In Between // OBX (K.C)

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Their container was finally placed on the ship, a way too shakey ride later and a slight scare of being caught, the five teens sat around not sure of what to do next.

"Nice work, John B. You know these things lock from the outside, right?" JJ broke the silence.

"Okay, I was just trying to get us on the boat, JJ," John B said annoyed by the comment.

"We're stuck in here like rats," JJ complained.

"It's hot," Kiara slipped off her jacket, sitting on boxes above Brenna.

"In this death cage!" JJ kept going.

"And you're complaining isn't helping!" Brenna groaned pulling her hoodie and the same orange long sleeve she had on for days off over her head, leaning her in a white tank top.

"You don't have a lot of room to talk right now," JJ groaned.

"For your information I almost had the cross then Pope had to swinging on Rafe!" Brenna snapped back, halting at him while she stood not far from JJ.

"Ya know Pope, you said you had a plan, but what happened to thinking ahead?" JJ turned to Pope, ignoring Brenna.

"I find your lack of self-knowledge disturbing," Pope shot back at JJ.

"Last I checked, you literally shot an oil container with the gun," JJ chuckled sarcastically, the two boys basically in each others faces.

Brenna let out a deep sigh, resting her head against the boxes next to her.

"Oh my God! Shut up. Shut up!" Kiara put her foot between the two boys, giving them both annoyed glares while she sat above them, "Pull it together"

"Okay," JJ adjusted his hat.

"Let's try to find a way out of here," Pope suggested.

The five of them looked around the crammed crate, the air getting heavier and hotter with every movement.

"I can't do this anymore," Brenna huffed leaning against the boxes, holding her hair up with her hand, her forehead was beading with sweat, the hair on her neck damp.

"Hey, Pope," JJ started.

"What?" Pope's voice had a little bite in it as he looked up at the blonde from the floor.

"How do you kill a snake?"

"Go for the head," Pope sighed.

Kiara and Brenna shared a confused look, not sure what he was getting at yet.

"Exactly, but in this instance the head is the bridge," JJ nodded, "To take the bridge, we need maximum firepower"

Brenna crossed her arms over her chest listening to the blonde.

"And I happen to know that theres an armory on this ship in case of a pirate attack"

"Pirate attacks," Kiara repeated his words in disbelieve.

"If we take that," JJ started to walk around, "I'm not just talking pistols, I'm talking knives too"