Cassie's POV

I stand in front of the mirror checking out my outfit and a small smile tugs at my lips. I'm wearing a white long sleeved crop top that buttons up the front and a pink checkered skirt that has two small slits up each leg which I paired with white Nike's.

As I'm looking in the mirror, I hear a crash downstairs and immediately go to check it out. Once I reach the living room I see Rafe picking up a broken cup.

"You okay, Rafie?" I ask him curiously and he smiles, nodding.

I help him clean up the broken glass and we snuggle up on the sofa, watching a tv show I've never seen before. The show starts to bore me and I think Rafe too due to the fact he pulls me onto his lap. I smile at him, winding my arms around his neck and he grips my thighs, reaching out to connect our lips. He runs his hand up my side to my chest and starts unbuttoning my top as I run my fingers through his already messy hair.

All of a sudden I hear a loud cough and I look over at the door to see Wheezie standing there with a backpack.

"Holy shit!" I gasp, jumping off Rafe and buttoning up my top.

"I'm sorry" Rafe says sheepishly as the girl walks further into the room, dumping her bag next to the table.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell anybody" She smiles as I pull my skirt down to cover my ass.

"This place is sweet" The girl comments, looking around the room "How'd you get Cassie to let you stay here?"

Rafe glances at me and I smile, sitting down on his lap.

"I guess, I'm just a sucker for lost puppies" I joke and he pokes me in the ribs with a playful glare.

"Hey, could I crash here?" Wheezie asks as I wrap my arm around Rafe's neck.

"Sure, babe. What's wrong at home?" I ask her in concern.

"Dad trying to kick you out too?" Rafe asks.

"Worse. I'm officially the least favourite daughter" Wheezie scoffs and I frown "Sarah and dad are going to the Bahamas, and did they invite me? Nope"

"Your dad's taking Sarah to the Bahamas?" I ask in shock.

this is not good

"In summer?" Rafe adds.

"Yeah. I mean, according to Rose, it's 'business'" Wheezie says, making fun of the older woman "I mean, they're all up in some new development, and for some super secret reason, they're going to the Bahamas"

Worry turns my stomach and I get the feeling something just isn't right.

"You know, I know about, like...a billion times more about the business than she does. What is this?" Rafe complains and I rub his shoulder in comfort.

"Ugh. We're the black sheep. Get used to it, Rafe" Wheezie states.

"Yeah" He nods.

I stand up and both of the Cameron sibling look at me in confusion.

"There's something I gotta do, but be good and no arguing" I warn them both, leaning down to peck Rafe's lips before ruffling Wheezie's hair on the way past.

"When will you be home?!" Rafe yells out as I reach the door.

"I'm not sure!" I reply before exiting the house.

As soon as my feet hit the gravel I take off running towards the chateau, my hair blowing back wildly and my legs starting to burn at the speed I'm running. Once I reach the house I bump into Pope who looks like he's just ran a marathon in his suit.

"Ward's taking the gold to the Bahamas!" We both shout at each other in unison making our eyes widen.

"How do you know?" I ask in surprise.

"How do you know?" He retorts in confusion.

"It doesn't matter right now, we need to tell the others!" I snap, grabbing his wrist and running down the dock.

"Guys! Guys!" Pope and I scream, racing down the dock.

"Oh! Oh, God. I ran all the way here" Pope breathes out and I nod, bending over to catch my breath.

"Cassie, you shouldn't be running!" Kiara scolds me, hopping off the railing to check I'm okay.

"You all right?" John B asks us.

"I'm good" I pant, smiling softly.

"How was the interview, Pope?" JJ asks.

"Don't ask" Pope breathes out, hands still on his knees as he catches his breath.

"Awesome" John B scoffs and I shoot him a glare.

"JB...Look, I'm sorry, dude. About everything" Pope apologises.

"It's fine" John B sighs.

"But- but I don't have a lot of time, and- and I have information that is tactically relevant. So, before I had my interview, my dad said he was going down to the private airstrip to cut palms for Cameron's pig plane. Because it was too heavy, it needed a longer landing strip to take off. So, I'm there sitting in my interview, thinking to myself, 'Hm. Why would Cameron need a longer airstrip to take off? What could be so heavy to weigh it down?'" Pope rants wildly, using hand actions and different tones of voice.

