A/N: This chapter is short, but the next might be a lot longer.

An hour and a half later, they enter D.C., where Mark is filming the city from the backseat of Joanne's car.

"We've passed the White House, the Capitol, and the Lincoln Memorial. And now, where in this neighborhood that seems a little off." Mark narrates as he films.

Jolene looks around the area beside Mark. "Is it me or does this place seem, unsafe?"

Joanne shrugs her shoulders. "Well, I'm following Collins so I'm hoping he knows where he's going."

Maureen pulls out the walkie talkie. "James Bond, are you in? Over"

"Big Elsie, I'm here. Over"

"James Bond, I have a question, where in the hell are we? Over"

"Uh, we're…we're in D.C. and we're almost into Virginia… I think."

Joanne looks at Maureen with nervousness. "He thinks?"

Jolene climbs in the space between the two. "What the hell does he mean he thinks?"

Joanne looks at Jolene. "Sit down before we have an accident."

Jolene rolls her eyes and puts her seat belt on. "Maureen, what is Collins doing?"

Maureen speaks back into walkie talkie. "Um, James Bond, Foxy Brown and Breast Milk are worried. Are we lost?"

"Um, yeah."

Mark sighs. "Well that's just freaking great." He says sarcastically. "We're somewhere in D.C. lost. And these people don't look too friendly."

Maureen responds to Collins. "Why didn't you say anything? Now we have to stop for directions."

Collins pulls over to the side in front of a convenient store and Joanne pulls up behind him. Everyone gets out of the car and Mimi and Roger begin arguing again.

"If you did your job and paid attention to the map, we wouldn't be in this situation." Mimi points out.

Roger rolls his eyes. "You're the one in the front seat. It'll make sense if you had the stupid map."

"Oh so the map is stupid now? If you had it with you, it would have been smart to not get us in this situation."

Joanne walks over to the bickering couple. "Shut up. Okay, we're going to go inside and ask for directions. Is that okay with you guys?"

Everyone walks inside the convenient store and Mimi walks over to get some snacks. She walks down another aisle and sees condoms on the shelf and sighs.

"I doubt that I'll be needing those on this trip." Mimi walks away sadly. Collins and Joanne walk up to the register.

Joanne taps the cashier on the shoulder. "Hello. I was wondering if you have any map."

The cashier, even looking at her, answers. "Nope. Fresh out."

Joanne sighs. "Well can you atleast tell me where we are?"

At that moment, three men in at the with ski masks and guns pointing them around.

"Alright everyone get on the fucking ground!" The first gunman yells!

Maureen screams, along with Mimi. Mark runs over and grabs Jolene and tackles her to the ground. Joanne and Collins put their hands in the air. Collins looks over to the cashier, who's terrified.

The cashier glances at Collins. "Welcome to Southeast D.C."

A/N: Damn, left you guys on a cliffhanger. BTW, Southeast D.C., not exactly the safest place, believe me.