"Mind if I lead the way again. I'm afraid that if you go in front I'll lose you within 10 minutes."
Ashley shook her head "no" before kicking the bike's kickstand back an revving the engine. "Have at it."
"One more thing..." John began, as she placed the helmet down in-between her legs and started to braid her hair into a ponytail. "....don't be so hard on Sam. He has more to bring to this than you realize at this moment. Finding Sam's father would give the answers to many of my, and possibly your, questions... I'll see you in Ashtabula."
Before she could respond Number Four closed the door and started up his engine, causing Ashley to sigh and roll her eyes in frustration.
The ride to Ashtabula was rather uneventful, with the only bit of fun occurring when Ashley purposely dropped far behind John's pick-up and then nearly hit 100 to catch up.
Once inside the city limits of Ashtabula Ashley slowed way down and followed Number Four's truck into the parking lot of a small bed and breakfast.
"Isn't this adorable" she'd joke to herself as she slid her helmet off, got off her new bike, and kicked the stand down onto the ground.
She reached John's pick-up shorty after him and Sam stepped outside of it.
"So, looks like we made it with no tails - seeing as how there was barely anyone passing by or behind us the since the gas station. Six began as she walked over towards the two. "Now since we both have the same last name we basically have two options when it comes to a cover story for this little town, you're my hubby or brother. Both of those options are kinda weird and uncomfortable, but the former is worst than the latter so - brother it is. As for you..." Ashley would switch her gaze to Sam and shrug shoulders, as a genuine look of befuddlement appeared on her face. "...I don't know, maybe you two could be lovers?"
Number Six almost immediately erupted into laughter as she took a step back from them and looked up towards the Inn's sign that read; "Martha's"
"I'm kidding, I guess, yeah....brothers it is I suppose."
Ashely was still snickering to herself as she jogged up the wooden steps and into the old house-turned-inn.
She was quickly greeted by a warm older couple and she'd manage a smile before asking for a room.
Luckily for them there was one room that had just become available a few hours ago, and after showing the woman a fake ID and engaging in some small talk Ashley would pay for a four days and three nights.
After receiving the key to the room Ashley waved John and Sam to follow. It was then, when she saw Bernie, that she backtracked to the front desk and instantly began to plea with the couple to let them bring the dog into the hotel. But Ashley quickly realized the pleading was completely unnecessary when the older man pointed to a "Pet Friendly. 50lbs and under" sign behind the desk.
"Oh nice!" she'd say in relief, before making her way over towards the steps and up to the third floor.
Their room, 3B, was rather easy to find, and once inside Ashley would throw her keys down on the couch and then flop down on one of the two Queen-Sized beds.
"This totally beats the back of a Chevelle any day!"