A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile….VERY busy…and I will continue to be until summer comes rolling on in. I'm hoping that you guys enjoy this chapter, because I'm afraid my Cobra skills are nowhere as near as good as my "four boys" skills (if I have any). I'm very under confident with the Cobras, and with Jane as well. Please review!

Disclaimer: Nothing here is mine except for Jane and stuff that's not in the movie…rather obvious, right?

"Shit, I'm out! God damnit!" Ace exclaimed in frustration, after swinging a baseball bat at a mailbox, which hung on to the post by only a string.

Ace, Eyeball, Charlie, Billy, and Jane were all riding in Eyeball's car, playing their personal favorite game, mailbox baseball. Jane was sitting in between Ace and Eyeball, and she was itching to play, but of course, the boys wouldn't let her. This was the main thing that frustrated Jane about hanging out with the Cobras: they would never let her do anything. Apparently, she was only their whore friend. And ha, she hadn't even let Ace touch her chest yet!

"Shouldn't have gone for a wooden one, heh heh!" Eyeball suggested teasingly, letting out that irritating yet hilarious chuckle.

"Tell me something I don't know, asshole!" Ace retorted, although Jane had a feeling that Ace thought the wooden one would be the best one to hit. Ace turned around and held the bat out to Billy, who was in the backseat with Charlie.

"Naw, that's ok, I don't wanna play no more," Billy told him quietly, staring at the bat with evasion.

"But we only played three innings, that'd be a non official game!" Eyeball protested.

"Oh, if he doesn't want to play, don't make him," Jane scolded, turning around to look at Billy.

"Hey Ace, me and Billy-" Charlie started, but Billy quickly elbowed him and he immediately stopped.

"What's with you homos? You've been acting psycho all day!" Ace looked back and forth between the two teenage boys, who stayed absolutely silent, "What is it?"

"It's nothing," Billy told him.

"Well, if you gentlemen don't mind I'd like to finish this game before I start collecting my goddamn social security. Okay? You're up, Billy, move it!" Ace commanded, and without a moment's hesitation, Billy picked up the bat and began to swing.

Jane stared at him. "You are so annoying!"

"Annoying?" Ace asked, frowning, "Couldn't have picked a better adjective? Whatever happened to….menacing, tough? And sexy? Where the hell did sexy go?"

Jane smirked at him brazenly and jabbed her thumb to the other side of her and informed, "Sexy is currently driving."

Eyeball almost swerved off the road, causing Billy to drop the baseball bat on the ground, causing Charlie to curse, causing Ace to reach an arm to both Billy and Eyeball, causing Jane to hit his chest. Ace immediately moved his arms to grip Jane's, and stared at her intensely, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Did you just hit me?" Ace asked in a whisper.

Jane stayed absolutely silent.

"Huh? Did you?" Ace asked again, shaking her.

"Yeah."

"And do you know that hitting me is the biggest mistake you could possibly make?"

"Yeah."

"And I'm a pretty fair man, right? So…..whatever someone gives to me, I give to them."

And with that said, Ace slapped Jane hard across the face. Jane didn't move a muscle, didn't dare to falter. If she moved, she knew Ace would strike her again. He lifted her chin up and smiled at her.

"Now I think we understand each other."

"Jesus Christ Ace. You know she was only joking about me being sexy, right?" Eyeball asked after a few minutes passed.

"Of course I know! Who'd think that you were anything close to sexy?"

Jane cursed under her breath. In reality, she really did think that Eyeball was sexy, and if it was possible, he was a hell of a lot nicer than Ace. And saying that Eyeball Chambers was nice was rather crazy.

Eyeball rolled his eyes, or eye, and took a swig of his beer. He clearly seemed annoyed with Ace, but hey, what could he do? He had to follow Ace's orders, or he was seriously going to get his ass kicked, despite how tough he was himself. Sure, Jane shouldn't have hit his chest, but Ace didn't have to slap her. At least not on her face. Eyeball smirked as the perverted thought crossed his dirty, corrupted mind.


All of the Cobras were sitting around what looked like a smaller version of Milo's junkyard. The area was deserted of any trees, and covered with thick grass that hadn't been bothered to be cut for years. Ace sat on his light blue car, cleaning a machine part, while Vince Desjardins and Eyeball were giving Fuzzy Bracowitz and Billy the Cobra tattoos. Charlie sat next to Ace, guzzling down beers. Jane was seated on Charlie's other side, a bottle of booze in one hand and the other running through her dyed blonde hair.

