A/N Nothing's worse than long car rides, the ride up and down 95 is especially bad...and I couldn't resist putting in Hennessy's Tavern which is supposed to have AMAZING food...I keep meaning to go up there but Northvale is like the most annoying town in the state to get to...but Jill's husband is supposed to be an amazing chef, therefore I must go.

The phone rang entirely too early. He rolled over and picked up the phone. "Macy." He mumbled into it, force of habit from too many late night calls dragging him into work.

"Wake up you, I'm on my way over, ready for some fun in the sun." He all but groaned as he listened to the chipper voice on the other end. "I'll take that as bring on the vacay." He shook his head, trying to clear the sleep away.

"Yeah, I just need to get dressed." He rolled out of bed and padded over to his closet, pulling out the only pair of shorts that hadn't been packed and a tee shirt. He had no sooner pulled on the clean clothes than he heard a sharp knock on the door to announce her arrival. He grabbed his bag and opened the door. She quickly took the oversized bag and tossed it on her backseat as he followed her into the car.

"The beach awaits!" She said brightly as she put the car in gear, heading towards the highway.

"Remind me again why I agreed to this?" he asked her once they were on the way south.

"Because as even you put it, your complextion rivals Dracula's. And because you're getting sick of staying in that house, and because you knew you wanted to keep me company for a week at the beach." They were silent for a while before he spoke again.

"So how far away is this place?" He asked her as he saw the signs pronouncing that they were none to far from the state border.

"The Jersey shore, he didn't say exactly how far. All I know is take 95 down to the Garden State Parkway south, and follow that to Rote 34, pull off there and the place is on the corner of Boston and New Jersey avenue. He said if I get lost follow the signs to Shore Points." He rolled his eyes.

"You don't even have a map?" He asked her and she shook her head.

"Who needs a map? Rob said the signs were really easy to follow. We'll be there in no time, look, we're already out of Massachussetts." She said pointing out the sign that proclaimed that they had already gone through the state. He leaned his head against the window and felt the sleep roll over him.

The bright sun woke him up some time later. He squinted and shifted, stifling a yawn as he looked out the window. "Are we there yet?" He asked mockingly. She laughed.

"Morning sleepyhead." She said as he stretched. "We're getting close, we're in New York. Care to detour to Manhattan?" She asked as the sign said that the little island was the next right.

"No thanks, what's there to do there that you can't do in Boston?" He asked her and she shrugged.

"Go insult Yankee's fans?" She offered. "Shop? Go to Times Square? Try to get on MTV? Stop by the NBC Building?"

"How about we keep going." He suggested, looking at the clock, noticing that they had been on the road a good four hours already.

"Hmm, if you want to stop for lunch, there's a place that he suggested to me that's a little out of our way in a town called Northvale and that if we're feeling adventurous to try and find it, it's a tavern that's supposed to have the best food called Hennessy's."

"Let's just get there." He said, and she shrugged before stifiling a yawn. "You want me to drive?" He asked her.

"Nope, I'm good. Besides, you don't know where you're going."

"Neither do you." He countered and she grinned sheepishly.

"Touche. But I'm fine, Just been up since four AM packing." He smirked.

"I thought the way you were talking last night that you were already packed and ready to go." She quickly changed subjects when they passed the sign that proclaimed they were in New Jersey.

"Here we are, the home stretch. Just keep going until we get on the Garden State Parkway going south-" She started.

"You mean the turn we just missed?" He said as they passed by the green sign that said that turn as well as the exit itself. She muttered a curse before seeing a sign for the next exit that read Shore Points.

"This might work." She said pulling off and he rolled his eyes, reaching for the radio.

"I think you need another station." He said as static filled the car.

"Put on what you want." She told him, and he shook his head.

"I'm going back to sleep, wake me when we get to golden sands." He said, leaning back and closing his eyes again.