"How's it feeling?" Pope asked as he held the rope connected to the bin Quinn was sitting in outside of John Bs house. The pair were trying to see if the bin could get moved around as if they were lowering it down the well to the gold.

Quinn nodded, turning to Pope as she sent a thumbs up. "Feels good." Pope squinted at her. "Feels fine? Not too bumpy?" Pope asked and Quinn pursed her lips, shaking her head. "Nope. Feels like a drop ride. Just let go!" She yelled jokingly.

Popes brows raised playfully. In a quick movement, he let go of the rope connected to the bin Quinn was in, making her drop about two feet before Pope caught the rope again, laughing.

Quinn let out a small scream, making Kie and JJ turn to the pair from the car. "Jesus fuck, Pope! I wasn't serious!" Quinn yelled as Pope slowly led the bin to the ground.

"I wasn't gonna actually drop you!" Pope defended as Quinn climbed out of the bin, scoffing in the process. "Like you weren't going to actually saw me in half when you were going through your Houdini magician phase?! I still have the scar!" Quinn yelled, lifting the bottom of her shirt slightly to she a small horizontal line just above her bellybutton from the year prior when Pope wanted to try the "sawing a woman in half" trick.

"John B pullin' a Houdini." JJ scoffed out. Pope sighed at JJs words, turning to Quinn before looking back at Kie and JJ. "Yeah, where is he? I got my scholarship interview tomorrow." Quinn sighed, going to speak before seeing John B come out from the back of the house, going inside. "Speak of the devil. Hey!"

The group turned their heads to John B. JJ laughed, pointing at the bin Quinn was just in. "Dude, I set up the entire winch to pull up the gold and everything." Quinn instantly shook her head, shaking her pointer finger in the air as she followed John B into the house, the rest of the Pogues after her. "No, he did not."

"We did that." Pope yelled, wrapping an arm around Quinn's shoulder. Quinn, Pope, Kie and JJ realized that John B wasn't listening to them, making Kie run after him faster. "Hey."

Pope turned to Quinn and JJ, his brows furrowed. "Uh... what's that all about?" JJ turned to the two, the same expression as Pope. "I was gonna ask you the same question." The three ran into the house after Kie and John B. When they got in, John B was searching the house.

"You all right, man?" JJ asked, looking at John B like he was crazy. Quinn squinted at him, walking towards him. "What... what's up?"

"What are you looking for?" Kie asked as John B flipped the mattress of the pull-out couch. "Bro, what's going on?" JJ asked just as John B found JJs bag with the gun in it. He put the gun in the back of his pants and started to walk out of the house, making everyone else follow after him.

"John B, what do you need the gun for?" Quinn yelled. "Just..." Pope started, going to grab John B's shoulder before John B grabbed Pope, pushing him back into the table. "No!"

"Talk to us!" Quinn yelled, running towards the boys. "What, are you JJ now?" Kie yelled chasing after him with JJ behind her as Quinn walked up to Pope. "Are you okay?" Pope looked at Quinn for a few seconds before nodding and pushing himself off the table.

Once Pope was up they ran out the door after JJ and Kie as they ran after John B. "John B, what the hell are you doing?" Quinn yelled but John B ignored her, walking towards JJs bike. "John B, what the hell?" Pope screamed.

"Ward knows about the gold. He killed my dad." John B said as he got on the bike. The Pogues eyes widened as they watched him ride away. Quinn stood in shock at John B's words as Kie tried to run after him. "John B!"

...

After searching the marsh for John B, the group ended up at the Cameron's, thinking maybe they knew where he could be. JJ groaned, taking his hat off to run a hand through his hair. "What now? We just go up to the front door and ask, 'Hey, have you seen John B?'"

Kie pursed her lips, shrugging. "Look, he lives at Tannyhill now. It's plausible." Quinn nodded in agreement, crossing her arms as she looked at the boys. "Look, we can play dumb."

JJ scoffed, laughing slightly. "Play dumb?" Quinn gave him a tight lipped smile, nodding. Pope sighed as Quinn leaned over towards him, grabbing the binoculars to see the Cameron household. "It's pretty late." Pope mumbled, making Kie sigh. "Look, I've never seen John B like that. We should honestly be going to the cops."

JJ turned to her like she was crazy as Quinn squinted through the binoculars, her vision blurry slightly. "The cops... Yeah, and say what, Kie? We're worried about our friend because he's on a rampage because Ward Cameron killed Big John? Like, they're not gonna believe us!" JJ yelled when Rose and Ward walked passed a window of their house, making Quinn's eyes go wide.

