Part: 3 of 18
Brian's POV
It's been a week since I've seen Vince. Sean and I have been working out the rout that Vince is going to take to get out of the U.S. The way we have it set up so far is he's going to take a semi truck to Texas and then the second trucker is going to pick him up at another rest stop. That truck driver is going to take him to New York where he's going to catch a boat and go to Italy. On the boat there's going to be someone who's going to ride with Vince. They're going to make sure that he gets there and to give him his new papers. Now the good part is there are no cops on duty from midnight to 5:30 the next morning, so that's when we're going to make the switch. What I'll do is while Vince is getting dressed I'll be stuffing the bed with pillows. That way when the cops check in on him the next morning they won't wonder why there's nothing in the bed. And by the next morning Vince should be a long ways from here. The whole trip is going to take about seven days to get there. I asked Tanner if they had a camera in Vince's room and he said no all they had was a tape recorder. So what I'm going to do is tape my own breathing and then have the tape run over and over again. The only bad part is I have to figure out what I'm going to wear so the hospital cameras don't get a good look at me otherwise they're going to know something's up. Even though we're supposed to be brothers, it'll look weird that I'm all of a sudden coming to see him again and at night on top of that. My plan is to be at the hospital on the 17th at 11:30 sharp that way as soon as the cops leave I can get into the room. Oh yeah about the handcuffing I talked to Tanner. He said that they put the key so Vince can get to it at night in case he needs to go to the bathroom but during the day the cops have the key. It's to try and keep Vince from escaping since during the day they have the door opened and to keep the nurses from getting hurt by Vince. The bad part for Vince is he's cuffed 24/7, but the door to his room locks from the outside at night and he doesn't have a window so they don't have to worry about that. The bad part for them is I've learned how to pick locks over the years and I know how exactly I'm going to pick the lock on his door. After we leave the hospital I have to try and drive like normal which might be a little hard since one I have a need for speed, and two I don't want anyone to see us or a hospital camera to get the license plate number. Once we're on the road I'm going to call Sean and let him know that we're on our way. But I'm going to stop at a pay phone to call that way it can't be traced back to me.
TWO
DAYS BEFORE BREAK OUT
I just got back from the hospital where I
told Vince the plan. Now all I have to do is hope no one sees me and
wonders why I'm visiting my 'brother' at night after visiting
hours. I'm still going to make sure that no one sees who I really
am. I just don't want someone to figure out what's going on.
OCTOBER 17th and 18th
THE HOSPITAL
Brian had gotten to the hospital at exactly 11:30. He was just passing Vince's room when the cops were leaving it. The reason that they didn't recognize him was because of his hair color and he was wearing a coat with the collar pulled up since it was cold outside. After Brian was sure the cops weren't going to come back he started picking the lock. After Brian got into the room he went over to Vince to wake him up, but he found out that Vince wasn't really sleeping just acting like it. While Brain was setting up the tape, Vince went and dressed in some clothes that Brian had gotten for him. After Brian was done with putting the pillows under the covers and Vince was ready to go they left. Since Brian knew that the cameras couldn't see anything that was right against the wall, that's where he had Vince walk. The only problem that they had was making sure that Vince's shadow couldn't be picked up by the hospital cameras.
"By the way all that stuff I said in the hospital when you first came to visit was because of the drugs. It was nothing else," Vince said.
"Fine. Just be quite so the cameras don't pick up your voice," Brian whispered to Vince when they got to the hospital parking lot.
Once they were in the car, they left the hospital. Brian had to make sure that he didn't speed and that he didn't run lights.
"What are you stopping for," Vince asked noticing that they were pulling into a gas station.
"I need to make a call to someone. It'll only take a second," Brain said and got out of the car.
It took them a little less then an hour to get to the rest stop where the first trucker and Sean were meeting them.
"So you must be Vince," Sean said sticking his hand out.
"Yeah what's it to you," Vince asked not shaking Sean's hand.
"Nothing man," Sean said holding up his hands in defeat.
"So we all set to go," Brian asked.
"Yeah do you want to run through the plan," Sean asked.
"Sure," Brian said.
"If you tell me that this plan includes riding in a semi then I'm gone," Vince said noticing the semi behind Brian.
"Well that's the way you're getting out. And before you leave hear me out," Brian said seeing that Vince was about to leave.
