When Sugar got the trailer park, she made straight for FP's place. However, the same black car that had taken her away just the day before sat out front. Sugar kept walking as though she had no intention of stopping. She watched Parker peak his head up and look dead at her. Sugar held her breath and then her hat as she kept walking. FP's bike wasn't even out front of the trailer, anyway. The only other place he could be was at the Whyte Wyrm.

Parker would probably follow her there or worse… FP would turn her back in. She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that was more than butterflies, but less than vomit. Sugar got the pressing feeling that she shouldn't go to the bar. Her feet, however, didn't stop moving.

Parker could just be trying to track her down by leading her to FP, but she couldn't get the accusation out of her head. If FP felt responsible for the accused past transgressions, Sugar had to know what exactly those mistakes were.

Then a soft putting of a motorcycle engine turned into a harsh grind. Sweet Pea came barreling out of their driveway, headed toward the North side. He made eye contact with Sugar before hitting his break. He stomped the kickstand and yanked his helmet off.

"What the fuck?!" He shouted as he stormed toward her.

"Stop," She held up her hands and looked over her shoulder. "Wait," She tried, again, when Sweet Pea didn't stop.

"What is this?" Sweet Pea barked pulling her discarded pregnancy test from his jacket pocket. He had taken the time to place in neatly in a Ziplock bag.

"Not here," Sugar flagged him off. "Please, Parker is back there and if he sees me-"

"I don't care!" He hollered shoving the test closer, then halted for a moment. He looked behind his sister to see a black vehicle flash its lights. "Who?" He seethed.

The engine of Parker's car started and slow tires crunched the gravel as he drew nearer.

"He's going to take me to The Sisters," Sugar panicked as she started to shake.

"Oh, shit," Sweet Pea did a double take at the car gaining on them. "Get on." He hurried for his motorcycle. Sugar grabbed for his discarded helmet as she hiked her dress up to swing her leg over the motorcycle.

Before she was fully prepared Sweet Pea took off. Sugar grabbed the back of his jacket with one hand and held onto the helmet with the other.

"Hang on," He warned her as he began to make tight turns.

Sugar leaned too far to the side and almost knocked them off balance. Her heart picked up as she wrapped her arms around Sweet Pea's midsection. He gave a heavy grunt when the helmet in her hand smacked his chest.

Sweet Pea bobbed and weaved through each hidden alleyway and trailer in his attempt to lose Parker. Finally, they made it back to exit of the trailer park and headed toward the North side. Sugar squeezed Sweet Pea and shut her eyes as they blew out into traffic.

"Oh Jesus," She groaned feeling that uncomfortable roil in her stomach. This wasn't the baby; this was the fear of death.

Sweet Pea swung an illegal U-turn then made a hard right down the first street he saw. Sugar finally gathered the strength to open her eyes and check behind them. Parker's black car was halted at the stop sign they'd run. She watched as his visual began to disappear behind the main street buildings.

"Where are we going?" Sugar shouted to Sweet Pea over the rushing air.

"Reggie's," He answered shortly.

"I can't go back there," She informed as Sweet Pea finally began to slow down. He pulled off into a parking lot and settled them between a set of trucks. Sweet Pea turned the key shutting the bike off and stamping his kickstand.

"What is going on?" Sweet Pea questioned as she climbed off the back.

"The whole truth?" Sugar wondered where to start.

"Everything," He commanded.

"I asked Fangs to get me a pregnancy test when he brought me home," She admitted.

"Fangs knows?" He barked at her.

"Sh," She quieted him. "I knew you were going to flip out, so I asked the one unconditionally supportive person that I know. Sue me, Sean."

Sweet Pea's nostrils flared, but he didn't reply. Instead, he raised a hand and beckoned her to continue talking.

"When I got to Reggie's, he acted like he'd known it for a long time."

"Reggie knows?" Sweet Pea sounded more hurt than angry this time.

"He guessed," Sugar corrected. "So, there was no point in lying. Then his mom came in screeching like a banshee and she kicked me out. She called the police, who called my caseworker and…" She stopped for a moment, unsure of how to break this news. There was no way she could tell her brother that their uncle had accused FP Jones of being his biological father. One thing the would domino the next and Sugar didn't want Sweet Pea to go through more than he had to. "It turns out that Parker is Penny's brother."

