A/N:

This is my first story on and I'm a tad nervous. This is a Fast and the Furious fic and I am excited about writing it! I hope to get some good reviews! Please, criticism is always welcome! And if you read PLEASE review, so I know if it is worth continuing. Thanks a million!

This story takes place shortly after the fifth movie and the main character will be of coarse, Mr. Brian O'Conner. He is NOT with Mia, and I will explain. This story takes place BEFORE Han's death(tear). I should be able to pick it up.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything but the words I write. :)

I'll be posting the name of the song that I wrote the chapters to; or rather the song that inspired me.

Dev ft. Enrique Iglesias- Naked


He stood in the living room; he was broken. The letter ripped up on the coffee table held her last goodbye. His eyes began to brim with tears and he inhaled deeply. The picture on the side table haunted him until he picked it up and chucked it across the room. The glass shattered and he lost it. Brian began hitting the walls, kicking the furniture, and throwing anything light enough. After a good three minutes, the living room was destroyed. Mia was all he had after the baby was lost. She was his rock, and she left.

'Brian,

I cannot put into words how sorry I am. I just can't handle this anymore. Losing Grace was the straw that broke the camel's back. I'll let Dom know once I get somewhere safe. I love you Brian, but I can't live a lie anymore.

-Mia'

Brian collapsed onto the floor. His air supply was shortened with every breath he took and the walls seemed to close in. With a quickness, Brian grabbed the keys to his silver Skyline and strided over to the car. He got in just as Dominic pulled up. Dom left his Charger and walked over to the driver's side window. Brian's knuckles were bloody and his hands gripped the steering wheel with force.

"Brian," Dom proceeded with caution. "what happened?" His voice was low. Brian's jaw was tight. He barely opened his mouth and let a sharp breath out of his nostrils.

"I don't know Dom, but I gotta get out of here." Dominic sighed and stepped away from the car. Brian backed out and sped off down the road. He tried to contemplate how Dom could have known what was going on. Mia must have called him already. Brian felt the blood running down his hand as he turned the wheel into a nearby parking area for a beach. He hit his hands on the steering wheel before resting his head against it. He felt the tears begin to flow. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. He felt his insides burn and begin to fall to pieces. No, he wouldn't let it. Brian put up a wall of ice to protect himself from breaking loose. He was broken for the last time.

One year later.

Barcelona, Spain

Kat walked away from the bar with her drink in her hand. Grey Goose martini, straight up, three olives. She pulled the toothpick out and pulled an olive off. She began to make her way over to her friend, Han, who was sitting at their usual spot in the back. Kat took her place across from Han and sipped her martini.

"So where are these friends of yours?" She pulled another olive off the pick and rolled it between her teeth. The music in the club was overwhelming.

"They should be here any time." Han's cool composure gave her chills. After a very unsuccessful relationship with him, she found herself still counting the goose bumps on her arms that his voice brought on. Han's eyes averted to the entrance of the club. Kat turned around to watch a large, white, bald man walk in. Han stepped out of the booth and signaled him. Once the man walked over, Han gave a smirk and the man smiled.

"Han, it's great to see you." His voice was deep and he spoke slow. Han exchanged hand shakes and pointed to Kat. She now felt obligated to stand up as well. She attempted to do so without letting her dress ride up any further.

"Dominic, this is Katherine." Kat held her hand out and Dom took it with a firm shake.

"Kat for short." She corrected Han's introduction.

"Kat, great to meet you." She smiled and let his hand go. Han looked behind Dom.

"Brian, how's it hanging?" Kat looked to who Han was addressing and felt a bit remorseful for not noticing the figure behind Dominic. The man was tall, tan, blonde, and definitely distant. His eyes held nothing but empty spaces and it was evident.

"Oh never been better." His smile never came anywhere near his eyes. They all sat down and Kat ended up across from Brian. After a few minutes of idle chit chat between Han and Dominic, they began talking about the important business.

"So Dom, Kat and I have a three bedroom condo, you two are more than welcome to stay." Dominic smiled and turned to Brian who appeared to be spacing out. Dom nudged him.

"You get the couch." Brian snapped back to reality.

"Huh? Oh yeah...whatever works." As quick as he was there, he was gone again, staring at the condensation on his beer bottle. Kat saw the look on Dominic's face. It was a mix of concern and frustration. Han looked to Dom and smiled.

"You wanna go tear it up?" Dom killed his beer and grinned.

"Hell yeah." Han and Dom moved out onto the dancefloor and found a girl for each of them. Kat stayed at the table, quickly finishing her martini. She was about ready to head home. She didn't expect Han home until day break. Kat attempted to look into Brian's eyes. The circles under them nearly hid the crystal blue irises. He was attractive but very obviously hurt. Broken hearted? Maybe. Depressed? Possibly. Guarded? Definitely. She nudged his beer and got his attention.

"Do you not dance?" His eyes looked into hers. She saw a smile creep across his face but only slightly.

"No, I haven't danced in years. I'm just jet lagged." She nodded.

"Well I'm heading out. Did you wanna come and turn in early? I'll give you a lift." He continued to bore into her eyes and nodded. She stood up and reached for his hand. He looked at it as if it were a gun being pointed to his temple. She let out a sigh and grabbed his arm. She led him out the back toward her car. The black RX7 caught Brian's attention.

"Nice ride." Kat smiled and unlocked the door.

"It was a gift from Han." She sat down in the driver's side. Brian climbed in the passenger door and immediately gawked out the window. Kat started the engine and felt it purr. Going down the road, she felt the lack of tension, which was odd due to the silence.

"So, who did it to you?" Brian looked over at her.

"Did what?" She smirked.

"Broke you," His eyes widened. No one had asked him that question in a very long time. He exhaled and looked back out the window.

"Doesn't matter. She's long gone." Kat nodded.

"When was the last time you got laid honey?" Now he was really surprised. She looked directly at him while directing the wheel in the proper direction. Her eyes never met the road while she waited for him to answer her question. That was his trick. He began to laugh.

"Too long ago to remember." Kat's eyes moved back out the windshield. She felt her stomach jump a little and she sighed loudly.

"Well we may just have to fix that won't we?" Brian looked at her confused and a bit intimidated.

She pushed him against the wall as her lips pressed against his. His stomach lurched and somersaulted. She began to unbutton his shirt as he unzipped her dress. He turned her around and pressed her against the wall and lifted her leg to wrap around his waist. He pulled away abruptly and looked at her.

"I'm not looking for a relationship." He breathed the words out. She gave a dark smile and pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt.

"And who said I was?"