"And why would I want to listen to you," Vince asked.
"Because without me they'll catch you and you'll go to jail before you can say thank you," Brian said.
"I think I can get myself out of here," Vince said.
"You think you can get out of the states without any help," Brian asked.
"Yeah. And moron with a brain could do it," Vince said.
"Fine go ahead and try it," Brian said starting to leave.
Just as Vince was about to turn around, Brian who had his back to Vince turned back around and punched Vince on the side of the head. Vince would have reacted, but he was knocked out cold. Usually it would have taken more then one punch to take Vince down. Brian who had a lot of anger building up inside him from the past year and brass knuckles he'd put on after turning his back to Vince had did the job. Usually Brian wasn't a fighter, he'd rather take it to the streets, but Vince pushed the right button to set Brian off.
"Are you just going to stand there or help," Brian asked pissed at Sean.
"Fine. Now how are we going to do it? The plan involved Vince actually being awake," Sean said coming over to help Brian.
"Don't worry. By time the trucker gets to Texas Vince should be waking up," Brian said.
"So we're going to just throw him in here and hope," Sean asked.
"Yeah. Now on the count of three we lift," Brian said.
"Ok," Sean said getting ready to lift.
"One…Two…Three," Brian said and they lifted Vince up onto the back of the truck.
"So what now," Sean asked.
"We're going to put him so he won't get hurt if the truck has to make a sudden stop,"
Brian said.
"And how do you know for sure that he's going to wake up before they get to Texas," Sean asked.
"Well with the constant moving he should wake up before they get there. He might be a little sick, but he should be up," Brian said.
"Ok," Sean said.
"Help me put him between these two boxes," Brian said.
After they got him placed Brian got out of the truck to talk to the driver.
"You got his extra stuff," Sean asked from the back of the truck.
"Yeah right here," Brian said handing the bag up to Sean.
"Ok I think he's ready to go," Sean said getting out of the back of the truck.
"Here is your thousand and the rest will be wired into your account once we get word that he's on his way to New York," Brian said.
"Don't worry I'll make sure to let you know," Steve the trucker said.
"See you later man," Sean said.
"See you both later," Steve said and jumped into the truck.
After he was out of sight Sean hopped into his car and left to go home since it was already one in the morning while Brian stayed for a little bit and then finally left too.
Steve was starting to wonder if Vince would be awake by the time they got to Texas. The last time he'd checked Vince was still out like a light, but that had been only five hours into their trip. So that still left Vince twenty six hours to wake up.
Oh why does my head feel like it's on fire? Wait why am I moving? Vince wondered
No fucking way did he do what I think he did. Wait, yes he did. That little bastard! Vince thought trying to figure out where exactly he was.
That's when Vince realized they were starting to slow down. Vince who was trying to stand up at that moment wasn't ready when the truck came to a complete stop throwing him to the back of the truck. He knocked his head on the wall knocking him out again. The way he laid made him look like a drunk who'd just passed out. Both his arms were to his sides, his legs were sprawled out and his head was on his chest.
Vince didn't know how long he'd been unconscious but he did know that there were voices coming from outside the truck.
"So he's in there," One voice asked.
"Yeah but just to warn you he might still be unconscious Dick." Voice number two said.
"That's fine we can handle it Steve," Dick said.
"Can we just get it and get going," Voice number three said.
"Yes Charley," Dick said.
What is going on? Vince thought to himself
Before Vince knew it the back of the truck was opening up to reveal three men. One of the men was the one Vince had seen back at the rest stop and the other two he figured were Dick and Charley.
"Get your stuff so we can be on our way," one man spoke up.
"And why would I want to go with you," Vince asked.
"Because we're the ones that are taking you into New York. Now come on. You need to call your pal so Steve can get the rest of his money from him," Dick said.
"He's not my pal. And how do I know that you're not going to turn me into the cops once I step out of here," Vince asked.
"Here talk to your what ever he is and see for yourself," Dick said handing Vince the cell phone.
"Just hit talk," Dick said when Vince just looked at it because he didn't realize that they'd already dialed the number.
So Vince did push the talk button after he finally found it. It took a little bit of time since he didn't see that it was lit up.
Ring, Ring, Ring
"Hello," Brian asked.