"What?" Every emotion on Sweet Pea's features dropped. His once tense body began to loosen up as his eyes began to flutter.

"Yeah, I guess he's been collecting payments from Penny, so he'll stay our caseworker and he's got all this money saved up for you."

"For me?" He challenged. "For us," He, then, corrected finally climbing off of his bike to face his sister.

"It might not be right now," Sugar started softly. "But I will be locked up at The Sisters of Quiet Mercy. There's no question. I can't go to school without getting caught, I can't stay in the trailer park, I can't stay on the North side, I-I'm finally out of options." Her eyes started to well as Sugar thought of the torture she had escaped before. It wouldn't be her first time with The Sisters, but this time it may be her last.

"No," Sweet Pea shook his head. "I'm not going to let that happen."

"There's nothing you can do, Sweet Pea." Sugar tried to convince him.

"How many times have you thought that? Who always pulls through?" He questioned.

"It's not the same this time," She argued.

"Stop it," He commanded. "We're not losing hope now. Not after all that we've been through." Sweet Pea opened his arms to her. When Sugar didn't immediately meet his request, he stepped closer. "Come on," He coaxed.

Sugar looked at him with that hopeless look on her face. Seeing the pain in his eyes, she realized that it wasn't just for her comfort. Sugar fell into Sweet Pea and wrapped her arms around him. He held her tighter than he ever had before.

After a few moments of silence, Sweet Pea took a heavy breath. "So, Reggie or Jughead?"

"What?" Sugar pushed away from him.

"I'm kidding," He chuckled. "I know it's Reggie."

"You fucker," She shoved him playfully this time and began to wipe the tears from her face.

"May I ask, what is with this dress?" He continued. "Yeesh."

"I want pants so bad," She admitted as Sweet Pea started to help her clean her face.

"Hey," He finally sobered. "I love you, dude."

"I love you, too," She swallowed. "I need you to do me a favor, though."

"Hmm?" Sweet Pea wondered looking around for Parker's car.

"I need you to take me to the Whyte Wyrm," Sugar informed.

"For what?" He dug.

"I need to talk to Jughead," She lied.

"Oh, yeah, right," Sweet Pea took a breath. "Get on."

Sweet Pea was careful not the same route back to the South side and Sugar kept a look out. When they pulled up to the Whyte Wyrm, it appeared that everyone had come out tonight.

"What's going on?" Sugar asked Sweet Pea.

"No idea," He admitted as they dismounted and headed for the entrance. Sugar opened the door and saw a crowd of Serpents. They were gathered around someone in the center. Sugar got immediate flashbacks of the days where Penny would gather the Ghoulies to torture her. She jocked back and knocked into Sweet Pea.

"It's okay," He soothed as they made their way through the crowd.

FP, Jughead and Betty took confrontational stances against Tall Boy.

"You haven't answered my son's question," FP reminded Tall Boy menacingly. "Why'd you do it?"

"What happened?" Sugar murmured to Sweet Pea.

"Took the head of the Pickens statue," Fangs answered startling her a little bit.

"Hey," She breathed realizing who it was and giving him a short hug.

"Where have you been?" He wondered, then gave her a once over. "What is this dress?"

Sweet Pea snickered behind her.

"'Cause I'm tired of seeing the Serpents goin' soft under your rule." Tall Boy admitted.

Soft? What did he want? Drugged out psychopaths like the Ghoulies?

"Then Hiram Lodge came by, wanting to stir up some trouble. He said if I took the head, he'd get McCoy and the cops to swarm all over us, 'cause some chaos." Tall Boy finished.

"So Hiram Lodge asked you to start a mutiny and you helped him, why?" Jughead interrogated like the true journalist he was.

"I figured it'd be my chance to get rid of you, sunshine," Tall Boy gave a twisted grin, then turned to FP. "And if I got rid of him, I could get rid of you, too, FP"

"And then, what, you'd become leader?" FP wondered staring him straight in the eyes.

"He and Penny," Jughead cut in.

"Penny? Is she here?" Sugar questioned looking over at Fangs.

"Don't worry," Fangs took Sugar by the hand.