"Hey, I see Ward." She whispered as if she was right outside their window. Pope shot off his seat, taking the binoculars from Quinn to see. After a few seconds, Pope removed the binoculars from his face, shrugging. "Doesn't look dead to me. Let's go home." Quinn's eyes went wide, shaking her head in shock. "Wait."

Kie scoffed, walking towards Quinn to stand beside her. "What?" Pope sighed, turning to them. "Uh... Okay. Obviously, Mr. Cameron is fine, and even if John B was here, he isn't now, okay? Plus, I have the biggest, most important moment of my life in six hours."

Quinn sighed, realizing that he was probably stressed out himself but just before she could speak, Kie did. "Yeah, well, our friend is in trouble."

"I'm in trouble. Guys, I haven't been home in three days. My dad's probably put all my shit on the street by now." Pope yelled. Quinn nodded, pointing to the dock. "Pope just go. We got it."

Pope turned to her, sending her a grateful smile until Kie scoffed. "Okay, so that's it?" Quinn's head whipped to the girl beside her. "Kie-" "No! In a time of need, you're just gonna bail? You're just gonna walk away?"

JJ sighed, watching the three from the drivers area. "Okay, yo, guys, can we not do this right now?" Pope looked at Kie with wide eyes. "Hey, I have a scholarship interview in the morning. I can't-" "Okay, well, what about John B?" Kie interrupted and Quinn could see Popes eyes grow dark in anger. "Why is it always about John B?"

Kie rolled her eyes, slightly guilty. "It's not always about John B. You're so stupid. It would be any of you in this situation." Pope scoffed, walking right up to Kie's face. "Oh, bullshit!"

Quinn's eyes went wide at her two friends, looking at them worriedly. "Guys..." She warned but neither listened to her. "This is about friendship. Look, this is about Pogues for life." Kie yelled.

"What about forensic pathology, huh?" Pope yelled, making Kie turn to him in confusion. "Forensic pathology?" Pope nodded, pointing at his chest. "It's my life. Everything I've worked for."

"That's your priority?" Kie yelled, making Pope roll his eyes. "Stop the moral high ground bullshit?"

JJ sighed, shaking his head. "Pope, come on." Pope instantly turned to JJ, shaking his head. "No. No, no. She has no room to talk." Pope yelled her for getting right in Kie's face. "Where were you when Big John went missing?"

Everyone's faces dropped at his words but he kept going. "You weren't there. You weren't there for John B. You weren't there for any of us. Except Quinn and that's only because she was still at Kook Academy and it looked good for you to be hanging out with her!" Pope yelled and Quinn slowly took a step back to stand beside JJ.

"Remember your Kook year?" Pope asked almost like he knew it would piss her off. "Dude." JJ warned, but Pupe shook his head, still glaring at Kie. "Yeah, you forgot about us. Now you feel guilty."

Kie scoffed, pushing Pope back. "Give me a break." Pope stumbled back before pushing Kie back too. Quinn and JJ's eyes went wide at the fighting the other Pogues started to go through, Kie almost pushing Pope into the water, making Quinn finally butt in. "Hey!"

Quinn went behind Kie, wrapping her arms around her as JJ did the same to Pope, the blond boy slightly angry. "Hey! Yo, yo, yo, cut it out, all right? If I'm the one mediating, we've hit rock bottom."

"Each of you. Either side of the boat. Now! " Quinn yelled, pointing at the front and end of the boat. When neither of them moved, she yelled again. "Go!"

Pope and Kie sighed, Kie walking towards the back of the boat as Pope went for the front. Once Quinn and JJ knew they were calmer, the pair sighed, Quinn taking a seat right in the middle as JJ went to the driving booth. "Pope, I'll drop you off."

...

Quinn made sure to set her alarm in the morning. She knew today was a big day for Pope and she wanted to be there for him.

But she didn't have a car.

So she ran through half of Figure Eight to find Heywards truck to find Pope. When she finally spotted the truck, she ran faster as Heyward started to drive away, leaving Pope on the sidewalk fixing his tie.

"Wait!" Quinn screamed, running towards Pope. She felt her chest burn from running but it all went away in relief when Pope stopped walking, hearing her. His brows furrowed as she got closer. "Quinn?"

She finally got up to Pope and put her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. Pope looked at her with wide eyes, turning to the doors before looking back at Quinn. "Quinn, I gotta get inside. What's wrong?"

Quinn, finally catching her breath, stood up straight and looked up at Pope. "Nothing it's just..." She paused for a few seconds, watching Pope's eyes scan her before she quickly went on her toes, kissing his cheek as quick as she could, her cheeks tinted red in embarrassment. "Good luck." She mumbled.

