"Don't shoot and I won't either!" A woman's scream stopped McQueen dead in his tracks as he entered the room, stepping over the dead maid. A brunette stood up from the floor, a shotgun in her hand. She was tall, her legs looking like they ran to Heaven and back in the tiny Daisy Dukes she wore, which were held up by a belt with a rebel flag buckle. A red tank top highlighted the amazing tan she sported, and well-worn cowboy boots finished off her outfit. Reddish-brown hair fell down to just below her shoulders, her gray-blue eyes sparkling like diamonds. A vicious look covered her face, and she looked ready to shoot. Lowering the gun in her hand, she walked over to the youngest Oodie brother, looking not at all afraid. "Who are you?" McQueen flashed her a smirk. "I'm McQueen, sweetheart, what's your name? "Jenna Jade. Did Celeste send you?" McQueen nodded. "I'm lookin' for Rob." Jenna stepped aside, revealing a boy in a wheelchair. "That's him. I help take care of him." McQueen was frozen in shock, finally screaming for Brick. The oldest brother ran into the room, stopping when he saw Jenna and Rob. McQueen turned to his brother. "Brick, this is Rob, and this here's Miss Jenna Jade. She takes care of him." Brick raised an eyebrow. "Well bring her too, dumbass! Now come on, we gotta get going!" Brick headed back to find Lincoln, leaving McQueen to get Jenna and Rob in the car. "You heard him, let's go." Jenna followed McQueen, pushing Rob in his wheelchair. They piled into the car, Brick and Lincoln joining them soon after as they hit the road. McQueen turned to face Jenna, who smiled shyly. "Miss Jenna, I'd like you to meet my brothers Lincoln and Brick. We're the Oodie brothers. And now that you know us, why don't you tell us your story?" "Carlos killed my family. Brought me to live with him, and I took care of Rob. I just wanna get back to 'Bama, and get Rob back to Celeste." McQueen flashed a smirk at Brick, punching his brother in the arm. "Well well well, we got us a Alabama girl on our hands! Whadya know, we're 'Bama boys too." Jenna smiled. "So does that mean you can get me back to Alabama?" Brick looked at her in the rearview mirror. "Honey, we can do just about any damn thing we set our minds to." The brunette relaxed them, satisfied that these three could get her back to her hometown and help her get Rob back to Celeste where he belonged.
The car ride quieted after a while, Jenna and Rob falling asleep in the backseat with Jenna resting on Lincoln's shoulder. Brick glanced over at his youngest brother, who was watching Jenna in the rearview mirror. "McQueen, man, what the fuck's wrong with you? You been actin' weird since we got Jenna and Rob." McQueen took a minute to answer, finally tearing his eyes away from the brunette in the backseat. "There's just somethin' different about her, man." Brick rolled his eyes, giving McQueen a tired look. "Don't you go gettin' distracted by this girl, boy. We got a job to do and then we're goin' back to 'Bama and forgettin' this shit ever happened. Got it?" The younger brother slid down in his seat, looking out the window to avoid looking at Brick. "Yeah, yeah, I hear ya." After a minute, he turned back to his older brother. "Whadya think's gonna happen to Jenna once we get back to Alabama?" Brick let out a frustrated groan, rubbing his forehead. "I don't know, McQueen! Why are you so goddamn concerned with some bitch we just fucking met?!" The younger brother's temper snapped, and he pegged his brother with a burning glare. "Because obviously she means somethin' to Rob, and right now she's the only hope we got 'a gettin' him to Celeste alive. That's why I'm so goddamn concerned with her!" Brick was quick to point his finger in McQueen's face. "If I find out that the two of you's fuckin' around, I'mma beat your ass, McQueen." McQueen knew his brother wasn't lying, and for once chose to keep his mouth shut, going back to staring out the window.
Jenna and Rob finally stirred in the back, the brunette making sure the boy was comfortable before she turned her attention to their rescuers. Lincoln was the first to speak to her, using his old Speak 'n' Spell. "Are..you..alright...Jenna?" It took her a minute to process his words, but then she nodded and grinned. "I'm fine, Lincoln. Ya know, it's pretty badass that you don't talk. I bet you intimidate the fuck out of people." The middle brother nodded to her, Jenna turning to look at Rob. "See, buddy, one day you can be a badass like Lincoln. Not talking ain't never gonna hold you back." There was a look of genuine love on her face when she talked to Rob, and all of them could tell she really cared for the boy she took care of. The autistic boy gave her a small smile, and she playfully ruffled his hair. Brick interrupted her moment, looking at her in the rearview mirror. "So lady, you got any experience with a gun? Can you shoot?" Jenna rolled her eyes. "First off, my name's Jenna. And yeah, I can shoot. I didn't exactly spend my time with Carlos learnin' to make flower crowns and macaroni art. And since I know we're gonna run into some kinda crazy fuckers that Carlos is gonna send after us on this road trip, I just want you to know that I can defend me and Rob." McQueen spun around in his seat, leaning on the dash and propping his feet on the seat. "Don't worry too much 'bout Brick, darlin'. He just likes to run his damn mouth. So how'd a pretty little thing like you end up with a crazy fucker like Carlos?" Jenna adjusted in the seat, crossing her arms. "When your parents get shot in front 'a you, ain't much else you can do other than just give in." Her eyes were cloudy as she spoke, obvious venom making its way into her voice. McQueen chose to change the subject. "So what's your boyfriend think about you bein' involved with drugs?" Even Lincoln snorted at that one. Jenna tried not to laugh, but failed. "Ain't got one. It's kinda hard to do anythin' other'n shoot people when you live with Carlos."
As Jenna spoke about the drug lord, back in Austin he had finally realized the brothers had taken Rob and Jenna, and he was calling out the reinforcement. "When you find the fuckers, you split 'em up, get 'em distracted, and get my fucking paycheck back. And if you find that bitch Jenna, put a bullet between her fucking eyes for me too. Teach her what happens when you fuck with Carlos Lyman." The voice on the other spoke. "Don't worry, Carlos, we'll get it done. Just let me finish up here and then me and the girls'll get on the road." Rose shut her phone, pushing the overweight man on the floor over with her boot. Stepping out of the room, she walked down the hall, clapping twice. Gunshots rang out, then the four other members of the Flamebangers stepped out. Mona, Jez, Angel, and Pammy followed their leader down the hall towards their bikes. "I didn't even get off, Rose." The leader looked at Jez. "This is for Carlos. We're hunting down three rednecks who took Rob and getting the kid back. And we also get to see our old friend Jenna again, girls." Jez smirked. "This is gonna be a whole lotta fun."