A/N: As with all my BMFM stories I do not own the rights to the main characters, I do, however own the rights to my made up characters.

My Friends The Biker Mice From Mars, Season 2, Vol 1.

Chapter 4.

It had now been six long years since I had turned my back on my family and friends back at home in Kidderminster, I had now amassed a huge amount of money by purchasing old run down houses, then having them rebuilt and then re-selling them for huge profits, but whilst that gave me a feeling of immense power and control, I still felt empty and cold inside, though I didn't want to admit it, I missed the guys.

I had just finished renovating a house and was just in the process of re-selling it, when I called for my driver to bring my car around, my driver did as he had been asked.

Driver: Where to sir?

Me: It's ok James, take a couple of weeks off, I'm going to go back to my guys.

Driver: Very good sir, drive safely and I'll see you when you get back.

I got into the limo and drove to the ferry port, again, as I had done six years previous, I bought a ticket and boarded the next ferry. I so wanted to call the guys to let them know that I was on my way back, but two things stopped me, the first, I wanted it to be a surprise, the second, they all probably still hated me for walking out on them.

I was now nearing home and the guys, had anyone changed?, would they still hate me?, would they still be here?, all these questions suddenly started to race through my mind. I was a fifty year old man and yet I had so many butterflies in my stomach, almost like a five year old child just going to school for the very first time.

I drove up the private road that led to Charley's workshop and saw the lady herself working on a vehicle. I pulled up just in front of the workshop, suddenly I spotted fifteen gleaming AI bikes, including Vinnie, my old quad bike which now had the spirit of Vinnie in it.

Charley now made her way over to my limo, like a coward I hid behind a pair of dark sunglasses and wound my window down half way, she was still the same old Charley girl, still not happy unless her hands were covered in oil and grease.

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