The night sky was still up, the sounds of dogs barking rapidly, adding to the sound of police sirens filled the three teenagers eardrums as they ran down a dirt road. Topper had distracted the cops and all the civilians chasing after John B long enough for all of them to run out of the burning church from the back.

John B held Y/n's hand in his as Sarah led them towards a rather nice house, a sign with a picture of Rose Cameron just in front of the lawn. The three teenagers jog to the porch where Sarah crouches down, unlocking the door by a code. Just then, deep voices could be heard from behind them.

Frantically, they look over their shoulders, seeing two officers just turning into their direction. Sarah quickly opens the door, ushering the couple in before closing it behind them, locking it. All three of them were quick to hide behind the door, Sarah turning the flashlight in her hand off just as the doorknob rattles, signaling a cop was trying to get in.

Eventually, the heavy footsteps fade away, letting them know that the cop had traveled somewhere else to search for John B. Sarah rises to her feet, leading her friends upstairs where they walk into a room, looking out the window from the blinds, watching as Rafe and Kelce trailed behind the cops.

"I can't believe that's my brother." Sarah whispers.

Her two friends look at her sympathetically just as she shakes her head, informing the two she was gonna check around. As she exited the room, John B grabs his girlfriend's hand again, leading her into a smaller room where Y/n grabs a blanket off the floor.

Both let out a breathe they didn't know they were holding as they lay themselves side by side on a small bed-like structure, Y/n placing the blankets over them. As Y/n held a flashlight, the light shined up on the ceiling, seeing a galaxy picture on the ceiling, both of them mumbling small 'wows'.

"Hey, did you know the bottom two stars in the Little Dipper point to the North Star?" John B points out, using his finger to point at what he was saying.

Y/n nods with a smile. "Yeah. Didn't I tell you that one time?"

John B sheepishly shrugs. "Maybe."

Y/n chuckles, looking back up at the ceiling. "That's the center point, you know. What everything else spins around."

Just then, the sounds of the dogs and the police officer's loud voices make the boy sit straight up, gasping in fear. Y/n immediately shushes his loud breathing, pulling him back down and holding him close to her, using the pad of her thumb to caress his cheek, pressing a delicate kiss to his forehead while doing so.

"Could you remind me of the happy ending?" John B questions.

Y/n nods. "Yeah. We're gonna meet the crew at the dock tomorrow. Then they're gonna have the getaway boat."

"Then we go to Mexico." John B concludes.

"Yeah. And you're gonna be a fishing instructor." Y/n adds.

"You're damn right." John B agrees, nodding.

"And I'm gonna, hopefully, write a book. Maybe have a library. And we're gonna have a house on a beach... and a dog and a boat. We'll remake the Pogue. And everything's gonna be okay." Y/n continues.

Continuing to caress her boyfriend's cheek, she looks up, seeing he was now peacefully sleeping. That made her heart flutter, glad he was finally sleeping after not sleeping for so long. Pressing a kiss to his temple, she rests her head right next to his, hearing the shouting continue from outside.

***

The sun was up, the birds chirping as they flew around in the air and on the beach, not seeming to notice the complications that was currently happening in the Outer Banks at the moment. The occasional sound of sirens could be heard throughout the island as they continued looking for John B Routledge.

The police had come to assumptions that after John B had killed Peterkin, he took Y/n with him and kept her captive, so the police weren't just looking for John B but they were also looking for Y/n Maybank. It seemed that Ward only had it out for John B and not the boy's girlfriend.

The brunette's eyes fluttered open on the small bed him and his girlfriend were laying on the entire night. Letting out a sigh in content, John B turns himself to grab ahold of his girlfriend's waist. As he thrusts out a hand, his eyes open even more when he sees Y/n wasn't laying there in bed with him.

Feeling panic and curiosity lacing through him, the boy stands to his feet, hoping his girlfriend was close by. Quietly opening the doors to the small room they had spent the night in, relief fills him when he sees Y/n sitting in a chair, a small piece of paper in her hands. Y/n looks up at the sound of the doors opening, standing up and walking to her boyfriend.

"Sarah's gone." Y/n informs.

John B furrows his brows. "What?"

"Sarah's gone." Y/n repeats in a little more firm tone. "She left."

Seeing her holding out the piece of paper, John B looks at the note that Sarah had left them, saying about how only the truth could save them now and telling them to stay put till she came back. Y/n curiously looks out the window, seeing a police officer standing in a boat on the water right by the house.

