Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Close Calls.

(A/N: GET READY FOR MANY SCENE SWITCHES)

John B finished with the exposed skin of his arms, moving the block of soap up to his face. He dragged it down his cheeks, leaving lumps of soap on his face. 
"A lot to lose actually..." He mumbled to himself. He slowly brought the soap down from his face and stared at it, exhaling gently. How did it all go this wrong?

A rope appeared behind John B and reached around his neck, snatching him up from his feet. The inmate tightened it. Pushing a knot down to the base of his neck. 
John B gasped-

"Be advised a 10-63 in progress do you copy?" Said a woman on the radio as the driver sped down the roads.
Y/N grabbed the top of the ambulance roof and held on, while JJ held onto her for balance. 
"Copy." The officer driving replied, eyeing the pair of them in the wing mirror.
"Continue on to the hospital we have back-up on the way." The woman spoke again.
Y/N whispered to JJ, "Why.. why back-up why do they need back-up!?"
"I read ten four." The officer driving answered.
JJ cleared his throat, "Officer everything good up there?"
He reached over and slid the plastic hold closed that was used for communication between the two parts of the ambulance.
 "Officer." JJ said again.
"We're compromised. Operation Liberation is blown." Y/N mumbled, gripping the roof tightly.

Sarah panted as she bolted away from Rafe. She grunted as she heaved herself up and over boats to make herself shortcuts. 
But Rafe was faster- he leapt up behind her and latched her arms down beside her.
"No! Rafe!" Sarah cried out. "Stop!"
Rafe didn't say anything, he just dragged her roughly towards a tank of water, smashing her back into the edge and bruising her spine.
"Gah!" She whimpered upon the impact.
He held her arms together tightly and pushed her backwards into the tankard as she gasped and struggled against him. "Rafe! Rafe! Stop! It's... It's... It's Sarah.."
Rafe lessened the pressure on her.
She was hyperventilating as she desperately reached for every breath. She clutched his shirt and felt herself start to weep. "It's your sister... Please. Please don't."
Rafe jolted her suddenly, "What about me? Huh? You'd have me fry." A tear dripped down his face and fell onto Sarah's hands. 
She shook her head quickly and barely got out a "NO-" Before he lifted her up and dunked her back-first into the water. Holding her down as she struggled-

John B grasped at the make-shift rope around his neck. He was dragged to the mirror in a struggling fight for life. He stared into the distorted mirror and saw a man he no longer recognized. But It was himself.
He pushed off of the wall and, thanks to the size of the room, managed to hit the inmate against the wall behind him. The inmate reacted quickly and held the rope tight, wrapping an arm around John B's neck and using the other to punch him in the gut. John B's fight for freedom meant that he being thrown around the cell in the fight with the inmate.

JJ started yanking on the backdoors handle, it was locked. The side door wasn't an option- as they were moving at such high speeds. "Yep. We're compromised."
Y/N brushed her hands through her hair, "Fuck fuck fuck okay... uh-" She tried to think.
Two cop cars skidded around the corner behind the ambulance, sirens wailing.
"God damn." JJ mumbled. 

Sarah gasped as Rafe yanked her from the water-
"You brought this on yourself!" He shouted in her face.
"Rafe-!" She spluttered, and he plunged her in again.
"This is on you! Your decisions!"   

Y/N reached for JJ's pocket. 
JJ grabbed her hand, "I love your head babe but not the time."
"Your phone!" She exclaimed.
"Oh uh..." He fumbled in his pockets and pulled it out, "Why-"
She snatched it, going to text Kie. 'SOS 4TH AND SENETE.' 
It dinged as it sent, would she get it?