A/N: Okay, long ass time. Don't kill me, please! This is just a very short chapter, but now I'm going to be doing chapters by each car. But this is just to get JBL's ass into his SUV so they can get going again. Sorry for the long wait and I hope you all will start to enjoy this story again. Expect updates at least twice a week, depending on how I feel after/before work.

Thanks once again!

"So, how long should we wait?" Tazz asked Rock as they ate their meal. After the little fiasco with JBL getting arrested, they took Eddie's food decision and stopped off at a Mexican restaurant. Lucky for the whole entire group, the restaurant was pretty large.

"Forever!" Eugene said with a laugh as he clapped his hands together.

"When were done, knowing JBL, he'll be whining by then." Rock said as he ate more.

Everyone seemed to quicken their pace to finish, getting the message that the trip they were going on was going to be way longer than expected. They all got into the cars and headed off for the police station.

Rock, Triple H, Chris Jericho, and Kurt Angle went into the station. They went over to the desk.

"We're here to pick someone up." Rock said when the officer greeted them.

"Name?"

"John Bradshaw Layfield." Triple H said.

"Oh, him." The officer muttered. "Thank God, he's been going on and on about everything the past hour."

All four wrestlers grinned at the officer's words, and then followed him as they went over to the cell, seeing JBL sitting down.

"Get up you jackass." Jericho said with a laugh.

JBL looked up. "You've come to pick me up?" He got up, a sense of relief coming over him. He walked out of the cell when the officer opened it.

"Have fun." The officer said as he walked back to the desk.

"Right." Kurt mumbled as he walked out of the station with the rest.

Moans and groans came from everyone else as they saw JBL coming out of the station as a free and happy man.

"I'm free, I'm alive, and I can't believe it! Now get in the damn car, it's time to go!" JBL instructed as everyone gave shot a glare.

Rock smacked him upside the head. "Now shut up you pathetic waste of human life, and get in the damn car, before were forced to leave you here, again!"

"Like you would do that to me?"

"Gladly." Jericho shouted as he slammed his door shut.

All of the cars began to roll on again, heading towards Mississippi.