Pope felt a small smile creep on his face before he pulled her into a sudden hug. Quinn let out a small yelp that turned into a laugh as she slowly hugged him back.

"Thank you for coming. It means a lot." Pope mumbled into Quinn's shoulder, hugging her tighter. Quinn felt a small smile grow on her face as she hugged him back. "No problem."

Pope slowly pulled away, his hands still on Quinn's waist to keep her still. He slowly took his hands off of her and scratched the back of his neck as he used his other to point at the house his interview was at. "I should get inside."

Quinn smiled, nodding. Just before Pope could walk in, he turned around, kissing her cheek before heading into the building. Quinn watched him walk in with a small smile on her face before walking back to the dock of John B's house to hang out with the rest of the Pogues.

...

"You sure he got everything?" Quinn asked John B who was lying his head in her lap as they, Kie and JJ sat in John Bs dock. John B sighed, nodding his head slightly. "Every bar. The whole enchilada. Look, it's not like I expected a happy ending or some shit." John B grumbled as he ripped off his sling, making Kie sigh.

"John B..." She warned and John B scoff. "What, Kie? It's a hairline fracture. Who cares?" Quinn whacked his head, making John B wince as she continued. "You should care. Your arm's gonna be messed up for life."

John B looked up at Quinn, waving at her. "It's fine. See?" He said in a sarcastic tone, making Quinn roll her eyes.

"Guys! Guys!" A voice yelled from the other side of the dock. The four turned their heads and watched Pope run down the dock towards them. Quinn straightened up, slightly as John B pushed himself off of Quinn's lap.

"Oh! Oh! God. I ran all the way here." Pope said once he got to the group, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

"You all right?" JJ asked as Quinn sent him a smile. "How was the interview, Pope?" Pope turned to Quinn with a small frown, shaking his head. "Don't ask." Quinn frowned at the statement as Pope turned to John B. "JB... Look, I'm sorry, dude. About everything."

John B sighed, shaking his head. "It's fine." Pope nodded before looking around the group. "But... but I don't have a lot of time, and... and I have information that is tactically relevant." Everyone turned to him. Quinn's eyes were wide at how big Popes eyes were. Pope looked around the group, still trying to catch his breath as he continued.

"So, before I had my interview, my dad said he was going down to the private airstrip to cut palms for Cameron's big plane. Because it was too heavy, it needed a longer landing strip to take off. So, I'm there sitting in my interview, thinking to myself, 'Hm. Why would Cameron need a longer airstrip to take off? What could be so heavy to weigh it down?'"

Quinn's eyes went wide in realization, pointing at him. "Gold." Pope pointed at her crazily, snapping his fingers. "That's right. Exactly. Guys, this is our chance, but it leaves tonight, and we have to go."

Kie let out a small chuckle, looking around the group. "Guys, we can't give up now." Quinn nodded with Kie, turning to John B with a small smile. "What's the plan, big man?"

John B smiled, looking around the group before turning back to Quinn, nodding. "We're gonna steal that shit back." Quinn let out a happy 'whoop', clapping her hands. "Let's do this!"

...

"We go in there, guns a-blazin', make Ward Cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vámonos, get the hell out of there." JJ said as he explained the plan in the backseat with Kie and Pope as Quinn sat in the passenger seat and John B in the drivers seat.

"Down the Intracoastal." Kie said, making JJ nod, pointing at her. "Wait for weather." Pope added as Quinn nodded, resting her head on the passenger side window. "Exit to Cuba." She said and JJs eyes went wide, shaking his head. "Cuba? No, man, Xcalak, Jewel of the Yucatan. Lobsters so thick, mangoes, and no word for money."

Quinn rolled her eyes slightly, a small smile on her face. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's do this shit!" Quinn yelled just as John B pulled up to the airport.

"What's the plan? Broad strokes." JJ asked as they got out of the van. "I don't think we got that far." Kie mumbled as they walked towards the gate. John B sighed, putting the binoculars to his face to watch the runway. He groaned angrily, turning to the group. "They're loading up the gold."

Quinn squinted as she noticed the familiar car of Ward Cameron, she squinted as the man got out. "There's Ward."

John B's eyes went wide, using the binoculars again. He let out a sudden gasp, making everyone turn to him. "What?" Pope asked and John B let out a small exhale. "It's Sarah."

Quinn's eyes went wide, turning to the runway as Kie looked at John B in shock. "She's with him?"

John Bs eyes went wide as he looked through the binoculars. He shock his head and looked to the group. "Wait a minute. He's hurting her."

