AS MUCH AS BREE HATED TO ADMIT IT, SHE WAS HAVING FUN. She had switched between dancing with Sarah and Wheezie and dancing with Kie all night, and there were only a couple of moments when she did not have a smile on her face.

JJ was walking through the crowd in nice clothes and a beat up face with a tray in his hands as he pretended to be one of the waiters so that he could be let into the party. He pushed through the crowd to where Bree was standing the porch of the house alongside a middle-aged couple.

He completely froze when he saw her, almost dropping the tray.

She looked absolutely gorgeous, but she hadn't noticed him staring at her yet. She was standing  with a drink in her hand, and she was laughing at a joke the man had told. When she threw her head back and turned it slightly, that was when she saw him. She said something to the people she was talking to before walking down the stares and toward him.

"Hey," she greeted as she got closer.

He snapped out of his trance at her voice, and his eyes raised to hers as his lips curved into a smile. He responded, "Hey."

"What are you doing here?" she questioned curiously since she hadn't even known that he had gotten out of jail, and she definitely had no idea how the hell he got past the security guard and into a party full of Kooks.

He leaned into her ear and whispered, "I'm on a mission, actually."

"What kind of mission?" she asked with a worried voice and furrowed eyebrows. The way he said it made it sound mischievous, and that did not seem like a good thing.

"Well, if you must know, I have to deliver this message to none other than Sarah Cameron," he explained before holding up a small, folded piece of paper. "This is top secret information."

She was still confused, but she nodded along. "Sounds like a very daunting task."

"It is," he confirmed with a nod before taking another step closer to her. "And I don't think my boss would be too happy if I got distracted by a pretty lady."

"Well, we wouldn't want that," she joked with a small smile.

With a shrug that said that he didn't really care, he quizzed with raised eyebrows, "Wanna dance?"

"I thought your boss would get mad," she responded with a confused expression, assuming that this 'boss' was John B and not some random mobster that was trying to kill Sarah or something.

"Eh. Screw him. We can mix business with pleasure," he shrugged, reaching for her hands when she didn't move and pulling her with him toward the people dancing. "Come on."

She finally gave in and wrapped her arms around his neck while his snaked around her waist. She looked up at him before asking about his incident. "So, what's the damage?"

"I got a court date, and I gotta pay restitution on the stupid boat," he informed her with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh, my God," she exclaimed. That was when she noticed the fresh bruises and cuts on his face that weren't there when he got arrested. She was sure of it since she was the one that cleaned him up after the fight with Topper. "What the hell happened? Did you get jumped?"

He shook his head and looked down at the ground. "No, uh, my old man wasn't too pleased with me after he bailed me out."

"JJ..." she breathed out in disbelief and sadness. Her hand reached up so that her hand was cupping his neck and his thumb could lightly brush over the dark brown bruise on his cheek bone.

He grabbed her hand and brought it back down to her side. "It's fine. I'm fine. Now, we've got a mission to accomplish." She hung back while he danced his way over to Sarah to give her the note, and the blonde girl smiled. When he turned around to head back to Bree, he was stopped.

"I'm wondering if you could get me a mai tai, my friend," Rafe said as he grabbed JJ by the shoulders, and Bree got ready to step in.

Kelce nodded. "Yeah, Pogue, how about you make that two?"

"Cut it out," the Callaway girl ordered, stepping in between the three idiotic boys.

"I'm on the clock right now. You guys look spiffy," the blonde boy responded, and the brunette girl fought the urge to roll her eyes at how stupid he was being for provoking them even more. "You know, uh, I got a couple of orders ahead of you,  so why don't you guys just go ahead and wait by the bar? 'Til then, help yourselves to hors d'oeuvres."

Rafe scoffed, completely ignoring Bree and calling his friends over. "Guys, JJ's gonna serve us some hors d'oeuvres. Right?"

"Well, here are the hors d'oeuvres," the Maybank boy pointed out, and the Callaway girl knew that he was about to take off running, so she stepped out of his way. "I'll be right back, okay?"

