Summary: Jaqk Devonshire just lost everything she held dear to her. Her father murdered and now she is on the run from those who did it. She goes to stay with Mia Toretto for a while then up and disappears. Three years later she comes back to the USA. What will happen when Dom sees her, now a new woman? DOMOC

Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned the characters of FATF movies. I only own Jaqk and the big bad Gang that killed her father. Jaqk is my own original character as are the other obvious original characters.

Chapter One:

"DAD!"

Jaqk watched helplessly as her father was being attacked. She herself was being restrained in a headlock by one of the gang members. "YOU BASTARDS LEAVE HIM ALONE!" One turned to her and gave Jaqk a swift kick to the stomach, "Shut up!" Jaqk fell to the floor, the taste of blood in her mouth. She tried to get up but one man put his foot on her head to keep her down. She looked up just as her dad was shot, "DAD!" She struggled to try and get up to help him but it was no use. When she kept struggling she was kicked in the head, causing a cut to form on her eyebrow that was bleeding profusely; along with the cut on her lip.

The leader looked around at the job he and his boys had done. He gave a laugh "Let's go boys." Once they had gone Jaqk got up and limped over to her father. "Dad…Daddy?" She got down and rolled him over, receiving a moan of pain as her answer. There was blood everywhere, now on her too, "Dad?" He groaned "Jaqkie, you have to…to listen to me the-there's not much time. Over…over there under those boxes, you…you'll find a trap door. In the safe is…is…my life's savings. Take it and you run….you hear me? You run." She looked at him shocked "No dad I can't-"Damn it Jacqueline Devonshire listen to me." He never called her by her full first name, never. "The…the combination is 35-right, 10-left, 18-right. Go…go." She limped over and knocked all the boxes over and found the trap door. She took the top off and began putting in the combination.

"35-right, 10-left, 18-r-right," after she put the last number in the safe open then she grabbed her backpack and began putting the money in. Once all the money was gone from the safe she closed it and covered it back up. Jaqk limped back over to her father. "Jaqk, you have to go now." Tears now flowed from her eyes, "I love You Jaqkie, and remember that." She nodded her head before she placed a kiss on her father's forehead one last time. "I love you dad." She let go of his hand and ran to her car, the engine roared to life before Jaqk zoomed off down the street.

Jaqk drove for a while before she reached into her jacket pocket, which lay on the passenger's seat. She pulled out her cell phone and began to dial. The phone rang three times before it was answered, "Hello?"

"Mia?"

Mia became worried when she heard the tone in Jaqk's voice, "Jaqk? What's wrong?" Jaqk let out a ragged breath "Is that offer still up?" "Of course Jaqk, when will you get here?" "10-15 minutes," "Okay Jaqk, I'll be waiting for you." Jaqk hung up the phone and continued to drive down the dark streets. She arrived at the Toretto's house not long after her conversation with Mia, who was now sitting by the window waiting. Mia watched Jaqk get out of the car. When she saw that Jaqk was limping and covered in blood she ran out to her.

"Jaqk my God what happened?" She gasped slightly at the cut on her eyebrow and lip, both bleed out and now the blood was dried. Her face was dirty from crying, her tears now mixed with the blood on her lip and chin. "Come on, you can use the shower." Mia helped Jaqk inside before leading her to the bathroom, "Mia?" Mia turned back and looked at her, "Thank you." She offered Jaqk a kind smile before she walked off to retrieve Jaqk's duffel bag from her car.

The hot water of the shower helped to calm her tired and very sore muscles. No doubt she would have bruises where she had been kicked. Jaqk stood there under the shower head and just let the water fall on her. The blood was now gone and reveled the nasty cuts, her lip was now swollen and slightly bruised. She washed her long auburn hair, which was now rid of any blood and or dirt. When Jaqk finished with her shower she noticed that Mia had brought in some cloths for her to change into. Jaqk couldn't help but smile, Mia was always being the sister, making sure Jaqk was okay all the time. Jaqk changed and placed her bloodied cloths in the trash, she never wanted to wear them again.

Jaqk came out and laid down on the couch, which Mia had made up for her. As soon as her head hit that pillow she was asleep. Though she awoke a few hours later when the cops showed up. "Good evening Miss Toretto. We are looking for Jacqueline Devonshire." Mia placed her hands on her hips, "May I ask why?" The cop sighed "I'm afraid that her father has died." Mia gasped "Oh god." "If you see Miss Devonshire, tell her we would like to speak to her." Mia nodded, before she said bye to the cops then she shut the door. Jaqk lost it, she broke down right there. Mia rushed to her side and held her grieving friend. She cried for what seemed like hours before she eventually cried herself to sleep.

Dom had finally come home at 1 o'clock in the morning. He had been at the shop all night and to say he was surprised when he saw Jaqk's car at his house, would be an understatement. He literally ran into his house, he just knew that something was wrong. Dom walked into the living room to see Mia sitting on the couch next to a sleeping Jaqk. "Mia?" She looked up, Mia had been crying, "Mia what happened?" Mia got up and took Dom into the kitchen. "Jaqk's dad was killed by a gang." Dom's heart began to race "Is she okay?!" Mia nodded "A few cuts and bruises but nothing to serious." Nothing to serious his ass! She witnessed her father die! How do you call that nothing serious?!

Dom walked past his sister and back into the living room. Jaqk was asleep, but he saw her tear stained face. He gently sat down on the edge of the couch and took a hold of her hand. He sighed and picked up her sleeping body off the couch. Dom carefully cradled her in his arms as he carried her up the stairs and to his bedroom. He'd let her sleep in his bed and he would take the couch.

When Dom reached his room he gently laid Jaqk on the bed then pulled the blankets over her. He looked back at her once more before he shut the door quietly behind him.

A week had passed by, and Jaqk hadn't left Dom's room. She hardly slept or ate; in fact she was hardly talking anymore. Dom watched as she slipped deeper into a state of depression as the days passed by.

Dom walked into his room carrying a plate of food, he had to try and get her to eat. He was surprised when he saw Jaqk sitting up and staring out the window. Dom walked over and sat down on the bed beside her, "Jaqk?" She looked at him then to the plate of food in his hands. "All that for me?" she asked in a slightly raspy voice. Dom smiled,

"Glad to see that you are talking again." She smiled slightly "I'm sorry for being a depressed lazy ass." Dom shook his head "You don't ever have to apologies for that. You have every right to be depressed after your father died." Jaqk nodded, "Now are you going to eat or do I have to shove this down your throat?" Jaqk laughed "No, I'll eat."

Dom sat with Jaqk as she ate, making sure she ate every last bite. "You want to go out today?" Jaqk slowly nodded her head. "Y-yeah, when is Dad's funeral?" Dom sighed "Three days." She looked at Dom, "Will you go with me Dom?" Dom smiled "Yeah, yeah I will." Jaqk gave Dom a smile before she laid her head on his shoulder, "Thanks Dom." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders,

"Any time Jaqkie. Anytime."