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Carter Verone had sat in his cell and stewed - allowing himself the luxury of his anger. He had let Chulo slip through his fingers. Everyone had said that Chulo was Toretto’s but no, he didn’t believe it. He’d had been sure that his power and position was such that it would be irrelevant.
And yet tall, dark and gravelly had been able to take Brian from him. It was clear to him now his poor Chulo was confused and would remain so whilst Toretto was alive. The solution was simple. When he got out of there he would track down Toretto down and put a bullet between his eyes. Once Toretto was dead, he was sure that Brian would come to him.
It was a good plan, one that would allow him to sleep well tonight - A little too well considering he was in jail. Well, it wasn’t like he intended to spend long there - he had too much to do.
By morning, the news was reporting the breakout of one Carter Verone. The reports stated they were sure he was heading to LA area. The authorities did not know how he'd managed to break out. They did know that he would want to chase Brian O'Conner down.
Too bad that Brian was in Baja.
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The man in question was actually lying content on the beach because he was using his lover, Dom, as a pillow. Dominic was enjoying the chance to relax - it wasn't something any of them had been able to do in far too long. It was a little pathetic that it had taken the threat of a psychopath to make them take a holiday. It was worth it though as they were all feeling much better.
Mia was a little in awe, it was the first time that her core family had been together in far too long. She missed Jesse but the others we're here for now. She was a little sad though truth be told. She didn’t think Letty would remain with them for too much longer. When everyone else was enjoying the nice weather and the beach. Well, let’s just say that Letty wasn’t watching the sea she was watching Dom. Poor Brian. He would have to worry about more than a gunshot wound in his shoulder if Letty’s glare had any power.
The couple in question did not care. They were too engrossed in each other, like they had been since they walked through the door. Mia didn’t know exactly what had happened in Miami. What she did know was that the men had put their pasts behind them and were moving forward. Mia would just be grateful if she could keep their asses’ out of jail for a year.
Brian was content and it was a nice feeling. His shoulder was starting to heal and he was enjoying lying in the sun feeling Dom playing with his hair.
Dom’s voice still had the power to send shivers down his spine, “You know you looked good with those curls.”
Brian wanted to scoff, he knew exactly how he looked, “No I looked like a twink.”
Dom quirked an eyebrow in amusement. He could tell the curls were a source of contention for him for Brian. He was quick to reassure his lover. “You’re pretty just the way you are.”
Brian turned around mindful of his injury. He wanted to make his annoyance known but it only seemed to amuse Dom further. Brian would have pouted if it wouldn’t have proved every point. Part of it must have shown on his face as Dom kissed his anger away. Brian had fast become addicted to those lips. The minute they pressed against his, he was chasing the sensation. Brian hated how he couldn’t keep his eyes open when Dom kissed him. No matter how hard he tried -they fluttered shut in response to Dom’s tongue mapping his mouth.
Dom grinned as he pulled back, “Not in front of the kids honey.”
Brian if he wasn’t a little sex stupid would have smacked him. He smirked as he sassed his lover. “Well sweetheart you better take me inside and do something or I’ll have a headache.”
Vince groaned into his Corona. He wished he’d never mocked them with the cute nicknames. Dom and Brian had turned it completely around on him. They had their own little game of how much they could torture Vince. His girlfriend was no help because in her own words ‘it was his own damn fault’. Sadly she was right, and it was driving him insane.
That wasn’t the big problem for Vince. You see it didn’t matter how irritating he found it. He could see there was someone who couldn’t stand to see Dom and Brian act so in love - Letty. She may be tough, but watching the man she’d been in love with for so long, paw over another man was killing her.
Letty had hoped that by being in Baja she could settle her feelings, but she couldn’t. She knew what she needed to do, and she hoped to god that the team could forgive her. Tonight she was making a clean break. She realised that Dom and Brian had fought for their happy ending and now it was time to fight for her own. She knew that she’d learnt so much with but now was the time to strike out on her own. She stayed on the beach and to watch a local woman fall spectacularly for Leon’s gentle charm. She saw Mia tempt Vince’s grumbling ass to bed and that made her smile more than anything else. If anyone deserved happiness it was Mia - the gang had put her through hell with their stunts.
