Mia's View

I do not own the Fast and Furious series...

Some characters might be OC a little, just bear with me. It may be broken up and may not always run together. I may go back and revise it, sometime down the road.

Enjoy.

We arrived in Rio de Janeiro, just Brian and me. Dom said he had a few things to take care of and he'd meet us here. That had been 2 weeks ago. The three of us had taken what money we had gotten during the Braga incident and fled the country, dividing the money. Brian and I had spent the remains of our portion a few days ago on snacks and gas. Both of us hadn't eaten now though in maybe two days... But Dom told us Vince was here in Rio, so we should find him and wait for him there.

Brian and I had taken turns driving here. But yesterday I was too sick to drive anymore, again. Brian had become worried because I had become sick so often after we left the States. I wasn't ready to tell him yet... plus, I wanted Dom to be there. Luckily I was able to ward off Brian's probing about my frequent sickness as stress. After all... it wasn't something a woman could handle, being a fugitive...

Brian and I were both very tired. I glanced over at him, he looked so worried. Not over me. Over getting caught. He was also worried about Dom too. But he had tried to put on a brave face for my sake... Brian knew I'd lose it if something happened to my brother. I reached over and stroked the nape of his neck affectionately. This man... had risked everything for my brother, for me... I was forever in his debt... that wasn't so bad... Because I also loved him very much. Brian looked over at me and his eyes softened before he turned them back to the road, obviously following Dom's directions on how to find Vince. It had been so long since we last saw him... I wonder how he's been.

Relaxing a tad now, I let my gaze follow the passing scenery before me. Rio was truly beautiful. Even looking as poor and run down as it was in the part of Rio we were in... this would have been paradise for us. Brian let out a yawn next to me. He had driven through the night. We were both very tired... and very hungry. After another half hour, we finally found the area Dom told us Vince was staying. After Brian parked the car we got out and looked around. The area didn't give off the best feeling, but it definitely was a feeling I had grown use to in my life. I looked around, squinting against the sun,

"This has gotta be it, right?" I asked Brian, who looked around himself, probably looking for any police and trouble. We walked around the building and saw a staircase leading up and around. Brian immediately took my hand and we slowly climbed the stairs. A few men were sitting along the staircase, watching us with suspicious. The further we climbed, the more nervous I got. Then I heard the cocking of a gun and tried to remain calm. I should be use to guns... but we were slowly being outnumbered as more men with guns came to us. Brian pulled back hand to guide me behind him, protecting me. Towards the middle of the climb, two men blocked our path completely, brandishing their weapons. We stopped, Brian eyed them up while I glanced around, getting more nervous.

"Let's get out of here." Brian said and turned around with me, but three men blocked our escape. Before anyone could react, we all heard a,

"Whoa, whoa!" That voice sounded familiar as it spoke in a foreign language. Luckily I could understand it. The men backed away from us as the voice told them we were with him. Brian and I both turned and saw Vince descending the stairs. Oh my god! Vince!

"Mia..." he called out to me gently with a wide smile on his face. I let go of Brian's hand and jogged up the few steps it took to meet him halfway and hug him tight. This man had been like another brother to me. And I had missed him so. After he released me, he turned to Brian, his expression growing sardonic while Brian just smirked.

"Buster..." Vince sighed, almost sounding disappointed before he gestured his head up the stairs,

"Come on." I looked back at Brian with a smile. My Brian had long left his adversity with Vince in the past, so had Vince, but with much reluctance I would say. The two would never get along as well as I'd like, but this was a good place for them to be with each other. Brian took my hand again as we followed Vince.

"Dom here yet?" Brian asked, voicing the question I, myself was too afraid to ask.

"Nah." Vince grunted as he put his gun into the back of his pants,

"When was the last you heard from him?" I asked, almost crawling out of my skin now. Where was he?

"Uh, couple of weeks ago in Ecuador." Vince said to me, sounding unsure. I turned to Brian, he could see the worry etched in my face. He slid his hand up my arm for comfort.

"So how does it feel?" Vince asked loudly, obviously talking to Brian,

"What's that?"

"To be on the other side of a wanted poster?" Vince asked with a smirk. Brian would never say anything... but I wondered myself how Brian really felt, standing against everything he was trained... for my family. But I couldn't stop worrying about my brother. Brian ignored Vince and wrapped an arm around my shoulders,

"He'll show up." he said softly, I just nodded. Brian was so sure too. I wasn't. I would always worry about my big brother. He and Brian were all I had now... I couldn't lose them. Vince took us inside his apartment where an african woman stood with a baby in her arms. She looked up at Vince and asked him something in brazilian. Vince moved around me and Brian to the woman and kissed her softly while running his fingers through the baby's nappy hair. This must have been his family. Vince spoke to the woman about dinner, she just smiled and nodded... Food... I was too tired to help with dinner. Vince's wife, who he told us her name was Rosa, insisted Brian and I rest. I really wanted to get a shower in, but once Rosa started cooking, the smell of it kept me glued to my seat as my hunger doubled. Brian and Vince stepped outside to talk, probably hash some old argument up. After a few minutes of me being alone in the dining room with my thoughts, Rosa brought out her baby boy and handed him to me, asking if I could watch him, then walked back into the kitchen. I looked down at the little bundle in my arms. He was blowing bubbles with his own saliva, looking up at me with a delightful curiosity. It'd be early practice... I loved kids. I smiled and began to make silly sounds at the little one, moving his arms gently but playfully.

