bA/N: So it's pretty obvious now that McQueen is in love with Jenna. Personally, he's my favorite of the brothers, but I do love Brick. I can't resist a man in a rebel flag shirt. Reviews are appreciated!/b

The Oodie clan pulled up to a gas station in the middle of nowhere (which lately was where they seemed to be quite a lot), Brick sending McQueen and Lincoln inside to get Jenna and Rob something to eat while he called Celeste. The four of them entered the small convenience store, slowly browsing the aisles. McQueen snuck up behind Jenna, sitting a cowboy hat on her head.

"There, now you got a proper hat to be a gunslingin' lady." He noticed the old man behind the counter looking at them, and laughed. "Don't worry, I'm gon' pay for it!"

Jenna laughed as she sat the hat back on the shelf. "The day you pay for that hat is a day I wanna see." They finally sat down at a table to eat, Lincoln joining them. McQueen commenced to pouring hot sauce on chicken tenders, Jenna looking at him in bewilderment.

"Jesus Christ, what the fuck is that shit?" Looking over at Lincoln, she smirked. "Lincoln, what the hell is that? Does your brother eat all his food like that?"

The middle brother smiled, shaking his head in what-can-you-do fashion. McQueen mockingly copied Jenna's expression, then smirked. "Ever heard of pig in a blanket? This is pig in the sun." The whole time they were sitting there, the old man behind the counter was watching them. A news bulletin came on as he listened to the radio, and as he listened to the description of the criminals and their companions, he was shocked to discover they were sitting right here in his store. He quickly grabbed his shotgun, walking up to them and aiming at McQueen.

"Think you can kidnap some kid and get away with it?"

Outside, Brick had called Millard next, deciding they needed the sheriff's help. As soon as Millard answered, Brick laid out the plea for help. "We're in a world of shit down here."

Millard scoffed. "Yeah, and now it's spillin' over into mine."

Brick sighed, exhaling smoke into the breeze. "Look, I just thought we could run in, get the kid, and go."

"Don't do that, don't get ideas, just do what the fuck I tell you, Brick! It worked great when we did that, didn't it? I cleaned up your shit, you took care of mine. I coulda had this under control, but now it's public. There's reprecussions of workin' for yourself. It's 'bout time you learned that."

The sheriff couldn't see the look of confusion on Brick's face as he tried to process Millard's words. "Meaning what?"

Millard sounded calm and collected when he replied. "I got to cut ties, Brick. I cleaned up everything on my end, so what you do now rests solely on your shoulders. If you come back here, I got no choice but to put you down. I got a family to protect."

Brick couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I'll be sure to let the boys know we're on our own again. Talk to you later, Sheriff."

Ending the call with plenty of attitude, he slammed the phone back on the hook. As he paced around the payphone trying to figure out what to do, the door to the station opened, Jenna racing out with McQueen pushing Rob close behind her, Lincoln strutting out a moment later with the old man's shotgun, radio and telephone in hand. McQueen was laughing as he looked at his brother, not noticing the anger on Brick's face.

"Brick! We gots to go, we made the news!"

Cursing lowly under his breath, the oldest brother hurried them into the car, taking off since he knew the cops would probably be there soon.

A little ways down the road, McQueen (with the radio in hand) looked over at Brick, who had been strangely quiet. "Did ya call Millard?" Brick nodded. McQueen inquired as to what had been said, but Brick was saved from answering by the newsman beginning to talk about them again.

"The suspects are believed to be Brick, McQueen, and Lincoln Oodie, along with their companion Jenna Jade." McQueen showed the tiny viewing screen of the radio to Lincoln first, laughing. "They hail from the Atmore area located in Montgomery, Alabama."

McQueen laughed as the newsman finished their description, showing Brick the screen.

"They even drew you lookin' like a fag."

Brick, who was still raging from his call with Millard, snatched the radio from McQueen and threw it out the window. Even Jenna and Lincoln went quiet in the back, all of them shocked at Brick's reaction. McQueen slapped Brick on the arm, and of course Brick hit his brother back. It quickly escalated until they stopped on the side of the road, Brick jumping out and chasing McQueen around the car. Lincoln and Jenna stepped out too, the brothers finally separating as Brick began pacing.

"I fucked us."

The other three looked between themselves before looking back at him, McQueen speaking up.

"How you mean?"

"Well, Millard cut us off 'cause he can't get rid of that mess with the biker bitches, so now we can't go back to 'Bama. And all them sumbitches we mowed down in Austin? Guess who we missed."

Jenna jumped in, her face a mask of horror as she realized he meant Carlos. "Does he know where we are?!"

Brick shrugged. "He knows where Celeste is, so I ain't got no clue. All I know is we gotta get Rob to fucking Vicksburg so they can disappear."

McQueen sucked in a deep breath, then looked at his brother. "Now I like that little fella just as much as anybody, but just give me one good reason why we shouldn't bail right now."

Brick went to answer, but Jenna quickly jumped in. "What the fuck did you just say?" She got up from her position sitting on the hood of the car, getting in McQueen's face, "So you're just like everybody else, aren't you? Bailin' on Rob, gettin' his hopes up just to crush 'em. That boy loves all three 'a y'all, and it's not fuckin' fair to him for you to just run away like a coward bitch."

