Tidal Waves

Twenty-Four

Lou had ran the exterior of the fence in search for her friends. She could hear the dog barking aggressively, ready to kill whoever had trespassed into the yard. She didn't know who was still inside the salvage yard, or if any of them were still there. She had a feeling someone was because the dog was still barking heavily, it wasn't a nice bark either, a nasty one to say the least. 

The guard had come to a slow jog when he rounded a sail boat, finding Tebow, the guard dog, barking at the boat now. He knew then someone had to be up on the boat and whoever it was had the balls to do so. It was rare people got away with trespassing into the yard because they were always caught by the dog or never made it pass the gate to get inside. 

Standing on the top of boat, crouched down behind a wooden barrel, JJ had hid himself and hoped the dog would walk away eventually. His hopes had been shot down the drain when he heard the guard. The man who was with Lou and Kie, the same bald man who'd looked Lou's body up and down. For some reason it bugged JJ more than it had before and he didn't quite know why.

If he'd of told someone about that feeling, they would tease him for it big time. Or perhaps relate it to the idea that he and Lou were fake dating, and that possibly JJ was taking it a bit seriously. Protecting Lou because she was 'his' when really they were simply best friends and she didn't find anything different in their friendship because it hadn't changed, they were simply holding hands or standing closer to the other, even allowed to kiss the other if they felt compelled to, because of the fake dating.

JJ inhaled deeply, overhearing the guard shouting to him as the dog calmed down. He was debating on what he was going to and knowing who the guard was, he decided to play out an act to get him off the hook since he had, after all, chased the dog away so Pope and John B could get into the locked garage where the drone was sitting.

"Hey! Bobby!" He finally spoke up. "Don't shoot." He stood up. "It's me, JJ." He revealed himself and the man rolled his eyes with a headshake, wondering why on earth this boy was running around the salvage yard.

With a deep inhale, Tallulah continued running and huffing. Unable to see where the guard had gone and which location he was at. The salvage yard had many different areas since the items were sorted into many piles of all sorts. From vehicles to boats, to metal and wood, to electronics even. However, a noise could be heard, a slight racket, almost an engine of some sort.

Stopping, she narrowed her brows and stared into the salvage yard, eyeing around quietly. She was quiet so she didn't get caught and the dog's barking died down slowly until it wasn't heard anymore. She couldn't hear anyone, not a single voice, and the other noise was an engine and it seemed to be getting louder the longer she stood still, eyeing the area. 

"Lou!" She hearkened and turned swiftly, falling back into the fence, hands gripping the grey chain link tightly. Her chest pounded heavily, beating faster than before and her heels pressed back against the bottom of the fencing, slightly agitating her bare skin. Her eyes sauntered upward after having looking into the compound and she noticed a Volkswagen van ahead of her, an old vehicle she knew all too well.

Pope was in the front seat of the van, having driven it to the backside and had seen her running around the fence line for the last while. He finally had seen her stop running and she slowed the pace of the vehicle so he wouldn't draw any attention and would hope to call her over, to which he had and spooked her. 

She pushed away from the fence with a gulp, jogging across the grass to see and hopped down into the ditch before crawling out. "Don't do that again." She pointed, grabbing onto the side of the van.

"Sorry." He shrugged. "Anyways, seen JJ?" He asked.

She shook her head. "And John B?" She inquired, wondering where he was.