"So what's with you and this Connie Palermo chick?" Eyeball interrogated.

"Eh, I've been seeing her for over a month now and all she let me do was feel her tits," Billy answered, trying to sound like he didn't care, but Jane could tell that he did.

"Heh, she's a Catholic man. They're all like that. If you wanna get laid, you gotta get yourself a Protestant. A Jew's good," Ace recommended.

"That's funny," Jane commented, "I never knew you screwed before."

Ace cocked an eyebrow at her. "What do you think I am?"

"A completely selfish and arrogant bastard, probably the sexiest thing alive," Jane told him, pretending to contemplate the sarcastic question.

Suddenly, the radio that was perched on a wooden board in the junkyard blasted loud the current story of Ray Brower. Jane had heard his name mentioned before by the radio, the t.v. in the living room, and from Andy, who loved talking about the boy for some odd reason.

"When are they gonna give up?" Eyeball asked to no one in particular, "The kid's gone, they're never gonna find him."

"Not where they're looking," Charlie corrected brightly, sitting up at attention.

"Eyeball's right Charlie, they ain't never gonna find him," Billy agreed, giving Charlie a death glare.

"You know…ten years from now some hunter's gonna go into the woods to take a leak….wind up pissing on his bones," Vince put in.

"I bet you a thousand dollars they'll find him before that!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Bet you two thousand dollars they won't!" Eyeball teased, squinting his face.

"Well asshole-"

"Will you two just shut the fuck up?" Ace asked distractedly, "If either one of you had two thousand dollars I'd kill you both."

"And you'd give half of it to me, right?" Jane joked.

"If you'd let me fuck you," Ace responded

"But that means I'd be your whore!" Jane protested.

"Hey, babe, that's what girls are meant to be."

Jane switched her gaze over to Eyeball. Ace was really annoying the shit out of her, and she felt she was dying. She just wasn't used to the treatment Ace gave her yet when she had that treatment as if she were queen of the world when she dated Denny.

"Eyeball, drive me home," Jane ordered, standing up.

"What? Why?"

Jane answered by dragging Eyeball to his car by his arm, leaving the rest of the Cobras in a stunned silence. Since when did Eyeball let anybody besides Ace boss him around? Eyeball drove the car to her house rapidly, feeling very uncomfortable. He knew that Ace was going to give him a serious interrogation when he got back to their junkyard, plus, he felt weird because he had never been alone with just Jane before. But why should he? He was Jane's best friend, and Ace was his best friend….

"Thanks Eyeball, I owe you one," Jane told him, and stepped out of the car.

"What's wrong with you? Why'd you want to leave?" Eyeball questioned curiously.

Jane turned around and faced him, staring at him blankly, possibly surprised that he asked. "I'm not feeling…..I have a……it's not a good day."

"Are you missin' La-"

"No, I'm not missing Denny," Jane answered firmly, lying through her teeth, "I don't care about Denny anymore, he's been dead for 4 months, why should I care anymore? I've got Ace, Ace is my boyfriend now, and that's all that matters."

Eyeball could see her fighting back the tears and taunted, "Yeah. Sure you don't miss him, he was like…. "the perfect dream guy"! AHHHHHH!" as he mocked girls' sighing, he put his hand over his heart and closed his eyes for emphasis.

"You are such a heartless mother fucking son of a bitch, you know that? I expected a little better from you. All you do is taunt and tease and drive and drink and have sex and laugh that fucking annoying laugh of yours! You know, maybe Denny was the perfect guy, he's surely way more perfect than you! How could you be perfect, you're just a son in the low-life Chambers family, and you really are on your way to becoming your father. But you know…..I don't think you care. I at least hope your little brother gives a damn."

Jane stomped up her porch steps and slammed the door, leaving Eyeball speechless for once in his car. She flopped down on her bed and began to sob.

No one got it. No one could even sympathize for Jane. How was it that despite everybody else in Castle Rock mourning for the loss of Denny, that Jane felt that she was the only one besides his family who truly looked past his football and academic success? No….Jane knew his parents cared for him, but not as deeply as she did. And Gordie? She was never too sure about Gordie. Gordie was such a sweet little thing to her, and he was so adorable. Jane had always noticed that his parents ignored Gordie and had always praised Denny for his accomplishments. One day….soon…..today, she was going to go talk to Gordie about Denny. She felt it was her way of paying Denny back for everything he had done for her. But of course, she could never pay the equal amount Denny had originally given her. God how she loved Denny…..and this was where she was now. No one would ever understand.