THE FOLLOWING NIGHT, June had hidden the stolen car in an alleyway. She hadn't even thought of the possibility of her getting caught from breaking into the dealership.

June was at the bridge, legs dangling off the edge, not any thoughts. She felt numb. June was already regretting breaking into the LaRusso's dealership. She could use some advice from her mom at this moment. She always knew what to say at the right moments. Even at a young age June knew that he mother was a very wise person despite the woman's youthfulness.

Sirens were heard in the distance, but start to slowly come closer. The girls head whips around looking where they are as she steps off of the bridge edge. She knew they were there for her. Two police cars pull up to one end of the bridge, June on the other.

Her heart beat quickens as the two officers step out of their cars, hands hovering over their guns. "June Seok! You are under arrest. Put your hands up." One of them shouts, as they step closer to the girl.

June slowly puts her hands up, accepting her defeat. Her eyes start to water think about how she might now be able to see Wyatt again, at least for a long time.

One of the officers had gotten behind her and cuffed her hands. They walk her to the cop car, as she doesn't protest and just stays quiet the whole time. The drive to the police station was quiet as June nor the officer decided to speak to the other.

He opens the door for her as they arrive at the station, he pulls her out of the car and leads her into the station. They put her in a holding cell for the night. "You should be ready, girl. 'Cause you going to juvie missy." A different officer laughed as he walked past the cell. The man walks down the hall but runs into a detective. "Hey, you might wanna see who's in that cell. Let's just say, like father like daughter." The officer hands him her file before he walks away laughing.

The detective opens the file, eyes wide once noticing the familiar last name. He looks up at the cell, looking at the girl who sat there, looking at the ground. Her hair was covering the girls face.

He walks over to the cell, hands behind his back. "Like father like daughter, huh?" He spoke, the girls head slowly looking up at him. He notices the familiarity in her face, he remembers this girl from so many years ago.

"I'm Detective Watson. You wanna hear a little story?" He spoke, the girl still not saying a word.

"I worked on this case, I don't know, maybe eleven years ago. This guy was in possession of drugs, drug trafficking, I'm sure you know well." Watson starts to explain, June's eyes start to water again, he was bringing up bad memories she wanted to forget forever.

"So, I'm investigating him for a couple months now, going into his business, how he operates, and then I find out he's got a family. Two young kids. I mean who leaves their two five year-old kids at home, with a old and weak mother in law, and a dead wife." Watson says, waiting for a reaction for the girl.

"Shut up!" June shouts, tears in her eyes. "Just shut up." She says in a more quiet tone. Tears we're now falling down her face. Watson sighs, "Look, kid. I don't think you're like your dad. I hope your not. He is a sick man, who in grief, just ruined his life. I don't want the same to happen to you."

June sniffles, her head tucked into her knees that were up against her chest. "We'll ask you some questions in the morning. Goodnight." Watson says before walking away.

The cell next to her was empty, until a certain green eyed boy, was escorted into the cell. He sits down and sighs, before looking over to the cell next door, noticing someone now in it.

He notices the girls jacket looked familiar, he thinks for a minute trying to remember who it belonged to. "June?"

The girl picks her head up, thinking to see another officer there to talk to her. But doesn't see anybody and looks to her left to see Robby sitting there in the cell next to her. "Robby?"

"What are you doing here?" The boy questions, defensively standing up. June scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Calm down, tiger. I'm not gonna do anything." Robby decided to believe her, and sits back down.

"Where we're you?" June questions, looking back over to him. "Phone call. They give one a day. Maybe you should ask for one." Robby answers.

"Don't really have anyone to call." June says, blankly. "What about your brother?" June sighs, "I don't know if I could talk to him right now." She sniffles. "How long you been here?"

"A couple days. I'm waiting for my court hearing, and then their gonna send me away." Robby explains, looking down at the floor. "I don't know what their gonna do with me." June worries, "I'm sure it's nothing you can't handle." Robby assures.

She looks over to him, a small smile on her face. "Thanks."

It goes quiet as the two just sit there in silence. Robby wonders what's gonna happen to her, hoping it's nothing terribly bad. He should be getting a worse sentence than her. I mean, he almost killed someone, June just happened to own a weapon.

"I'm sorry. I started all of this, and look where we are now." June says, standing up and gesturing at the cells they were in. "It's not your fault. They all deserved it anyway." Robby chuckles, "I don't blame you. For what happened. I feel like I did much worse." June states.

