AN: So this storyline just came to me, I actually had a dream about it. It's Mr. Nobody's daughter in New York City. It's not a mary sue type story. She does not fall for anyone in the movies, she actually works for her father in New York. It just came to me, so it wont be a long story, maybe four chapters. But you guys let me know what you think!

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

Natalie moved the files from the desk onto the floor before she plopped down into the chair. She was exhausted from the day's work and just wanted to go home to take a hot bath, but it didn't seem to be going as planned. She turned the chair around and watched her father have a conversation with a man, he was flailing his arms around in the air. She knew he was pissed. He was working hard on a case and didn't need anyone coming in and screwing it up. She watched as his grabbed his hip causing her to jump up from the chair. "That's enough!" She yelled. "You can go!" She pointed to the door as she kept her eyes on her father. "You need to go sit down. I don't know why you are back here."

"The job doesn't stop just because I got shot." He grunted as he walked over to the nearby stool and sat down. She shook her head as she walked over to him, kneeling down in front of him.

"Yes, actually it does. You need to rest or you are going to keep going to the hospital to get these stitches put back in."

"Nat, hun, I am fine."

She nodded her head as she brought his hand up to her lips and kissed it. She had always looked up to her dad ever since she was little. Her mother died when she was just a small girl from breast cancer. So it had always just been him and her for the longest time. She grew up wondering what he always did that would bring him home late at night or even bring him home months later, but she never questioned him. She did as she was told. She went to school, she graduated, she went to college, and then more college. It wasn't but two years ago that she found out that he was working under clandestine operations as a government agent. Which brought them there today.

He had been gone for a month, he couldn't tell her where he was going, but she knew it was big. She had been stuck at work doing paperwork when she received the phone call. He was being transported by helicopter to the nearest hospital, he had been shot. They wouldn't explain to her what happened. She couldn't get any answers out of anyone. She had called her boyfriend, Scott, who also worked for her father. That's when she got all the information she probably didn't want to know. Dominic Toretto, a convicted felon from Los Angeles, he was helping her father find a hacker who had a device that could be deadly if it was in the wrong hands. He had been in the hospital for two weeks when he signed himself out and decided to go to work the next day. Godseye had to be hidden, it couldn't get into the wrong hands again. That was where she came in. She was over getting the Godseye out of the United States and to CIA facility over in Hong Kong. They would keep it safe there. It didn't need to be anywhere near the United States. She was bound to leave tomorrow but a phone call her father received stopped her plans. Dominic Toretto and his team were headed to New York City.

"Go home, Nat. I am going to close up here and I promise I will call you when I get home." Her father lifted her off the ground, bringing her into his arms.

"I don't believe you." She replied into his chest causing him to laugh.

"Don't make me laugh." He groaned holding onto his side. She hit him on the arm as she smiled at him. "I promise, let me get this done. I will call you later." He kissed the top of her head as she finally gave in.

"I love you, daddy."

"I love you too." She turned and walked back into the office, grabbing her purse, before closing the door behind her. She looked up at her father was had walked away towards the bigger office upstairs. He was stressed, she knew it. She walked out the door and to the elevator, she hated walking out by herself at night, especially this late. The door opened to the parking garage, she had her keys ready in her hand, as she moved quickly towards her car. She was paranoid. She knew she was just being paranoid.

She slammed her hand down on the bed as she glared at her father. "You don't get to do that, someone shot you, who did it?"

"Nat, I told you that you do not need to get yourself involved."

"I am already involved when the bastard aimed a gun at you." She rubbed her hand over her face. "Sheppard is dead and you can't even tell me what happened to him. Just let me in."

"The more information you know will put you in even more danger."

"Daddy…" She sighed. "What kind of danger are you talking about?" She pulled a chair up and grabbed her father's hand.

"His name is Deckard Shaw. He has been following Toretto and his team because Toretto put his brother in the hospital. Owen Shaw is located in the London hospital where he is currently fighting for his life. I know Toretto's team. I know what they are capable of. I wanted them to help me. I was looking for Ramsey. Her name came across your desk first before I saw it. She had a device that could locate anyone in the world just using their image. It's dangerous to have, Nat. Toretto retrieved it for me, in return, I allowed him to be able to find the man who was hunting him. Deckard Shaw killed one of Toretto's men. We went into an ambush. Sheppard was killed, I was shot, and the Godseye was now in Shaw's hands."

"Where is Shaw now?"

"Prison. He's locked up in a CIA facility just off the coast of California. There is no way in hell that he will be getting out of there anytime soon."

"Then what is so dangerous?"

"The fact that his brother could wake up. If Owen Shaw wakes up and finds out that his brother is in jail, he will do everything is his power to get him out. These two put together are bad news. You knowing this information is bad news. I want you to forget everything that I just told you. Natalie, you cannot get involved in this."

"I won't." She whispered. "I won't get involved, daddy."