They all sit up straight, looking at each other with realisation.

"Gold" JJ answers.

"That's right" John B nods.

"Exactly!" Pope gasps out, pointing at JJ dramatically.

"Wheezie came to my house and told me that Ward is taking Sarah to the Bahamas for business, but I knew it was sketchy" I explain, throwing my arm around Kiara.

"Guys, this is our chance, but it leaves tonight, and we have to go" Pope tells us.

"Guys, we can't give up now" Kiara grins, wrapping her arm around me.

"What's the plan, big man?" JJ asks John B.

"We're gonna steal that shit back" John B declares, a smile forming on all our faces.

"That's my boy!" I holler, reaching out to grab his arms and pull him onto his feet.

"Come on, guys!" Kiara cheers as we race down the pier towards the chateau.

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"We go in there, guns a blazin', make Ward Cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vámonos, get the hell out of there" JJ states as he loads his gun with bullets.

"Send that shit right down the Intracoastal" John B adds.

"Wait for the weather" Kiara grins.

"Exit to Cuba" Pope finishes.

"Cuba?" I question.

"No, man, Xcalak, Jewel of the Yucatan. Lobsters so thick, mangoes, and no word for money" JJ tells us and I raise a brow in interest.

"Let's do this shit" John B states, speeding up.

I lay my head back against the passenger seat, closing my eyes and my hand instinctively grabs my stomach. I comfortably relax until a pair of eye burn into my head and I turn my head to see John B staring at me suspiciously.

"Eyes on the road, Johnathan" I warn him and he nods, turning his eyes to the road ahead.

"Hey, Cassandra?" He hums.

"Yup?" I say, popping the p.

"Is there something I should know?" He asks, glancing down at my stomach.

I turn to the other Pogues who all give me sheepish looks and I shake my head.

"Which one of you little assholes told him?" I ask.

Pope and Kiara immediately point to JJ and he looks at them with complete betrayal.

"Hey!" He huffs.

"I'll deal with you later" I warn him and he gulps.

"So, you're pregnant" John B comments as I turn around to face him.

"I wanted to tell you and Sarah together, but then you went missing and Sarah's been on house arrest" I drawl out and he chuckles, shaking his head.

"It's fine" He assures me "I'm really happy for you"

"Thanks, Johnathan" I grin and he shrugs me off.

"Anytime, Cassandra" He replies.

The van comes to an abrupt stop and we all hop out.

"What's the plan? Broad strokes" Kiara asks as we run over to the metal fence.

"I don't think we got that far" John B admits.

"They're loading up the gold" Pope tells us, looking through his binoculars.

John B snatches them from Pope and looks through them himself.

"There's Ward" John B perks up.

John B lowers the binoculars with the look of worry on his face and we all wait for him to tell us what's wrong.

"What?!" Kiara snaps impatiently.

"It's Sarah" John B breathes out.

"Is she okay?" I ask.

"Wait a minute" The brunette says "He's hurting her"

"What?" Kiara, JJ and I say in unison, worry clear in our voices.

"They're fighting" John B elaborates "Holy shit"

He passes Kiara the binoculars and runs back to the van.

"Wait, so she- What? I had no-" JJ stutters in confusion as I chase after John B.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Pope yells and John B jumps in the driver seat of the van while I slip into the passenger seat.

"John B! Cassie! Where are you going?!" Kiara shrieks.

"Hey! Hey!" They all scream at us but he starts up the van.

"Hold on!" JJ shouts as John B drives the van towards the fence.

"Dude, stop!" Kiara yells.

"Don't be a hero, dude!" JJ hollers as the van hits the fence.

I jerk forward but John B's arm shoots out to catch me before I hit the dashboard. Before I can thank him, he hits the gas and we lurch forward, speeding to the airstrip. The van swerves onto the strip and I grab the dashboard for stability. John B speeds up, chasing after the moving plane with a determination I've never seen on the boy before. We end up in line with the plane and I look out the window to see a crying Sarah Cameron who looks surprised to see us.

