I was just standing staring right past Michael with wide eyes. The dry lump in my throat came back and it was difficult to breathe. Tweener stepped forward a little looking equally as shocked to see me. He was wearing a baseball cap with a red shirt and gray jacket. I didn't know how he wasn't burning alive in the jacket. I stepped forward slowly and Lincoln moved behind me towards the trunk. Everything was completely out of mind except for Tweener. We stopped just short of each other and I brought my hand up to caress his cheek. He brought his hand up to cover mine. I grinned at him and jumped into his arms. He wrapped his arms snuggly around the small of my back. I looked back up at him with tears brimming my eyes. I couldn't believe he was here right now. He dropped his head down so it was resting against my forehead. I slightly parted my lips and shut my eyes waiting for our inevitable kiss. Someone cleared their throat and I felt Tweener's grip tightened. I turned my head to see Tbag standing out of the trunk. He had his head titled to the side.

"My Laneykins, I have to say that I am loving this view of you," he said biting his lip.

I turned to look back at Tweener with wide eyes and my face turning bright red. Tweener's eyes widened when he realized that I was standing in my underwear. He suddenly pulled his hands away from my lower back as if he was embarrassed at touching me so low. I rolled my eyes and turned to look back at Michael and Lincoln who were trying to avoid looking at me.

"I got hot ok," I said stomping over to where my jeans were resting on the ground.

I pulled my jeans over my hips and buttoned them tightly. I walked back over to the children and I noticed that a small piece of paper that was stuck to Tbag's lip.

"You lied to us, Tweener never had the map, you did," Michael growled.

I looked to Tbag shocked and he just grinned wickedly. I guessed in reality I wasn't that shocked. Tweener was rolling his eyes and I bet that he had been playing all of us.

"And now it is passing through my lower intestine." He mocked.

"Ok that can't be healthy, T. Eating keys and maps."

Tbag turned to look at me and winked. I rolled my eyes and moved over to stand next to Tweener. He smiled at me and reached out to take my hand. I eagerly accepted. Our fingers intertwined and I felt a wave of electricity wash over me.

"I did commit it to my photographic memory before disposing of the map, so it looks like I'm sticking around." Tbag said.

That was his angle all along. Spending so much time with Tbag in Fox River, I was starting to realize that Tbag never did anything if it didn't benefit him somehow. He knew ahead of time that the others wouldn't be willing to take him along to the money because honestly everyone hated his guts. He had to make sure that he was included somehow. Lincoln looked to Michael, but Michael only shook his head like they had no other choice. Tbag was along for the ride.

Tbag victoriously smiled and moved to climb into the back seat of the car. I pulled on Tweener's hand leading him towards the car, but Lincoln reached out and roughly grabbed Tweener by his shirt. What the hell was he doing? He pushed Tweener so he slammed into the trunk of the car. I defensively moved towards Tweener.

"Get in the trunk." Lincoln ordered.

Tweener put his hands up in surrender and started to move towards the trunk.

"What? No!" I shouted pushing Lincoln back a bit.

He had no right to be ordering Tweener around, and there was no reason for Tweener to have to ride in the trunk. Lincoln was glaring at me while I stood my ground. I looked over to Michael for some support, but he was in complete agreement with his brother. And of course Tbag was already sitting in the car completely unaware of the situation. I looked back to Tweener and I could tell by the look in his eye that he was more than willing to get in the trunk. It broke my heart. He didn't deserve to be treated this way, and why in the hell was Tbag getting treated better? Lincoln reached forward and roughly grabbed me by the elbow. I screamed and tried to get free, but he wasn't letting go any time soon.

"You don't get to call the shots," he shouted at me.

He pointed at Tweener to get in the trunk, and without hesitation he climbed in. I bit the inside of my cheek in frustration and ripped my arm free of Lincoln. I just stared back and forth between Michael and Lincoln unsure of what to say. (Actually I really wanted to scream at the both of them.)

"Do you ever stop to think about why he ratted on you in the first place?" I asked Michael sharply.

Michael and Lincoln stared at me blankly.

"In Fox River he was afraid and alone and you kept turning him away. Even when he was around you all just treated him like he was sometimes lower than Tbag. And now he is in the trunk. What do you expect?"

I didn't even wait for their response before I stormed over to the car. I threw open the door and angrily sat down next to Tbag. I could feel him just smirking at me and there was no way I was going to look at him. I folded my arms across my chest and let out an angry huff. I stole a glance over at Tbag and he was biting his lip at me.

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Laneykins your arms are doing a magnificent job of showing off your assets."

I looked down to where my crossed arms were pushing out my chest. I gasped and dropped my arms causing Tbag to laugh. I rolled my eyes and leaned my head against the window. Michael and Lincoln both climbed into the front of the car and started the car. Tbag was going to have to give us directions to wherever the map told us the location of the money was. If he even really had the map memorized and wasn't blowing smoke up our asses.

"Don't get upset Laneykins, if anything I should be the one that is upset with my predicament."

I looked over to Tbag and he was waving his dead hand in the air. My mouthed thinned in disgust and I gave Tbag a weak smile. His hand did look absolutely disgusting. It was all purplish and it just honestly looked dead. His bandages were wrapped around most of it, and I was pretty sure that his fingers wouldn't move. I decided not to say anything about his nasty hand because it would probably make him mad.

"Did you know that in Thailand on the black market you can pay to get a new hand," Tbag said proudly.

"That's repulsive," I said.

He winked at me then turned his attention back to the road. He blinked a few times as if trying to count back where we were at.

"Turn right here," he said pointing his finger.

Lincoln did as Tbag said.

"I must say it does feel good getting the gang back together again," Tbag said spreading his arms wide.

He let his arm closest to me wrap itself around my shoulders and pulled me tightly into an awkward hug. I tried to push his hand away, but he only grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together. Briefly, I decided to just give in and rest my head on his shoulder. Even though I would never admit this out loud, I did miss Tbag. He did scare me to death, but I missed the times when he could be sweet as well. He told Lincoln to turn off down this dirt path and stop the car. I sat up and put some distance between Tbag and I. Michael guessed when could walk the rest of the way to the silo.

We all climbed out of the car and the boys started walking in the opposite direction of the car. I stayed standing where I was just staring at the trunk. I didn't just want to leave Tweener in there all by himself. I meant to call out to Michael, but Tbag grabbed me by the arm and started leading me away. He pushed me forward and I stumbled right into a mud puddle. My clean jeans were now stained with mud. I glared at Tbag and stormed forward.

All we had left to climb this huge hill and we were home free to the money. Michael and Lincoln were in the front talking about everything they were going to do when they got the money. Tbag was moving too slow for my taste so I started running to move ahead of Michael and Lincoln. I moved up the hill and felt on top of the world standing at the very top of the hill. I stared ahead of me and small houses all lined up in little rows.

Wait, small little houses? I thought we were looking for a silo. A big silo in a huge field of nowhere. Either Tbag led us to the wrong place, or they built over the money. The guys were getting closer and I turned back to look at them with wide eyes. They looked at me with concern and I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Tbag looked at me like I was absolutely crazy. They moved past me to stand on the hill and stared in shock at the sight in front of them.

"Those bastards," muttered Tbag.