Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Problem Solving.

(A/N: HUHHGIU)

Y/N and JJ were waiting in the ambulance, talking gently in the darkness. They'd changed into Ricky's spare paramedic outfits stored in the back. Y/N was prodding at the A on her stomach with a bullet wound. "It kinda hurts still sometimes."
"Smoke the pain away baby." JJ sighed, leaning back in the drivers seat.
Y/N chuckled and traced the A quietly.
JJ looked over at her, lit up softly by moonlight and streetlamps. "You... okay?"
Y/N made a face, "I uh- no. Not really. I hate these marks. I really hate it you know. What it reminds me of."
JJ looked sad and then had an idea. He sat up and rummaged around the glove box.
Y/N tilted her head, "What are you-"
JJ pulled out a pen and reached over to her, laying his hands on her waist, "Hold still- this might hurt." He clicked the pen and made a "BZZZZT" sound, mimicking a tattoo pen, making Y/N smile. She felt him trace a J and a Y on her waist, looking up and pretending to wince in pain. "You never believe them when they say it'll hurt this bad!" She mock cried.
"All done miss." JJ brushed his hand over the ink like the tattoo artists do, smudging the ink ever so slightly. Y/N looked down and saw that he had turned the A into JAY, and felt herself chuckle. "Well I guess we're super official now."
"Basically married." JJ laughed, flicking the pen back into the glove box.
Y/N picked up JJ's phone from his pocket- She left her phone behind a long time ago, filled with angry messages from her parents that went unanswered. The time was 10:20.
"Waiting on your call JB..." JJ mumbled, staring at the time. He tapped the wheel anxiously, "Come on buddy.."
"He'll be able to do this- don't worry." Y/N patted his arm. 
Some headlights passed around the engine, the pair of them assumed it was just another car- but it suddenly let out a short burst of siren and pulled up beside them.
Y/N sat up, "Oh shit."
JJ stared at the car in the wing mirror. It had the ghost of the siren on the top, unlit. They both looked forwards and tried to be inconspicuous. 
The car beside them turned off and the indistinct chattering from the radio taking over the air. JJ drummed on the wheel and hid his face slightly. 
"I hate when it's slow like this, you know?" The officer asked them.
JJ narrowed his eyes, "Tell me about it man."
The officer knew that wasn't Ricky's voice, and he lent nearer to the window- seeing two heads, Blonde and H/C. "Hey. You're not Ricky. He bang out?"
JJ poked his head out of the window blew air out of his mouth, "Something like that."
A women on the radio said, 'One Three Eddie, we've got an unknown at KC detention."
The officer looked at the, expectantly.
Y/N panicked and reached for the radio, "Uh, Yeah. Ten-four. We'll be right over. Thank you so much. Over." She shrugged at JJ.
"Duty calls officer." She smiled at him.
"We'll see you later," he waved slightly, "Uh, you have a good night though."
"Hold up." The officer stopped him as the engine started. "I got nothing to do- I'll pace you."
"What?" Y/N whispered to JJ, JJ shrugged slightly as the officers sirens turned on. JJ's face just said 'shit.'
The cop drove off slowly, "Hey, I think he meant follow him." Y/N advised, "He can show us the way." So they slowly drove after him.