McQueen's temper immediately flared. "What the fuck did you just call me, bitch?"

Jenna didn't back down, her chin jutted out in defiance. "You fuckin' heard me, you fuckin' coward!"

The youngest Oodie brother's fist involuntarily clenched. "I ain't gone hit no lady, but I really don't think you's a lady."

Brick had had enough of this childish shit. He stepped between them, looking at both of them with a glare. "If you two don't stop this shit right now, I'mma beat the fuck outta both of you!"

Jenna refused to let the situation rest, getting one step closer to McQueen. Brick reached out and hooked an arm around Jenna, pushing her back until he had her pinned against the car. "Now you sit your ass down on the hood 'a this car and shut up!"

Once she was settled down, Brick turned to McQueen. "And you keep your big mouth shut and listen! We gotta figure out what to do!"

He couldn't say anything else, because Lincoln slammed his fist on the top of the car, pointing to the large vehicle making its way toward them. They all cast a look at Jenna, who was pale. "It's the Hood Pirates. Boys, we gotta go!"

The four of them piled into the car, Jenna making sure Rob's seatbelt was snug on him. Brick slammed on the gas as they sped off down the road, but the Nubian Princess was faster, and they were quickly on top of them. The pirates slammed their tank into the side of the brothers' car, one of them tossing a smoke bomb into the vehicle. As Brick brought the car to a stop in the middle of the road, McQueen stuck his head out the window to get some air and noticed the back door was missing, along with Rob and Jenna. He slowly shrank back inside the car, Brick turning to check on Rob and seeing he was gone. Slapping McQueen in the back of the head, the oldest brother slammed on the gas again, chasing the Hood Pirates. They had to get the boy and Jenna back.

Inside the Nubian Princess, Jenna was freaking out. Montane, the Hood Pirates leader, smirked at her as he watched her hold Rob close to her to keep him calm.

"We 'bout to fuck yo' boyfriends up, bitch!"

Jenna scowled at him. "Why don't you just go fuck yourself, Montane? You're still the same fuckin' dumbass you were before!"

The dreadlocked man had never had very much patience, and he leaned over and hit Jenna right across the face. Her head ricked to the side, blood beginning to drip down her chin from her busted lip. Jenna finally turned her head back around, looking infuriated.

"I hope the boys put a bullet in your fuckin' head for that, Montane."

Meanwhile, the three brothers finally got up beside the tank, Lincoln hanging out the former back door with his machine gun and McQueen hanging out the front window with his shotgun. The youngest brother couldn't help but throw in some of his special agitating.

"Welcome to the South, motherfuckers!"

They opened fire, the Pirates returning fire and peppering the car with bullets. After a moment, Lincoln tapped Brick's shoulder, slapping his own elbow. Brick and McQueen shared a look, both speaking at the same time.

"Top rope."

They again got up beside the tank as Lincoln climbed on top of the car, and he finally jumped inside the military vehicle. Shots began firing again, one of the Hood Pirates trying to climb out the back as Lincoln caught him and dragged him back inside. The other two brothers cheered Lincoln on inside the car, Brick noticing the tank was beginning to slow down. When it stopped, so did they, jumping out with guns in hand to check their brother and get Rob and Jenna. Brick climbed inside the tank while McQueen found Lincoln in the driver's seat, smiling at his brother.

"You're one crazy redneck, man."

The middle brother was shot in the hip, and he began hobbling toward the car as McQueen stepped back to see if Brick had Rob and Jenna.

"How's Lincoln, McQueen?"

"He ain't so good, man."

Brick stepped out of the tank to check on their brother, McQueen taking his place inside. Jenna was holding onto Rob, both of them looking terrified.

After a moment, Jenna finally looked up to see who it was, McQueen gasping as he saw the blood on her face. Jenna, though, had never been more happy to see someone. Letting go of Rob, who still sat huddled against the wall, Jenna jumped up and threw her arms around McQueen, feeling a few tears begin to fill her eyes. She blinked them back, instead hugging McQueen tighter. When she finally let go, McQueen checked on Rob, who was fine, and then turned back to Jenna. Pulling the bandana from his back pocket, he began wiping the blood off her face, getting her cleaned up. When he was done, Jenna smiled softly.

"I'm sorry for callin' you a coward."

The youngest brother smiled back. "It's alright. Guess I just needed a reminder of why we took this job."

Jenna then turned back to Rob, sitting down beside him. "See buddy, I told ya the boys would come for us."

The handicapped boy leaned closer to his caretaker, Jenna hugging him reassuringly. "Now we're gonna get you back to Celeste."

She let McQueen pick Rob up, carrying him out of the tank. Brick met them in the road, looking grim.

"Lincoln's shot up and so is the car. Looks like we gotta walk."

McQueen and Jenna shared a look before following Brick back to the car, where they put Lincoln in Rob's wheelchair, which Brick pushed, McQueen carried Rob, and Jenna carried the bag with all their weapons in it. And they set off down the road, feeling like this day was going to be really, really long.