Brian was having a surprisingly good night. He had escaped the cops, saved Dominic Torretto, raced a damn good race and had scored an invite to the hottest after race party in L.A. Of course there were a few down sides, he had walked to the party, he had lost the race and his car, and he was a cop or rather as good as. Brian took a long drink to help bury the bitter taste in his mouth at the very thought. He was working for the cops. It nearly made him sick to even think about it.

The undercover man took another long swig, it didn't even help that he was drinking Vince's beer, something that he would normally enjoy. He sighed soundlessly and closed his eyes as he leaned against the stairs. He watched the party happen around him. It was nice and loud and reminded him of better things in his life. Shaking his head he admitted to himself that this wasn't a good idea and that he should just admit everything to Dom and get the hell out of L.A. It was too hot here for him anyway.

Going to take another drink Brain paused when he heard his cellphone right. He made a face at the rather obnoxious noise that it produced and frowned when he realized just how loud it was in the house. He slipped out of the house ducking into the backyard and accepted the phone call. "Hello?" He answered.

"Jack?" The voice on the other line asked. Brain blinked, no one in L.A. knew him as Jack, they had no clue that Brian Earl Spilner wasn't his name and he wasn't sure just where the man on the other line had gotten this number. "Hello? Jack are you there?" Brain licked his lips before answering. His brother couldn't find out where he was or what he was doing. It was going against everything he and his family were. Cops were no fans of the Mercer brothers.

Deciding to just bite the bullet and get it over with Brian answered his brother, just knowing that his hot headed older brother had figured out what was going on. "Bobby? What's wrong?"

"Jackie, something happened." Brian waited for his brother to continue, ice running though his veins. Something was wrong.

"Bobby?" Brian asked carefully not sure if he wanted to know the answer.

Bobby sighed across the phone line. "Jackie," He started his voice soft, "Ma is dead." Brian felt the world around him cease to exist, nothing mattered. Not the cops, not what would happen when the Torretto Team discover that he was working for the cops. Nothing but the fact that his mother was dead. Brian dropped the phone and fell to the ground his head in his hands, ignoring the calls of his brother from the phone.

Brian didn't notice when Dominic appeared at the door or when he picked up the phone. Brian didn't see the look on the man's face when he spoke to Bobby, nor did he feel Vince help him to his feet and drag him into the house. Brian didn't see or feel anything, because his mind was on a constant loop of his older brother's words. "Ma is dead."

Dominic Torretto was a smart man, he knew when to listen to his gut and when to listen to his people. When Vince called Brian out as a cop, he had a feeling that his brother was right. Brian was just too perfectly placed. The man appeared to suddenly and acted too, perfect. Of course he knew there was something else going on there as well. Brian was a legitimately good driver and a good man if Dom admitted it to himself. If he ignored the flirting with Mia, which Vince did all the time, then he would have said that Brian Earl Spilner was just the kind of guy to fit in on his team, which made things a little suspicious.

When he disappeared up the stairs with Letty, he had honestly meant to have sex, no guy could blame him for wanting it. Letty was a beautiful woman he did enjoy beautiful women. When they arrived at the bed room and Letty insisted that Brian was a cop it pissed the man off a little. He didn't want to think about the man that was most likely a cop that he had brought into his home. He wanted sex. After being yelled at for ten minutes he huffed and gave into her demands, go check on the cop.

Dom wasn't worried about Brian. He knew the man was going to be on his best behavior tonight if he was indeed a cop. He couldn't do anything with out any evidence. He left the bedroom and walked down the stairs slowly, he nodded to the party goers and when spotted his sister he called out. "Mia! You seen Spilner?" His younger sister nodded and pointed at the back door.

"He got a call just before I got to talk to him." Dom raised an eyebrow at her near pouting look. She ignored it and continued. "I think he might have taken off because I haven't seen him since." Dom frowned that didn't make sense. He waved his sister off when she made to ask why a question and headed for the door. He pushed open the door just in time to see Spilner drop his cell phone and fall to the ground. Dom furrowed his brow when he noticed that Spilner didn't pick up the phone. The bald man could hear a voice shouting on the other line, but the other man didn't seem to notice.

Dom picked up the phone and put it to his ear, he could hear the man on the other line trying to get Spilner's attention. Dom wasn't surprised that the man was asking for someone other then 'Brian'. Dominic's voice cut the frantic man off. "Jack is alright." He guessed Jack was Spilner's real name. He heard a sigh from the other man and Dom continued. "He pretty out of it," Dom admitted, "But he's ok."

"Damn it, Jack. Who the hell is this?" The other man swore. Dom waited his eyes still on the man on the ground. "This is Jack's brother Bobby and where the hell is he anyways?" The man now identified as Bobby asked suddenly.

"Dom Torretto we are in Los Angeles." Dom answered shortly, he was curious now and wondered just what had happened to 'Brian'. "Jack is a buddy of mine." He lied. Dom heard Bobby swear again.

"Look, our mother just died and I've got to make more calls, and I don't trust him alone right now. Is there a chance that he can crash at yours or something?" Dom suddenly understood the reaction, this was a kid in too far over his head that just had a bomb dropped on him.

Dominic sighed into the phone. "Don't worry, man. We'll watch your boy, he'll call you first thing in the morning." Bobby's breathing even out a little, he was obviously worried about his younger brother, again something Dom understood.

"Thanks. The Mercer's owe you one." Bobby said in an exhausted tone. Dom smirked and looked at the fallen kid, he would use that to get his answers in the morning.

"I'll keep that in mind." Dom said before the two of them hung up. Dominic shook his head before leaning down and slinging the kid's arm over his own broad shoulders and began the process of hauling the smaller man into a spare bedroom. Dom paused before leaving the room. "Jack Mercer, huh?" And left the room, he needed Jesse to run that name.

In Michigan Bobby Mercer was doing his own thinking. Jerry had been the one to call him and then Bobby had taken it upon himself to inform his other two brothers. He had spoken to Angel first because Bobby didn't even want to imagine the reaction of his youngest brother. When he did get around to calling Jack his fears were made reality when evidently Jack ended up too stunned to speak. Swearing loudly after his conversation with the man that had ended up with Jack's phone, Dominic Torretto he needed to call Angel again. He picked his phone back up from where he had set it and punched the numbers angrily. Angel answered on the third ring.

"What's wrong Bobby?" Bobby ignored the tears in his brother's voice.

"I need you to pick up your little brother. I think he might be in some trouble. He's in LA." Bobby's voice was flat and angry but Angel didn't comment on it.

"It's on my way anyway." Angel said, knowing that even if it wasn't he would have went there to get Jack never the less. Bobby gave Angel Jack's number and then bade his brother good night. Neither said anything but they both knew that they wouldn't sleep tonight, especially with both their mother and their younger brother on their minds.