Dust flew behind the car as Brick swung into the parking lot of Lucky's, a dive bar on the side of the road. He and McQueen entered first, Lincoln helping Jenna get Rob into his wheelchair. The first thing that greeted the two brothers was the sound of sex, coming from the flat screen in the back. Brick smirked at McQueen, then turned to the bartender. "Real classy place ya got here." The man was quick to answer. "Nice shirt." Brick laughed. "You Lucky?" The bartender nodded. Whispering to his brother before he approached the bar, Brick had a mischevious smile covering his face. "We'll see about that." The oldest brother leaned on the counter, sitting down. Pointing over his shoulder at the TV, he pegged Lucky with a stern look. "How 'bout you turn that shit off?" Lucky scoffed. "That's Mac. He's ninety eight years old, I think he's earned the right to watch a little T & A if he wants." Brick raised an eyebrow. "Why, he ain't jerkin' nothin'." After a moment of Lucky not doing anything, Brick straightened up. "Look, if I go back there, I'mma bust up Mac & ya TV," the door opened and Lincoln escorted Jenna and Rob in, "See, I got a minor and a woman travelin' with me, and I'd appreciate if they didn't have to listen to that." Lucky picked up the remote control, flipping the TV to Terminator. "Hey Mackie, I'm gonna give it a rest, okay?" The old man didn't respond, so Lucky walked back to the chair where he sat. "Mac?" A shove to the man's shoulder proved he wasn't gonna be answering anytime soon. Jenna, who had sat down at the bar with a beer of her own, laughed. "Looks like Mac got a little too hot and bothered."
After calling an ambulance, Lucky noticed Jenna. Turning to Brick, he raised an eyebrow. "So you and her ended up with a retarded kid? Must be pretty disappointin'." Jenna nearly choked when she heard his words, Brick starting to laugh at her. "I don't believe that's any of ya damn business." The sound of motorcycles could be heard outside, and after a moment, the door was pushed open. Jenna's eyes widened as she saw the Flamebangers, and she quickly shot Brick a look. "I was never here." He nodded, understanding the urgency in her voice. Jenna ducked behind the bar, her hand immediately going to rest on the gun tucked into the waistband of her jeans. This would undoubtedly get ugly. Lucky spoke first, the girls circling the bar and observing their surroundings. "How's it goin', ladies? Need somethin' to drink?" Angel looked over at the bartender. "Don't know what we'd like yet." The bartender didn't give up. "Well, let us know when you do." Rose and Jez made their way over to the jukebox, Jenna sighing behind the bar. She knew what was coming next. Just as she thought, McQueen was the first to get up, headed straight for Jez and Rose. He stepped between them, leaning back on the jukebox like a redneck Romeo. Jenna had to muffle a laugh. "Name's McQueen. What's yours, and can I buy you a drink?" Mona spoke up. "Her name's Jez." Silently, Jenna mocked her from her spot behind the bar. There was a special place in Hell for Mona, Jenna thought. McQueen paid no attention. "Lucky! Can I get some beers for my new friend Jez, and her ladies!" Lucky disappeared to get Rob's food and the beers, while Rose changed the song to a Spanish instrumental. Jenna silently adjusted her position behind the bar, her gun in her hand as she prepared for the soon-to-come fight.
The Flamebangers began dancing for the three boys, and Rose quietly made her way over and began pushing Rob outside. Lincoln noticed, shoving both Pammy and Angel off his lap and going after Rose. Jenna stood up, and just like she expected, Pammy had her knife out and was just about to stab Lincoln in the back. Jenna shot once, hitting the blonde biker in the chest. Pammy fell to the ground, and then Jenna ducked again. Angel went to hit Lincoln, but the tallest brother punched the Asian girl in the jaw, which snapped her neck and killed her. Mona headbutted Brick, busting his nose and lip. Jenna quickly spun and put a bullet between the blonde's eyes. Revenge felt so great. That left Rose and Jez, the two most dangerous women in the gang. Rose pulled out her shotgun, quickly opening fire on the three Oodies. The boys slid behind the bar, Jenna looking over at them. "Look, let me distract them. I know these bitches." McQueen and Brick shared a look, then the oldest nodded. "Go 'head." Jenna took a deep breath, returning her gun to her waistband. After a moment, she stood up, Rose almost shooting before she lowered the gun. Then a smirk crossed the leader's face as she looked at Jez. "Well, look who we have here, Jez. It's Little Miss Jenna. I guess you're reduced to hanging around with rednecks for your kicks, huh?" Jenna stepped around the bar, walking over to the women. "Actually, they're pretty nice guys. Much too good for sluts like you two." Rose suddenly backhanded Jenna across the face, busting the girl's lip. "Still a mouthy bitch, aren't you? Such a shame we didn't kill you when we had the chance." Jenna smirked, wiping blood off her face. "Pammy, Angel, and Mona already got theirs, Rose. I can't wait for you and Jez to join them." Stepping just to the right, Jenna waved goodbye as a shot rang out, this time courtesy of Brick. Rose crumpled to the ground, Jez's eyes widening as she realized she was screwed. The last live member of the biker gang ran out the door, Jenna following close on her heels. As Jenna went out the door, Jez swung out with the metal pipe she'd picked up, doubling Jenna over. Another shot sent the brunette to her knees, but she quickly hooked her arm around Jez's knee and cut the girl's feet out from her under her. With both of them in the dirt, they began fighting, both women ending up with busted noses and bloody faces. Finally they separated, the two of them raising their fists. Lincoln snuck up behind Jez, an impressive feat for such a big man, and quickly snapped her neck. The woman was dropped to the dirt, now dead, as Jenna got up and wiped the blood from her face. She sent a hard boot into Jez's gut, smirking. "Have fun in Hell, Jez." She was distracted by the sound of clapping, looking up to see McQueen and Brick applauding her. Jokingly taking a bow, she smirked. "Just a little revenge, boys. Once upon a time, they tried to kill me."