Once dinner had been set, Brian and I scarfed everything on our plates quickly. I barely took a breath. It was sooo good! Almost better than sex. Better than my own cooking anyway. Brian and I were way too busy filling our empty stomachs to hear Vince and his wife mumble something. At this point, I didn't care about manners, or anything, I just wanted more food. Rosa had taken her son, Nico, back so I could eat and so she could change his diaper. My stomach literally sung with joy as the Brazilian home cooked meal filled it. Brian asked for seconds as I briefly wondered if I'd be able to keep most of dinner down. Would Brian be happy once he found out? This wasn't exactly the best time for something like this. Of course I was very happy when I discovered the source of my odd sickly bouts. But the timing couldn't have been worse.

After dinner, I again was playing with Nico. The boy was so sweet, and funny. He made some great faces at his mother. I couldn't wait now. My secret elation was able to swell within me as I played with Nico. I couldn't stop giving the poor baby kisses either, the boy was just too cute. Rosa looked up at me with a smile,

"Time for bed, little one." she said in her native language, looking at Nico who was nomming on his tiny fist. I tilted my head a little with a smile,

"Can I put him down?" I asked, Rosa smiled even more at me and nodded, leading me towards the nursery, leaving the dishes to soak a little. We passed by the living room, where the men were sitting, drinking beers.

"Night Night." Rosa announced to Vince. Vince lifted his head up and looked at his son,

"Gnight." he said softly, Nico smiled at his father. I couldn't help but look over to see Brian's expressions to me with a baby in my arms. His eyes held that loving warmth again. I loved his eyes. He always looked at me as if I was all he could see. His smile was soft as he looked at the boy in my arms as he watched me leave into Nico's nursery. I gave Nico one last kiss before I put him in his crib. Rosa had bunched up some pillows around him so he wouldn't move around too much and hurt himself. I looked down at Nico as she did, he was smiling brightly and waving at me. I absolutely couldn't wait... and apparently nearly could my stomach as it lurched, warning me dinner was about to come back. I excused myself and rushed to the bathroom.

I retched up almost everything left in my stomach. Luckily I had been able to digest some of the food earlier. Apparently Brazilian food was going to be a touchy cuisine. Great. Who knew where our next meal would be coming from and when. I needed as much food in me as possible. Brian and I had become slightly malnourished since most of the money had to be spent on gas, housing fees and car repair. It was not cheap to be on the run. And it made it even harder when Dom wasn't around to assure me things would be okay. I knew eventually they would, and Brian did his best to assure me, but when he himself didn't feel so sure, that didn't help comfort me. Dom had that way at whenever I felt cornered with worry, he'd always tell me things would be okay because we were together. It was hard enough living at home while Dom was on the run by himself. Filled with betrayal at Brian who had turned out to be a cop and divided my family, even if he let Dom go. How many nights had I spent crying over my broken heart and my broken family. Brain was trying so hard to redeem that. Despite my warning him away from me only a year ago, I knew Brian had hated himself even more than I could ever. He hated bringing me so much pain, he hated that he brought himself pain. And when Letty returned home, alone, that was like adding the final nail into his coffin. It took 9 months for Letty to get over her anger at Dom for leaving her, another four to get over her new hate for Brian, and another three before she had approached him about trying to clear Dom's name somehow. Brian had been distraught when Letty ended up murdered by the very men he asked her to help him nail. So when Dom finally came home, if only to avenge Letty, Brian had risked even more to help Dom.

Brian and Dom... those two were kindred spirits. I had always felt that. The two connected on a level Dom never had with anyone. Despite their different taste in cars, I was positive had the chance been given, the two would have been more than happy to live out their lives building and racing cars together. Brian had always been a part of our world... it just took him a while to realize it. He was always a racer, and he'd always chase after Dom, his idol, his rival. I cleaned myself up and looked myself in the mirror for a moment. How would either of my guys handle the news I was going to eventually be giving them? I heard Rosa behind me and looked over at her to apologize for my abrupt run into her bathroom. But the look in her eyes made my stomach drop, was I that obvious?

"Does he know?" She asked me. I had to let out a small sigh, of course she could tell. I shook my head, pleading with her with my eyes to not say anything. It still wasn't the right time. She smiled softly at me before leaving me to finish the dishes. When would there be a right time? I touched my stomach gently, apologetically. Don't worry... I won't wait much longer. I wiped my face off after another moment to myself before I walked out and joined Vince and Brian.

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