EVERYONE BUT John B and JJ stood on the dock, outside of the crowd of people.

"Well, that went well. So, what's the plan?" Pope asked as John B and JJ reunited with the group of friends. They weren't even able to get a word in cause of some diabetic dog.

"I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns that boat," John B said, waving the motel key.

"We don't know whose room that is. It could be anyone."

"That's part of the fun," Willow smirked, snatching the key from John B before walking off.

"Come on. I'll be the lookout," Kiara told a worried Pope.

"Finders fee. Just sayin'," John B said. "And, hey, at least you'll only be an accomplice."

JJ whistled at the boat drove toward the motel. It wasn't the prettiest looking and I'm sure the hurricane didn't help anything. "I thought the chateau looked bad."

"This place is a shitshow," John B said.

"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara added.

"You be the judge," Pope and Willow said.

"Doesn't look like the place a person with a Grady-White stays."

"Look's like the place a person with a Grady-White gets killed," Willow sighed.

"This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue comin' in for landing," JJ said as he jumped off the boat and tied it down.

"All right. Here goes nothin'," John B said as him and Willow got out.

"Hey. Don't let them do anything stupid." Pope pointed towards Willow and JJ.

"I'm not making promises."

"Uh, be careful. I mean it," Kiara told John B.

"Just be so careful, John," JJ mocked, gripping John B's shoulders.

"God, you're so weird."

"What was that about?" Willow asked him.

"I don't know. Maybe she wants us to be careful," John shrugged.

"Since she heard you're being threatened with exile, she's just been, like, 'Oh! Be so careful, John B.'" JJ mocked.

"Get off."

"'Oh, give me that John D already.'"

"You're disgusting," Willow laughed, rolling her eyes.

"When are you gonna swoop on that, man?"

"Bro, you know the rule. No Pogue-on-Pogue macking," John B reminded the twins. "You're the one always hitting on her."

"Of course I'm hitting on her. She's a super-hot, rich, hippie chick slumming with us. Why? I can't figure it out either, but who cares, bro? I know that door's locked because I've tried it. Have you?"

"I have," Willow shrugged. The two looked at her in surprise. "Why are you so surprised? There's not enough gay people around here and Kie's super hot."

"You need help," John B told JJ. "Both of you. Not a little help, you need a lot of help. It's like every girl who has a heartbeat, you're both like... uhh!"

"What? It's not a big deal."

"Is that us?" Willow asked as they walked up to a door.

"Yeah. This is it."

JJ knocked on the door before saying, "Housekeeping!" in a high-pitched voice.

"Should we try it?" John B asked.

"Yeah. No power. No security cameras. No one's gonna know," Willow told him. John B unlocked the door and the three stepped inside, pointing flashlights around the room. The room looked rather normal.

"Check the bag. See if there's a name on there somewhere."

"A jacket. No name on the jacket. It's a nice jacket though," JJ said.

"No stealing, JJ," Willow reminded him.

"Definitely over 50. He's got new balances," John B said. Willow walked over to the nightstand where there was a map and a sticky note with coordinates on it.

"Yo, come here. Maybe this is where they were fishing," Willow told John B.

"No, that's off the continental shelf. That's Big Swell. No one fishes there."

"Ooh!" They heard JJ say from the bathroom.

"Find anything interesting?" Willow asked.

"A really awesome Dopp kit you won't let me steal."

"Yeah, cause we're not stealing shit," John B told him. He opened a cabinent and tried to open the safe inside. "One, one, one."

"Wow," Willow said. "You are dumb." She walked over to the nightstand a pulled out a small piece of paper that had a combination on it. "Try this."

"Holy shit," He muttered when he got the safe opened. Inside was stacks of cash and a handgun.

"JJ," Willow simply said, shutting his rambling up and making him turn and see what they're looking at.

"Dude, dude, dude," JJ repeated as the grabbed the gun.

"You grabbed the gun," John B sighed.

"This is a SIG Sauer."

"Put the gun down, JJ!" Willow hissed.

"This is a fucking spendy gatt, man! Just... bam! Bam!"

"Great, now you're pointing it at things!"

"Both of you shush!" John B said. "We're not stealing anything."

"Just take a pic of me. Right here."

"You want me to take a picture of you? Make our own incriminating evidence? Is that what you're talking about?" John B said before he heard a tap on the window. He stuck his head under the window shades to see Kiara and Pope trying to tell them there were cops right outside. "Cops." Suddenly there was a knocking on the door.

"Kildare County Sheriffs Department!"

When the cops entered, the three teens were nowhere to be seen. They stood outside the window, on top of a roof. They pressed themselves to the wall on either side of the window, trying to keep quiet. Suddenly, JJ dropped the gun and it made a loud clattering noise as it rolled down the roof onto the ground.

Willow sucked in her breath and closed her eyes when one of the cops opened the shades and peaked outside. And finally, the cops left. Willow allowed herself to breathe again before they got off the roof and snuck back over to the HMS Pogue.

"Well, that was fun," JJ said sarcastically as they drove the boat away. "Could have warned us sooner."

"We would have, except Pope was on the math team," Kie said.

"That makes so much sense," Willow said, observing Pope.

"The cops took everything like it was a crime scene," John B said.

"Did you guys find anything?" Kiara asked.

"Did we find anything? No, I don't think so. Oh, yeah, we did," JJ said as he pulled a wad of cash and the gun from his pockets.

"What the hell?"

"Dude, chill. Come on."

"Why take that from a crime scene?" Pope asked him.

"Better than the cops having it," JJ told him.

"John B?" Willow asked raising her hand like she was in school. "Can I drown myself with the anchor so I don't have to be apart of this crime anymore?"

"I'm gonna lose my merit scholarship."

"Hey, hey, hey. Sh, sh, sh, sh. At least you have us, right?"

"I'm living the nightmare," Pope said as he pushed JJ away.

was gonna try and write all the chapters for episode one but i gave up so take the two new chapters and i'll see again in like 3 months when i decide to update again