Thank you all for your support! It's giving me confidence to keep going :) I also had to re-watch some episodes haha


Day Two: Morning

Tara had slept awful. She had avoided Bobby all night, and now she was wondering how she could avoid him all day. She knew he wanted to talk. She wasn't sure she wanted to. She was frankly a bit angry at Lucy for putting them in this position.

"Just talk," Lucy said, noticing Tara's hesitation to leave the bedroom. "It won't kill you."

"You've just opened a can of worms that we've...well...put a lid on," Tara said to her.

"Yea, a can of worms you two didn't sort through first," Lucy pointed out. "You guys have to talk. I'm just helping."

"Hrmph," Tara responded. She didn't know what else to say.

"You can't hide forever!" Lucy sang as she walked out. Sue had already left. Tara stood there unsure of what to do. In the end, the decision was made for her.

"Knock, knock," Bobby said, coming inside. "Look, Tara..."

"I know, I know," she said. "We need to talk."

"Yea. What Lucy did was sneaky and a bit harsh, but it's good too. We can talk about...before."

"What is there to talk about? You said you loved Darcy..."

"Yea, and then she left me and things with us kind of got...left hanging," Bobby trailed off, scratching his head.

"Because Stanley came back," Tara finished.

"Yea. That," he said. "I had heard...you know..."

"We broke up, yes," Tara confirmed.

"So," Bobby started. "So, what if we...you know...pick up where we left off? What do you think?"

"I think we should, um, just play our characters for now and see what happens," Tara said slowly. "Is that all right with you?"

"Yea," Bobby agreed. "Yea, that sounds great. I just didn't want you to feel any pressure...or anything."

"I agree!" Tara said quickly. "I didn't want that either...for you, I mean."

"So we're good?" he asked, tilting his head in that adorable way she couldn't resist.

"Yes, we're good," she smiled. He smiled back and left her standing there thinking.

Downstairs

"How'd it go?" Jack whispered to Bobby, who had just come back.

"Great! It went great," Bobby answered. "We're just going to, uh, play our characters and see where it goes."

"That's great," Jack grinned. "Glad to hear."

"Now, what about you and Sue?" Bobby asked.

"You heard Lucy. We're two best friends who don't want a relationship. Simple as that," Jack replied.

"Really," Bobby said. "It's that simple..."

"Shh here she comes!" Jack hissed, waving his hand to stop Bobby from talking.

"You two look suspicious," Sue said, coming up beside them. "You're not talking about me are you?"

"N-no not at all," Jack said hurriedly, giving a Bobby a look before he could rebut.

"Good. Jack, D wants to see you," Sue informed him before walking to join Lucy at the counter.

"You guys have to do something..." Bobby started

"Stop it," Jack warned.

"Seriously though..."

"Enough," Jack said sternly.

"You are both so obvious..."

"Bobby, please," Jack pleaded. "Just drop it for now, ok?"

"All right, all right. This isn't over," Bobby threatened before Jack scurried away.

"What's up, D?" Jack asked when he reached him.

"You and I are going to look at some cars," D said, grinning.

"Seriously? Sweet!" Jack exclaimed excitedly.

"As part of our cover," Dimitrius finished. "Don't get too excited." Who was he kidding? He was just as thrilled to use his cover as an excuse to look at some old classics. There just happened to be a show by the waterfront today.

"Right, right," Jack said, becoming serious. "We should go through our photos again to help us locate them in the crowds."

"Good idea," D agreed. They sat down to start going through the file again.

"Can I tag along?" Myles asked. "I'd like a break from the constant ribbing today if that's all right."

"Sure, Myles," D said. "But don't forget your binoculars."

"There are no birds in town," Myles scoffed. "I'm not doing that."

"You better play the part, Myles," Jack said with a smile. "Lucy might make it worse if you don't."

"Fine," Myles growled.

"Myles!" Lucy called. "I forgot to give you your bird shirt last night."

"My what?" Myles asked, dismayed.

"Yea! Here," Lucy said, coming over to give it to him. Sue was covering her mouth to hide her laughter in the background with Tara. "It matches the color of your eyes."

"It's hideous," Myles complained. "I'm not wearing it."

"Myles..." Lucy said in a way of warning. He clenched his jaw and snatched it from her. She smiled at him and went upstairs. Myles went to change.

"Me and the boys are gonna go try and set up some bugs on the island," John said, entering from outside. Billy and Charlie were still out there bickering over a deck of cards.

"Good thinking," Jack said.

"We'll play the 'we got lost' card if we get caught," John promised. "But I doubt we will."

"What are you doing today?" Jack asked Bobby.

"I'm chaperoning the girls," he said. "They want to buy some groceries and other girly stuff until they've got some work to do."

"Yea, so if anyone wants anything in particular, put it on the list," Lucy said, coming back downstairs. "Otherwise you get what you get."

John sprang into action. He didn't want that.

"Girly stuff?" Tara asked Bobby, raising a brow at him.

"You know...clothes and such," Bobby answered.

"Last time I checked, boys wear clothes too," Tara said.

"Ha! Good one, Tara," John called over his shoulder.

"You know what I meant," Bobby said a little defensively.

"Stop digging your grave, Bobby," Jack said, laughing. "You're only making it deeper the more you talk."

