Title: Sweet Sixteen
Type: 7th Heaven Fan Fiction
Rating: PG (Sexual references)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of 7th Heaven. I do own all my original characters and this story, though. Don't take.
Summary: Just what Ruthie has always wanted: A road trip with five of her best friends, on her sixteenth birthday. But Ruthie, her four best friends, and her boyfriend (who is still Peter) run into a few problems.

Writer's Note: This story takes place two years from now, when Ruthie is turning sixteen. She's dating Peter, so it's as if he never moved away.

In the motel room...

"I think I'd rather sleep in the car," Daniel said.

"Daniel, you're such a freak!" Kelsey said.

"Every single last one of you is mad at me," Daniel explained.

"You got that right," Peter said. Ruthie nodded.

"Well, take care of yourself," Ruthie said.

"Or don't. We don't care either way," Jason added.

"Bye Daniel," Ruthie said. She waved. He grabbed his pillow and went out to the car. In a few seconds, he came back in..

"Daniel? What?" Jacee asked.

"Guys, the car is gone," Daniel announced.

"The car. My car? It's gone?!?" Jacee asked. She was stunned.

"Yep. It's gone. Check for yourself," Daniel replied.

"You didn't move it or something, did you?" Ruthie asked.

"He couldn't have! I have the keys!" Jacee replied, "And it was locked."

"Then how was I supposed to get in it?" Daniel asked.

"You were supposed to figure that out on your own!" Kelsey replied. They looked outside.

"Wow. It is gone," Peter said.

"No kidding," Jason replied.

"My mom is going to kill me," Ruthie said.

"That's nothing to what my parents are going to do to me!" Jacee explained, "It was my car."

"This is all my fault. If it hadn't been for me, we wouldn't be on this stupid road trip!" Ruthie exclaimed.

"You're right," Daniel agreed.

"You're not supposed to agree with that, stupid," Peter said.

"But it is true," Daniel said. Ruthie looked at him in disgust.

"Peter? Can I use you phone?" Ruthie asked. Peter handed it to her. She dialed.

"Mom? Jacee's car was stolen. We're at the Motel 6 in Burnsbank, CA. We haven't gone too far," Ruthie said, "Thanks." She hung up.

"They're coming to get us. They'll be here in the morning. Mom says we must have been driving really slow to be in this kind of predicament," Ruthie explained.

"Are they mad?" Jason asked.

"She didn't act like it, but I can smell a lecture on the way home," Ruthie explained. They all sighed.