A/N: Happy Tuesday! As promised, this will be Jensen's two shot. He's sixteen in this story just like Alexus and Mazda were in theirs. Dotty is referenced several times, but they will not make an appearance until the next and final chapter. I wanted to also give you a heads up. Ana makes an appearance so there is a heavy amount of translation towards the end of the chapter. Let me know if it becomes difficult to understand so that I can then edit it. Review and let me know what you think! Enjoy!

Alexus sat in his college dorm lounging around with a couple of his friends when he randomly felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. "What do you want?" He asked his brother. Jensen was not one to arbitrarily call him.

"I fucked up." Jensen told him flatly on the other end. Alexus rose from his seat and made his way into the hallway.

"Why don't you tell me something new? Believe it or not I don't have time to listen to your sob stories all the time."

"You don't understand. I really fucked up." Jensen insisted with a hint of nervousness.

"Fucked up how?"

"Like my ass is literally about to get capped. I need you to bring me $10,000."

"$10,000? Do I look like Papi to you?" Alexus asked failing to keep himself composed.

"Listen for a minute before you start laying into me." Jensen yelled into the phone. "I owe a couple people, very dangerous people, some money."

"How the fuck did you get wrapped up into this shit Dude? Where do you expect me to get $10,000 from?"

"I need you to pretend to be Papi."

"Are you fucking crazy? Bro I told you to stop smoking."

"He'll never notice."

"You really think Dominic Toretto isn't going to notice a sudden deficit in his bank account. I can't help you."

"Come on Lex! You're the only one who can imitate him."

"It can't be done. Why don't you just call Pa and ask him?"

"I rather get shot if I'm honest. I don't want to deal with that."

"God you're so fucking stupid."

"I have twenty-three hours left. Do you really want your little brother to die knowing you did nothing to help him in the first place?"

"So now you're guilt tripping me? You must be joking. You got yourself into this mess. Get yourself out."

"Come on! Just do me this one favor. I'll never ask anything of you again."

"We both know that's not true."

"Think about how Mami would feel if she saw me in a casket."

"You should have thought of that before you got in over your head man! She can't know about this. She just had Axel. How the hell do you even get into this situation?"

"So you know how last month Papi sent me to help Papá out after I got kicked off the Rugby team-"

"And the swimming team, and the wrestling team, and basketball team, and-"

"I get it. I got kicked off of a lot of teams. I never wanted to be on them in the first place. You can't blame me for having a temper. Have you met our parents?"

"We have the same parents and I never acted up this much."

"Lex we're not so different you and I. You snuck around, and did shit they still don't know about thanks to me."

"Shut up, this is not an Austin Powers movie. That's because I paid you off. When are you going to realize you can actually fuck up your life? I'm worried about you man."

"Are you about to give me a speech?"

"Do I have to? You're acting like you can't tell right from wrong. I admit that life's been a little harder for you, but that doesn't mean you start swinging whenever someone says something you don't like. I bet that's how you got into this mess in the first place."

"Actually I've changed. I'm less angry-"

"Then explain this phone call."

"I've been trying to but you keep cutting me off with assumptions. God you're just like Mami!"

"I still have no idea what's going on."

"Like I was trying to inform you before, when I was working for Papá at the garage to 'stay out of trouble', I would play dice for shits and giggles during my breaks with some of the people in the neighborhood. Sometimes I would win and sometimes I would lose. It was simple and easy enough. I even had a hot streak for a few a few weeks. I was getting pretty good. People started talking so they take me to this underground place in the city. The stakes are a little higher. You know how these things go."

"How much higher?"

"I got a couple cars out of it, a lot of cash, you know…I couldn't really complain."

"What?" Alexus exclaimed.

"I didn't need it so I gave most of my winnings away. I was just doing it for fun and the chicks."

"You do anything for 'fun'. At any time did you think to yourself you were going to piss off some really dangerous people."

"Ehh, not really; it was pretty straightforward. I always won fair and square."

"You're such a dumbass"

"Well anyway, queue sketchy guy with a sketchy offer. His name is Kahn. He asks me to work for him. He saw the connections I had built, the people I knew, my background, yeta yeta yeta. I say no thank you, but then he told me I'd make 5k weekly with him. You can't expect to make Jensen Toretto that offer and he not take it."

"Don't talk in the 3rd person. You sound like a douche. You didn't need the money."

"Bruh, we're not talking chump change. It was a lot of money and fast."

"Jensen you've always had money!"

"That's our parents' money. We don't have claim to any of that for a long time. Anyway, Kahn had his hands in a couple of different ventures. He would have me deliver things, play for him. I was even making deals on his behalf, especially with local auto businesses because of Ma and Pa, but I didn't do my homework. I admit that I should have, but I wasn't thinking. He has hands in everything from gambling, street races, stolen car parts, and street drugs. The dude is a kingpin. I didn't even know. I made a deal with the devil."

"What deal?"

