NOMINATING HERSELF to drive was a bad idea, as the aftermath of the drugs she had taken was still lingering over her. She swerved through the roads frantically, as JB tried to keep up in the Twinkie with Sarah, they had finally arrived at their cousin's house. Rory jolted the Truck to a stop, as she rushed out of the vehicle and towards the door,

"Ricky!" Rory shouted, as she pounded on his door, "Ricky, open the fucking door!"

As their cousin opened the door, JJ pleaded desperately, "Bro, I know you're mad at me. But-"

"Remember that time when you stole my ambulance?" Ricky retorted, as he slowly shut the door, before putting his middle finger up at the twins.

JJ scurried to the window, before hitting it repeatedly, "Ricky! He can't breathe! He needs help!"

"Please!" Kie shouted, as the Pogues shouted inaudible shouts of help.

Ricky opened the door, as the Pogues rushed in to rest Pope down on the table. He gasped for air, as Ricky asked confusedly, "What's wrong with him?"

"You're the fucking medic." Rory retorted, out of breath, "You tell us."

Sarah panted, "Wasps."

"Wasps?" Ricky questioned, "Is he allergic to wasps?"

"Clearly!" Kiara shot back in distress, as the group gathered around Pope in worry.

"I'm gonna go get my kit." Ricky stated, as he quickly walked to his room, "Hang tight."

Rory scoffed, "Hang tight? You fucking-" She stopped herself from kicking the table, instead putting her hands on her head to breathe. Sarah noticed, before holding Aurora's hand tightly.

"I got it!" Ricky called, as he ran into the kitchen with a duffel bag.

"What do we do?" John B asked in worry.

"You don't do anything 'cause you're not a paramedic." Rick replied sarcastically, before informing, "Look, this is a paediatric dose of epinephrine. It is 10 times a normal dose. So... if it doesn't stop his heart, it'll help him. But I gotta use the whole thing, or it won't work. And I'm not going down if he dies."

JJ blurted out in distress, "Okay! Fine! Do it! Hit it!"

Rory watched nervously as Ricky slowly injected it into Pope's arm- he fell silent. The group looked at their friend in pure sadness, their eyes filling up with tears. Rory couldn't do this without Pope. The sadness turned into anger quickly, as Rory glared at her cousin,

"You killed him!" She shoved Ricky back, as Sarah grabbed onto her arm to stop her. JB, JJ, and Kie all shook Pope's body, not getting any signs of life.

"I didn't do shit!" Ricky argued, "I did what you asked me to do-"

Suddenly, a gasp escaped Pope's mouth as his eyes flickered open. He sat up quickly, as he caught his breath, before trying to removed his t-shirt, "It's so hot in here. Oh my God-"

"Pope, you're good." John B tried to reassure the boy, who was rushing outside.

"Thank you." Sarah nodded, "Is there any side effects we should know?"

"He's gonna have a rocket up his ass for about half an hour." Ricky replied, as the Pogues watched Pope frantically jump up and down in the air- John B and Kie looking at him with the same confused expression.

Pope cheered, "Let's go get the cross, baby! Game six, baby! I'm Michael Jordan!"

Sarah frowned, "Isn't Michael Jordan a basketball player?"

"Yeah." Rory nodded, "And Pope was a Mathlete."

Letting Pope drive back to the church was the most irresponsible decision ever made. Rory pressed her back into the chair, as Pope sped through the thankfully quiet roads back to the church. JJ made the sign of the cross,

"Pope, last to judge, but I think you should slow down a little."

Pope disagreed, "That would definitely delay our arrival to the cross. We gotta get there."

"Why did we let him drive again?" Kiara asked nervously, as she gripped onto her seatbelt over her chest.

Pope exclaimed, "I said I'd rip your ears off."

"Because he said he'd rip our ears off." Sarah nodded.

"I was just joking about that by the way." Pope reassured, turning around to everyone instead of watching the road.

Rory smiled sarcastically, "That's a really funny joke."