"You're a Judas, Tall Boy, and an idiot." Jughead spat.

"You betrayed your own kind, Tall Boy," FP exclaimed. "You broke Serpent Law," His voice coated with disgust. "What should we do with this lowlife?" FP wondered.

"Strip him of his jacket," Jughead offered. "Exile him."

"All those in favor?" FP called to the crowd.

The crowd of riled Serpents began to sound off in agreement.

"Looks like this piece of trash and I got a long ride ahead of us," FP declared before taking Tall Boy by the collar and standing him up.

The crowd split to offer FP an easy route to the door. Everyone pushed Sugar, Sweet Pea and Fangs to the side. Even Sugar's truest attempt to get his attention would've fallen silent against the cheering crowd. She, then, watched as Jughead and Betty gave one another a satisfied look.

He said something to Betty that Sugar couldn't even begin to hear. She watched the grin spread across Betty's face before a certain sadness crossed her features; Heartbreak.

Jughead emanated pure triumph as FP exited the Whyte Wyrm with Tall Boy. Betty still looked up at the profile of Jug's face. Sugar watched the memories dance in Betty's eyes and felt a certain pang of guilt.

Jughead began to head for the door when he saw Sugar standing in the crowd.

"Sasha," He stopped and waved to get her attention.

Sugar stood still, but raised a tentative hand to wave back.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned pushing through the Serpents surrounding her.

"I just…" What, Sugar? She scolded herself. What did you want to say? This has been the craziest day of my life and even though I'm going to be carted off, I just thought you should know that I'm pregnant?

Sugar looked over at Betty who had followed Jughead. She looked between the two of them for a short moment as she made her decision.

"Sash-"

"I just came to say goodbye," She cut in.

"What?" Jughead questioned as every face who had heard her snapped in her direction.

"What did you say?" Sweet Pea followed up.

"I should have stayed away and now, I- just, things are going to be different." Sugar shrugged and took a breath. "I need some air," She quickly changed the subject and tried to move toward the door.

"Hang on," Fangs stopped her. "What are you talking about?"

"Let go," Sugar shrugged away from him and headed for the door. She could hear chasing footsteps, but didn't stop until she was outside. It had grown dark and the illuminated store front beamed into the blackness.

"You can't just say that you're not going to be around and walk away," Jughead called after her.

"I didn't think it was fair to break up with you in front of everyone," She turned back to face him.

"Break up with me? Again?" Jughead gave a sarcastic chuckle. "I think we've been over this."

"I'm serious this time," Sugar swallowed unable to make eye contact. "I think you should just take it for what it is and move on."

"I think you should tell me why you feel like this," He countered.

Sugar looked into Jughead's eyes and saw the empathy shining through. A genuine smile pulled at the corners of her lips. "You've always been too good for me, Jones."

"That's not a reason," Jughead argued. "Does this have anything to do with Reggie?"

"Why would ask me that?" She countered.

"I knew I should have said no," He scolded himself.

"This had nothing to do with Reggie," Sugar finally answered.

"Then what is it?" Jughead pressed.

"It's me, okay?" She finally snapped. "It's always been me. Did you think for a second that this was going to last a life time, Jughead? We're teenagers. This was going to last until you went to college and I went back to selling drugs. It's just better get it over with now."

"You still love Reggie," He surmised.

"No," She shook her head.

"Just tell me the truth," Jughead barked.

Sugar stalled for a moment before she saw Parker's black car pulling into the lot. Parker pulled up next to her and Jughead before rolling down his passenger side window.

"It's time to go, Sasha," Parker called to her.

"It's him," She breathed to Jughead before she turned to walk toward the car.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Jughead grabbed the back of her dress to stop her movement.

"Goodbye, Jughead," Sugar didn't face him, but the crack in her voice was enough. Jughead let his hand slip from the material of her outfit.

Sugar got into the passenger seat and shut the door behind her.

"At least tell me where you're going," Jughead ran for the open window.

Sugar turned her head away.

"Tell me and I'll find you," He promised as Parker began to roll forward. Jughead gave chase. "I'll find you," He repeated.

"Get away from the car!" Parker hollered at him before slamming on the pedal and sending the car flying out of the parking lot.