AN: Soooo I was taking a nap and I had a dream about a story, so I am going to try my hardest to remember what it was, I have an idea but bits and pieces are missing. Damn dreams, I can never remember mine. But you guys let me know what you think and if I should continue or just stop haha! It's a little different than anything that I wrote because its not really based about the movies, maybe a few scenes but most of it is going to be made up so bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the Fast and Furious Franchise.

All mistakes are mine

"Brian O'Connor, you are found guilty are the charge of three accounts of illegal street racing, and one account of aiding and abetting. You are to serve a maximum of ten years in a maximum prison. Do you have anything you would like to say?"

Seven years, that's how long it took for Brian O'Connor to finally be released from prison. Word on the street, Dominic Toretto only served five, before he was released on good behavior. Life had made a turning point when they went after Tran after the races in the Desert. Cops were waiting for them, it was a trap. He never knew that the life he lived, would soon turn into him serving time in prison. Brian didn't even bother to look back at the prison as he stepped through the barbed wire fence and climbed into the taxi waiting for him.

"Where to?" The driver turned around and looked at him.

"DT's garage." Brian turned away from him.

"How long were you in for?" The man turned back around and put the car in drive.

"Can you just drive?" Brian retorted. He wasn't in the mood to discuss his life with a random stranger. He sighed as he rolled the window down, letting the Los Angeles air hit him in the face. He spent seven years missing this feeling, the wind blowing into a car as he sped down the street. He needed to get into a car. It didn't take long for the yellow taxi to arrive at its destination.

"Thanks." Brian threw him money before exiting the taxi and looking up at the garage standing in front of him.

"Well looks who it is, what are you doing here Brian?" Leon walked outside the garage.

"Where's Toretto?" Brian ignored the question.

"You didn't answer my question, why are you here?" Leon walked closer wiping his hands on the towel before throwing it on the ground next to him.

"How about you just tell me where Toretto is and we call is day?" Brian smirked.

"Will you two stop, its over!" Mia yelled from the door of the garage. "Dom is at the diner, I suggest you go see him before you come back here."

"Yeah go on, you aren't wanted here." Leon snapped before moving back to the garage and shutting the door down in front of him. Brian sighed before turning around. Mia Toretto, the love of his life. Or so he thought. Here's a little play by play, don't fall in love with a girl before getting rid of the first one you had.

Brian O'Connor had moved to Los Angeles, California for one reason and one reason only. To get away. That was it. He didn't have any other reason. He was from Arizona, and boy was he ready to get away. He had been dating a blonde named Natalie, when she told him she was pregnant. He didn't believe her, women would do anything to keep a man. Anything. The first chance he got, he was gone. He moved as far away as he could. Which brought him to Los Angeles. That was fifteen years ago. He had spent eight years in Los Angeles, building his life there with Mia and the rest of the crew. He became one of the best known street racers, until Natalie showed up, and ruined everything. Mia was heartbroken, Brian never told her of his life in Arizona. No one ever knew of a Natalie and Brian wished he would have kept it that way. That was what caused him and Dom to get arrested. His head wasn't in the right place. Natalie told him of his son, but he didn't believe it. She wanted him to meet him, but Brian was more worried about himself. He was selfish, he knew that now. Did I mention that he was a cop? Yeah, that's how he came to be in the crew with everyone. He went undercover, that was exposed too. Now he was out of prison, he had no one.

He stopped looking up at the diner in front of him. He remembered the first time he came here, it was the first time he met Dom. He knew he had to get in with him if he was going to take him down. Things changed when he met Mia though, all bets were off. He knew she was the one the moment he laid eyes on her, but still his selfishness took over. "You going to just stand there or are you going to come inside?" Dom was standing outside the diner with a beer in his hand. He didn't wait for Brian to respond before walking back inside. The diner was closed, due to Brian getting out of prison, Dom decided to close early. Brian looked behind him as he walked towards the diner and walked in.

"This place looks good."

"Want a beer?" Dom asked.

"No, I'm good."

"Good. Sit down." Dom pointed to the chair at the table. Brian sighed as he walked over to the table and sat down in the chair.

"Look…"

"No!" Dom's voice was firm. "You don't get to talk, I do. You are going to listen."

Brian didn't move, he just stared at the man in front of him. "Jesse is dead." Dom glared at him. "And I blame you for that. When were you going to tell us Brian? When were you going to tell us that you were a cop?"

"I wanted to…"

"No!" Dom yelled slamming his fist down on the table. "You spent all this time with me and my family, you lied to us, you used my sister. You not only lied to us about you being a cop but you lied to us about your life…you have a son Brian. Did you know that?"

