*Alice's P.O.V*
I knocked on the door of my old home. F.P. Jones opened the door. "Hello F.P., can I come in?" I asked.
"Of course," he said, opening the door wide enough for me to walk threw. I went inside.
"F.P., I need to talk to you," I said. He lead me to his living room and we sat down. I sighed. "A few months ago, I found out our son is alive. He works for the FBI. He contacted me to investigate the farm. I agreed to help him. So this howl time I was faking being a farmie to get information on them. And I think their selling farm girls to the sex trafficking ring. Now Polly was sent, and I'm scared that their going to do what they did to Betty to her and I don't know if I could handle that..."
F.P pulled me into a hug. He rubbed my back as I sobbed. "I've failed my daughters," I said.
"No you didn't fail your daughters," he said. He then cupped my chin and made me looked at him. I got lost in his beautiful eyes. I then kissed his soft lips. He kissed me back.
*Jughead's P.O.V*
We all stood around the table. "So the plan is Kevin and Reggie will go in and pretend to buy a service since they are the only ones of us that they won't recognize. Then they'll lead the girls out of the building and let the rest of us in. We'll free the girls, and that's when the police will come in and arrest the men. Got that?" I said. They all nod. We then went to the base. Kevin and Reggie went in and we waited.
After about ten minutes, they came out with two girls. We then snuck in. We snuck around. I saw a large bald man. "Customers are only allowed in he basement," he said. Before I could say anything, Archie called my name. "So your the famous Jughead."
"I didn't know you guys remembered every teenager you jumped," I said.
"We don't, but your girlfriend would always cry for you when we," I punched him in the face before he could finish that sentence. He fell to the ground. I kept kicking and punching him in the head. Archie eventually pulled me off, but it was too late. I had killed him.