When we got back to the van, they were all three sitting on top of it.

"Where the hell were you guys?" Pope yelled at us as we got out. "Paternal... complications." I said. "Luke was at the Chât." JJ told them, more transparent.

"Oh, great. While you were having family time with your pops, John B got bit by a gator." Pope told us. Oh shit. "Like, for real?" JJ asked. "Does it look like we're joking?" Sarah asked.

I realized there was a lot of blood on the top of the van and on JB.

"Okay, what the hell happened?" Kie asked. "What happened?" John B repeated. "I got bit by a gator!" He exclaimed while Pope said, "He got bit by a gator!", at the same time.

"I don't know why I'm being yelled at when I put my ass on the line!" Kie yelled at them. They all started yelling at each other, including me. JJ was the only one not.

"Shut up!" He suddenly yelled at us, making us all stop. "Seriously, guys. I can't take it anymore, all right? Everyone just cut it out for a second." He told us. He laughed slightly but it was clearly not a true laugh and more of a stressed one.

"Look, I just helped my dad leave this island for good. Like he's not ever coming back. He's straight up like the Spanish. Just, 'Bon voyage'." JJ said. We all looked at each other with a confused look. "That's french." I whispered.

"All we got... and I know for a fact all I got is you guys, okay? You're it." JJ continued. "And I've come too close to losing you, all of you."

"I mean, shit, like you almost drowned," J pointed at me. "Pope, you were kidnapped. Kie you've been literally disowned and threatened. Sarah you've been shot at. John B, you were almost dinner for a freaking gator, bro." He said.

"So this blaming each other is some Kook-ass bullshit, all right? We don't do that. Okay? We're Pogues." He finished. He may be stupid sometimes but he gives some of the best speeches.

"Sorry, that was a lot right now." He apologized. "I didn't mean to..." We just looked at each other. Then we started clapping.

"Well-done." Pope said. "I gotta be honest. That was the best freaking speech you have ever given." John B added while we all laughed.

"Also, you should probably think about, like, a Rosetta Stone because your Spanish and French are flip-flopped." I told him. JJ just flipped us all off. "We should bon voyage out of here." Sarah said.

"All right lets get this damn thing out of here," JJ agreed and got the wench.

One thing we've done somewhat right today, we actually got it out safe.

We drove them to the church. When we opened the door, birds flew out it was so old.

"Okay, you're telling me Denmark Tanny decided to hide the cross here?" JJ asked. "Mm-hmm." Pope hummed. "Everybody, just spread out." Kie said.

"If I was a cross and I wanted to be hidden in an old church, where would I hide?" I asked out loud as we walked around, my hands in my jacket pockets. Or JJ's jacket pockets.

"Are you sure that Denmark hid the cross here, Pope? Like are we at the right church?" JJ asked. I mean there wasn't a huge cross in plain sight so. "It's gotta be here somewhere guys," Pope told us.

"What if we have to push a secret button, or like, play a certain chord and then all of a sudden the ground beneath us reveals the catacombs or something on which we stand?" JJ asked. "What?" I asked him with a confused face.

"How about we try to find obvious clues." John B replied. "It's not an escape room," Kie added. "Sorry. Sorry." JJ whispered.

"It's gotta be in here!" Pope yelled as he felt the walls. "I can't see where they would hide a giant cross here." John B said. JJ looked under a pew like it would be there and I laughed slightly but then covered my mouth as it was a serious situation.

"No, no. There's no freaking way he would set us up on a goose chase that would lead us to a church that has nothing in it!" Pope exclaimed as he walked around the room frantically. "Yeah, I get it. I don't know what to tell you, man." John B told him.

"The clues lead us here. The cross is in this church." Pope complained. He sat down with a huff on a pew.

John B was calming him down but I was still looking around.

"Hey, Pope." I said suddenly. The beams above looked exactly like a cross. "What?" He asked. "Don't those beams look suspiciously like a cross?" I asked him.

They all looked up with me.

"Oh my god." Pope said as he stood up. Then he started climbing the wall. Ah shit. What did I set him up for.

"Pope." Sarah warned. "Hey, no!" JJ said but Pope continued. "Now Pope's climbing a wall." John B told me as they all yelled at him. I just shrugged.

"Yo! This church gots to be at least 200 years old." JJ said, even though Pope was already on the beams.

"Hey, let me just be real. You're not the most coordinated person on planet Earth so like, I don't know, be careful?" I told Pope.

