"Man...this is really tiring." Jeffrey huffed as he continued to pedal his BMX bike. The Greenwood had just turned right into Idlewood, the foursome didn't notice the tail that was following them as within the car both Carl and Ryder we're at each other's necks.

"Say, CJ, you gon' crash the car again?" Ryder joked.

"Fuck you, Ryder!" CJ shot back.

"Ryder, give CJ a break, man," Sweet told the stoned gangster. "He's practically turned the Grove around by himself."

"I was just telling a joke on the little nigga," Ryder protested.

"Everything you do is a joke, Ryder!" CJ told him.

"That ain't true!" Ryder growled furiously.

"Ryder, just chill the fuck out, man," Big Smoke told him calmly.

"Remember - we're reuniting the families and no bullshit," Sweet told everyone as CJ made a left turn on Jefferson. "Stay cool."

"You know me, Sweet," Ryder told him. "Cool as a Shaolin monk."

"Especially you, Ryder!" Sweet told him.

"What you mean?" Ryder asked, sounding rather disgruntled. "I resent your implication and shit!"

"Sweet's just sayin' you a natural killer baby," Big Smoke told Ryder. "But you gotta check yourself and be cool."

"Yeah," Ryder replied. "Well put it like this - I understand what he's trying to say, but I'm always cool, fool!"

"Hey, we all down with that, baby!" Big Smoke replied.

CJ pulled into the motel's parking lot, as Sweet began getting his weapon ready. "OK, it's strictly one rep' per set," he told the other three. "You guys are gonna have to wait here."

"We'll be there just in case, bro," CJ told him.

"Thanks, homie," Sweet said, "but I'm down with these boys."

So Sweet hopped out of the vehicle and ran into the motel. As Sweet got inside, the other three were looking around the outside of the motel, where the former Grove Street Families members now turned Seville Families were hanging around.

Jeffrey watched from a far squinting his eyes to see clearly, he had been racing on the train tracks since he used the tracks bridge to catch up. "Damn they already arrived." Jeffrey muttered as he gained yards.

Back with the homies in the car, Ryder spoke up.

"I don't like this, man," Ryder said, sounding slightly nervous. "Look at all them other family 'hoods! They used to be Grove Streets."

"Relax," CJ replied. "We straight, they straight. How about you, Smoke?"

"Hey, I'm feelin' a little exposed, but I'm good," Big Smoke said.

Suddenly, a Los Santos Police Department unit arrived in a helicopter. "This is the Los Santos Police Department!" one of the pilots of the helicopter shouted through a megaphone. "Everybody stay where you are!"

CJ, Ryder, and Big Smoke all watched as the light from the helicopter shone down the ground. "Oh shit!" CJ shouted as he promptly hopped out of the vehicle, pulling out a shotgun in the process.

"All units rock 'n' roll!" one of the SWAT cops bellowed as they all slid down from the ropes being lowered from the helicopter. Jeffrey watching from just the entrance was shocked as the police helicopter's light shinned on him. "Citizen! Return to your home, now!" the pilot shouted at Jeffrey.

CJ turning around to see who the pilot was shouting at was shocked to see Jeffrey there. "Loc?! Man what the hell are you doing here!" he shouted as Jeffrey was about to answer but Ryder beat him to it.

"Man, what you doing?!" Ryder shouted at CJ.

"Carl, get back in, man we outta here baby!" Big Smoke pleaded.

"I ain't leavin' my brother!" CJ protested. "I ain't no busta!"

"Man, it's every motherfucka for himself!" Ryder shouted as Big Smoke hopped into the driver's seat and backed up into the road, passing Jeffrey by an inch as he then drove away.

"Carl, man what's happening? Is this part of the baptism?" he questioned as he approached CJ who had begun to sneak his way to the entrance of the motel.

"Baptism? Wait hold up- YOU CAME HERE BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT YOU WE'RE GETTING BAPTISED!" he whispered with a shout. "What, is it not?" he question. "Fool hell no! It's a meeting between the sets! Jeffrey just get the hell outta here, before the police see you."

"What'yu gonna do?" he questioned. "I'm gonna save Sweet, he's in there right now."

The cops tried to take out the former Grove Street Families members outside, CJ and Jeffrey stood there discussing. "Let me help." he declared.