"So is that your plan? I just get passed from one person to another two," Vince asked.
"Who is this and what are you talking about," Brian asked.
"It's Vince and I'm talking about the two men that are here waiting for me," Vince said.
"Wait, you're already in New York," Brian asked a little confused since it was only three there and he'd just been woken up.
"No I'm in Texas. Is this some kind of setup, O'Connor," Vince asked.
"No! I wouldn't do that," Brian said.
"Sure whatever. So you just want me to go with them," Vince asked.
"Yeah that's the plan." Brian said.
"And how do I know that as soon as I get into New York I'm not going to be arrested by your buddies," Vince asked.
"You don't. You're just going to have to trust me," Brian and hung up before Vince could say anything else.
"So are you going to come with us or are you going to run back to your boyfriend," Dick asked.
"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND YOU SON OF A BITCH," Vince yelled jumping out of the truck because he was going to beat the guy's face in. He got one punch, but before he could get the second Charley came up behind him and slammed a metal baseball bat over Vince's head which took him down.
"Charley get the bag while Steve and I throw him into the back of the truck," Dick said.
"Ok," Charley said getting into the truck to get the bag.
After Steve and Dick threw Vince into the back of the truck they were off.
Ring, Ring, Ring
"Hello," the man asked
"Everything is right on track. See you later," Steve said and hung up the phone before the other man could reply.
The next time Vince woke up he was getting blinded by bright lights. At first he thought that he might be dreaming then he realized that it was Dick and Charley standing at the end of the truck and the bright lights was the sun.
"Look who's finally waking up. Do you want food," Charley asked.
"No. Where are we," Vince asked hating the feeling of being captured.
"We're about four hours outside of New York. I'll ask one more time, do you want food," Dick asked.
"No," Vince said and with that he found the back of the truck shut again.
While Dick and Charley were inside eating Vince felt around for the bag that he'd seen with him back in Texas. He finally found it sitting on the side of the truck. After he sat back down he opened it up to see if he could find a lighter or something so he could see what was in the bag. Just as Vince was about to give up, his hand hit something small. He pulled it out and felt that it was a box of matches. Then Vince pulled out the envelope that he'd felt on the top of the bag when he opened it. After he got the letter out of the envelope he let a match and started to read the letter, which read…
Dear Vince,
Since I know you never said it, you're welcome. If you're wondering why I did it, it's because you and the team are family. And family should never be split up no matter what.
When you get into New York look for John Weed. He shouldn't be too hard to spot. Just look for a person standing by the tree by the dock. He'll be smoking a pipe or regular cig.
Well good luck.
Brian
Before Vince had time to think about what Brian said the back of the truck was opened and a sandwich was thrown in. After the back was closed Vince let another match since the first went out. After he found the sandwich he sat down and started eating it.
Vince's POV
What did O'Connor mean by family should stick together? None of us are family except Dom and Mia. We don't even think of each other as family. Yeah we have each other's backs but when one gets into trouble the others bail. That's what they did to mean and that's what we do.
Just because Dom helped me out before I joined the team doesn't mean that we're family. If we were family shouldn't they have stayed and helped me out?
No you know it was too dangerous for them to. You know Dom wanted to help you, but he couldn't risk Mia getting caught too.
He could too have risked getting caught. He didn't have to go.
Great I'm arguing with myself and loosing.
After about an hour of trying to win against himself Vince fell back to sleep.
The next thing Vince knew he was being slammed into the back of the truck. When he opened his eyes he realized that Dick or Charley had put on the brakes really hard. What Vince didn't realize was there were voices coming from the back of the truck.
"So you really have that fellow in the back," one voice asked.
"Sure do. Don't we Charley," Dick asked.
"Yes we do Dick," Charley said.
Vince who realized that they were talking about him started to get pissed that Brian had ended up setting him up.
"Well if you have him, then why don't you show me," the voice asked.
"Fine Tom if you must really see a dead body then come on." Charley said.
Wait they said dead body. What do they want me to do play dead? Vince though to himself.
Vince was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the back of the truck was opening up. He just had enough time to get on the ground and close his eyes.
"Hey Vince. Come on it's time to go," Dick whispered.
Vince opened his eyes a crack and noticed that Dick was the only one standing there.
