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Cindy wiped the tears from her eyes and quickly got up. She picked the gun up in her hands and placed it in the back of her waistband. She unlocked the door and opened it for Jimmy.

He gave her a quick nod before walking inside. He threw two coils of rope and several handkerchiefs on the ground. He wiped his forehead and deeply exhaled. "Ok, let's do this," he sadly said.

"Hang on," Cindy said while pulling him aside. She began to whisper. "I don't think we should do this."

Jimmy gave Cindy an odd look before whispering as well. "What are you talking about?"

"Let's not tie him up," she told him.

Jimmy laughed a little, not believing what he was hearing. "Are you insane? If we don't he'll just tell the cops where we are. We'll get picked up before we get halfway to Retroville."

Cindy's face hardened. "He believes us."

Jimmy stood in silence for a moment, studying Cindy. "What do you mean, he believes us?" he asked, whispering even more quietly.

"He believes that we're innocent."

Jimmy rubbed his chin and shook his head. "You, you told him what's going on?" he asked incredulously.

"Yeah, I did. So what?"

Jimmy threw his hands in the air. "So what? If he repeats that to the cops, Smithy and your mom will know our side of the story, what we'll say when we're caught. They'll twist around the evidence or something." He began pacing around in a tiny circle. After a moment he threw his hands up again. "I can't believe you told him!"

Now it was Cindy's turn to get angry. "I already told you he believes us!"

Jimmy shoved his face closer to hers. "And you believed that he believes us?"

Cindy took a moment to figure that out. "Of course I believe that he believes that I believe...wait...the point is he believes us!" she yelled out.

"I can't believe that you believe him!" Jimmy shouted again.

"I can't believe that you don't believe me!" Cindyt screamed.

I can't believe I'm stuck with these two," Bill thought as he stared at the two arguing kids.

Jimmy took a deep breath and stared at her. "You really think that he believes us? Thinks that we're innocent?"

Cindy's eyes turned from angry to pleading. "You don't have to believe him. Trust me."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry. I forgot how good you are with knowing when people are lying. Like the time that you helped Eustace? And then helped him again!"

Cindy's eyes hardened again. "Oh, just throw that in my face! I was young then!"

"It was five weeks ago!" Jimmy shouted.

"What about the time that I told you to trust me in that whole gameshow thing with Meldar? I was right then, wasn't I?" Cindy asked.

Jimmy rubbed his aching head. "Cindy, how do you know this guy isn't just lying to get out of this alive? The second we leave he's going straight to the cops!"

"You don't know that!" Cindy angrily told him.

"Well you don't know that he won't!" Jimmy shouted at her.

The two kids stared in each other's eyes for a moment. There wasn't a flicker of romance this time, though. Finally, Jimmy broke away.

"If he really does believe us, he'll understand why we have to tie him up. If he doesn't, we've done the right thing to protect ourselves," Jimmy sternly explained to her.

Cindy sighed. She knew there was no way she was changing his mind. "Alright," she furiously whispered. "I'll do it."

Jimmy nodded. "Good." He stared down at Cindy's waist. "I'd like my guns back, please."

Cindy pulled one out of her pocket. "You get one," she said while handing one over.

"Then give me the extra clip of ammo," Jimmy instructed her. Cindy continued glaring at him as she pulled it out of her backpack. She shoved it into his chest.

"Here," she said while zipping up her backpack.

Jimmy fingered it a moment before shoving it in his front pocket. He stepped away from Cindy and aimed the gun at Bill. "The tape recorder."

Bill reached into his pocket and pulled out the recorder. Jimmy walked over and snatched it out of his hands. He rewinded the tape and pressed the play button. He gave a satisfied nod when he was convinced he hadn't recorded his argment with Cindy.

Cindy zipped up her own backpack and walked over to Bill. "Wait outside," Cindy told him. Jimmy didn't move. "You can check when I'm done. I'll do it." After a moment of hesitation, Jimmy sighed and heade outside the door.

"Sorry, Bill," Cindy said as she tied several handkerchiefs around his mouth. He didn't resist. "He's a good guy. Really. But I guess I'm...rubbing off on him." She flipped some hair out of her eyes as she opened her palm.

"Don't break out of the ropes until it's been five minutes. Jimmy and I will be gone them," she said while placing a sharp piece of glass in his hand. He closed his fist around it. She had accidentally smashed a glass bottle in her backpack earlier when she hit it against a wall. She had just fished it out while finding the extra clip of ammo.

"He's only doing this to protect me. I'm sorry," she said while binding his wrists together, making sure the ropes were in easy reach of his palm. She then did his ankles.

"See ya," she said while getting up and throwing the backpack over her shoulder. As she opened the door Jimmy poked his head inside to make sure Bill was tied up.

"Ready?" she asked Jimmy.

Jimmy nodded, still staring at Billy. "I'll meet you outside. I have to pick up a few supplies here."

Cindy nodded her head and headed to the front entrance. Jimmy continued staring at Bill a moment longer before locking the handle and angrily slammed the door shut. He silently cursed himself as he headed outside.