"What?!"

"Let me help."

"Man you crazy, just get outta here before you get capped!"

"No, I wanna help so it's either we continue to argue and Sweet get's arrested or we just go." CJ huffed even though he wanted to say other wise he had a point, they we're both in the open. Together they quietly snuck into the Jefferson Motel.

Inside was a disaster. The guests were being harassed and even killed by the cops, and some of the Grove Street Families, Seville Boulevard Families, and Temple Drive members were brutally beaten. Jeffrey was shocked to see a Families member get shredded with bullets only to fall down the stairs with blood pouring out of his mouth.

"God, damn." he muttered in horror as he felt his heart thumping hard, it was the first time he'd seen a body be brutally taken out, due to the anxiety he felt some food going up.

Going to a pod plant he took out all of the food. "Loc! Keep up man!" CJ who was holding his shotgun cried at the top of the staircase. Jeffrey brought his head up as he followed Carl but slowly he could feel doubt that he could most likely die in this place.

CJ turned to his left to scale the stairs when he saw one of the members lying against the wall all bruised up.

"Where the OG's at?" he asked the beaten-down member. "I gotta get my brother, Sweet!"

"They were meeting in the back of the motel someplace..." the member muttered incoherently.

CJ with Jeffrey close by ran up the stairs and made it to the second floor, where some cops tried to shoot them down. Luckily Carl dragged Loc into cover

"Stay here," CJ told Jeffrey who nodded and stayed put, watching Carl creep from behind and shot each of the cops in the hallway one by one.

"Alright pick up that shotty." CJ told Loc who did so with a bit of caution. "Let's roll." they continued navigating through the hallways they came across more of the former members of the Grove Street Families at the end of the room, as CJ noticed more SWAT officers appeared from the skylight.

"Families!" CJ warned. "Cops comin' in from behind!"

So CJ just shot them all down before they even had a chance to land onto the ground as he turned to Jeffrey. "Why didn't you shoot, Loc?"

"Man I was just you know giving you a chance, don't want to take all the glory you know."

CJ rolled his eyes. 'You're lying. You're totally scared.' he thought as they continued on their way, on the right side of the other hallways, more SWAT officers appeared from the rooms. CJ took cover in one of the open rooms as Jeffrey went with him.

"Alright on three, one, two." CJ counted down to three he and Jeffrey got out of cover blasting their shells at the police and they were able to kill them all. "Alright nice let's go."

CJ led them through the other side of the hallway, and soon, more SWAT officers were appearing from more rooms.

'Damn!' CJ thought. Since it was as if the police can't stop appearing from anywhere.

The pair just continued shooting at the officers as they fired back. After every last officer was now down, CJ finally made it to the end of one of the rooms, where he finally found Sweet inside.

"What took you?" Sweet asked CJ. "Where's Smoke and Ryder?"

"They shook on us," CJ told him. "But Loc came with."

"Jeffrey?" at that time the man showed his presence with a grin as he rested his shotgun on his shoulder. "What's good Sweet, I heard you needed help." Sweet just scoffed.

"You know what fuck it, if Jeffrey of all people came to save me, might as well accept it, let's get out of here," Sweet said.

So the trio took the stairs on top of the motel, only to get confronted by yet another chopper hovering up above them.

"This is the Los Santos Police Department!" the pilot of the chopper shouted through the megaphone. "Stay where you are!"

"CJ, that chopper's all over us!" Sweet shouted as he, CJ and Jeffrey took cover behind the air conditioners of the roof. "Hit it!"

CJ and Sweet attacked the chopper by continuously shooting at it. The bullets continued to ram into the hovering chopper and the SWAT officers on the sides sadly had no cover and were taken out by suppresing fire.

"This is Buzzard 1, we are taking ground fire!" the pilot shouted.

After the two Johnson brothers frequently shot at the chopper, the vehicle finally caught on fire, and the chopper plunged down the street below.

"Mayday, mayday, Buzzard 1 is going down!" the pilot shouted. Those were his last words before the chopper finally crashed down in a tremendous explosion down below. "Damn now that's a story I'll be telling to everyone back on Grove." Jeffrey chimed in as they all left the building.