Billy was nuzzling into Rik's hair as they rode when he felt the Dane move his head to look behind. The Brit had heard the sirens but hadn't guessed it was to do with the band. Of course it was. How could it not? Was it Joe and Aarne or Viktor and Vars? Maybe both.

"Shit, the cops? What do those bastards want?"

Looking behind he noticed Damien and Zack riding with the cops chasing them. Oh no. Poor Zack looking slightly terrified but happy at the same time. That Damien was a crazy one for sure.

Stretching his legs and arms out, Erik sighed and then lit up his smoke, opening the side window and blowing a thin trail out into the air. Did he have a good nap? Oh, did he. His brown eyes twinkling towards Robert as he explained about his dream.

"I did. It was all cuddly and fuzzy then it went warm and hot. I loved it."