Brian nodded his head. "Yeah I bet you did, but you are a selfish bastard who only cares about himself." Brian turned away from him. His fist were clenched as he sat there listening to Dom tear into him. "You want to know his name?"

"What went on in my life before has nothing to do with you." Brian gritted his teeth.

"You don't think so?" Dom stood up. He had an envelope underneath his arm and threw it at Brian, hitting him in the chest. "His name is Jackson and…he has been living with me for the past three years."

"What?" Brian shot up from the chair.

"Maybe if you read the letters that were sent to you, you would know what was going on. I couldn't have them take the kid away. He has been staying with me and Leon, he doesn't know about you. I don't really care if he ever knows about you, but if you are going to be in this town, you know that that kid has been through some shit and he doesn't need you to coming and fucking it up for him."

"Natalie?" Brian couldn't breathe.

"She's dead."

For a moment Brian's world stopped. It was true, he didn't read or reply to any letters sent to him while he was prison. He was pissed off. He was mad that he was caught, he was mad that he failed at everything he worked so hard to have. Now he had a son, whose mother was dead. He walked outside to get some air.

"He's fifteen years old Brian and he needs his father. As for the rest of the team…Mia. You aren't welcome, I don't care what you do but you are to stay away from her. She doesn't need you Brian…she doesn't want you. Whatever you think you two had, you don't anymore. Its been seven years, put all that shit behind you."

"I never meant to hurt her."

"I find that really hard to believe. There is a car waiting for you with money in it."

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because I know what its like to lose a father, I know how he feels. You need to take whatever bullshit you are feeling right now and get rid of it because its not just about you anymore. You have a son."

"What am I supposed to do? I don't know anything about being a father."

"I don't really care." Dom told him before walking away. "How about telling the truth Brian, you ever thought about doing that?"

Brian was left standing in front of the diner. He's mind was going ninety miles a minute. He had a son, who was fifteen years old. He had missed most of his life for his selfishness.

"Will you just listen to me?" The woman yelled as Brian went to climb in to the orange Supra. "He's your son Brian, and I have wait eight years, don't you think its long enough?"

"Why are you here Natalie? Why?"

"Because he deserves to know who his father is."

Brian sighed as he cut the car on. "This is my life now Natalie, I don't have time for this." He slammed the door before putting the car in drive and speeding away down the street. That was the last time he ever saw her. That was the night of the Desert. He had watched Jesse lose his car to Tran, he had watched Dom drive away knowing he was headed for the trucks, he had to finally tell Mia about him being a cop, she had punched him in the face, after asking him about Natalie. Things had went downhill from there. It took all of him to convince Mia to tell him where Dom was going, she only did it because she knew her family was in danger. Brian put the woman from Arizona behind him that night, he was fighting for something now. He had grown to love Mia, and wasn't willing to lose her so easily. If only it was that easy. Brian had caught up with Dom at the house the next day, he was still covered in blood from where Vince was stuck on the truck. Mia had come outside, she was running towards him fists held high. He knew she was mad, but he had something bigger to worry about. He needed to get Toretto out of there. That was his intention when he pulled up to the house, but Dom changed that. He had a shot gun in his hand, causing Brian to pull his gun out. Then Jesse came back, everyone knew what was going to happen, but it was too fast to even react. Tran was there, bullets were flying, and Jesse's body was lying on the ground within seconds of each other. Brian didn't have time to react, he didn't have time to explain why he did what he did. He was in the car before Dom, he knew Dom would be right behind him. They had followed Tran all the way to the bridge, that's when it happened. He hit Tran with his car, the moment he got out of his car, guns were drawn.

"Excuse me." A voice knocked Brian out of his thoughts. He looked over at a blonde headed boy standing next to him.

"Is he alright?" A brunette was beside him.

"Are you alright?" The boy asked with a smile on his face.

Brian continued to look at him. It was like looking a mirror. "Yeah, I was just thinking." Brian finally replied.

"Well if you don't mind, can you move we have to open?" The boy asked before shaking his head as he walked away.

"Sure." Brian began to walk away.

"Jackson, did you get that text from Vincent today?" The girl asked walking up next to him. Brian stopped and listened as the two kids begin to talk. He was there, he knew it was him the moment they locked eyes but Brian couldn't bring himself to say anything.

"Yeah, there's a race tonight, so what?" Jackson replied.

"My dad will shit, if he knew we were going to this tonight."

"Rox, you worry too much. They aren't going to know." Jackson smiled at her. He opened the door before they both disappeared inside.

AN: Okay, so it's a start and I know that Brian is a little out of character but I will get him back to how he is in the next chapter. I need him to be hardheaded about learning that he has a son but let me know what you guys think, should I continue? Tell me! REVIEW!