The blue truck rolls to a stop and JJ and Kiara step out, surprised by the scene that greeted them. The Twinkie was still submerged in water and the three friends they left behind were seated on the roof, blood was splattered across the white metal.

"What the hell happened?" Kiara shouted at them from across the pond. All three of them screamed back "He got bit by a gator!" unnecessarily loud.

Kiara immediately snaps back at them for yelling at her, since she was the one saving their asses and argument breaks out. Everyone starts yelling and accusing everyone else of different things and it starts to overwhelm JJ, especially with the harsh emotions he's still feeling after saying goodbye to his father for the last time.

He starts rubbing his hands through his hair and tugging at it when he loud voices around him start to morph into a familiar man's with the name of Luke Maybank. Panic starts building in his chest and messes up his breathing, making it speed up quite a bit.

Almost at the verge of hyperventilating, JJ manages to shout at to them "Guys shut up!" The panic doesn't stop even as the voices around him do. He still hears his father's voice in his head, echoing around on empty walls. They're screaming at him and JJ's mind drifts to another place, it surprises him as a hand lays itself on his shoulder. He flinches back but doesn't have the breath to say anything. His fear filled eyes glance up at who he discovers was Kiara before falling down to the ground as he leans forward in his stance, balancing himself with his hands on his knees in a slightly squatted position.

"Just...stop. Please" JJ whispers, only Kiara can hear it.

"Shit Jay, are you alright?" Kiara asks, throwing a glance at the three pogues across the massive puddle separating them. "Guys I think he's having a panic attack." She informs them. Pope and Sarah start swimming their way over and even thought it's obvious that John B can't, he attempts to limp/wade through the water with the others. Sarah stay against his shoulder supporting him.

JJ starts breathing raspily and looks at Kiara again. "I-I-I can't take it anymore. Seriously!" It breaks her hearts.

"Hey hey hey, it's okay JJ. Just try and slow your breathing down, it's getting a little fast okay? We're really sorry for fighting without acknowledging you first. Just try and think about something nice, like how close we are to getting the cross. We're gonna be full kook-rich man." JJ lets out an airy chuckle, the panic seems to ebb away slightly.

Just then, a soaking wet Pope arrives with an exhausted Sarah and limping John B on his heels. JJ was still in his crouched position but he seemed to be doing better than what they observed from a distance.

Pope rubs a comforting hand on his back in soothing circles. It's silent for a couple more moments before JJ stands straight up. His cheeks are flushed, skin pale, eyes red, and his breathing is still a little quicker than preferred.

"I just helped my dad leave this island. For good." He pauses for a moment and looks down at his boots, scuffing the dirt around. "Like, he's not ever coming back." He looks back up and makes eyes contact with John B, only for him to look down ashamed with himself.

"He's straight up like the Spanish. Just 'bon voyage'" Kie has to hide a smirk at his amusing mistake and Pope chuckles a bit when Sarah comments quietly "That's not the right language."

"So if we could please just stop arguing and stick together, it's all that we have right now. You guys are all that I have." JJ finishes and looks at each of them. John B smiles and bring his best friend in for a hug, Kiara smiles and starts to hug JJ from behind, long arms wrapping around both of them.

It turns into a massive group hug with JJ stuck in the middle with his chin resting on John B's shoulder and his hair falling to rest on Sarah's arm.

The group of Pogues would stay like that forever if they could, cause their not only JJ's family but their each others as well.