"What's going on," Vince whispered back.
"We're getting you out of here, come on," Dick said grabbing the bag that had slid to the back of the truck.
Not sure what was going on Vince got up and started to walk towards Dick ready to be grabbed by Charley or Tom at anytime. When he got there and noticed that Charley and Tom were looking at in another truck. So Vince got out and headed to the side of the truck where Dick was pulling him to while making sure that Charley kept Tom looking the other way.
"Ok see the guy by the tree smoking the cig," Dick asked,
"Yeah," Vince said looking at the guy.
"That's John who's getting you out of here. As soon as I let you go, go to him and he'll
tell you what you need to know. Don't turn around and don't draw attention to yourself. Because if Tom sees you, you're busted. Now get," Dick said releasing Vince.
As soon as his arm was free Vince took his bag and left for the tree.
"So you must be Vince. The name's John," John said coming over to Vince to shake hands.
"Yeah. So what's the plan now," Vince said shaking John's hand.
"I'll get you onto the cruise ship and then we'll be off," John said.
"We," Vince asked.
"Yeah I'm going with you to make sure that Tom doesn't follow you onto the boat. You'll be the luckiest guy in the world if he doesn't get you. Damn good cop when he wants to be. Heard lately that he's been working for some guy named Sean. Since they have a 200,000 dollar fee for the arrest or body of you, he's been in with Sean. Got caught myself once by him. Only spent the night because I had info. on the guy he was looking for. Thing is he never got the guy. Now he's after me all the time. That's why this time around the cruise ship I have to be on a ship for singles. He won't think of it because I'm married, or that's what he thinks. I haven't been since I was 25. Left me for a cop. Just wear the ring to keep him off my tracks," John said.
"And why are you telling me all of this," Vince asked upset that it could still be a set up.
"So if any single girl comes up to you and wonders why we're always together. You can tell her that I'm your brother-in-law who is trying to find you a woman. Your sister made me come to help you find a girl. Oh your room key can be used as a credit card. Go ahead and go wild since I'm not the one paying the bill," John said.
"Ok," Vince said.
"Well we better get going that was the call for the ship and it doesn't look like Charley can hold Tom off any longer," John said picking up his own bag while handing Vince a fake passport to get on the ship.
It wasn't long after they got settled into their rooms that the boat left the dock. Once John got to Vince's room he sat him down to go over the plan.
"Ok here's how it's going to work. When we get into France you're going to get off with your papers and the information that I have. Once you get off the boat there will be someone waiting for you in a black Mustang just inside the boarder of France. He'll take you to Italy, but from there you're on your own," John said.
"Ok," Vince said.
"Well I'm going to go try to find me a girl. See you later. Have fun since we'll be on the boat for three days," John said and walked out of Vince's room.
Once Vince was sure that John wasn't going to come back, he picked up the phone and called Brian.
"Hello," Brian asked sounding like he just got woken up.
"It's Vince. Just to let you know you almost got me put into jail. It's a good thing I had the head's up from John," Vince said.
"Wait, what are you talking about," Brian asked.
"You know what I'm talking about," Vince said.
"No I don't otherwise I wouldn't be asking," Brian said.
"I'm talking about the fact that your friend Sean is after the money they have over me," Vince said and hung up the phone.
After that Vince decided that since it was already 7:30 he'd go see what they were serving for supper.
When he got there, there was already a lot of people in line. As Vince was walking to the back of the line he looked to see what all they had to eat.
There were five different buffets set up and a bar. One had all different kinds of fish, crab and lobster. The second one had chicken, steak, ham, roast and different kinds of meats. The third was deserts. The fourth side dishes and the fifth salad.
Once Vince got up to the line all he did was give the woman his room key and name. Then he had to wait to be seated, after he was he got up to get his food and go to the bar for a drink.
One hour, three plats, two deserts and three beers later Vince was ready to call it a night.
As he was going to the room he bumped into John and some girl heading back to his room. Once Vince got into his room he crashed on the bed and was out in minutes.
The next morning when Vince woke up he didn't feel so good. He figured that it was just from eating so much. He barley made it to the bathroom on time before he got sick. He figured that it would pass as the day went on.
By supper time that night he knew that it had to be sea sickness. He hadn't felt good at all that day. So Vince went to bed hungry since he didn't eat at all because he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle food.
