071. time turner thingy

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"Just every time, like, every single time we see them, something goes wrong." Kie says as they all pile out of the Twinkie once they're home. "Like, we can't do anything without them getting triggered."

"Kie, Kie, they're kooks, okay?" JJ tells her before turning to Brooklyn. "Does your hand hurt?"

"My hand's fine." Brooklyn says, rolling her eyes at his concern. JJ grabs her hand, inspecting her bloody knuckles.

"Doesn't look fine." JJ muses.

"JJ." Brooklyn gives him a look.

"Kie, Kie, I know. I know." Finn mumbles as she rants. "There's not much we can do."

"So what? We just accept it?" Kie asks.

"No, but it's not like we can go and kill them or anything. We just... there's nothing we can do right now. They're psychos." Finn says and Kie huffs.

"Are you sure you don't wanna try following someone?" Sarah asks John B.

"Hey." Kie calls to Pope as he walks out of the house.

"Yo." JJ says as they get closer.

"Hi." Sarah greets.

"How'd it go?" JJ asks.

Brooklyn glances down at Pope's hands, freezing when she notices the blood staining his skin. She gulps, her body tensing up.

"Pope." JJ calls.

"What is that?" Kie asks, walking over to him. "Is that blood?"

"Pope, whose blood is that?" Erin asks.

Brooklyn stares at her friend, an uncomfortable feeling churning in her stomach. Her thoughts flash back to a few years ago when she had her mother's blood all over her hands.

"Pope." JJ steps up, grabbing his wrists to examine his bloody hands. "Pope, what happened?" He asks. "Pope, what happened?" He shakes his friend's shoulders.

"Where's Cleo?" Sarah asks.

"She's... she's inside." Pope says, looking down.

They share panicked looks, the group running inside.

"Cleo!" Kie calls out.

"Cleo!" Zack yells.

They get inside, finding Cleo sitting on the couch, a blank look on her face. They let out collective sighs of relief when they find her okay, but all internally panic when they find Terrance's dead body lying on the floor.

While they start to figure out something to do, John B takes Pope out to the porch to get the story.

"Hey." JJ rests his hand on Brooklyn's shoulder making her flinch. He pulls his hand back, even though he knows she only reacted that way due to being zoned out. "You all right?"

"Mm-hmm." She quietly hums, nodding her head.

JJ frowns at the distant look in her eyes, watching her play with the ring her mother gave her when she was younger. JJ rests his hand on her upper back, gently massaging the back of her neck and standing close to her.

Erin sits by Cleo, lightly stroking her friend's arm, not sure how else to comfort the girl sitting in shock.

They hear a car and they move to look out the window to find Shoupe pulling up.

"Are you fucking joking?" Zack scoffs.

"Oh, shit." JJ rushes off, going to warn John B and Pope.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God." Sarah says as they all start to panic.

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