"Oho!" Bobby hooted, catching sight of Myles and changing the subject. "What happened to you?"

"Lucy happened to me, that's what," Myles answered irritably. John whistled in admiration.

"Good on you going in public like that," he said. Myles just put on his shades, ignoring him.

"We're ready," D said. "We'll be back sometime in the afternoon."

"Have fun!" Lucy called, waving at Myles. He ignored her too.

"Where did you get that shirt?" Bobby asked her, laughing.

"I found it in my stuff at home," Lucy said. "I think it was my grandfather's lucky shirt..."

"Even better," John smirked. "Okay, we're off too. See y'all later!"

"Good luck," Sue said. He just winked in return. She watched him collar her brothers and haul them off.

Afternoon: Jack, Myles, and Dimitrius

"Ooohh this one is so cool!" Jack exclaimed, leaning over to read the description on the windshield. D leaned in as well, just as excited. Myles stood there indifferent. He was trying to ignore all the mocking stares he was getting.

"We should really do some work, guys," he said after listening to them oohing and aahing long enough.

"Yes, Mother," Jack said as seriously as he could.

"This isn't a vacation," Myles scolded. "Or have you forgotten that?"

"We haven't," D answered for Jack. "We just got a little distracted. Okay, do we see any of our suspects?"

"Not yet," Myles said.

"Let's sit for a bit," Jack suggested, gesturing to a picnic table. The beach was busy with people everywhere. Myles spied the same girls from yesterday.

"Hey, look," he said, pointing them out. "Those are the girls our guys were looking at yesterday."

"So maybe they're here somewhere too," Jack said, nodding. They kept searching. Myles spied the younger blonde guy hidden in the shadows on his cell phone.

"Found one," he said. D borrowed his binoculars.

"That's him all right," he confirmed, looking at the photo again Bobby had taken of him.

"Keep an eye on him," Jack said. He was feeling anxious again. He just hoped nothing would happen to these girls on his watch.

Afternoon: John, Billy, and Charlie

"Would you two knock it off!" John shouted at his brothers, who were still bickering. "Charlie, just say he won, okay?"

"No way! He cheated!"

"You can't cheat at Crazy Eights!" Billy argued back.

"If you could, you would," Charlie snapped.

"AAAAHHHHH!" John exclaimed. "Seriously! You both sound like five year olds. Stop it! Or I'll make you both swim home." That stopped the arguing very quickly.

"Thank you," John said. "Now, we need to be quick and accurate. Put on your big boy pants and let's do this already."

"Gee, John, thanks for the confidence boost," Billy commented.

"Shut up and do it," John ordered. They approached the island cautiously from the backside. They had gone all the way around and discovered there was only one cottage on it.

"I'll keep doing laps like I'm fishing until I see you give the signal," John instructed.

"Why can't you do this and we drive the boat?" Charlie asked.

"Because I'm older and I said so. Now, get!" John urged. They hopped out onto the shoreline. John pulled away and started fishing. He hoped there were no cameras on the island.

"Let's go," Billy said, pulling his balaclava over his face. Charlie followed suit. They hurried quietly along a trail, placing listening bugs on random trees out of sight. Charlie installed a very small hidden camera as well. When they came upon the cottage, they crouched down low.

"You do it," Charlie whispered. "You're better."

"Ugh, fine," Billy sighed. He crept closer, inching along the back wall of the cottage. They heard a door slam. Charlie's heart almost jumped out of his chest. Billy dropped and rolled under the cottage quickly. Charlie also plopped onto his stomach, hidden under the brush. He turned on his recorder to catch the conversation by the suspect who appeared.

"Yea, yea, I hear you!" the guy was saying into his phone. "Just get it done, all right? We're running out of time. No, I don't care. Just pick one or two and get on with it! Our deadline is in three days." The guy was listening for a while. "Jessie, I don't care! Just do it!" He hung up the phone roughly and growled in frustration.

"Yimmy!" a voice called. "Was that Yessie?"

"For Pete's sake, it's Jimmy and Jessie! You're not Italian! I seriously regret letting you watch The Whole Ten Yards now," Jimmy was grumbling. Another guy popped his head out the top window.

"But it's fun!" he called. "Lighten up, man. This will be over soon."

"Not soon enough," Jimmy muttered, lighting a cigarette. Billy was praying he would go back inside. There was a dock spider inches from his nose coming his way. He hated spiders.

"Come on back inside," the other man called. "We've got some organizing to do." Jimmy gave a few final puffs before putting out his cigarette and going inside. Billy waited for the door to slam again before he rolled out, furiously batting at his face. Charlie stopped his recorder, watching Billy curiously. Billy placed more bugs under the cottage and under the deck boards. He wouldn't be able to get inside today. This would have to do. He hurried back to where Charlie was hiding, and they both split.

"What was with the self beating?" Charlie asked.

"Spider," Billy shuddered violently. They continued in silence. They reached their pick up spot and texted John. Within moments, John was there.

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"Good. I got a recording of two of them," Charlie said.

"Excellent. Billy, why so green?"

"No reason," Billy mumbled. He was trying hard to think about anything else.

"Homeward bound then," John said. "Good job, guys."