By the second night John was dragging him to see the ship doctor.
"I don't need a doctor," Vince had tried to tell John before he had to rush to the bathroom to get sick.
"Yes you do. Don't worry he'll just give you a patch to wear and you'll be better by this time tomorrow," John said
"Wait I thought that we were going to be there tomorrow," Vince said.
"We'll be at 10 Thursday morning. We should have been there tomorrow, but with the weather we have to dock here the rest of the night," John said
"We're docked," Vince said not even realizing it.
"Yes now come on. If I don't get you to the doctor soon Jen's going to have my head for not taking my little bro to get help," John said helping Vince off the floor of the bathroom since he was so weak from fluid lost and not eating for two days.
"I'll ask later," Vince said just trying not to get sick.
"So what seems to be the problem," the doctor asked.
"It's nothing. Just food poising," Vince said trying to leave.
"What was the last thing you ate," the doctor asked.
"Chicken, steak, chocolate and pumpkin pie, potato and salad. What's this got to do with anything," Vince asked ready to leave
"I'm trying to determine if it's food poising or sea sickness," Jake the doctor said.
"How can you tell," John asked.
"Well by seeing what he's ate tells me if he's actually got food poising," Jake said.
"How," John asked.
"Well I see what he thinks he might have gotten sick from and then see if anyone else has from that. I can say he only has sea sickness. Here I want you to take these pills tonight and tomorrow. Don't take them after that. If you're not better by Thursday then come and see me again," Jake said handing Vince the pills.
"Does he need to eat before taking them," John asked
"No but I suggest that he rest after he takes them. Then tomorrow have him eat breakfast.
"So are you his friend," Jake asked.
"No I'm his brother," John said.
"Oh I see. How would you like to pay for this," Jake asked.
"Can I put it on the card?" John asked
"Your room card," Jake asked.
"Yes," John said.
"Yes you may," Jake said taking John's room key.
"Thank you," John said after he got his room key back.
"You're welcome. Now I'll see you both latter," Jake said helping John get Vince off the table where he'd started to fall asleep before he had to get sick in the garbage can by the table.
"Ok," John said while Vince and he headed to the door.
Once John got Vince back to his room he got him to take the pills without choking. After that Vince crashed on his bed in the same clothes he's been wearing since yesterday morning when he'd changed from the others he'd worn on his trip from the hospital.
After John was sure that Vince was going to stay asleep he left to go find Jen.
By the time Vince woke up the next morning he was feeling better then the night before.. After he showered and changed he called room service to get some breakfast because he wasn't feeling up to going down to the buffet. Not five minutes after Vince placed the call, there was a knock at the door.
"Who's there," Vince asked walking to the door.
"It's John," John said.
Not that Vince didn't trust John, he just wanted to make sure it was really him. That's why as soon as he got to the door he looked out the peep hole. When he saw that it was in fact John he unlocked the door and opened it.
"Feeling better," John asked
"Yes actually I am," Vince said.
"Well that's good. So want to join me for breakfast," John asked.
"No I ordered food. I'm still weak from not eating and loosing water. But where's Jen? I figured that you two would be eating together," Vince said.
"She thinks that I need to spend time with my brother," John said.
"Well you could always tell her that I'm feeling better. Or you could just wait until I get off tomorrow and then say that I met someone in Italy and hit it off. So I decided that I would stay and then fly back when I'm ready. What happened to telling her that I've your brother in-law," Vince asked.
"Yeah I could, but I'm not going to. It just wasn't meant to be. Well if you're going to eat by yourself then I'm going to go to the buffet. I liked her and I lost my ring so I couldn't use that excuse anymore," John said standing up.
"If you want to join me you can. I think I over did the food a little," Vince said when there was a knock at the door.
"What do you mean," John asked.
"You'll see," Vince said going to open the door.
As Vince was walking to the door John noticed how weak he seemed to be. After Vince gave the bellhop his key card he brought the food into the room.
"Hungry," John asked
"No, but I didn't realize until after I put the order in that it was for two people. So would you like some," Vince asked
"Are you sure? I would hate to take your food. Besides I think that you need it more then I do," John said.
"All I need is a plate. If I have two then I'll be sick again. And I really don't want to be sick again," Vince said.