"Hey! It's okay, Sar!" I assure her.

"It's gonna be okay!" John B adds.

She laughs through her tears and relief runs through me.

"Get off the runway!" Ward screams at us in anger "Get off!"

John B slams his foot down on the gas as far as it will go and the van speeds in front of the plane.

"Johnathan, what the hell are you doing?" I ask in worry.

"Just trust me, Cassandra" He replies.

He hits the brake and swerves the van around to the side. My eyes widen when I see the plane headed straight for us and I grab the boy's arm in fear. He wraps his arms around me and I squeeze my eyes shut, praying to every god out there that I don't get smushed by Ward Cameron's plane.

I hear the loud sound of the plane braking and I open my eyes to see the nose of the plane a metre away from me.

"Oh, my God" I laugh, hitting John B's arm and he smiles widely.

We both jump out the van and Ward kicks open the plane's door.

"Sarah!" John B screams "Sarah!"

"Are you trying to kill her?!" Ward barks "Trying to get us killed?!"

"I need the gold!" John B demands.

"No! No! No!" Sarah cries out, throwing herself into John B's arms "John B, you're okay"

"Get away from him" Ward snaps, trying to grab his daughter.

"Don't touch her!" I spit, pushing him off her.

"And don't tell me what to do" The dirty blonde haired girl adds.

I hear the loud sirens of a cop car and I gulp, taking a step back from the trio.

"You think this changes anything? It doesn't" Ward states.

"You gotta get outta here" Sarah worries "you both gotta get out of here"

The door of the cop car flings opens and I immediately throw my hands up, fear coursing through me as all the stories I was told as a child race through my mind.

"Oh, thank God you're here" Ward puts on a show and I relax, seeing Sheriff Peterkin "Susan, I told you he lost his goddamn mind"

"Put your hands on your head" She demand and I lower my hands realising she's not talking to me.

"I'd do what she said, kid" Ward smirks at us and Peterkin brings out her gun, pointing it at him.

"She's talkin' to you, Ward" John B says and Ward turns in confusion.

"You're under arrest for the murder of 'Big John' Routledge" The Sheriff announces and Sarah gasps, falling into John B's open arms.

"I got you" The brunette assures her.

"Are you kidding me?" Ward scoffs.

"Put your hands on your head" Peterkin states calmly.

"Are you kidding me, Sue?!" Ward roars.

"Put your hands on your head!" She demands.

He slowly lifts his hands to the back of his head and I get a really bad feeling.

"Turn around" Peterkin snaps and Ward does just that "Drop to your knees!"

Ward's knees hit the ground and Peterkin puts her gun away, taking out her handcuffs.

"I don't like being used" She growls, handcuffing the man "I waited a long time for this"

Ward pushes the woman back and she grabs her gun pointing it at him. Just as she does this, a shadow by the plan catches my eye and I leap forward.

"Rafe, no!" I scream.

His head snaps to me and the hand holding the gun at Peterkin shakes. I put myself between the barrel of the gun and the Sheriff.

"Get out of my way, Cas" He orders, his eyes rimmed red with tears and I shake my head.

"This isn't you" I state, taking a step forward.

"Put the gun down, son" Peterkin tells him.

Rafe looks to his father with a torn look and Ward does nothing to stop his son from murdering the Sheriff, making me lose all respect for the man I once looked up to.

"Hey, look at me" I plead with him, his eyes snapping to me "Please, put the gun down" 

"Rafe, she's pregnant!" John B barks in anger and Rafe's face pales.

"Is it true?" The eldest Cameron asks shakily, his hand lowering.

"You're gonna be a dad" I nod with teary eyes and he drops the gun, the metal hitting the concrete ground.

I kick the gun to Sarah before pulling Rafe into my arms as he breaks down. He drops to the ground and I go with him. I tune out Peterkin arresting Ward, listening to Rafe mutter apology after apology as he clings to me desperately.

"Everything's gonna be okay, Rafie" I mumble, kissing his temple.