"I don't think you can get much worse than kicking someone off a balcony." Robby says, looking down. June could tell he still felt guilty about it. She looks down, "Well..."

"What did you do?" Robby looks over it the girl, "Well besides swinging a knife a people."

June gives him a look that says 'Really?'. "I broke into the LaRusso's dealership." but She says, quickly. Robby's eyes widen, "Seriously?"

June nods, "Yeah. Revenge is nice in the moment, but not when your in a police cell, and stuck talking to a fellow delinquent with daddy issues." She says, a smirk on her face.

Robby shakes his head at her, "Fellow?" The girls smirk fading to a slight scowl, "Shut up."

"Yes, ma'am." Robby mumbles, earning an eye roll from June.

--

MASON HAD decided to visit Miguel at the hospital, just to clear the air since Mason was staying with Johnny. He finds the boys room and knocks on the open door. Miguel looks over to him in both shock and slight confusion. "Hey. Can I come in?" Mason questions in a soft tone.

Miguel nods, "Sorry for just showing up like this. I just wanted to hash things out with you." Mason explains.

Miguel agrees, "Yeah."

Mason sighs, "I'm sorry. For everything. I feel so bad, I didn't know Robby would do that. I don't want any hard feelings."

Miguel's lips were pressed into a line, "Don't be. It's not your fault." He pauses, "So, you're staying with sensei Lawerence?"

"Yeah. Its good so far, I like it better. He has his moments." Mason says, nodding. "That's good, man." Miguel spoke, softly.

"How you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess. I have a surgery on Friday. Some doctor from out of state who supposedly works miracles. It's just there's no guarantee that it will work." Miguel explains. Mason looks down think of a way to lift the boys spirits. "Well you shouldn't worry, 'cause I know my dads gonna do anything to get you going again. I will too."

"Thanks." Miguel replies, Mason starts to walk out but is stopped. "Hey. Friends?" The boy questions, Mason nods, a small smile on his face. "Yeah, friends."

--

AT COBRA KAI, Wyatt was back, and ready for training. Apparently while he was gone, Kreese had done serious cuts to the dojo, he said that 'only the strong still remain.'

"Never underestimate your enemy. Even if you think they're weaker than you, you always have to stay one step ahead of them. That's the only way to guarantee a victory. Is that understood?" Kreese explains to the class, "Yes, Sensei." They shout.

"Good. Now let's see if you truly understand the lesson." There was a wooden pole with a bonsai tree on the top, in the middle of the mat. "I want you to kick this tree off the top. Red, you start."

He walked forward and goes to kick the pot, but his pants rip as he falls to the ground. "Pathetic. Rickenberger, show him." Kreese say, crossing his arms. The kid walks forward, and goes to flip and kick it but fails, and falls to the floor, groaning. "Stop your sniveling. Seok, do it." Kreese says, he knew that Wyatt had the smarts to figure out how to get the pot down correctly.

Wyatt walks right up the pole, "Don't you want a running start?" Kreese questions. "Don't need one." Wyatt say to him, he then kicks the pole, as the pot falls to the ground. Kreese chuckles, "Not bad. Not bad at all."

"But he cheated!" Rickenberger protests,

"No, he didn't. Unlike you he did exactly what I asked him to do. If your mind is agile, so are you. That's the best way to beat your enemy. Not just with brute strength. But you have to fight smart. Do that, and you always come out in top."

After Wyatt got home after work, he checked his phone and saw a bunch of texts from Hawk and other Cobra Kai's. He then called Hawk to see what was happening.

"Hey, what's going on?" Wyatt questions, after he picked up.

"You're not gonna be happy. Just turn on the news, right now." Hawk says quickly, before hanging up the phone.

Wyatt is confused but goes over to the TV and turns it into the local news channel.

"Breaking news, everybody. 16-year-old runaway, June Seok, has now been arrested by the West Valley Police Department just a couple hours ago."

Wyatt's eyes begin to tear up as the girls mug shot appeared on screen.

"She was arrested on the charges of breaking and entering, and willful use of an illegal weapon, according to police. Seok will have a court date in the next few days, and will be transferred to the Sylmar Juvenile Detention Center."

Wyatt was feeling angry and sad. Wasn't he the one to protect her? It was all his fault.

NOTES
makes me kinda sad that our precious boi wyatt is sad, but it's for the story