smooth seas//john b

eighteen

John B and I are walking through Tannyhill discussing the plans for the gold.

"We're gonna go, we're gonna melt the bricks so they're not traceable," John B starts.

I nod. "Okay."

"We'll take it to the pawnshop and after that, we'll pay for JJ's restitution," John B explains.

"How many bars?" I ask.

"I don't know. It was all muddy. I think it was like 500," John B tells me.

I stop walking. "500?"

"600," John B states.

"600 bars of gold?" I ask in disbelief.

"I don't know. Could be a thousand. It was all muddy, but it was everywhere. Covering the walls, stacks of it. Four hundred million dollars. It's all there," John B tells me.

I laugh. "Hey, that's crazy!"

John B smiles. "We did it."

I nod. "We did it."

"Now we just have to get it out of there," John B states.

"Right. So how will we do that?" I ask.

"Okay, so, Pope has a plan..." John B starts.

"Of course," I remark.

"...basically takes a pulley system. We just have to get back in the well and dig it out," John B tells me.

"I have to admit I didn't think we would actually find the gold," I confess. I take his hand in mine. "But I should have known that you would pull off the impossible."

John B smiles at me. "It's only because I have you and the crew by my side."

I smile. "I think it's mostly me though." I pull John B in for a kiss.

"I think so too," John B remarks.

I pull away from John B when I hear someone clear their throat. My dad is standing there. "Hey."

I blush slightly. "Hi."

"Hey," John B greets.

"What are you two plotting?" Dad asks.

I nod my head. "Uh..."

"Just the... usual stuff," John B states.

"World domination," I state.

"That's my girl, always aiming high. It's gonna have to wait a day, though, 'cause I'm takin' this kid fishin' tomorrow morning. First light," Dad tells us.

"Um..." John B starts.

"Just you and me," Dad tells him.

I shake my head. "No, he can't tomorrow."

"Why not?" Ward asks.

"Well, because we have plans," I explain.

"Oh, really? What plans are those? Sit by the pool all day?" Dad asks.

"No," I state.

"Look, that boat needs a first mate, and you need to start earning your keep around here, all right?" Dad tells John B.

"Dad," I start.

"What?" he asks. "Sweetie, I'm kidding. He's new to the family. I wanna take him fishing. All right?"

"Okay," John B says.

"Yeah?" Ward asks.

I cave, "All right."