John B also saw this and grabbed her arm, pulling her down with him as they didn't wanna be found. Y/n looks at the note Sarah had left them, hoping her friend was alright and wasn't gonna get into the any trouble. Eventually, the Maybank girl finds herself exiting the room they hid in, looking out the window and seeing a police car driving past the house as the sirens had gotten closer before going distant again.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, John B rushes to the girl and pushes her behind him as gently as he could, hearing footsteps slowly come in their direction. Y/n peaks over the brunette's shoulder and down the railing, both her and John B shaking in fear more John B than Y/n. Soon enough, Sarah comes into view, slowly walking up the stairs.

"Sarah." Y/n breathes out in a shaky whisper. "Where have you been?"

The blonde, however, doesn't answer as her mouth was agape, tears falling down her cheeks. The two girls share a shaky hug while John B stood there, hoping no one followed the Cameron girl. Y/n gently pats her best friend's back as they hugged one another, hearing Sarah's soft and quiet sobs.

"It's getting really bad out there." Sarah informs in a whisper.

Hearing sirens right outside the house and the sound of a car door slamming shut, the girls pull away from their hug as all three of them look out the window, John B subconsciously grabbing his girlfriend's hand as they saw two police officers outside the house with their parked car, making all of them duck down.

"We gotta go." John B tells the girls, whispering.

With his hand wrapped around Y/n's, John B leads the two girls down the stairs, Sarah trailing behind the couple as they quickly made their way out of the back door just as a knock on the door is heard. Running down the deck, the three somehow find three surfboards at the end and quickly get into the water below.

Y/n takes a glance at the house, seeing two figures inside, both being the officers they had seen. As quick as she could, she got onto the surfboard, laying on her stomach just like John B and Sarah. And with that, the three move their arms around to get away from the house.

For a little while, the three continued paddling with their arms in the water, no shore being seen anywhere at the moment. Quiet pants escaped them occasionally as their arms began to get tired from all the paddling they have been doing for some time now. Eventually, they come to a stop for a small break.

"Do you guys really think they'll be able to steal the boat?" Sarah asks, recalling the escape plan for John B and, possibly, Y/n.

Y/n shrugs. "Well, JJ's involved, so... yeah."

The three teenagers suddenly tense up again when they hear sirens in the distance, reminding them of the many cops that were currently after John B at the moment. John B starts to paddle again, the girls doing the same. However, Y/n takes notice of her boyfriend going in a different direction.

"John B, where are you going? The boat ramp's this way." Y/n reminds, making him stop.

John B sighs. "Look, baby, I've gotta go home."

"What?" Y/n questions in confusion as Sarah stops a little ahead of them. "No. There'll be cops crawling all over there."

"Yeah, and that's okay. Look, I don't want you to come." John B tells her.

Y/n furrows her brows. "What do you mean?"

"The gold from Crain's house. It's at the Chateau. My dad's been looking for that for years. It's all I've got left of him, okay? I've gotta get it. And we're gonna need the money." John B informs.

"You'll get caught." Y/n reminds.

John B shrugs. "Okay, then I get caught."

"No, and then all of this is for nothing." Y/n argues.

"No, it's not. Just listen to me, please, baby." John B pleads, placing his hand on hers. "I need you to go to the boat dock in an hour."

Y/n shakes her head instantly. "No, I'm coming with you."

"No, you're not coming with me." John B protests.

"Yes, I am." Y/n insists.

"Y/n, you're not coming with me!" John B exclaims, making her stop. "It's too dangerous. Go to the boat dock. I'll see you in an hour. If we don't have money, we can't go anywhere. We're losing time."

Just as the boy goes to paddle away, Y/n grabs his paddleboard, making him stop. The brunette curiously looks over at her, wondering why she had stopped him all of a sudden. Y/n stares into his eyes, shaking her head.

"You're crazy if you think I'm gonna let you go by yourself." Y/n states, continuing to look into his eyes. "John B, we're a team. Alright? We're in this together. You, me, JJ, Pope, Kie and Sarah. No matter what, we're always gonna be here for each other. And there's no way I'm letting you go by yourself. I don't care if you like it or not, but I'm coming with you. If you get caught, I get caught. Okay?"

The Routledge boy felt tears prick his eyes at her words as he hesitantly nods. After about a minute of Y/n explaining what was going to happen to Sarah and that this might be the last time they see each other, the girls share a hug before the couple paddle off while Sarah goes the other way.