A/N: This one is kinda short n a bit boring. Just building on what we already have really. Don't forget to review! Outies muh bitches, x Abbey x.

Chapter 16 – Home Sweet Home

1 hour later…

The gang returned to their cars. Rylee and Jeff in the MClaren F1, Fallon letting John ride with her in her Mercedes SL. Amy taking, Jillian, Melina, Dave, Rey, Lillian and Randy in the van. Laura and Ashley blasting Flyleaf out of the sound system in the Corvette. Victoria and Trish pulling Matt from the front seat of the Hummer, leaving Matt, Shannon and Shane in the back seat. Trish deciding on some Lindsey Lohan to listen to, to torture the men.

In the MClaren F1

"So what's happening with you and John?" Jeff asked inserting a Pearl Jam CD into the CD player. Black whispering out the speakers.

"We're together." Rylee said leaning back in her seat, after much convincing Rylee had let Jeff drive.

"Oh, okay." Jeff smiled, secretly wishing he had never asked. "How's ya back?" Jeff asked referring to her stab wounds.

"Fine actually." Rylee moved in her seat, finally getting comfortable. "Doesn't hurt like it did yesterday."

"When can you wrestle again?" Jeff asked taking the turn off to Kissimmee.

"Three weeks." Rylee sighed, closing her eyes. "Just until the stitches are done."

In the Mercedes SL 500

"How come you can drive?" john asked flipping radio stations again.

"Mom taught me when I was twelve. The Jeffers taught me how to race when I was thirteen." Fallon replied, with the same look of pure concentration on her face as Rylee.

"How long have you known Rylee and Laura?" John questioned.

"Since I was born." Fallon said taking the same turn off as Jeff. "Mom and short stuff have been my family for as long as I can remember."

"Did they teach you to wrestle?" John asked, finally happy with the radio station.

"Yeah, when I was four."

"Can I ask you something?" John asked.

"You just did. Shoot anyway." Fallon smirked.

In the Hummer (muh ha ha ha)

"Confessions of a teenage drama queen!" Trish sung at the top of her voice. Shannon gently smacking his head off the window in the back seat, each time with a small 'thud.' Matt sat with his head in his hands and fingers in his ears, humming as loud as possible in an attempt to drown the women out. Shane, lucky thing, had somehow been able to sleep through the whole album. Matt gave him a swift kick, if Matt couldn't sleep, than Shane sure as hell wasn't.

In the Corvette

"So what's the house like?" Ashley asked, Flyleaf had been replaced by The Spill Canvas to calm them down.

"Its more a villa. Got a huge pool, massive kitchen, back yard is humungo." Laura laughed. "Faz's room is the best though."

"How come."

"She has twisted stairs to the kitchen from her room, it's a wonder the girl aint fat."

"Kick ass!" Ashley laughed as Laura over took Victoria in the Hummer.

In the Van

Melina, Lillian, Rey, Dave and Jillian all slumped in their seats, all of them breathing heavily as they slept. Amy driving and Randy sitting up front with her. "So, you and Laura." Amy smiled.

"Yeah, she's great isn't she?" Randy beamed.

"Completely crazy." The red head laughed.

"Yeah, its why I love her." Randy sighed.

Jeff cut the engine out on the driveway of the three story villa. White washed walls and huge windows, Fallon pulled up in her Mercedes. "What ya'll doing out here?" She asked after rolling down the window.

"Haven't got the key with the button on." Rylee said, as Fallon pressed the button to open the garage door.

Jeff pulling the car into the garage next to Fallon. The others following suit and pulling into the huge garage. Once all cars got in, the men were forced to drag the bags into the house. Rylee, Laura and Fallon stood by the front door, divas and men surrounding them.

"Home Sweet Home." Fallon whispered as Rylee opened the front door.

JOHN POV

This place was amazing and I was only in the porch. It was the three girls all over. The walls where white and the furniture was black. Colour splashed all over the house with retro patterned pillows, rugs and funky lamps. Fallon led a few away to their rooms, Laura doing the same with the rest.

"John?" Rylee asked, "You wanna room with me?" She smiled shyly.

"Well if I have to." I laughed, pulling her into a hug and kissing her softly. She pulled back and took my hand. She led me up a set of spiral stairs and into a large blue room and white room, filled with fairy lights and a massive bed.

"Just dump ya stuff in here." Rylee said leading me into a huge walk-in closet. She pulled her top of over her head and began to unbutton her pants.

"Lil fast, don't cha think." I raised an eyebrow causing her to laugh.

END OF JOHN POV

"Am changing into muh bikini, perv." She muttered. "So go on, in there." She motioned John into her room, where he sat on the bed and waited.

Rylee appeared a few moments later in a black and white striped bikini with neon green edges. "Wow." She struck a pose, giggling. "You look, just, wow." John said getting up to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She smiled, it was like in that Disney Film the Little Mermaid, when Ariel and the prince are going to kiss each other and the crab is singing, and then the eels mess it all up.

"Mom?" Fallon appeared in the door way.

"Ry?" Laura by her side. Rylee pulled away from John who grumbled something about padlocks on doors and cages.

"Thank you for being my eels." Rylee said, "What's up?"

"Jeff's doing Swanton Bombs into the pool again." Fallon snitched.

"I heard that!" Jeff yelled as he walked up the stairs, dripping wet. A towel wrapped around his waist. "Ya coming or what?" He asked Rylee.

A/N: Okay my mind has gone slightly blank, but messed dash, heehee Math GCSE to sit. Review or I shall prod you with my compass. Outies muh bitches, x Abbey x.