Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Accident.

(A/N: so sorry about the late start!!! And THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 4K READS!!!! This is so cool :3
I'll stop waffling and get on with it now 😂)

A small fire flickered in the night sky. The Pogues adrenaline had run down and they sat contently and calmly together. Y/N took a seat next to Kie, and JJ was with John B opposite Pope. Cicadas chirped in the grass around them and the waves slowly pushed against the ground nearby. JJ stood up and threw a twig on the fire. Y/N copied him and lit the end of a stick on fire. She drew shapes in the air and waved it around until Kie, who was leaning back so far she was almost on the floor, pushed Y/N's hand down. She took the flaming stick and threw it into the flames.
"I'd rather not get third degree burns today." Kie chuckled.
"I wasn't going to burn you." Y/N smiled back at her.
"Hey guys." Pope looked at them all. "So, like, my dads already gonna kill me. So what's this mandatory meeting about?"
John B smiled at JJ and bit his lip. He shot finger guns in his direction.
"Might as well tell him man." JJ said after a moment. His hair was sticking out of his hat that he'd changed back into.
Y/N thought he looked good... "Before we're all gaffed anyway." She sighed.
"You ready for this?" John B's excited face lit up in the fire's glow.
He looked at Kie. She nodded enthusiastically and said "yeah."
"So. The gold never went down with the royal merchant." John B began.
"Oh my god. Here we go again with this." Pope sighed and rolled his eyes.
"No. All right wait. Hear him out. Ok?" JJ stuttered.
A moment passed, "It's been here the whole time." John B smiled. He looked at them all one by one. "It's on the island."
"Are you serious?" Asked Kie, her interest peaked. "Oh my god.." she started to smile with disbelief.
"I'd like to voice my skepticism." Pope called from his log.
"I'm sure you would Pope." Y/N began to Poke the fire again. JJ joined her and they poked their flaming twigs at each other.
"Y/N! JJ!" Hissed Kie. They stopped.
"Anyway.." John B smiled. "May I present you with my evidence sir?" He strolled over to Pope.
"Proceed." He replied, still not believing him.
"All right. So in my backpack..." he pulled out some old paper. "Is a letter from Denmark Tanny."
"Who the hell is that?!" Kie squinted.
Pope glowered, "And where did you get it from..."
"Sarah macking." Nodded Y/N.
"Shut up Y/N. Denmark Tanny, Kie, was a slave that survived the royal marching wreck. Check this out."
"What?" Said Kie curiously as John B opened up the letter.
"Here." He handed it to her. "Okay, slaves weren't mentioned as crew members on the ship... but my dad. He found the complete manifest. That was his big discovery."
Kie marveled before the paper in her hands.
"So Tanny used the gold to buy his freedom." He said.
Kie whistled, impressed, and passed the Letter to Pope.
"After that." John B continued. "He bought his farm. Drumroll please because that farm is..."
They all slapped their knees loudly.
"Tannyhill Plantation." He announced casually.
"Tannyhill?" Kie's eyes grew wide.
"What did he do with the rest of it?" Y/N asked John B.
"After that he used his money to free even more slaves. And then sold a shit-ton of rice, which pisses off all the white planters, and they decide to lynch him." He started pacing slightly and waving his hands around in emphasis.
No one spoke as they started at John B to continue.
"So. On the day they were coming to get him. He writes a letter to his son as farewell. And in the last line of that letter, is a coded message of where to find the gold." He grinned around at his friends.
Kie bit her lip and she and Y/N looked at each other, then at John B. "Where?" She asked.
"Harvest the wheat. In parcel nine. Near the water. Except.." he pointed at Y/N and Kie. "There is no wheat. You see wheat is code for gold." He went to stand behind Pope. They looked at the letter and John B continued, "check this out." He pointed at the code. "The gold is in parcel nine. Near the water..." and showed Pope pictures of the gold bars with wheat on them as they shook the torch through the paper from the back of it.
"Holy shit." Was all Pope said.
"All we need is an original survey map of the property..." Y/N concocted.
"And we've found the gold." John B finished.
"Okay so this might have a small chance of actually being true." Pope admitted.