John B leaned through the front seats of the Truck, "How are you feeling, buddy?"

"Uh, fantastic." Pope chirped, "I don't know what their cousin gave me, but I am... moving!"

Pope swerved around a car, making everyone scream and grip onto each other. Rory caught her breath, "We're not gonna get the cross if we're dead, Pope!"

"We're not gonna die." Pope reassured, turning around to look at Rory, "It's our divine right to get that cross-"

"Pope!" Sarah screamed, pointing at the moving car driving towards them, "Watch out!"

All of a sudden, Pope swerved the vehicle as it lost balance and drove right into a large oak tree, which John B had previously warned Pope about. Sarah grabbed Rory's shoulders, pulling her body down with her as the windows smashed behind them.

JJ stumbled out of the car, helping Kie to her feet, "Pope, that is the last time you drive."

Rory complained, "I told you I should've drove."

"My dad's truck! No!" Kie worried, as she ran to the front of the vehicle to see the smashed windows and dented bonnet, "My parent's are gonna kill me. For real this time."

JJ frowned, "Weren't they already gonna do that anyway?"

"Helpful." Kie replied sarcastically, "Thank you."

"We're gonna have to walk the rest of the way." Pope stated, as he started walking down the dark street, "I'm going to get my cross."

John B followed him, "Hey, just relax for a second. We just crashed a car."

"Get off me." Pope warned, as he continued walking, "I'm getting my cross."

John B pulled Pope out of the road, as a large truck drove by, "You're going to get hit by a car!"

It fell silent, as Pope didn't reply. He stared at the truck, tears glistening in his dark eyes. He started sprinting in the other direction, "We gotta get back to the church!"

Without hesitation, the Pogues followed him. Lacking behind the Pogues, Rory coughed continuously, trying to catch her breath with her shitty lungs. When they finally arrived at the church, Rory rested her hands on her knees, as JB placed his hand on her shoulder,

"You okay?"

Rory cleared her throat, before shaking her head, "My lungs are fucked."

Pope hesitated before walking inside, and Rory watched a tear roll down his face. She approached the pile of cushions that had been scattered around the church, which had previously been used to hide the cross. Aurora felt as if she had failed; it was her fault the cross was taken. She looked over at JJ, who was obviously feeling the same way.

Her brother kicked the cushions, "Damn it! I knew we didn't hide it well enough. What did I say, Rory?"

"It's not my fault!" Rory argued, raising her voice in defence, "Maybe, if we thought of a logical way to get the cross down, Pope wouldn't have been stung by wasps. Then, maybe, I wouldn't of had to hide the fucking cross!"

"What do we do? What do we do?" JJ paced the church, brushing his hands through his hair, "What do we do? God damn it!"

Pope stood at the alter, trying to process what had just happened- he had lost the one thing that actually belonged to him. Kie sat down in despair, burying her head in her hands.

"Think, think, think, think." JJ muttered to himself, "We need a plan. What's the plan?" He paused, before announcing to the group, "Here's the plan. We'll grab some kerosene tanks from the Château, then we go to my dad's shop and grab some dynamite. And then we drive down to Charleston and tell this lady who's she's messing with!"

Sarah sighed, "That's not gonna help."

"Well, what is, Sarah?" JJ retorted frustratedly.

"I'm thinking, okay?" John B reassured, "We can't just go blow shit up, JJ."

Rory muttered, "I'm sorry, Pope."

Pope stood at the alter proudly, "Denmark would've stood right here, preaching to everyone he set free. A slave, the sole survivor of the Royal Merchant, he got the gold and the cross, and he brought them both back to shore and he used it to free everyone who walked through those doors. He made a church, a home, then the Limbrey's took everything from him. Well, I'm done. I'm tired of that shit. That is not how this is gonna end. I'm gonna get my family's cross. You coming?"

Rory clapped, as they walked out of the church, "Whoa, that was like a hero speech. Better than JJ's."

JJ frowned sarcastically, "I wouldn't go that far."