go go"

"Guys let's go"

"Act natural."

As John B drives the boat into the marsh, the strange boat follows them, gaining on them, getting closer and closer. "John B, drive faster."

"I'm trying"

"Guys they're following us"

And then they hear gun shots. On the first shot, JJ pulls Janeen down with him Shielding her body with his. "John B get down" Janeen yells.

The farther they travel, the more shots get fired at them, "Holy shit, we're gonna die."

JJ has his face in Janeens hair, whispering affirmations to keep both him and her calm. She looks over and sees the fishing net and see Kie crouch to go get it. She lightly shoves JJ off of her and whispers "it's okay baby," before crawling to help Kiara. She and Kie quickly grab the net and stand to throw it.

"Kie, Jeanie, get down," John B shouts from his spot at the helm. The two girls hoist the net into the water and drop down after the next shot. The boat following them sputters to a stop, not before letting off one last shot and the Pogues manage to make their great escape back to the chateau. Once they were out of sight from the boat they all let out breaths they didn't know they were holding.

"Pogue life man"

"Guys that was insane

They too busy celebrating their escape for Janeen to notice the liquid dripping down her arm. Until JJ looked over at her, "Janeen you got fucking shot." The rest of the Pogues and Janeen look at her arm, where blood was dripping down.

"Oh shit, uh, JJ get the first aid kit, under the seat," John B commands, "I'll try to get us home fast."

A sharp pain seared through Janeen's arm. 'Oh fuck,' she gasped, collapsing onto the bench. Blood trickled down her arm, and JJ's face paled. 'Hang on, Jeanie,' he murmured, his hands trembling as he reached for the first aid kit.

Pope and Kiara stood by panicking while JJ was trying to help Janeen. "Guys we should go to the hospital."

"Yeah and what insurance is gonna pay for that Kie? Don't worry, I got it."

"J it hurts."

"I know princess, I got you" Janeen starts crying as JJ cleans her wound. He finds a small bottle of rubbing alcohol in the first aid kit and a rag. He dumps the alcohol onto the rag, "get ready, this is gonna burn, I'm sorry."

As soon as he wipes the rag over the wound, Janeen lets out a hiss in pain, "fuck JJ."

"JJ, be careful."

"Guys she's fine, the bullet just grazed her, she'll live." He says as he wraps her arm with gauze and then taping it at the end, "Dr. Maybank to the rescue," he smiles at her. She releases a deep breath, "Here," he pulls a small Titos shot out of his cargo shorts, "I was saving this, but I think you could use it." He cracks it open for her and she downs it.

"Thanks J," She smiles at him

"Anything for you princess"

The Pogues all relax finally, knowing Janeen wasn't going to die. They make their way towards the dock, Pope and JJ jumping out to tie the boat off. When they dock, The Pogues jump out and JJ goes back to help Janeen out of the boat. "JJ I can walk"

"I know. A little help doesn't hurt though."

They all follow John B who sets the bag down on the dock. "What do you think it is?" Kie asks

"Gotta be money right?" John B looks at his sister, "I hope so," she replies

"That or a couple of keys with street value low to mid mills."

"Can we please just open the bag!" Pope lets out, impatiently.

"Wow Pope, that was a rare outburst of emotion."

"You guys are literally killing me with anticipation, Janeen almost died for this."

John B opens the duffel, to reveal another bag, which then revealed a canister. He twisted off the lid and dumped the contents into his hand. The item inside fell into his palm and he flipped it over to reveal a compass.

"Oh wow," Pope sarcastically lets out, "that's about right. Good job everyone, we found a compass"

"I got shot for a fucking compass."

JJ looks at John B, "Dude what? It's not worth anything"

John B looks up at Janeen

"It's our father's compass."

Word Count: 3505

A/n: Finally finished episode one, this was a semi long chapter so I hope ya'll enjoyed. Hopefully I'll have updates out more.

Love you all

💙Allegra💙