Title: Fork in the road
Fandom: AU 2 fast 2 furious
Pairings: Carter/Brian and Brian/Dom
Summary: Dom thought that he would never see Brian again. What he did not expect was to be in Miami, watching his man hanging off the arm of another guy. Worse, he was pretty sure the road to hell was not paved with good intentions, but rather, pretty people. He would really like to know just how Brian was going to get Carter, the Feds and everyone else off their backs all while hanging off the bad guys arm - looking prettier than any gansta moll.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters I just own my twisted imagination.

Authors note: I blame this entirely on reading the lj kink meme and supercaptain182's fabulous stories!

Brian sat in the interview room and tried to figure out, just why he'd thrown his life away. Who was he kidding? He knew exactly why - Dom. What he didn't expect was Bilkins to run into the room grinning - that was a turn up for the books.

Bilkins was never one to beat around the bush. "We need you to go to Miami."

Brian had figured he was going to jail, so he thought he was allowed to be confused. Still he had his training, so he asked. "Who is the mark?"

"Carter Verone. I guessed you might go native and decided to use it. Here is the deal. You go under UC and I make this whole fiasco go away."

It was tempting. He wasn't stupid, and if he did this right, then he could make everything square with everyone.

"What's the plan?"

Bilkins squirmed a little. It was the usual way, these guys could run the ops but could never get down and dirty. Of course, one could argue that Brian had got a little too down, and a little too dirty in this last op.

Brian, despite all evidence to the contrary, was not stupid. He wanted to know what was going on. This guy must be bad news if the Feebs were willing to trust a wildcard.

"What's the catch?" He asked again, wanting an answer.

"The guy is slippery and whilst the DEA has placed a very beautiful agent in his operation . . . Well let's say he has looked but hasn't touched."

Right Brian thought, he had the choice to go undercover as a gangster's moll, or possibly go to jail. It was at times like this, that he wished his family life hadn't been so screwed up. He might not have gotten so emotionally involved in this case if it had been better.

Nope that wasn't it. He still remembered thinking at the time that Mia's comment had been way off the mark. He was his own person, and he didn't let anyone own his ass. In light of his current situation, he was rethinking that statement.

So he ran - with Bilkins agreement. He took off to Harry's and laid the foundations for the job. Brian had listened to the catch. It was quite simple really, whilst Carter was known for bedding attractive female brunettes. He preferred his long term relationships to be Ice cool blondes - of the male persuasion. He also was very fond of street racers. Brian could guess that this was going to be his next assignment whether he'd acced this one, or not. Still, Brian would work with what he'd got and knew he could get close. The crazy thing was that his cover was him - A rogue cop that was on the run, and desperate enough to willingly fall in, and work with Verone.

He hit Texas with the clothes on his back, and finally enough money to race without having to give up his pink slip. He was known as Bullet, and a racer with ice running through his veins. By the time he hit Miami, racing was truly in his blood. He just had to remember that the entire reason was to land a mark. The mark, Carter Verone, was the local crime lord but smarter than the average crook. On paper, he was running legitimate business but people who crossed him - ended up dead. The man led life, like he played business - hard and fast nut filled with the best things that money could buy.

He met up with Tej at the first race . He knew his looks would draw attention. He had learnt to use his looks when he was in his teens, and then he'd learnt to fight because of them. One of his old homies once said, "Whiteboy you need to learn to fight. You're just a little too pretty to be real."

Brian would stand out in any crowd, but especially so in Miami. Tej went up and introduced himself, "you are new to our fair city."

Brian smiled, and Tej thought he saw a glacier form. This was one cool customer and Tej could respect that.

Brian's answer was, "I'm just driving a quarter of a mile at a time."

Tej could guess there was a little more to it than that. "you got a name?" He figured he'd start simple.

Brian smirked, "people on the street call me Bullet."

A look of realisation came across Tej's face, "is that so ..."

Brian shrugged modestly, " listen if you give me a racing slot. I always remember my friends."

Tej smirked, "that would be appreciated but I'm gonna do this for the sheer amusement factor."

Brian won. Dom would have been proud but Brian shook that thought away. He needed to win and make a statement. A statement so big, that he catches the attention of the local Crime Lord. He caught the camera flash and flinched. Although that changed when he saw,who had photographed him - Agent Fuentes.

The plan did not change and much to the chagrin of his handlers. He got to live his life. The only people who had a clue who he really was Tej, and his crew. If there was one thing he'd learnt from LA was that he made his own luck. That and always have a good exit strategy - his was Tej and the crew.

Meanwhile, Agent Fuentes showed Verone the pictures she had taken last night from the street races. The guy was obsessed with them and thought that his new driver should be a race driver. However, Crater being Carter didn't just want anyone - he wanted the best.

The man, who had been his driver, had had has employment terminated last night - permanently. Monica hated that she could not prove it. Yet she did not have a choice. Carter had done the firing whilst she was at the races. She didn't mind undercover work, she was trained for it but this was getting dangerous. More so, when she saw who was being bought in. You had to have a big set of balls to work UC yet this guy took the biscuit. He was coming in with his own identity as his legend.

The guy in question, one Officer Brian O'Connor, officially he was wanted for aiding and abetting a criminal gang. The report read like the guy had gone native. That might have partly been the case but it was not the whole truth. There was many things that she was and stupid wasn't one of them. You couldn't be a UC cop and be stupid - you ended up dead

She could read between the lines. Carter had asked her to find new drivers. She had taken the photos and then done the background checks. She had caught O'Connor's profile and immediately contacted her superiors. She could smell a rat, as they hadn't set up a sting to nab him but rather, told her to give the file over.

Sure enough, Carter browsed through the files. He was bored, and figured he would just get all of them in for an interview and sit back and watch in amusement. That was until he came across the blonde - Brian. He read through the file - more and more interested.

This required investigation - he could be useful, and a desperate guy could be handled with the right leverage. Like for example, he wondered how grateful he would be if the cops were suddenly to stop chasing him. Once he was Carters driver, well, Carter was no stranger to seducing individuals and this guy was worth the chase. Carter was no stranger to lust and upon seeing the photo he was lusting. He was also not the type of person to not indulge in temptations.

A day later, he got the report back from his contact in LA. This guy had pissed off every authority in LA, and then some. Well Carter had always thought of himself as the charitable type, and could and would offer protection when he wanted something.

Things only got interesting six months later. He needed to get out of Miami - fast. He would get to see how loyal Brian was when faced with the guy, who had set him on this path. Carter was possessive and he didn't much like the thought of anyone having a clam on his lover. He set his PA on the job, Monica, was to find Dominic Toretto and bring him to Miami. At the end of this week, Verone would be leaving Miami, with Brian. Once this week was through, just like Corleone, all his enemies would be destroyed - both real and imaginary.

Authors Note: Okay I have never written in this fandom but having caught the movies and run through all the brilliant fanfic I was compelled to write this. What I want to know is do people want this to continue or not?