Distribution: Ask and you shall receive.

Notes: Forgive me for the shortness of the chapter. Sorry I haven't updated anything in a while but my muse kind of left me for a little while, he's back so hopefully I'll update some of the neglected stories. Anyway, previous notes still apply. Hope you like it and again I'm sorry that it's short.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.

Chapter Eight - Just let it go

"John, what the hell were you thinking?" Lita exclaimed from her position in the back.

John's hands clenched tightly to the steering wheel, trying in vain to ignore the redhead.

Randy shook his head. "Man, just answer her."

The WWE champion frowned as he glanced at his friend. "Ya know this is your fault right?"

An eyebrow rose, "How exactly is this my fault?"

"You fell asleep! Knowing damn well that I'm horrible wit' directions."

Whatever reply the younger man had on his tongue was stopped short as an other voice broke into the conversation.

"I don't like being ignored."

John rolled his eyes as they drew closer to the Detroit exit ramp. His turn signal turned on as he moved into the correct lane.

"John don't you dare..."

"Mija, just let it go." Rey said putting a hand on his friends shoulder.

The redhead shook her head violently. "No, we have to keep going. We're not even that far anymore, if we keep-"

Randy sighed from the front seat as he turned around to look at the fuming diva. "Li, hun, I really hate to tell you this but we won't make it even if we tried. If you haven't been paying attention, it's been snowing so you know that just means slow traffic and maybe even dead stop traffic. And do you really want to deal with that?" His brow rose in question.

Her mouth opened as if to reply, only to snap it shut as she glared at him.

"That's what I thought. So stop giving all of us a hard time about it and just relax while we look for a damn hotel." Randy snapped.

Still fuming Lita sat in silence with her arms crossed over her chest, muttering their doom under her breath. Rey sighed as he tried to talk the redhead into not killing the two dark haired superstars. Randy fumbled with the radio as John slowly eased the SUV into the changing lane. It wasn't long before Lita sighed in defeat as she realized the four of them were now entering Detroit Michigan.

-X-

After good thirty minutes of painfully quite silence the quartet found themselves turning into one of the Holiday Inns of the area. John carefully parked the SUV into one of the vacant parking spaces.

"Are you sure we're going to be able to find a room here?" Randy asked as he unbuckled himself.

A pointed glare was sent in his direction. "Yeah I am."

Rolling his eyes Randy stepped out of the car mumbling, "I was only asking."

In the backseat, Rey and Lita simply shook their heads as the too exited the SUV and followed the two blue eyed superstars to the back of the vehicle to get their baggage. Lita looked up at the sky as John preceded to take all the baggage out and hand it to the appropriate person. A snow flake fell onto her eyelash, causing the redhead to blink and wipe at her eye. Hazel eyes shifted to the somewhat snow covered ground. The snow was starting to accumulate now and as she stepped up slowly to take her luggage from John she felt little sheets of ice, most likely from the last time it snowed.

"Alright people let's go." John stated as he slammed the back of the SUV shut and made sure to lock the vehicle before grabbing his bags from the ground and walking a head of the group.

Rey rolled his eyes, "And who do you think you are the captain?"

John feigned hurt, "Now that hurts. I do my best to get us here safely and this is how I'm treated."

The redhead scoffed, "The day you do something to benefit others is the day I'll willingly go out in public in a dress."

The West Newbury native smirked, "Well now that day may come sooner then you think." He rose an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder at her and realized she was a bit further behind then the others. "Ya got a problem there Red? Do ya need me to carry ya?"

Hazel eyes rolled. "No thank you. I've had enough of you touching me. You know...y'all shouldn't be walking to fast."

Randy glanced back at with a brow raised in question. "Why's that?"

"Cause there's..." She trailed off as Randy's bag soon went flying in the air. The superstar landing hard on his ass. "ice." she finished, trying not to laugh.

"Damn it!"

John and Rey both laughed at the other mans' predicament not even thinking of the possibility that it might happen to them as well. Sure enough Rey was the next one to fall, the short Mexican mumbling curses in Spanish. And as John got his laughs from the misfortune of the two men, he met the same fate. A spew of curses leaving the champions lips as he lifted his head up from the ground and wiping away the snow.

Lita shrugged as she waltzed passed them laughing. "I tried to warn you but did you listen? No. Your fault not mine."

The trio still on the ground looked at one another, John and Randy quick to mock her only to receive the one finger salute from the diva before she disappeared through the lobby doors.

"She so has it comin'." John grumbled as he pushed himself up off that floor.

Rey stood up next, steadying himself before he started to brush off the snow from his clothes. "You're only going to get yourself into a hole Cena."

John nose scrunched up as he helped Randy off the ground. "Ya know. Rey I think you should help us. Ya know you want to."

Rey tapped his chin and thought about it. Glancing back towards the lobby doors before looking back over at the duo. "Fine. I'll help you with one prank"
John smiled from ear to ear. "That's what I like to hear."

"Damn it. My pants are wet now." Randy sighed from behind John.

The West Newbury native rolled his eyes. "Orton you're sounding more like a woman each day."

"Blow me, Cena."

John scoffed, as he reached down and gathered his fallen things. "I always had a feelin' you batted for the other team."

"Why you-"

"Just let it go. You know he's only messing around to get you going Orton." Rey spoke up, an amused smile on his face as he too picked up his things and followed John. Randy grumbled under his breathe about people liking to comfort in his pain as he followed the other two's example.

-X-

"Geez, Orton you're so slow." Lita said with a hand on her hip as she walked over to him.

"Bite me."

"If I don't want to bite Cena what makes you think I'll bite you?" She asked, then waved her hand dismissively, not even giving him a chance to reply. "We all are sharing a two bed room. It was the only room available and I'm really in no mood to try and find another hotel that might have more rooms cause for all we know there might not be."

Randy nodded, glancing around and noting that Rey and John were standing by the elevator. "I guess we should head up to the room then?"

Lita looked at him, her face clearly saying 'No duh' before she turned on her heels and walked back over to the elevator with Orton not far behind. The trip to the fourth floor of the hotel remained quiet, the four deciding it best they said nothing and wait until they enter the room before deciding on what was going to happen next on their little 'adventure'.