I was just staring at Jeannette and her daughter with wide eyes. Thank the lord that they didn't hear my little outburst about Tbag. I didn't even wait for them to say anything before I was sprinting through the house towards the garage. This didn't make any sense. I couldn't be in love with Tbag, and I needed to remind myself of all the reasons why I shouldn't be in love with Tbag. The first and most obvious reason was that I was in love with Tweener. He was the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and I could see my future with him. It was likely that Tbag would kill me before we ever had a future together. The second reason was that Tbag had tried to kill like a million times. How do you fall in love with someone that hurts you? And I couldn't love someone when I knew that they were hurting other people. What kind of a monster would that make me?

I smirked to myself when I realized that I could tell myself all of the reasons I shouldn't love Tbag, but it didn't matter because it wouldn't change the way I feel. The one thing I was sure of, though, was that Tbag could never ever find out about my feelings. If he did, then Tbag wouldn't rest until I was his, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could resist him. I finally reached the garage and stopped just short of the open door. I caught a glimpse of Tbag standing outside the hole they were digging, and a smile started to creep on my face.

Oh my god, this was going to be harder than I thought.

I nearly jumped out of my shoes when the guys all started cheering. I burst through the door to see Sucre waving around handfuls of money. My mouth dropped. They actually found Westmoreland's money, and it looked like a lot of money too because C-note and Abruzzi were pulling out two different crates full of cash. I made eye contact with Tbag and smiled at him. He grinned back. I moved a little closer to the money to make sure that the money was real. It was extremely filthy and dirty and old, but other than that this was real loot. I laughed out loud to myself. I couldn't believe that something was actually going right for us in finding the money. Michael would be so impressed.

"Looks like Johnny KKK is going to get his Asian hand after all," mocked C-note.

We all busted out laughing, except for Tbag of course. I think he was offended that he might actually have a hand that belonged to a different race. It made me giggle even more. Then I hated myself for giggling at Tbag. He could probably sense that I was acting different, and knowing him he would confront me about it later. I jumped again when I heard a police siren go by. The others looked just as worried as I did, we needed to get the money out of here before we all got busted. Abruzzi went and grabbed the bags that Michael left to put the money in. We all started loading the money into the bags, and somehow Tbag ended up right next to me. My body tensed up and I tried to distract myself by throwing the money into the bag.

"Looks like we are going to be rich Laneykins," he said.

I smiled and nodded my head at him, but didn't say anything. My hands were shaking as I grabbed the next handful of money.

"What's wrong with you? You're acting different." He growled.

I shut my eyes and was trying to think of anything to say besides the truth.

"I uh…. I'm just worried about Tweener," I said. At least that part wasn't a lie. I was terrified that I was never going to see Tweener again.

Tbag started tapping his chin like he was trying to think of something. He then reached his hand out to stroke my arm. I flinched.

"You can always come with me to the black market," he offered.

I stopped sorting the money and looked up at him. He was grinning and waving his dead hand back and forth. I smiled at him and shook my head. I didn't really want to tell him that I had no desire to help him get another hand, but I was afraid of his reaction. I started to turn away, but Tbag grabbed ahold of my chin and was stroking it with his thumb. I was just watching him with fearful eyes.

"Something's off with you, but I can't place my finger on it," he said biting his lip.

I had really hoped that he would just let this go, but he started inching his face closer to mine. My breathing started to pick up and my fists were clenching at my sides.

"Stop it." I said.

Tbag smirked at me and went to place a kiss on my forehead. My whole body tensed up and I felt my face flushing. Tbag pulled back and I dropped my face to the floor. I really just needed to get away from him before he figured out why I was acting this way. Tbag gently grabbed my chin and brought my face up to look at him. I hoped that my cheeks weren't red. Tbag smiled at me and opened his mouth to say something.

"Michael." said Abruzzi.

Tbag and I both turned to the door to see Michael standing there smiling. He was covered in sweat, and I didn't see anything in his hands. So, what did he leave for if he didn't bring anything back.

"Glad to see you came back," said Sucre, "as you can see when struck gold."

Michael took one look at the money and let out a big grin. Seeing him grin was enough to make me smile. He was in such a good mood right now, and I was curious to know what caused it. Maybe he met up with Sara?

"Sorry, I just had to go get someone." Explained Michael.

Now I was certain that he met up with Sara and she was standing in the house. I heard the footsteps behind Michael, and everyone turned their heads to see who would be coming up behind him. I expected to see the long dark hair of Sara, but this person had much shorter hair. He had a bruise right above his eye and various scrapes and cuts, but he didn't look that bad. Everyone was staring back and forth between him and me like they couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe, I really couldn't believe it. It was so silent I could hear the crickets. My eyes went wide, my mouth dropped, my whole body started to tremble, and I could feel the tears in my eyes as he grinned at me. I leaped over one of the crates of money and jumped into Tweener's arms. The tears were now streaming now my face and I was sobbing a little too loudly. Tweener was laughing and he buried his face in my hair. I pushed all my weight forward into Tweener, and he was knocked off balance causing us to fall to the ground.

"It's good to see you too Laney," Tweener teased.

I brought my face up to his and he was trying to wipe away my tears with his thumbs. I couldn't even say anything, I just pressed my lips to his. Needless to say it wasn't our finest kiss. I was still crying all over the place, and our audience was laughing at us. I leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"I love you."