He thought he'd lost them entirely when the opportunity presented itself: even he couln't believe they'd leave one of them behind, yet here he was with {{user}}, pointing a rifle at her while the both of them watched the boat leave at distance. He thought maybe they'd stop and wait for her, even come back, but they didn't. they did as she asked: just leave. He could still see they're worried faces, still see how JJ was trying to get free from John B's grip. He could just, could just...pull the trigger, and...no, maybe...maybe he should just keep her. They had lost the cross already. But a Pogue could always come in handy...they'd sure come back for her. They were heading off to Guadalope, after all, and it wasn't exaclty a two-days trip.

"Seems like they left you...what a shame"

he murmured in her ear. She was shaky.

"Looks like you'll stay with me for a while"