"We're actually gonna follow you in here just to make sure..." the Cameron boy trailed off as JJ started sprinting, and they all followed him. Bree was really slow because of her dress and heels, so she just speed walked after them.

She arrived just in time to see the door to the men's locker room swing closed behind Kelce. She was conflicted, not sure about what she would see when she got in there, but as soon as she heard grunting, she barged in,

The boys didn't notice her at first. Kelce had JJ in a headlock as the blonde spat out, "Very Rafe of you, Rafe. Five on one?"

"If you could please stop talking? It's very disrespectful when I'm trying to hit a ball. Learn your etiquette, my friend. Your face looks really bad. Starting to look like your dad a lot more," the brunette Kook told him, but his eyes widened when he saw the girl standing in the doorway. "Bree? You can't be in here."

"Let him go," was all she said.

JJ took the opportunity to spit in his eye as a security guard flickered the lights and walked in, causing them to release the blonde boy. "Gentlemen, is there a problem?"

"Pardon me, officer. No, there's not an issue. I just—" the Maybank boy explained as the officer's eyes widened when he saw Bree in the men's locker room. "Actually, yes. No, there is an issue. Uh, we got a criminal trespass in progress here. Beep! Call it in, right? Blatant disrespect for private property. I'm in violation of all kinds of shit, sir, but this lovely lady and these young gentlemen..."

"Don't touch my shit," Kelce ordered when JJ tried to straighten his tie.

"...uh, caught me, sir, and they're about to take me away. And that's what you should do, escort me out of here. You got me," the blonde boy informed the man, and he stuck out his hands like he was about to be handcuffed. The man grabbed him and began dragging him along as he turned around to look at Kelce. "All right. Fix that tie, son. You're looking spiffy too. You Powerpuff girls have fun."

Bree was about to follow them out when Rafe addressed her. "So, this is why we broke up? You've been fucking him? I should've known you were a slut."

The Maybank turned around and lunged at him angrily, and they all grunted out curses until the guard was able to subdue him. It took everything in the brunette not to slap Rafe right across the face and just follow JJ. 

"Safe travels back to the Cut!" the Cameron boy yelled to them as they left.

"Look, look, man, I can walk myself. I got legs. Can you see that, brother?" JJ asked the guard that was basically hauling him away from the party as all of the guests stared at them. "I really appreciate what you did back there. Let me just walk out by myself. Oh, Mr. Dunleavy, I see you got your drink. Good, that's really nice of you. I'm actually gonna down that."

"Can you just let him go? I'll make sure he leaves," Bree begged, but the guard just ignored her requests.

The man stared at the boy in confusion. "What the hell's the matter with him?"

"I really appreciate the discretion, Daryl, you know? It's okay, everybody! Do not panic. Let's leave it to the men and women in uniform. Let's hear it for them!" JJ then began clapping dramatically and loudly. "Rose! You look like Lady Liberty. It's good to see you again. Hey, buddy, can I have one of those?"

"Let go of him! You can't just boot him! I invited him here. I'm a member of this club," Kie yelled from the porch behind her, and her parents rushed to get her to shut up.

JJ took his chance to push Daryl into a table. "Sorry about that. Hey, mandatory power hour at Rixon's, Kie. Pope, you as well, all right? Rixon's Cove. Let's roll. All right, Kie, come on! Workers of the world unite. Throw off your chains!"

He looked to Bree who was just standing there, not wanting to completely embarrass her in front of all of those people by calling her out for being a Pogue, so he just asked with his eyes. She sighed before taking a couple steps toward him.

"Gabby," Allison shouted, grabbing her daughter's arm. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm having fun, Mom. This is what you wanted, right?" the brunette girl replied, referring to earlier, when her mother told her that all she wanted was for her to have fun. 

She then yanked her bicep out of her mother's hand before sprinting as fast as she could into JJ's open arms that were waiting for her. He picked her up and spun her around as the rest of the Pogues followed after them.