"Fine you twisted my arm enough that I'll have the other plate," John said and sat down to eat.
"Not again," Vince said covering his mouth with his hand and running to the bathroom.
John would have asked what was wrong, but before he could get the words out of his mouth he heard Vince throwing up.
"I thought you were feeling better," John said coming into the bathroom and handing Vince a glass of water.
"I was until now," Vince said taking the water.
"Did you take your other two pills," John asked.
"No I didn't know I was supposed to," Vince said.
"Well the doctor told you to take them last night and today. Then if you weren't feeling better by tomorrow then to come back," John said.
"If you didn't notice I was a little out of it last night," Vince said.
"I did. No wonder you got sick," John said handing Vince the pills and the glass of water after he refilled it.
"And why is it no wonder that I got sick," Vince asked after he took the pills.
"It says to take before you eat or one hour after," John said.
"Like anyone ever reads the labels," Vince said.
"I do," John said.
"You would," Vince mumbled to himself.
"What?" John asked.
"Nothing," Vince said.
"Well if you're all right now then I'm going to go get a drink and make a call to make sure everything's ready for tomorrow," John said getting ready to leave.
"Wait I'll come grab a drink too," Vince said getting off the floor where he's been sitting.
"Sorry can't drink until tomorrow," John said.
"And why is that," Vince asked through gritted teeth.
"Because you just took medicine. And you don't mix drugs and medicine together," John said.
"Damn it! I've been sick for the last two days and all I want is a drink," Vince said upset that he couldn't drink. He turned around and hit the wall really hard.
"Fu," Vince said holding his hand that he'd just punched threw the wall.
"Hurt a bit," John asked.
"Yeah considering that, that was the arm that almost got ripped off," Vince said through gritted teeth.
"Forgot about that. Come on looks like you need a doctor again," John said.
"No I don't. It's just a little bruised but it'll be fine," Vince said still holding his arm.
"Well you're bleeding," John said pointing to cast Vince's arm.
"Shit I must have ripped some of the staples when I pulled my arm out," Vince said.
"Well you need to have that fixed," John said heading to the door.
"Fine," Vince said and left with John.
"So what brings you back here?" Jake asked seeing John and Vince come into his office.
"He got a little hot and put his arm through the wall and he ripped the staples in his arm out," John explained.
"Staples? What were they for if you don't mind my asking," Jake said.
"I do," Vince said to himself or so he thought.
"Be nice," John whispered to Vince.
"He was working on his mustang and got it caught when someone turned on the car. Almost ripped his arm clean off," John said before Vince had time to say anything.
"I see. Well if you will sit on the table then I'll go get my things to fix your arm up," Jake said and left before Vince had time to say anything.
While Jake was gone Vince got up on the table like Jake said to.
"Ok now I'm going to give you a shot to numb it while I d o this. You might find yourself feeling a little sick later if you've taken the other two pills," Jake said giving Vince the shot.
Vince was so numb that he didn't even notice that the doc had started let alone finished until he started speaking.
"Ok I'm done. I would suggest that you see your doctor when you get home and tell him what happened. Take these if your arm starts to bother you, but only if you really need them and no drinking before you take them. Also try not to punch another wall," Jake said.
"I'll try," Vince said.
"Ok well you're free to go," Jake said as he handed the meds to Vince.
"Thank you again doc," John said.
"No problem. Just try to keep that brother of yours from hitting anything else," Jake said as he walked them to the door.
"I'll try," John said as he and Vince left the doc's office.
"Why don't you go lay down for a little bit," John asked noticing how tired Vince looked.
"I'm fine. I've been in that room way too long. All I need is to go girl hunting right now," Vince said.
"Ok," John said deciding not to push it.
Supper time night found Vince in bed already asleep. He'd tried to hunt up a couple of girls but no one was biting, so he came back to his room. He'd meant to only be there for a little while, but the med he'd taken for his arm was making him sleepy and he fell asleep. John came to see if he'd like to join him for dinner, but when Vince didn't answer he figured he was still out.
When Vince woke up the next morning it was already ten o eight.
"Shit," Vince said jumping out of bed.
What Vince didn't realize was it wasn't ten o eight Thursday morning, but ten Wednesday night.