She hurried to her car, unlocking it, before climbing inside with a sigh. She was definitely being paranoid. They would know immediately if anything was going on in California or London. She started the car and made her way towards her townhouse located just outside the city. She pulled into the garage, letting the door down, before she climbed out. It was ten o'clock at night and she had yet to eat dinner. She heard her stomach growl at her as she rolled her eyes. All she wanted to do was soak in a hot bath and go to bed. She walked into the dark house, trying to find the light switch before she moved. Once she found it, she cut the lights on, filling the room with light. She laid all of her things onto the counter before wrapping her hands around her hair and pulling it up. Her hair was long, brown, and wavy. She didn't do much to it each morning, it dried itself. She never straightened it. It flowed just to the middle of her back. She walked up the stairs to her bedroom into her bathroom, cutting on the light. She looked at herself in the mirror as she cut the water on. She didn't wear much make up, just eye liner and mascara. She had those natural features that most women were jealous of. She had the natural beauty. She could thank her mother for that. She quickly took her contacts out of her eyes before she rubbed water over her face, taking the makeup off. Grabbing her glasses on the side of the counter, she moved to the tub, cutting the water on. Her body ached as she stretched her arms above her head. She was taking on the stress of her father, she knew it. She couldn't help it though. She would be lost if she lost him. "Baby." She heard his whisper as he wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her softly on the neck.

"And where have you been?" She asked closing her eyes and leaning back against him.

"Just got in from riding with Yager, he had to go downtown for his case. I told him I would ride along." He kissed her again. "You have a good day?"

Her eyes shot open as she leaned up. "My father is being my father, relentless. He is working on some case that has his so stressed out."

"So naturally its stressing you out as well."

"He just got out of the hospital not too long ago, he's going to put himself back in the hospital if he doesn't stop." She turned around to him, motioning for him to unzip her dress. "I just want to take a hot bath and forget that today even happened."

"And then what happens tomorrow?" Scott asked helping her out of her dress. Her turned her around quickly, putting his hands on her hips. "You are too attached to your father right now."

"I almost lost him." She whispered. "We lost Sheppard."

"Sheppard knew what he was doing, if he died, it's because Shaw was crazier than your father led on." He kissed her softly on the lips. "Would you like some company?" She smiled up at him before nodding her head. She took her bra and underwear, climbing into the tub. She watched him as he began to undress himself before gliding over to her and climbing in behind her, pulling her back towards him, where her back was resting against his chest. "I love you, Nat."

Natalie woke up in the middle night with the white sheet sticking to her sweaty body. She looked over at beside as Scott's soft snoring filled up the room. She gave a soft laugh as she pulled the sheet up more over her naked body before laying back down. She hadn't had nightmares since she was little, but ever since her father came home having been shot, she has one almost every night. She ran her hand over her face as she moved herself to snuggle closer to Scott. She looked up at him as the light from the street just glistened off his face. She was so in love with this man. Yeah, it took almost a year for her to actually go out with him. He was a cocky son of a bitch and never knew when to take the hint that she wasn't interested. She was dating Sheppard at the time, he had gotten drunk at a bar, Scott swooped in saving the day by punching Sheppard in the face. Instead it just pissed her off more and she ended up punching Scott in the face, breaking her hand. He took her to the hospital that night and stayed with her the entire night. He then decided it was best to join her father's team. He would have been with my father that night in Dubai but she had begged him to stay with her. She could have lost him that night instead of Sheppard. She closed her eyes. He had the nerve to ask her out the night after she hit him, she had agreed, only because Sheppard was still being a dick. it was over after that. She fell for him. She fell for him hard. They had been together ever since then. Three years to be exact. She moved in with him six months into the relationship, her father wanted to kill them both, but she knew what she was doing. He stole her heart. She rubbed her fingers over his lips before lifting herself and placing hers on them. A smile crept on his face as he slowly opened his eyes. "You okay? He whispered. She shook her head but didn't respond. "You have another bad dream?" She bit her bottom lip as he lifted his hand to the side of her head. He brought her closer to him as he put his lips on her forehead. "I will never let anything happen to you, you are safe with me."

"What if he comes after me?" She finally spoke as tears formed in her eyes. "What if he comes after all of us?"

"Then I will kill him myself." She shook her head. "Natalie, Deckard Shaw is not going to ever hurt you. He is locked up. He is under twenty four seven security. An idiot wouldn't try to go into that facility. As for his brother, he was thrown from a moving plan, that exploded. He will not survive that."

"I'm so scared, Scott."

"I'm right here, baby." He squeezed his arms around her as she shut her eyes. The tears fell down her face as she heard him breathe her in. He had to be right. Deckard couldn't get out of that place even if he wanted to and Owen, well he was lucky he was even in a coma. She was safe. She needed to stop.

"NATALE!"

"Daddy! Please help me!"