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John B parked the van out front of the wall, the teens all rushing out of the van, going to look over the wall.

"He's got the truck," Pope observed.

"Stay low, stay low, stay low," John B whispered as they all came to a stop, eyes peaking over the concrete wall.

They watched Rafe park the truck and get out.

"How much do you wanna bet Rafe has the cross inside that truck right now?" Pope asked.

"I'd bet 400 million in gold," Brenna looked over at him, a smirk on her face, standing beside him.

"Didn't need an answer," Pope shook his head.

"Sorry," Brenna whispered, smirk fading away, going back to watching Rafe slip inside the house.

"There's only one way to find out," Sarah started to walk away from the group.

"Hey, hey, wait," John B followed her.

The other three watched the two have a heart to heart for a second.

"Are you serious?" Brenna rolled her eyes.

"Hey! Do you want me to perform your vows while you're at it?" Pope teased.

"Did you say 'be safe'?" JJ questioned at John B limped back to them.

"Was that really the right time for that?" Breann asked, hand on her hip, leaning against the wall.

"You're one to talk," John B sassed at her.

Brenna rolled her eyes turning back to watch Sarah, who was lurking around the car.

"I don't know what to do," Sarah whisper yelled at them, "I need the keys! I'm going inside"

"No, Sarah!" Brenna dropped her head.

"You said don't go in the house, right?" JJ looked at John B.

Brenna decided to take matters into her own hands, starting to walk around the fence, no one noticing, the three boys all too busy arguing with each other.

"Now what the hell are you doing?" JJ whisper shouted when he saw the brunette walking across the yard.

"What happen to not splitting up?" Pope whispered yelled.

"Shh," she held her fingers to her lips heading towards the truck.

She started to walk around it, stoping at the back door. It was locked shut, "Shit"

A horn going off made her jump, looking back towards the boys, half way over the fence, she rolled her eyes, "Only them"

Brenna moved back around the truck, climbing up to the open passenger side window, she dug through the glove box trying to find something to either break the lock with or help pick it open, finally she found a screwdriver and rushed back out to the back of the truck.

"Ren?" Sarah was confused.

"I'm trying to help," she shrugged, holding the screwdriver.

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