Authors Note: Short and random...my mind is kinda strange.

:)

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The water from the car's tires sprayed behind them as the dark vehicle sped down the road, rain pouring down and adding to the adrenaline pumping through Phoebe's body. She wasn't sure what was worse, the fact they were doing one hundred in a strictly eighty zone or the actual fact Billie was the one behind the wheel…both were kinda bad, scary and something Phoebe thought should only be put together in nightmares.

Okay, so Billie wasn't the worse driver ever…she just wasn't very good – and her love of getting shoe heavy with the accelerator and paying no mind to the brake was something that made Phoebe clutch her seat belt and grip anything she could to stay in the proper position.

Demons be damned! This was definitely the scariest thing she had ever been put through.

Jerking with a violent force forward she turned to face Billie – okay why is she smiling?

"Wanna slow down?"

"Phoebe, you know we can't!" Replied the blonde and with her words fastened the speed so that Phoebe was quiet sure if they were to hit a pot hole or bump in the road – they would be flying the rest of the way, air born was not something she wanted.

"Why, this is an eighty zone, they allow slowing – in fact they encourage it." Nodded Phoebe and Billie laughed.

"The demon won't wait for us, slowing isn't something I'm really amped to do."

"Well we're so on different pages." Deadpanned Phoebe before adding quietly, "and calling your new boss a demon is so not nice."

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