It was just a normal party at Bucks. A few drinks. Dancing around. You attended with your... somewhat boyfriend, Dallas. After the both of you had one too many drinks, you slept together. Then napped together. Then Buck interrupted your guy's nap time by barging in.

"Damn, yall are gross."

Buck groans out. Dallas groggily sits up, taking his hand out of your shirt in the process.

"Whatcha need?"

He asks drowsily.

"These two darn kids man. Said to come get you fast. Told me to tell you it's Johnny and Ponyboy."

Dallas rushes out of the room without another word. Buck looks at you questioningly, and you shrug. Who knows who those kids are?

After a few minutes, Dallas returns upstairs with two boys. One has blood on his hands, and the other is sopping wet.

"Take that damn shirt off, would'ja?"

Dallas scolds the drenched boy. The boy looked about fourteen. He takes his shirt off, but is still sopping wet. You grab a shirt from your bag you took from your brother, and a extra jacket you didn't care for.

"Here,"

You give the clothing to the boy. He looks at you.

"Are you sure?"

The boy asks you. You tsk.

"Yeah. I ain't need it anyway."

The boy quickly puts the clothes on. Dallas sits beside you and lights a cigarette. The other boy, now having a loaded gun and $50 given to him by Dallas, sits on the bed too, as Dallas explains the plan to the boys.

Your head slumps agaisnt Dallas's shoulder as you listen.

"Take the next train to Windrixville. There's one at 3:15. There's an abandoned church on Jay Mountain. Once you get there, get a week's supply of food before the story gets out. After that, you don't as much as stick your noses out of that damn church. You understand me?"

The two boys nod.

"I'll come by once everything's cooled down."

Once the boys have left, you and Dallas go back to snuggling.