Lincoln took Rob and headed for the car, Brick following them. McQueen hung back, walking beside Jenna. "So you use to be one 'a them crazy bitches?" Jenna laughed. "Yeah. I used to ride a motorcycle, shake my ass for guys, and shoot 'em in the face. But I'm reformed now." The youngest brother slung an arm around her shoulders. "Reformed, my ass. You still shoot fuckers in the face. But it was pretty hot watchin' you shoot them sluts. I think I'm gonna call you Shotgun Jenny." Jenna playfully punched him in the side, sticking her tongue out. "Shotgun Jenny? Where the fuck did you get that from?" McQueen winked at her. "I made it up." They were interrupted by Brick hollering out the window of the car at them. "Romeo and Juliet, you gonna get the fuck in the car or does Lincoln gotta come drag your asses over here?!" McQueen flipped his brother off. "Shut the hell up, man, we're comin'!" They got in the car, Jenna leaning over to annoy Brick some more. "So am I a badass now? I just shot up a bar full of biker whores, I think that qualifies me. Plus my nickname is Shotgun Jenny, courtesy of McQueen." The oldest brother couldn't help but laugh. She was pretty cool for a girl. "Yeah, I guess you can be considered a badass bitch now." The brunette sat back, smiling. "See, you asshole, you really do like me." "Shut the fuck up, Jenna." "Oh, so it's Jenna now? Not Lady or Miss?" "Shut up or I'mma shoot you too." Jenna threw her hands up in mock fear. "Ooh, I'm so scared." Once they settled back down, there was relative silence, only broken by the sound of staticky country music lowly coming from the radio. The ride lasted a while, until they finally stopped at a cheap motel for the night. Rob was already asleep by the time Jenna got him into a bed, and Brick, who had been doing all the driving, quickly took up residence in the other bed. They left Lincoln asleep in the back of the car, and the third bed was left to either McQueen or Jenna, whoever got in it first. But neither was asleep or anywhere near sleep, so instead they were sitting outside on the trunk of the car. Jenna was smoking a cigarette stolen from Brick while McQueen leaned back on the back glass and crossed his arms behind his head. "So Jenna, what's your plans once we get back to Alabama?" The brunette exhaled a cloud of smoke into the night air, shrugging. "I don't know really. Probably drift around for a while and decide what to do." "Kinda sad you ain't got nowhere to go. At least I got brothers. Why don't you stay with Celeste?" Jenna shook her head. "She'll have Rob back, it'll be too dangerous with me around too. Too easy for Carlos to find us." She went quiet for a second before McQueen nudged her leg. "Ya know, no matter what Brick says, you're a badass." Jenna looked over at him and half-smiled, their eyes locking. It was hard for her not to see the lust in his eyes, but Jenna had a feeling he chased any woman he saw. It was pointless getting her hopes up when she could already tell what would happen. And getting her heart broken again was not an option.
Back in Alabama, Anthony Reese sat in his motel room, on the phone with his wife. "Don't laugh at me. I'm gonna make you work all this extra weight off me because all I've been eating is fried chicken and fried collards, fried everything! I saw a man fry a Twinkie yesterday." He trailed off as she replied, his attention diverted to the TV. The anchorwoman on the nightly news was talking about the Oodie brothers. "They are traveling with a minor and a woman and are to be considered highly dangerous." The ATF agent briefly told his wife he'd have to call her back, shutting his cell phone as he stared at the TV. A smile spread across his face as he mentally planned a trip to see Millard in the morning.
"Well I'll be a motherfucker."