"What?" Quinn asked worriedly as Kie took the binoculars to look through. "They're fighting." John B said as Kie shook her head at the sight. "Holy shit."

Quinn took the binoculars from Kie, looking into them and watched as one of Ward's workers pushed her into the plane. "Wait, so she..." Her words slowed as she heard the van start. She, Pope, Kie and JJ slowly turned around and saw John B in the drivers seat, making Quinn's eyes go wide. "John B. Where are you going?"

John B slammed on the gas, the van driving right through the gate and onto the runway. "Hey! Hey!" JJ yelled as Pope ran to the gates. "Don't be a hero, dude! John B!"

They watched as John B ran the van beside the plane until he got in front of it. Quinn let out a small yelp at the sight as Pope and JJ each covered one of her eyes. She heard the three let out breaths of relief, making her removed Pope and JJs hands from her face but continued to hold Pope's.

The group couldn't tell what was happening considering John B took the binoculars but when a loud echoed from the runway.

The sound of sirens made Quinn freeze. She straightened up as she looked at the group with a worried expression. Pope shared the same expression, shaking his head. "Guys, I can't get arrested."

Quinn nodded in agreement, pointing at her and JJ. "Yeah, we're on probation." Kie sighed, looking between the three. "Look, we're no good if we're all in jail." Quinn nodded as Kie grabbed her and JJs hands, making Quinn grab Pope's. "Come on." Kie yelled.

...

After running for a while, the group found a gazebo with tons of furniture under it. Quinn sat on the couch criss cross, a blunt hanging in her mouth as she tried to light it when she heard a loud plane fly over them. Quinn sighed, watching the plane get higher and higher into the sky. "There goes the gold."

Pope groaned, shooting off the couch, his hands going to his hair. "Shit!" He yelled. Quinn's eyes went wide, turning to Pope as she got off the couch, taking the blunt out of her mouth and keeping it between her pointer and middle finger. Pope grabbed onto one of the chairs by the couch, throwing it across the gazebo. "Fuck!"

"Pope!" Quinn yelled in shock as Pope grabbed a blender off the table, throwing it. "God damn it!"

"Shit! Fuck!" Pope yelled, throwing a picture frame on the ground. The glass shattered around the feet of the girls, making JJ pull them back so no glass got on them: "Pope!" JJ yelled as Pope kicked the leg of the couch before falling onto it.

Quinn looked at him sadly as JJ sighed. "Yeah, dude. I was wondering when this was gonna happen." JJ mumbled out. He looked to Quinn and plucked the blunt out of her hand. "Hey!" Quinn yelled but JJ waved her off, handing Pope the blunt. "Here you go, chief. A little weed never hurt no one."

"JJ..." Kie warned, making the blond boy scoff. "Relax, Kie." Quinn sighed, crossing her arms childishly. "You know he doesn't smoke. Plus, that was my blunt!"

Pope took the blunt out of JJs hand, making JJ make and 'o' shape with his mouth. "Well, maybe not until today." JJ mumbled, lighting his blunt.

"I lost my scholarship." Pope grumbled. Quinn's arms fell, looking at Pope sadly. "What?" She asked, walking towards Pope and kneeling in front of him, putting her hands on his knees. Pope sighed, putting one hand on Quinn's as the other took the blunt out of his mouth to breathe out the smoke. He sighed before looking down at her. "Walked out in the middle of the interview. Every... It's gone. It's not gonna happen."

"You did that for us?" Kie asked and Pope shook his head. "No, not for us. For nothing." JJ sighed, rubbing his shoulder. "I'm here for you, Pope. Welcome to my world, okay?"

"JJ..." Quinn warned and JJ turned to her with a 'what' expression. "What, Quinn? He's right. It doesn't matter anymore." Quinn sighed, turning back to Pope to find his eyes wide as he looked passed the three. Quinn's brows furrowed, turning around to see what he was looking at.

Her eyes widened as she shot off the ground at the sight of a bloody John B. "Oh, my God! John B!" Kie instantly turned around to look at him and ran towards him. "Is this yours?"

"John B. Whose blood is that?" JJ asked but John B didn't answer, staying frozen instead. "Hey, you okay, man?" Pope asked when sirens rang in the distance. John B's eyes went wide, grabbing Quinn and JJs hands since they were closest. "Shit." He mumbled pulling them as Quinn and JJ grabbed Kie and Pope, running behind one of the tables as four police cars drove passed them.

Quinn's eyes went huge at the sight, slowly turning to John B. "What happened?"

—THE KISSES ON THE CHEEK
PINNNNN WE LIVE FOR IT

and john b and quinn's friendship-

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