"Wheezie?" Sarah said into the darkness at the boat keep. She wandered around all the tied up boats and fishing equipment. "Come on Wheeze..." She then heard a sound coming from a nearby boat, "Is that you? Wheeze!?" She smiled as she swung around the mast using the ropes to Tarzan along the boat.
 Only to see Rafe.
"Nah. Not Wheezie." He breathed.
She was startled and took a step back. "Where the hell is Wheezie." 
"Don't worry about it." Rafe replied in his monotone voice.
"Listen-" He stepped towards her, and Sarah stumbled over the boat's edge and onto the wooden ground. "Woah.." He put his hands out in an unsettlingly soothing way. Rafe hopped off of the boat. "It's all good I just... I have some stuff to ask and-"
"Stay back Rafe."
"Hey hey..." He stopped walking, "Just tell me- Is Y/N like... mad? At me?"
"I- I don't know Rafe she's run off with JJ again, probably." Sarah narrowed her eyes.
Rafe took a deep breath and nodded, "...Fuck!" He slammed his fist down on the boat's cab.
Sarah jumped and squealed.
"I.... I need to talk to you a little bit." Rafe said, dead calm. "Is that okay?" He took another step closer.
"Don't come near me." Sarah put her hand out.
"'Cause... what you do, Sarah, affects me. Okay?" He tapped the sides of his head. "Like, when you ran off with Y/N and then tried to rob us and... and then getting Y/N shot and-"
"Why. Do you keep mentioning my friend?" Sarah glared at him.
"Is that.. a crime?" He narrowed his eyes back at her. "But you don't think of how you affect me Sarah."
"You shot us Rafe!" Sarah raised her eyebrows.
"by... mistake! Okay!" He raised his voice, and slowly brought it back down. "It.. It's always my fault?" He raised his arms in annoyance. "Like uh... I wanna have what should be mine. I wanna keep what's mine. That I earned. But I'm the bad guy?"
"None of what you're talking about is yours." Sarah furrowed her brow and clenched her fists.
"Like I'm wrong to get what's mine!" He shouted. 
Sarah put her hands over her mouth in fear.
Rafe stepped backwards, and raised his hands again to show her he was calm. He then stepped towards her again, "Listen to me.. Okay? The cops, are going to talk to you, and... And I need to make sure the story's straight--"
"You killed Peterkin." Sarah said bluntly.
Rafe clenched his jaw and eyed her warily with piercing eyes.
"My story's straight."
Rafe shook his head and his eyes rolled into his head, showing just the whites in his eyes.
Sarah tried to reason with him, "Listen, this would go so much better for you if you--"
Rafe suddenly reached in close to her face, "Who are you trying to protect here, huh?"
Sarah became scared, "I'm trying to do the right thing.." she whimpered.
Rafe towered above her, "Trying to do the right thing, huh?" He raised his eyebrows at the 'huh'
(A/N: Hate me but- he is so hot in this scene)
Sarah started to cry, "I can't-"
"You doing the right thing-" He pressed his fingers into her temples.
"No, you're not listening to me!" Sarah cried out.
"No you listen to me... You, doing the 'right thing' got Y/N shot. Because you were making her follow John B."
"Why do you keep bringing her up Rafe she isn't yours!"
"She should be!" He poked her in the chest, "I deserve her, Okay?! I work hard Sarah.. Hard! And you and John B keep messing it all up!"
"John B might get the death penalty because of you!" Sarah shouted, getting in his face.
"That!" He shouted back, towering over her, trying to push this new confidence down like Ward does to him, "That right there. That's- That's exactly what I'm talking about..... You know..." He sat down on the pier wall slowly. He looked into a spacey void and thought. "You... have always been against me. Always been the favourite. Always stopped me getting..." He clenched his fist, "What I deserve." He stared into nothingness, his vision blurring.
"No I haven't." Sarah shook her head.
"Don't shake your head at me. And you still are." He got that far away look in his eyes again. His stammering stopped and was replaced with slurring. His eyes narrowed and his voice became monotone again- his face emotionless. "No, no, no, no, no. You're not just against me. You're against us. Our family's happiness."
Sarah gulped.
Rafe rose slowly, "You know dad always takes your side right? 'cause you can cry in front of him, like you cry in front of me. But these John B mind games don't work on me Sarah." He laughed, "You know why?? I'm smarter than you." He tapped his temples. "But listen to me Sarah. I like this girl. And unlike you I love my family. I am a protective type of person. And I want to take what I deserve and keep it. You know what else I am? Proactive." He clenched his teeth. "We have a problem. And I'm going to solve it tonight. Do you understand DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?"
Sarah bolted.

"Woah woah Sarah! Where are you doing!?" He raced after her. Past the boats and hanging nets. "Where you going Sarah!?"

(A/N: Imma go pass out now, ily!
Until next time Xx)