Letty had made her mind up, the sun had set and it was time to make a break. She slung her clothes in the back of her car and tore away from the beach-side house - rubber burning as she went.
Inside the master bedroom, Dom looked at Brian sleeping. He'd fallen asleep in an exhausted satisfied sleep. He took a minute to appreciate the fact this beautiful man wanted him even after he screwed up.
The past didn’t matter any more Dom was more determined than ever to live in the here and now. Still, he heard the tyres squealing and knew that Letty had left. He felt a pang of sadness - Letty had been part of the team and his life for a long time. He had in truth tried to fight his feelings for Brian for a long time.
You can only fight against the inevitable for so long.
Whilst he was sad that Letty was gone. Dom wished her well as if anyone deserved happiness it was Letty.
It was a little heartbreaking to realize the fun day on the beach was the last time that any of them would see Letty alive. One had to wonder would they have done anything different if they had known?
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In five years the gang had moved on and stopped looking over their shoulder for Carter Verone. Well the others had, Brian and Dom were still alert - they knew better and had the packages to prove it. Carter had been too obsessed not to do something.
Vince had settled down, thanks more to Mia than any sudden desire for personal growth. Leon had hit it off with one of Brian’s work colleagues, Agent Sophie Trinh, and they were settling down. Dom was working his garage and happy to stay the right side of the law. It sucked having an FBI agent as a fiancé - it took away his chance to do illegal shit. Brian’s threat of withholding sex was way more effective than the threat of prison.
Dom was glad that Brian was back at work. He may kind of do reckless things and yes, he’d only just come back from Medical leave. Dom knew that Brian would wither without the work which is why he never stopped him. Watching a zombie version of Brian walk through the door was making him regret that decision.
He guided Brian to the couch. He hated how docile his Brian was. He didn’t know what happened but it had clearly shocked his lover badly, “Come on Bri talk to me.” He pleaded. Dom could couldn't help him if he didn't talk.
Bri looked at him and Dom reeled seeing the tear soaked eyes. It took a lot to make Brian cry. Brian managed to gasp out, “Letty is dead.”
Three words that would replay in his head for the next few hours. Dom could see that he needed to talk and on top of that, if Dom was going to kill the bastard - he’d need to know everything.
Brian was trying to explain. “I didn’t know … but while I was off Letty approached the Agency offering to be a runner. The bastards had her go under the only trouble is Braga is a bastard. Oh and get this he is teaming up with Verone.”
Dom knew how much that Carter Verone had gotten under Brian’s skin. Brian hadn’t regretted being a honey trap. It had got him and Dom free of the charges. Dom knew though Brian sometimes had nightmares. The dreams were all variations on a theme - he didn’t break free of Verone.
For Dom though the red mist had descended. Dom knew in his heart Braga would die for hurting Letty. He would kill Verone so they would finally be free of his damn spectre.
Brian looked into his eyes, “The Feebs want me to go under as a runner.”
There were times where Dom would love to shoot every single one of Brian’s bosses. This was one of those times. Well, fuck that he thought, Brian sure as shit wasn’t going to play runner without him. The FBI’s desire to hide Brian’s record would work in their favour.
Dom pulled Brian back so he could see his eyes, “Listen to me buster, you’re mine and we’ll both be drivers.”
Brian nodded, now the shock was wearing off and the cool, ice prince was returning. Dom smirked seeing his lover return, if they were going to do this then he needed Brian at his best.
“We’ll do it together... both of us will be the best bait to draw them both out.”
Brian didn’t like the idea but couldn’t help but be happy at the idea of Dom being there. He needed to sort his head out, “Dom, if you want to avenge Letty.” He swallowed as this was a big thing for him, “I won’t stop you.” His need for revenge out weighing his desire to enforce the law.
Dom chuckled darkly. He couldn't help but remember sweet, fierce Letty and said, “Oh Verone and Braga will both pay.”
This would end in one pair dead; the only question was which pair?
to be continued...
Authors Note 2: First of all, thank you, thank you, for all the review the feedback and positive comments were superb and probably contributed to the chapter of the sequel being up so quickly. So here’s the thing? What do you think – I live hearing your thoughts and comments.