"I lost some money, and he wasn't happy. I don't think I've ever been that close to shitting my pants since…well you know…" Jensen's voice fell. It pained him to think of Jensen's kidnapping would never be something they would forget.

"I just don't understand how you fall into these things. You like the danger. You enjoy it, but look where it got you."

"I'm in a pretty fucked up situation, but at least I'm not on drugs." He told his brother attempting to lighten the tone of their conversation.

"Jensen…" Alexus exasperated.

"Are you going to help me or not? I don't want to keep wasting my time. The clock is ticking."

"Where are you?"

"At Mamá's crib, you know she never knows what's going on."

"I'll be there in an hour. Lay low." Alexus informed him before abruptly hanging up. Jensen stared at his phone in hopes his brother would come through in time.

"Oye niño, tu te quedas?" (Boy, are you staying over?) His grandmother asked.

"Pueda ser" (It's a possibility.) Jensen answered.

"No me digas que tienes la misma mala maña que tu madre. Tu crés que porque te sale barba tu te mandas?" (Don't tell me you're developing the same bad habits your mother had when she was your age. You think you run yourself now just because you can grow a little stubble on your face?)

"Por favor no la llames." (Please don't call her.)

"Que trais? Te noto nervioso." (You seem nervous. What's wrong with you?)

"No es nada." (It's nothing.)

"sto tiene que ser sobre una chamakita que anda loquiando por ahí como hacía tu hermano." (This must be over some crazy girl creating havoc just like your brother.)

"No, esta vez no." (No, it's not about that.)

"Y entonces?"(Then what is it?)

"Nada solo estoy de mal humor. Me encontré con alguien a quien no quería ver." (It's nothing. I'm just in a bad mood because I found myself with someone I did not want to see.)

"Bueno si alguien te está dando problemas meteles unos trompones para que deje de joder. Tu padre siempre fue muy bueno con eso." (Well if someone is bothering you, knock them out so they won't be a problem anymore. Your father was always good at that.) Jensen smirked.

"Si lo he visto." (I've seen him in action.)

"Con la gente de esta familia no se mete. Dime quien es para yo cojer para ya. Vas a ver que lo pongo en su lugar. Con mi muchachito nadie se mete." (No one messes with anyone in this family. Tell me who it is so that I can go over there and take care of them. No one's going to mess with my little boy.) Ana said grabbing his cheeks as if he were still a toddler. Jensen attempted to laugh off.

"No, no ay necesidad para nada de eso."(There is no need for any of that.) He dismissed knowing she was serious.

"Bueno tu sabras." (Well you let me know.) She shrugged. "Ven a Comer te veo flaco." (Come eat you look skinny.) Jensen obliged knowing she would insist and scold if he did not. It took Alexus three hours to arrive to his grandmother's house after breaking into their own for his parent financial information.

"Alé! Cuanto tiempo! Como estas me niño bonito! Mira ya pareces hombre."(Alé it's been so long! How are you my darling boy. You almost look like a man.) Ana praised feeling up his biceps.

"'Cion mamá" (Blessings grandma), He greeted her with a smile and hug.

"Tu nunca me vienes a ver bueno sinverguenza. Tu crés que esa es forma de tratarme. Yo practicamente te crié." (You never come to visit me you little bastard. You think that's how you treat your grandmother. Don't forget. I practically raised you.)

"Lo so y lo siento. Voy hacer el intento más a menudo. Vine a buscar a mi hermano." (I'm sorry. I'll try to visit more. I came to pick up my brother.)

"Ese muchachito anda raro, pero raro. Mira que casi ni comio." (That boy is acting so strange. He barely ate.)

"De verdad?" (Really?) Alexus asked feigning surprise. "Si esta raro eso." (That is strange.) Ana was about to take him inside when they heard glass shatter in the kictchen.

"Ahh!" She yelped. "Dios mio y que fue eso? Milo! Jani!"(For the love of God what was that? Milo! Jani!)

"Quedese aqui." (Stay here.) He told her.

"What the hell was that?" The boy's teenage uncle, Emilio, inquired rushing down the stairs.

"Llama á tu padre! Dile que venga ahora!" (Call your father and tell him to get here now.) Ana told her son as she rushed him into the living room. Alexus found Jensen staring at the large brick that had been thrown through the window.

"They're following me." Jensen informed his brother a bit shaken. "20 hrs left." He said holding up the small note in his hand. "Did you bring the money?"

"No, they wouldn't wire it. Pa set everything up so he'd have to go in person. We have to call him."

"No"

"Jensen I'm calling him. It's not up to you anymore. They know where Mamá lives. Milo is here. Who knows when Lute is coming back. They're not safe. He'll know what to do."

"He's gonna kill me!" Jensen panicked at the thought of his father learning of shenanigans.

"You should have thought of that before." Alexus told him as he dialed their father.

"Hello?" Dominic Toretto's voice deep voice streamed through the phone.

"Pa we have a situation."

"Well that's not good."

"You might want to sit down for this one."