He hit a beam and said it was solid so went to the other one. "Bro, just look out for that giant wasps nest just above your head." JJ told Pope.

John B and I immediately looked at each other. Fuckkkk. We're both allergic to wasps. Except mines deadly and his isn't. I'm supposed to carry around an epi-pin but we stopped paying for them when our dad died.

"Hey, just move slow, all right? Nice and easy, all right?" John B told him. "Don't anger the wasps Pope." I warned him.

"Hey, yo!" JJ yelled as a piece of wood fell down.

"It's solid." Pope said as he felt the last beam. "Get me a crowbar!" He said. "Be right back!" I replied.

I ran out to the van and opened the door, getting the crowbar out of the bag. I heard a twig snap which made me stop but couldn't see anything so ignored it.

"(Y/N)!" Pope yelled as I came back in. "Pope." I said in return. "Throw it." He told me. "Oh, for real?" Kie asked as they stepped back. "Everybody watch your heads." John B muttered.

I threw it and Pope actually caught it. "Not bad." Kie said while Sarah clapped for a second.

"Pope the wasps nest is right up there. Just move slow." John B warned him again. It really wouldn't be joyful if we got stung. "Got it," Pope replied. Our allergy was probably the last thing he was thinking about.

Pope hit the side with the crowbar, making wood fall until it opened. "Do you guys see that?" I asked as it was clearly gold.

We all gasped as the light hit it. "Holy shit." Kie said. "You did it, buddy." John B told Pope. We all started cheering like madmen.

"Oh, they're stinging now!" Pope exclaimed. In defense to the wasps, he threw the crowbar at their nests. Ah shit. Really Pope? "Take it easy!" JJ yelled as the crowbar fell to the ground.

Half of the wasps nest fell, along with a swarm of angry wasps. Then Pope started falling. "Pope!" we all yelled. The nest was the least of our worries now.

"Hold on, Pope!" Kie yelled. We started getting the pillows off the pews. "I can't hold!" Pope yelled.

We all screamed as he fell to the ground, but luckily the pillows did catch his fall.

"Pope, are you okay?" Kie immediately asked as we rushed over to him. "Anything broken?" I asked. "Do you feel good?" JJ added. "You did not tuck and roll, that's for sure." J said as Pope laid there.

Pope's eyes and hands were swollen and it was clear he had been stung by wasps but other than that he looked fine.

Then we heard a whoosh. As if this day couldn't get worse, the cross fell. The fucker literally fell. On top of us.

We all screamed once more as we ducked out of the way, Pope barely getting away as it crashed through the floor.

"Pope, are you okay?" I asked him. "Hey, you good?" JJ asked, crouching next to him. "Yeah, I'm good. Just give me a minute." Pope replied.

Fuck fuck fuck. After the adrenaline wore off, I realized the sharp pain in my neck. I knew immediately it was a wasp sting by the way it felt. Then I felt two more, one on my arm and one on my leg.

Another got me on my face, right on the cheek, before they gave up.

They were all admiring the cross when I realized I couldn't breathe. My heart started racing. I literally couldn't breathe at all.

They started to lift the cross. "Yo, (Y/N), you wanna help at all?" John B told me as they picked it up and started moving. I couldn't answer, my throat was too closed up.

"(Y/N)?" JB asked again. When he realized I was holding my neck, gasping for air, he immediately dropped the cross. They all shouted at him, of course, but he just came over to me.

"Shit, shit, shit." He repeated, holding my face up and looking at the sting on my neck then my check. "They're having an allergic reaction!" He yelled at the others.

"Breath." He told me as I still was struggling, now panicking. I couldn't die. Not like this. This is bad way to die and I thought it would be cooler.

The others rushed over but just as they did, I passed out, falling into John B's arms.

I woke up a quick second later as John B laid me in the back of Kie's truck. They were all yelling at each other, rushing. It was chaotic to say the least. "What do they need?!" Sarah yelled from behind John B. Him and JJ were right above me.

I acted like I was shooting my arm and John B yelled, "Shot!" "I know where to go!" JJ exclaimed.

Kie got in where my legs are and JJ got where my head was. Sarah and Pope both crammed in the front with John B, who was driving.

They all kept yelling. "Keep their head and legs elevated." John B told Kie through the chaos. Kie did, placing them on her lap. JJ put his knee up so my back could rest on it and stay up so I could breathe better.

Sarah said something about my pulse but I started blacking out again. The last thing I heard was JJ repeating "stay with me" as he held me.