Adore You ☼ JJ Maybank

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[ TICKLE THE WIRE ]

the four pogues moved through the wreck to go out back, jj's hand in maya's, which the two were happy to call their new normal.

"just for the record, i never doubted them," jj says.

kie laughs, "i owe you five bucks."

"hey, kiara! i need those setups done by five!" anna carrera calls out to her daughter from the back patio of the wreck.

"you know, there are other people that work here!" kie calls back.

"but ain't none of 'em my children!"

"i feel that. on a deep, emotional level, i understand that." pope says as they neared the end of the dock.

"so we going to the bahamas or what?" jj asks as he tosses his backpack down on the bench, pope and kie climbing on top as maya sat in the seat.

"dude, there's no way were getting to the bahamas." pope says.

"john b.'s gonna get nabbed sooner or later," maya points out.

"exactly, if we're gonna clear his name, we need to have done it, like, yesterday." kie adds.

"i'll tell you how we do it—" jj starts.

pope cuts him off by saying, "oh, so you have it all planned out?"

"as a matter of fact, i do." jj retorts. "we kidnap rafe."

"i'm sorry, what?" pope says. maya's eyebrows raised, watching the blonde boy sit on top of the bench, about a foot from her.

"we kidnap rafe, tie him up and stick the gun in his mouth and just waits till he starts squawking," jj explains.

"you know tortures a war crime?" kie squints, putting her hands on her knees in defeat.

"yeah, that's not..." maya trailed off, mouth going into a straight line.

"yeah, so how exactly do you plan on clearing john b's name from a prison cell?" pope says, "because that's a felony."

"alright, well, what do you got pope?" jj moved down onto the bench beside maya, "i was just trying to keep it simple, you know? one stop and we're done." his arm went around her back on the top of the bench.

"guys, all we need is a material witness." pope says. "we saw ward's plane right over our heads... with the gold inside of it."

"he wasn't flying it." maya caught onto what pope was suggesting, "he was with peterkin... so whoever was flying it had to have been on that tarmac."

"exactly." pope says, "they would've saw peterkin get murdered. we just have to find whoever that was and get them to confess on record."

"how do we do that?" kie asks.

"a little light espionage" pope says.

"a little ghost recon." jj adds

"woogity, woogity?" pope suggests, holding his fingers out and wiggling them