𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

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TW: mentions of abuse

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"All right, JJ. Pin it here!" John B called.

"Roger that! X marks the spot," JJ replied.

The Pogues had asked to borrow Heywards delivery boat to test out the drone. Wyatt could be very convincing, though, Heyward didn't know what the teens were using it for.

"Just bring it back with all its parts in-tact," Heyward had told her after she finally got him to agree.

"Heyward, I fix boats for a living. Come on," Wyatt had chuckled.

That was two hours ago, which is a little over how long it took to reach the coordinates they'd found in the hotel room.

It was a windy day, but the crew didn't want to wait any longer. Wyatt just hoped it didn't start raining.

"All right, ladies and gentlemen," she heard John B start outside. "To going full Kook."

He set the drone into the water as the boat rocked. Each teen had a job. JJ and Wyatt were steering the boat, Pope was monitoring the camera, JB was keeping the line clear, and Kie was marking the drone's distance.

"All right, JJ, we're right over it. Ten seconds northwest."

"Got it!" JJ called back to John B. "Ten seconds northwest."

"One hundred feet," Kie announced over the wind.

Pope gasped at something, causing both John B and Wyatt to hurry over.

"What? What, what, what?" John B asked the boy, only to find nothing on the screen.

Wyatt peered over both boys' shoulders on her tippy-toes, looking disappointed at seeing nothing but water and fish.

"Sorry, I thought–" Pope started, before he was cut off by JJ.

"Don't do that to me, man. Come on, bro!"

"My bad. I just thought I saw..."

Wyatt wasn't listening, instead, returning to her position beside JJ at the wheel.

"What'd you see?"

"Oh, nothing," she sighed. "A coke can, a bunch of anchovies, a dead body–"

"Wait, a body?"

Wyatt chuckled. "Jay, we're a hundred feet down. It's just water."

JJ huffed. "You're a dick, you know that?"

"I do," she smirked.

"Just keep me updated."

"Yes, captain," Wyatt saluted him, to which JJ shook his head.

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