In Between // OBX (K.C)

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Finally they were floating feet away from land. Kiara and Sarah helping a still weak Brenna from the boat as they walked towards the sand, water to their knees soaking their only pair of pants, while Cleo followed behind them, the boys navigating the boat up to the sand.

The girls took a seat on some rocks that were scattered along the shore line while they waited for the boys.

"How you feeling?" Kiara asked, her back against a rock, butt in the sand. Brenna's head in her lap, Kiara brushed the girls now dry hair off her forehead, a soft smile on her face.

"Still a little dizzy," she slowly closed her eyes, "I'll be good"

They had used Kiara's t-shirt as a make shift tourniquet to help stop the bleeding but the girl had still been hit in the head and lost a lot of blood.

"Good job boys!" Sarah gave them a single clap as she slumped down next to Kiara, before looking at Brenna with a soft smile, "Hey trouble maker"

Cleo took a seat in the sand across from the other three girls in the sunlight, unlike the other three.

"Hi," Brenna smiled at the blonde, her eyes slowly opening again.

"I'm sorry," Brenna slowly sat up, Kiara helping her the whole way up as she went to lean against the rock beside her girlfriend. She could only imagine how Sarah felt right now, the person who was supposed to protect her turned out to be the bad guy. 

"Don't be," Sarah sighed running her fingers through her hair as the boys finally approached, she didn't want to think about it anymore.

"How you feelin?' John B asked looking at Brenna.

"I'll be fine," she shrugged, "I'm gonna have a cool scar," she looked down at her shoulder which was finally starting to scab.

"We have to find something for that like now," Pope warned, Brenna looked up at him squinting in the sun.

"Let me just run to the CVS," she sassed.

"Yeah, she'll be fine," John B chuckled at her sarcastic comment.

"Okay, anybody know where we're at?" JJ asked as he walked over to a tree, leaning against it.

"Deserted beach, unknown island," Pope observed, looking around, there was the sand, some trees behind them and lots of water.

"All right, I'll take that as a no," JJ nodded with a tight frown.

"Plan A, huh Pope? That went well," JJ sighed digging his knife into the tree.

"This is the lowest we can go," Pope determined looking around at the group, "We literally have nothing else to lose. The cross, gone"

"The gold, gone," Sarah added sounded defeated looking down at the sand.

"Seriously, if we had a nickel for every time we got beat up," JJ started.

"We wouldn't have to hunt for the gold anymore," Brenna cut him off, looking up at him.

"Actually I think it would be more like a dollar fifty"