"Hey I see you're up. Want to join me and Jen later at the craps table? Why are you carrying your bags," John asked.
"Because I'm suppose to be getting off the ship. Why are you going to the pool this early? And when did you and Jen get back together," Vince asked realizing that John was in his swim trunks.
"Vince it's ten at night not morning. And Jen got back with me after supper, that's why we're going to the pool," Jon said.
"Sure I'll join you at the craps table later. What time," Vince asked feeling like a complete fool.
"How about say midnight," John said hearing Jen come out of the room.
"Sure," Vince said.
"Hey boys what's going on? Vince you feeling better," Jen asked coming up behind John.
"Vince's going to meet us at the craps table around 12," John said.
"I'm feeling better. Well I won't keep you any longer," Vince said and went back into his room.
Midnight found Vince at the craps table watching John and Jen while nursing a beer. Since he didn't have cash on him he wasn't playing.
"You know you can use your card," John said.
"Well then I will. See you later," Vince said and left to get on some slots that looked like they would be fun.
By time three o' clock rolled around Vince was up 800 dollars and wasn't going to quite anytime soon.
"If I were you I'd quite now," Jen said knowing how the machines could get.
"I will as soon as I hit a thousand," Vince said.
"Ok," Jen said backing off.
Two hours later Vince was just about to give up and cash out with his two hundred and fifty dollars when the machine that he was playing hit three will of fortunes. Vince couldn't believe his luck since three will of fortunes paid 700 dollars. But what he didn't know was that it actually paid 75,000 dollars. He thought that he was playing a quarter machine but he was actually playing a dollar machine.
After Vince had his picture taken with the big check and got his money he headed back to his room not even realizing that the cops could catch him now. He wasn't thinking about that all he was thinking was the look on Dom's face when he saw the money Vince had just won.
As soon as Vince got to his room he fell onto his bed still clutching the money under his arm. And that's how he fell asleep that morning.
This time when Vince woke up it was only 9:15. He was staring to think that he had dreamed about winning the money, but when he looked over he saw that he actually had the money.
After Vince showered and changed he put the money in a safe place in the bag where he knew it wouldn't get lost. Then he went down to the buffet where he found Jen and John already.
"So how did you do last night," John asked after Vince joined them.
"Not too bad," Vince said.
"What's not too bad," John said taking a bit of his scrambled eggs.
"Well I won 75,000 dollars," Vince said not ready for the scrambled eggs that came flying his way.
"What," John almost screamed.
"Yeah I won 75,000 dollars," Vince said.
"Well wish I could get that lucky," John said.
"Beginners luck I guess," Vince said wiping the egg from his shirt.
"Yeah beginners luck my butt," John said upset.
"John be nice," Jen said.
"Yes dear," John said.
"Dear?" Vince asked raising a eyebrow.
"Yes this is my husband after all. Didn't you know that," Jen asked.
"No," Vince said.
"I thought you told him," Jen said.
"No I haven't seen him since last night," John said.
"Wait did you two just get married last night," Vince asked.
"Yes we did. Don't worry John told me that you two are really just friends, but you're just really close," Jen said.
"That's good," Vince said finishing his breakfast.
"Well you better go get your stuff since we'll be there soon," John said.
"Yeah. Well it was nice meeting you Jen. Sorry we couldn't get to know each other better," Vince said.
"Well it's been nice meeting you too. Your girlfriend must be really special since you came all the way here to surprise her," Jen said getting up to hug Vince.
"Yes she is," Vince said returning the hug and thinking of Mia.
"Jen I'm going to go see him off and then I'll meet you back in our room," John said.
"Ok," Jen said heading to their room while Vince headed to his room.
"So what are you going to do about the hole in the wall," Vince asked as he and John were headed to the front of the ship so Vince could get off.
"I'll just tell them that I lost my temper and I'll pay to have it fixed," John said.
"Oh. By the way Thanks for not telling her the real truth," Vince said as they got to the front of the ship.
"No problem. Well you remember what I said right," Vince asked.
"Yeah. Well I guess this is good-bye," Vince said sticking his hand out to John.
"Yeah good luck," John said while shaking Vince's hand.
"Thanks," Vince said and with that he got off the ship in search of the black mustang.
So what do u all think? I tried to stay more in character w/ Vince sorry if it wasn't exactly right.
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