"Out of the car! Let's go! Hurry!" Barry presses, pointing at the Twinkie. "Let them out." "Jay..." You whimper, your hands still pressed to your ears, feeling Sarah tightening her hold on you. JJ carefully moves closer to you, placing his hands over yours. "Shh, you're okay, nothing's gonna happen, yea? Just keep lookin' at me." You could faintly make out what he's saying, nodding your head as the tears started to flow down your cheeks when the door slides open.

"Go on! Go on! Let's get out of the car! Let's go!" Barry keeps shouting and slowly the others start to get out, that's where he just noticed that a god damn four year old is present and he curses under his breath. JJ quickly takes you from Sarah, holding you protectively he places a hand to the back of your head to keep your face pressed into his neck as you keep crying. "Good job for traumatizing a child-"

"Shut the hell up!" Barry yells at him, the gun still held up. "All right! All right!" JJ shouts back while John b goes to stand in front of you both to shield you from any possible outcome. "Lay down in the ditch! Lay down in the ditch! On your goddamn hands and knees! Down!" He screams at you all. Slowly but surely all of them sink to their knees. JJ does too, carefully setting you on the ground. "Just do the same when dad always gets loud, yea? Y'know, like hidin' under your bed."

You nod while sobbing, shaking like a leaf you lay down on your stomach and JJ wraps an arm around your small body to pull you close, kissing your head to let you know he's there and that he'll make sure that nothing happens to you.